A fascinating being indeed. Mainly nocturnal creatures, although some have evolved into
Day-Walkers. They emerge from hiding from your Cousin's shed out back when the sunsets to pillage for supplies. You can usually identify one of these Cro-magnon
humans by their lack of front teeth, entire bodies covered in sores and scabs, and missing minimum 1 digit on either hand. Forget rational communication with these things. They stammer with unintelligible rhetoric that usually relates to Seth Rollins being their favorite WWE wrestler, the one time They had to “bitch”
slap their step dad or finally...they are at the local corner store walking around aimlessly in the parking lot.
Tweakers are among the most resilient animals known, with individual species able to survive extreme conditions that would be rapidly fatal to nearly all other known life forms, such as exposure to extreme temperatures, extreme pressures (both high and low),
air deprivation, radiation, dehydration, and starvation.
They can get by with out nourishment and sustenance for extended amounts of time provided Crystal Meth is in abundance. Some of these have learned
basic chemistry skills in order to only blow up the
house around the corner from your
children's school.
The highest concentrated population of Tweakers resides in the friendly community of Wood River, Illinois. A refining town in the midwest 20
miles from
St. Louis, Missouri.
Bill- What was all that commotion and ruckus down at the Rocket Shop?
Ted- A tweaker doused himself and his
girlfriend in gasoline and set themselves ablaze.
Bill-
oh. Sounds about right....
