This is more of a temporary thing since it'll only be for one chapter / act (about 150-200 panels I'm planning on)
You're a hefty young man with a penchant for CONSPIRACY THEORIES, an all encompassing obsession with CLOWNS OF THE JOVIAL SORT and an extensive knowledge of ANARCHIST THOUGHT and PUNK ROCK. You're FUCKING infatuated with MYSTICISM and POSSESSED with the possibilities of HIGHER DIMENSIONS. You're also STAUNCHLY against using substances, being quite consumed by your rituals of PIETY and GUILT.If you weren't so UNIQUELY ANNOYING, you would make a rather nice friend.
You talk with a sort of muffled spongey sound; often RAMBLING on and on about your STRANGE INTERESTS, being so SELF ABSORBED you forget your surroundings. You often become OBSESSED with topics of the MORBID PERSUASION, isolating yourself from others due to the sheer ECCENTRICITY of your personality. Your OBSESSIVE COMPULSIONS lead you to SELF DESTRUCTIVE HABITS, not everyone is as RIGHTEOUS and EQUITABLE as you are after all.
You carry your antiquated VENTRILOQUIST PUPPET around with you wherever you go along with a few supplies to keep you safe in the harsh world of reality, mainly a BUTTERFLY KNIFE and A VERY DISTINCTIVE skull necklace.
Your newly befriended acquaintance is waiting for you after her night shift finished at the locally renowned convenience store. You're stuck cowering in the city park after you heard a noise in the bushes, it's late at night so there shouldn't be anyone there and you're alone with your BURNER PHONE.
WHAT DO YOU DO?
(Feel free to classpect if you want though I think I've made it fairly obvious 🤭)
CREATOR OF FORCES OF WHAT?!
**The puppet's eyes sporadically waver around before coming to a halt**
It's no use after all, it's the blind leading the blind.
(I'll be adding this to my comic, can't upload the panel here due to that)
CREATOR OF FORCES OF WHAT?!
> Touch tenderly upon necklace.
You say you'd still rather wear the outfit. He's got nothing to say about that.
**the pendant has is silent**
There's no answer in this hunk of consumerist junk
CREATOR OF FORCES OF WHAT?!
> Turn on phone flashlight and look around.
You say you'd still rather wear the outfit. He's got nothing to say about that.
You look around and see sparse conifers, cycads, ferns and oak trees. Moss is on the ground with a few bushes around to cover the area.
CREATOR OF FORCES OF WHAT?!