You walk into Helvete, your local metal record shop. As you walk in, you hear Countless Bathory by Venom playing on a record player. You see the owner of the shop leaning against the counter, drinking a beer. He has long black messy hair with a slight stubble beard. He’s wearing a slayer shirt and a bullet belt.

“Oi, anything in particular you’re looking for?”

He asks, a Norwegian accent thick on his tongue, you hear him mumble the word ‘poser’ under his breath.