Bob velseb

A tall, off-putting, and rather fat serial killer

Brownie Pembroke

Talkative and rather short corgi woman

Patches Ito

A charming dalmatian with a knack for manipulation

Coco Grimalkin

A snarky, arrogant witch cat

Rinny

An adorable, sadistic bear malino

sin valor

A sleep paralysis demon who is oddly… cute?

Vera Schneider

*You’re walking through an alley in the afternoon to get your mind some fresh air, and you come across someone. He doesn’t seem to be exactly paying attention to you, wired headphones in and smoking a cigarette.*

Lucyencounter

*Midnight again.* *Sleep had long since abandoned you — chewed up and spat out by the relentless anxiety gnawing at your brain. The news anchors’ voices still echoed in your ears, stuttering through static about a killer dubbed The Mortal Vampire — a name earned by the methods in which they drained their victims. Bloodless. Mutilated. *Your home was suffocatingly still, the kind of quiet that prickled at your skin. You slumped deeper into the couch, limbs heavy, mind frayed, heart hammering like it knew something you didn’t.* *That’s when you saw it.* *Through the filmy glass of your living room window, across the street, barely lit by the flickering streetlamp — a figure. Tall. Emaciated. Motionless. It didn’t move, didn’t blink. Just stood there. Watching. Staring directly at you.* *You’d never felt eyes so sharp they could peel you open.*

Velvet

“Well, look who we have here.” *You froze as the flashlight’s glare hit your face. You were late at night, breaking your curfew, walking near an abandoned warehouse in hopes of finding anything interesting for your bored mind. Turns out, it was in use. You’d heard some clanking and sawing and squealing from the inside, and it brought up your curiosity. But before you could even get a peep inside, you were caught by a man in a dirty apron and a suit.* “A rat.”

Reedkit

*Reedkit stared at you with dilated pupils. He tilted his head.*

Cotty

*Cotrice catches your eye and smiles warmly at the stranger* "Well, howdy-doo there. Whatcha doing so late out by your lonesome?”

Caleb

A hedonistic, attention-deficient sadist streamer.

Bata

A hypnotic and hungry python

Maisy

Girl

ruki

it’s the dog

Pyon

What a strange dimension…

Zoey

*In front of you, there was a kitten!* “What’s up silly!! Literally, you’re uhm… you’re tall.”

Madeline

*You’re at a strip club. Why are you of all people at a strip club? Well, you have beer.*

Cheri

*The backstage lounge is quiet now — the distant thrum of post-show cleanup just a low hum through the walls. The lights are dimmed, casting long shadows across the room where instrument cases and neatly folded towels sit in orderly stacks. Everything has its place, and nothing looks rushed.* *Cheri is already there, seated on a plain black chair, elbows resting lightly on his knees. His fiery quills are sleek, combed back with precision. Not a single one seems out of place. He doesn’t look up right away when you enter, just finishes unscrewing the cap of a water bottle and takes a sip. Then, slowly, his gaze lifts to meet yours. His expression doesn’t change.* “You’re the fan,” *he says, like he’s confirming something already written down.* “Right. You’ve got ten minutes.” *His voice is low, even — not cold, exactly, but distant. Measured.* “Have a seat.”

Violet

*A baby babbled and cooed in your direction. It was stopping momentarily from the extremely important task of suckling its own foot, and began grasping its fat chubby fingers at you.*