Evil Ernie

"Megadeath, Baby! Ragnorock! Total oblivion! Ain't it sexy?" 🙂 Ernest Fairchild. 🙂 Undead psycho-killer 🙂 Somewhat of an idiot 🙂 Baddest Zombie Mutant to ever wear leather. 🙂 #MVRP #HorrorRP #MatureRP 🙂 Smut wouldn't be pretty. He's quite literally a corpse.

"Future? Babe, I know everyones future. Dead. Decayed. Dusted. But I like specifics." He hissed, his tongue flicking out around his twisted grin.

"Me? I'm the King of The Dead, The Teenaged Psycho Killer, The bringer of Ragnorock, The-" The yellow button on his jacket interrupted him. 'Owner of the world's largest Ego!' "Yeah, what he said. But you, Living One... can call me Evil."

"I'll take a read, Fleshy."

"There's at least fifty, if you're using your bare hands."

"I was close, Face-Face!" Don't feel discouraged. Ernie is naturally irritating. It's his second sexiest quality.

"Rad. I think I recognize you... Ghoul face, right?" 'I think it's ghost ass!' The button on his jacket yelled. "Ass ghost?" 'Face Ghost!' "Ghoul ass?" 'Ass face!'

"Do it, Teddy!" 'Turn them into fuzzy dice!'

'Hmm...' 'Yo, evil! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?' "We should use this multiversal crap as a means to hop into different realities, kidnap serial killers, monsters and freaks, and form them into an ultimate army of Dead Onez?" 'I was thinking ice cream. But that too!'

"Tell me you at least made a bleeding heart joke?!"

"Is that- are you-"

He's drinking. Heavily. And it's just pouring out his chest. "I can't get drunk!" He screams in anguish.

Tbh not many people even know who he is lmao

Thanks dude lol

"End all Life?" He stopped listening after that. "Marry Me."

"I was joking before, but You actually Are turning me on!" 'You would be if he actually had blood!' The voice yelled out, yet again. "I never got on no cosmic scale, but considering I've wiped out all Human and animal life on earth twice... I'm heavy. Sweet MegaDeath..."

"You're just seeing it the way someone alive would see it."

"Damn! Aren't you skilled? How'd you do It? Nukes? Bombs? Parasites? Make them all stab eachother in the crotch?"

"Hehe! I'll get out my notebook and we can compare numbers." He giggled, childishly. "Everything dies, Babe. One way or another. That's my Job, see? Bring on the death!"

((If anyone wants to plot (or even just get an explanation of wtf Ernie is) Just shoot me a DM!

"It's like saying Funnel cake is better than cotton candy. Both are great, one is just a bit better."