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Anthropophagous. Eat the Rude. 「Wendigo」 #Vigilante ||#STV: Forces of Darkness|| [[18+ RP]]

Painting Delusions.
Joined November 2014
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> eternal sin and gluttony. The teacup was almost back together again.}
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> arms, mimicking the deity Shiva. No matter what, I would continue to paint these delusions into his mind, inching him closer to me in >
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> whichever guise it saw fit. A large buck with a scruff of raven's feathers, or even the stag man seated in lotus position with multiple >
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> with him, lingering in the deepest corners of his mind where the darkest terrors of his conscious remained. Wendigo would appear in >
> girl from him. I always found it funny that Will never ceased to stop seeing the Wendigo. Where ever he went, apart of me always went >
> that man and mystery were both in |me|. If Beverly Katz alone hadn't broken him, it would always be in his mind that I took our little >
> been there to see Will's reaction, but I was too busy dining on the kidneys of Katz. In all of Will Graham's fantasies, he always knew >
> from top to bottom. One half of her would remain as is. The other side was stripped and divided into a few other pieces... I wish I had >
> her as if she were an archaic kouros at an art museum. The woman was stored in my freezer for days before I finally sawed her in half >
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> with a cannibal's dirty work. I would make sure Beverly Katz was missing for a few days before I went through with my plans to display >
> dulled. I made sure that my little Abigail had watched. She was to observe over participating. Once again, my little lure had helped >
> easy to wrap my hands around her skinny neck and squeeze until I was sure she had finally went limp. No oxygen and a pulse that slowly >
> home. "And in this labyrinth where night is blind," Beverly Katz came face to face with Chesapeake Ripper and his fatal touch. It was so >
> Beverly Katz, sliced for all to see. I was quite proud of what I had done. Will Graham had persuaded the poor analyst to sneak into my >
> bars of the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane and truly broken him when he had laid his little puppy-dog eyes on >
{I had wanted him to embrace the madness, to break before succumbing to his darkness and full potential. I had already sent him behind the >