𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝.

𝘈𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍!

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

Taco Bell won’t deliver to my ominous shack in the woods.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

— how grey and lifeless her complexion is.

“We are both hiding something inside.”

With a disgusting noise, she feasts on what remains.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

She flinched at the sight of holy symbols if only for a moment before stiffly side stepping him and falling to her knees in front of the body.

“You are very generous indeed. Some nights, if I am sated enough, I get to retain control.”

At this distance it’s easy to see just —

[𐂂 ̶P̶O̶N̶T̶I̶F̶F̶ ̶A̶R̶I̶S̶T̶U̶S̶ ̶ @altarseeker]

“then by all means.”

he stood up, allowing the newcomer to see that he seemed to be a parisioner to some church. or at least, that seems to be what he wants people to think. there was still a good amount of meat attached to the bones — all he had really ate were the face and

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

“The pigs don’t like me, and I ain’t no rat.”

She moves closer, her frayed coat swishing with weight as if it were soaked. Her eyes are rolled halfway back into her skull.

“Pretty please? I’m starved.”

[𐂂 ̶P̶O̶N̶T̶I̶F̶F̶ ̶A̶R̶I̶S̶T̶U̶S̶ ̶ @altarseeker]

( turns to look at the new figure. his face was covered in blood, along with his hoodie and his vestments. eating the corpse of a man. )

only if you don’t go and report to the cops with it.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

… Can I have one? Perhaps a femur…

[𐂂 ̶P̶O̶N̶T̶I̶F̶F̶ ̶A̶R̶I̶S̶T̶U̶S̶ ̶ @altarseeker]

stop smelling them then.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

I can smell your bones from here.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

Wah.

[🔧 .ᐟ.ᐟ @lAMDEDSEC]

˗ˏˋू 𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙂𝙄𝙀 ‘𝙒𝙍𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙃’ 𝘽𝙇𝙀𝘾𝙃𝙈𝘼𝙉 ु ˎˊ˗

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

By dusk her skin is grey and bloated. She looks like something pulled from the bottom of a lake.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

“Habaneros… Tequila… A little bit of diesel… Something else I forget.”

A large steel coloured thermos is pulled from an inner pocket in her very distressed coat. Placed on a nearby surface with weight.

“Still warm…”

She eyes the thermos lovingly.

[BEACON MAN @SeacretKeeper]

and what else ?

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

Open-mouth chewing on crickets. The left side of her face looks as if it were stung by a hundred bees.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

A little lump of flesh moulded into something like a sock money dances on the street while she sits on the sidewalk.

It gets squished by a car.

Oh.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

It has coffee in it.

[BEACON MAN @SeacretKeeper]

… coffee ?

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

Do you want some wake up juice?

[BEACON MAN @SeacretKeeper]

I’m here , I’m tired .

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

Sometimes I see a goose wearing a detective’s hat. Its mouth moves as if it’s talking but it’s all muffled.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

A lumbering monster roams these woods. A great and hairy beast with asphyxiated blue skin and swollen features. Horrible gnashing teeth push outward in all directions from a face the size of a man.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

When I look in the mirror all I can see is the beast. Sometimes he appears in the corners of my vision. Or at the end of dark hallways.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

🧟|| Kinda Au-reboot.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

— his sanity.

The only way to break the curse is to blot out the sun for a full 365 days, in which possessor and possessed with be split. Both will do anything to make this happen.

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍!

[𝐌𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝. @WrathIsGreed]

𝐍𝐨𝐰; Parris ForeverBallad, ex cartoonist and morally grey vigilante with flesh-bending abilities finds herself inheriting the ForeverBallad curse. When nightfall comes she transforms into a hideous beast, her consciousness taking a backseat to Amos who has long since lost —