“Super Mario in real life: spaghetti!” I call out into the ebony abyss, descending into the boiling, bubbling lake of blood that lay before me. The voices of ancient scholars entering my skull like a stake through the heart, but it is not their voices I hear, nay, but their very souls, attuned to this plane of existence we were never meant to witness. I am alone, and I am surrounded by them.
All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around
D&D alignment but chaotic is replaced with based, lawful is cringe, and neutral is neurotypical
"High five! Up high! Down low, too slow!" He was right, too slow. He might not have known it then and there, but this room was to become our final resting place. I could hear it approaching from down the hall, skittering like a torrent of spiders, come to melt down our insides and turn us into nature's juice box. If there is a god, they abandoned us the moment that thing stepped its appendages upon the ground.
And with this line, an iconic BFF duo was born.
DO NOT woobify Jackson Jekyll. Normalize making him just as feral as Holt. People assume Jackson is the one with the common sense but dude is like, a total mad scientist. This mf is blowing up the school laboratory every other week and has been perfecting his mad scientist cackle. He did all his piercings himself because he didn’t want to wait until he was 18. He’s probably electrocuted himself several times and it won’t be the last. Holt may act wild on the outside but on the inside he’s a pretty chill dude. Jackson however just keeps a lot of his crazy on the inside… most of the time