I have been possessed by my black-and-silver (with red eyes!) plushie of Cthulhu. This seems to be the only graspable explanation for my more... conservative neighbors, who were shocked and appalled by my apparent mutation.
Mutation, hah! I just have intricate patterns in black over half of my face and along one arm, and red 'jewels' under the other eye with that whole "dripping crimson fire" type imagery.
And black pants and a red-and-gold shirt. And intense red nails and lipstick. To go with blackened eyebrows and the usual red hair that seems to be more like fur due to the fact that I spent overlong in the shower this afternoon.
Really, does anyone else have hair that gets rougher when it's washed a little too long? But I digress.
So.
I have been possessed by a large gothic stuffed 'animal' made to vaguely resemble the ultimate evil (or something like it) as described by Lovecraft. At least, that's what the woman across the hall thinks, after her initial reaction of "No. I don't approve."
Which was met, appropriately I think, by "I don't care."
And that was the end of that. So she gave me chocolate.
But then, she's Catholic, and I'm testing out a possible costume for my next convention.
Mutation, hah! I just have intricate patterns in black over half of my face and along one arm, and red 'jewels' under the other eye with that whole "dripping crimson fire" type imagery.
And black pants and a red-and-gold shirt. And intense red nails and lipstick. To go with blackened eyebrows and the usual red hair that seems to be more like fur due to the fact that I spent overlong in the shower this afternoon.
Really, does anyone else have hair that gets rougher when it's washed a little too long? But I digress.
So.
I have been possessed by a large gothic stuffed 'animal' made to vaguely resemble the ultimate evil (or something like it) as described by Lovecraft. At least, that's what the woman across the hall thinks, after her initial reaction of "No. I don't approve."
Which was met, appropriately I think, by "I don't care."
And that was the end of that. So she gave me chocolate.
But then, she's Catholic, and I'm testing out a possible costume for my next convention.