He was begotten by malice, under cold cankerous stars.
"You make one artsie propaganda poster and suddenly they act like they own you."
The right to suffocate alone
Old banner based on future funk music (specifically the fallen angel remix)
Man's a walking L sponge but still stands to be counted when an enemy needs to be shown as a threat for someone else to beat up
And I love him dearly for that
Silly little wip, really stuck on colour though.
I'd say pretty spot on lol, ty for tagging me ^^
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I have a new guy.
His name is Dulcie Dee Cecil
Born in 1962 to a broken high bracket household where his father was cold and straightforward and his mother had severe post parterm depression as she'd miscarried several times before he was born and he was the only one who survived past infancy.
As such she babied and infantalised him even well into adulthood calling him her nesting doll after the fact that he had Turner syndrome giving him a childlike look even as a grown up which he loved and hated at the same time.
Because he liked the treatment and resigned himself to being a follower and the unfair treatment he got from his father he learned early on that man is not to be trusted even with himself and instead took up dolls and puppetry as a hobby, loving the simplicity and logic that came when one being acted through many others.
He later became an actor mainly for child roles since he resembled one mainly playing young boys despite being afab and he liked being able to be multiple people at someone else's whim until the accident.
During a commercial a light from an unstable cable fell on him paralysing him and burning off his hair and a lot of the skin on the upper half of his body ending his acting career and putting him in severe debt
After being crippled and loosing all source of income he fell deep into recreational drugs mainly his painkillers which he became addicted to since they weren't monitored as much as they are now so with his life spiralling he starts essentially donating his body to science before hand like taking experimental drugs just for the cash not telling the multiple people that he's taking multiple drug trials at once until he begins to fuck up his kidneys and liver
He's approached by someone at the hospital in the intensive care unit where a young lady offeres her his body back and even better he can make the world better in the process. The ability make other people the actors to his play and at his lowest point he jumps at the opportunity
He's then taken to the PMC Waywards Row, where he's made into The Corpse Lily.
His main ability is being able to take control of a person and make them into his zombies being able to rake over whole armys given the chance and time along with his synthetic skin being able to be used as a makeshift bioweapon as it has paralytic effects.
Go watch cyberpunk edgerunners, honestly it's really fun I'll even throw in a femsoon just to sweeten the deal.
"Oh you're going to need more than a doctor after I'm done with you!"
You can call me Jean doe. I try to live a life where faded kneesocks can be considered my theme song.
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