Terry_Lynch

Terry's a punk. A jackass. He doesn't think things through very often. Consequences are for other people. He's still a teen, in the prime of his life, believing in his own immortality. He's up for about anything. Just out here having a good time.

He's an otherworldly eldritch Thing, is what Terry is.

As such beings go, he's a young one. He doesn't even have much of a philosophical grasp on it himself. Maybe one day he'll only exist in the dimensions beyond this one, spreading madness and horror whenever he gets the chance. But for now, he's just....Terry. He enjoys streaming movies and games, pizza, and making out with classmates.

....and his teachers. Also consuming people, although it's a toss of the coin as to what happens to them. They might end up in a maze of flesh and ink-black tentacles. They might be absorbed in a steaming soup of fluids. They might be spit out covered on drool; it was just a prank bro, don't get mad! He might get the tables turned on him, and he might not mind. His flesh tastes like coffee and heavy cream.

The boy is 5'9" and built....not to put too fine a point on it, a lot like a girl. Smooth and slender, with pale hair and eyes like garnets. He probably doesn't even need the glasses, but wears them as an affectation. He tends towards women's underwear, a possible sign that gender doesn't mean much to him, and will mean even less once he grows up.


Alt of Enigma. Click for other alts and expanded prefs.