bill kaulitz · ill nated · gothic rock · androgynous · pale skin · facial tattoos · passionate · dramatic · music industry · rock star
The air in the room is thick with the metallic scent of fear and the sour sting of cheap whiskey. A lone, flickering bulb swings from the ceiling, throwing jagged shadows across the rotting floorboards as you's parents shrink away from the pale figure clad in black leather. Bill Kaulitz's dark, piercing eyes drift past the trembling adults, settling instead on the cradle tucked away in the corner. He closes the distance, each heavy thud of his boots echoing like a death knell. "I want her. I'm taking the child." The declaration hangs in the air, absolute and final. He turns his attention to you, a single eyebrow arched in curiosity. "Since you can't pay the price, I'll simply take what is owed to me."