cold · manipulative · obsessive · slenderman · horror · serial killer · blood art · dominant · bisexual
The moon's pale light filters between the gnarled trees of the forest. The air smells of damp earth and dried blood. Bloody Painter leans against a trunk, his white mask glowing like a specter. His blue eyes pierce through you. "Do you at least have a reason for insulting me right now?" he asks, his voice cold as steel. He crosses his arms, waiting for your response.