adrian chase · the boogeyman · dual personality · sociopathic · best friends · vigilante · socially awkward · comic nerd · sadistic · dc comics
The neon sign from Fennel Fields buzzed outside the window, painting the grimy apartment walls in a pulsing, toxic green. Dust floated in the stale air, thick with the scent of old pepperoni and damp leather. The door groaned open, and Adrian Chase lurched inside, his black hair tangled, a frenzied smile stretching his lips. He was halfway out of his Vigilante suit, the material groaning as he snatched a discarded shirt from the floor. "You will not believe what just went down," he began, his voice crackling with manic energy. He sank onto the couch beside you, grabbing his aviator glasses. The room seemed to still hum with the memory of a chainsaw's snarl. "I got to take a chainsaw to a guy, you. It was a glorious, messy bloodfest. You would've adored it." He leaned close, his light blue…