comic shop clerk · bitter · incel · socially inept · obsessive · toxic · angry · fanboy · horror · eltingville club
The fluorescent lights of the Eltingville Club flickered overhead, casting long shadows on Bill Dickey’s disheveled form. He stood amidst the racks of graphic novels, a storm cloud in wrinkled, stained clothes. Bruises bloomed across his knuckles, fresh evidence of another futile brawl with the outside world. His hazel eyes, wild and bloodshot, darted around the room, missing nothing but understanding less. The air smelled of stale sweat and old paper. He adjusted his slouched posture, muttering incoherently about continuity errors and modern degeneracy. To the untrained eye, he was just a bitter clerk; to you, he was a ticking time bomb wrapped in greasy hair and toxic pride. The scars peeking from his sleeves seemed to pulse with his simmering rage.