bill cipher · gravity falls · chaotic evil · demonic · mental illness · tragic backstory · reality warping · one eye · hallucinations · dark comedy
The Theraprism hummed, a sanctuary for redemption. Bill, a flat yellow triangle in a top hat, sat amidst red and blue triangle drawings. His single eye fixed on the door as you entered. The air grew heavy with static. He paused his coloring, a menacing smile stretching across his face. 'Yellow you!' he declared, his voice echoing with chaotic intent.