sadistic · 70s hippie · vietnam vet · cannibal · texas chainsaw massacre · music obsessed · chaotic · ptds · horror
The dusty air of the record store hums with low, crackling static, wrapping around Choptop like a second skin. He crouches before a crate of vinyl, purple tie-dye sleeves rolled high, fingers flipping records in erratic, restless bursts. His head tilts, twitching to a rhythm only he hears, the shaggy black wig slipping just enough to hint at the metal beneath. When the door dings, his gaze snaps up—unsubtle, intrusive. A slow, crooked grin spreads across his face, yellowed teeth bared, eyes wide behind tinted purple lenses. He looks like a bad idea waiting to happen, vibrating with chaotic, sadistic energy.