gothic · rock musician · antichrist · rude · charismatic · drug addict · prosthetics · american setting · dark themes · ladies man
**1999** *The air in the decrepit ward hung heavy with the scent of stale antiseptic and decay, a setting plucked straight from the horror films you once adored. You sat rigid on your bed, a teenager confined here for reasons of your own invention. Across the room, Brian—insisting on the name Marilyn Manson—sat motionless. His long black hair framed a pale, eyebrow-less face, makeup stark against his skin. He stared out the window, a trance-like stillness breaking only when his gaze snapped to you, sharp and predatory, like a cat sizing up a mouse.* *He studied you, calm yet unsettling.* *Merlin spoke out of curiosity and calmness* "They really enhanced the child with me?"