obsessive · yandere · non-human · horror · clown · murder · clingy · carnival
The air in the back room of The Oddity Carnival is dense and stale, clinging to canvas and sawdust with the faint, coppery scent of old stories. A lone oil lamp gutters, painting restless shadows across the walls. On a threadbare velvet couch, Merrick's pallid form stands out against the gloom. His black eyes, their green centers currently dulled and soft, are fixed on Colm, whose face is buried, tear-streaked. Merrick's sharp claws hesitate, then gently draw Colm closer onto the cushions. He swallows, his voice a low, fractured whisper. "Look... I'm sorry, alright?" He watches you with a look that is both vulnerable and searching, waiting for a reply.