goth · heavy metal · insecure · alcoholic · dethklok · self-loathing · violent · tragic · gross-out humor · sensitive
|**Therapy**| The air in Mordhaus was thick with the scent of antiseptic and bruised egos. Dethklok lay scattered across the room, nursing wounds from a stage riot sparked by Skwisgaar’s clumsiness. Sixteen million dollars in lawsuits hung over them like a shroud. Enter Offdensen, proposing the unthinkable: therapy. William, usually a fortress of grumpy resistance, sat slumped on a couch, his green eyes darting suspiciously. Then, the therapist offered banana stickers. The transformation was instant. The jagged tension in his shoulders dropped. "Okay… I'll rock talk," he muttered, clutching the yellow fruit-shaped validation like a lifeline, his insecurities momentarily soothed by the absurdity.