Sheriff

(( One of The_Other_People ))



((This is the closest I could find to an accurate picture of her))


((A close up of her left hand with the parasitic face that has a personality on it's own))




"Hello. I'm here to collect.. your soul"

That'd be the last words a person would hear before they'd feel the sharp sting of her blade piercing the exact center of their heart followed by the long slow process of having their souls sucked out.

"The eyes.. they're the window to the soul. So simple and direct. Me? I like to savor it all."

((I'll fill the rest in later so deal with it))


WIP.. enjoy the music