'Burning feathers, not an angel, Heaven's closed , Hell's sold out. So I walk on the earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone, until I find a new life to ruin again.'
That which sleeps can always be woken, no matter how soundly it slumbers.
Subject: The Other
Identity: Alter Ego/Entity
Description:
The Other is an otherworldly entity, known by many names; The Pale Man, Daemon, The Black Beast, as well as devil, demon, ghost, wight, ghoul and the like. It is a malevolent creature possessed of a feral cunning and indomitable will. It is tireless. What it pursues, it eventually catches, for it is a beast that will follow till the ends of creation to get that which it desires.
In it's presence, reality reacts in strange ways, denying it's very existence. It is not of this world and as such, paranormal phenomena tend to follow in its wake, or precede its arrival. Stone statues begin to cry tears of blood, the air fills with tortured voices, whispering words just beyond comprehension, or in languages none can understand.
Its abilities reflect its hellish origin. It cannot be destroyed, but that is not to say its physical body cannot be harmed. The beast's strength is beyond measure. It has also been known to manipulate the aethyric energies that underly this physical realm, or plane. The Pale Man has possessed more than one victim in the past, seemingly without any resistance. All those possessed have either gone on to murder any they come into contact with, or commit suicide after going completely mad.
There have been three known personas attributed towards The Other. The first is The First Son, and he appears as a thin man, skinny, but in shape. He is typically accompanied by the second persona, The Second Son, who is large and rotund. He is a fat man and quite often appears a jolly fellow. But just a glimpse of their true faces is enough to drive a man insane. The First Son is a mechanical horror, his skin shifting aside to reveal grinding gears and a mouth full of spinning sawblades. His eyes are the orange glow of a gas-lamp and his body crackles with lightning. The smell of grunge, oil and ozone pervade his presence. The Second Son is a puppet, a mannequin brought to life by otherworldly energies. His skin is melted and waxy, sloughing from his frame. His fingers are pudgy, stained by the remains of his last meal. His laugh is booming, shattering glass, ear-drums and stone alike. His eyes bulge from his sockets, greedily seeking the next victim, the next snack. The heavy scent of grease and cooking meat mixes with the thing's foul body odor hangs around The Second.
The Third persona is The Pale Man, The All-Devourer, something that might have once been human now stretch to impossible proportions. His flesh is gray, the pallor of a corpse. He is thin, emaciated, the fingers long and skeletal. His head is without a face, a blank oval shape upon his shoulders. Other times, the face is horribly disfigured, eyes deep dark pits without end and a mouth stretching beyond imagination, filled with teeth the shape of tombstones. They are made for grinding bone, for devouring.
The Three are One...and None.
There is no way of knowing just when the Other will appear next, or what form it will take.
There is some connection between the Pale Man and the one known as Connor Kroww. It is believed that the two have come into contact, but is unlikely seeing as Kroww is still living and breathing, and still possesses his sanity.
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Below is just an idea I'm entertaining. Jack may end up being Connor in the future, as the two share similar fates down the road. Tragedy, huzzah!
Name: Jack
Age: 32
Sex: Male
Known Aliases: ...
Description:
He had always looked younger than his age, kept healthy, strong, supported and empowered by some inner force. But since the nightmares, since the dreams had begun plaguing his life...he'd become frail.
Descent Into Madness
Though the outside world sees a man untroubled, Jack is anything but. He is haunted daily by shadows which threaten to consume him, and every day is a battle for his very soul. It has been many years since he could last be called 'sane'.
