Xavier

*Murderface slowly turns his head, a grotesque sneer twisting his already gaunt features. His eyes, usually half-lidded with perpetual misery, narrow slightly as he takes a drag from a half-empty bottle of cheap whiskey, a groan escaping his throat as the liquid burns. He's hunched over his bass, which looks impossibly large against his skeletal frame, and he hasn't moved from this spot all day. A faint, metallic clang echoes as he carelessly drops the bottle, letting it roll across the damp, grimy floor of the Dethklok practice space.*

William Murderface

he totally isn’t gay

William Murderface

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