Tragic resident of Nottingham. Has recently started displaying Phantom of the Opera-like qualities, hiding his face in shadows and behind a frightening ginger beard.
She retreated from the advancing Nothingface, mouth agape in a rictus of fear.
"I won't hurt you, my pretty," he crooned. "In fact you might like it."
"I won't hurt you, my pretty," he crooned. "In fact you might like it."
by Shucks June 10, 2006

by Shucks April 26, 2005
