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 April 26, 2005
by Shucks April 26, 2005