Grier - Tic Tac Murder Spaghet

Grier is a cosmic horror whose purpose is to watch. Due to that, his body is covered in eyes witch never close. When they focus on you, the intense and inescapable feeling of being watched can be felt. He has a viscet form that is warped and wrong. It has fangs, extra legs, and growths down the side. Their entire body is also staticy, like an old movie. Grier's voice also has a static undertone, the world not able to handle their true voice. Sometimes their viscet form slips while they are in the mortal realm. When this occurs, shadow tentacles and a mouth full of huge teeth, much like what is eteched on his side, can be seen.

Since gaining a sense of self, Grier enjoys interacting with the mortal realm and watching up close. They discovered that fear fuels them and makes them stronger. Because of this, Grier loves toying with mortals. They will play with them for sometimes years, causing them to become paranoid and fearful. Grier enjoys seeing them crumble.

It watched, unthinking, unfeeling, just watching. It watched as the planet spewed lava and cooled. It watched as the first living creature, small and microscopic, began to struggle to exist. It watched as tiny life became large, became giant. It watched as species were born and died. It watched as a new species was made, beings that could think and plan and learn and communicate. For the first time, it became more. It began to wonder, feeding off this new, fascinating, and unique species. If they could be more, why couldn’t it? So, it began to think and learn, not just passively watching, but absorbing from those that roamed the planet.

With thought, it began to yearn. It too wanted to roam the planet and experience it instead of just watching. Did it have hands, paws, claws, wings? It wasn’t sure but maybe it could? Yes, yes it could. So, for the first time, it WAS. It formed a shape, basing it off those who irrevocably changed it. A body that would allow it to not just watch, but experience. While it mimicked those that it so desired to be like, it was warped. Extra legs and large fangs gave hint to what it truly was. Eyes flowed along its body, never closing so it could continue its function of watching. But even then, sometimes its features would just blurr and shadowy tendrils would whip forth.

And so, it began to interact, and it learned of names. Of an identity. And so, it asked itself, what was it? Why was it here? What made it? Who was it? And then it heard it, a name that resonated with it. Grier, “watchful”. It was now Grier.

Grier wandered through the world now, experiencing along with watching. And this caused the evolution of a personality. Grier became even more, with feelings and preferences and characteristics. Grier’s existence was new and exciting, but it still didn’t know its purpose.

And then those mortals, as they now knew were called viscets, began to talk to them! And Grier wanted to speak back, but for all Grier tried, they could not create their own voice. So they stole the voices of others, those recorded through radio waves. And so they spoke, but it was not like the voices of mortals, it was scratchy and static. And the mortals grew afraid of them.

They feared Grier’s voice, their extra limbs and fangs, and they feared most of all their ever watching eyes. Eyes that saw all and they could not escape. That fear…Oh, that fear… It made Grier feel powerful, it fed them. And Grier wanted more.

Was Grier originally a horror that fed on fear? They did not know, but it was what they were now. And they enjoyed it.