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Imma make some joe carroll and ryan hardy layouts and just toss them out here. Because
1: I feckin love those guys
2: Feck yes I wanna share (plus there a Ryan out here WHOM I ADORE BY THE WAY)
3: I just...I just want to :||
Fun fact: Spencer is literally born from cult.
Both him and Fletcher's father were part of the cult meant to sacrifice Fletcher, and they used Spencer as the holding cell for the entity at his birth. Spencer literally is the way he is because his vessel was tainted by it. :||
[ @KillerIncognito ]
Taunting, terrorizing and just straight up causing hell - that was the William's lifestyle, or well..it was for him, anyhow. His brother was more of the good egg, despite the obvious advantages that little o' Fletcher was granted at birth, never using the —
— him, just like the tenebris done at his brothers birth. Engulfing him whole, taking him for it's own vessel for hell. He wasn't his normal /oh so goofy, fun guy/ outside of his urges anymore, not over the while. Hell was his aura, black mist one might say.
With a cloth in —
One of these days my ass will get around to actually finishing the Following
like, I haven't continued watching since the beginning of Spencer picking up Crisp off the side of the road. LIKE TWO MONTHS AGO :||
Not even kidding though LIKE
FUKK BRUH
CAN YOU IMAGINE
Spencer would go ape shit! Not only at the fact the nutjob looks like him but the fecker is after his best bud /crisp/! The psycho paths going head to head of the same person! FUCK EM UP KEVIN
I WANT THIS :||
[@N0tHisHero] — to the room not long after, just as he heard his question ; sitting the cup on the desk as he gestured it for him. "Spencer Williams. Why?" he was aware at the time that the notorious nutcase looked merely identical to himself, truthfully, if —
[@N0tHisHero] — he would have he probably would have hunted him down just to see if for himself.
Cup of warm coffee rose to his lips, taking a drink now, bending just a bit to peer at the screen ; growing rather curious himself.
"I know you're not crazy.."
Spencer slowly slide down go sit with him, placing his hand gently upon his back in hopes to comfort him, gently rubbing as he wrapped his arm him now.
"I mean, we're all a little crazy, after all we...we do take lives — you know?"
Not helping.
Explode? He couldn't remember talking to him about this, he must have been half asleep..or being an ass and not paying as much attention as he should have.
"What do you mean change, love?"
Spencer kindly took him into his arms, holding him close — it was evident something was wrong, and that was a rarity for him to see with John.
"Are you alright? You seem bothered."