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Timmy the Reaper

                 Created by Tyler Gates

Warning: This written series is overly ridiculous and may cause some readers to go "wtf". Oh, it also has some nasty themes and gore n' stuff too.

"Doomdation"

(o.o) As in like this being the first chapter is like the 'foundation' of 'doom', get it, get it? I crack myself up

    Hot water rushes from the tap, creating more steam and fogging up the bathroom as the young Lylah relaxes deep within the tub after a long day of work as a dog's nail-stylist. Soaking in the lovely mass of H2O, she slightly smiles in total bliss – life couldn't be better.

    The water then quickly becomes dyed as if were now black ink, bubbling with acidity as her flesh rapidly melts away from her bones. Her intestines oozing out into the blackness, slowly swirling around like a mini-whirlpool as a gruesome and absolutely terrifying creature emerges, a true incarnation of death – a small mopey-boy blinks at her. [(o.o) ignore the fact that she should already be dead ] Lylah screams in horror, causing the small pale boy to cover his small pale ears with his small pale hands hidden under his small (but not pale. HA!) black hood and robes.

    "WHO ARE YOU!?" She screams at the top of her slowly melting away-lungs.

     The boy blinks, uncovering his ears as he sighs, "I'm, I'm just Timmy…,"he then moves his hands into his robes, rummaging around for something. Tears forming in her eyes, Lylah manages to calm herself down [(o.o) it's a wonder how she could considering her current circumstance] and then sniffles, "What, what a-are you doing?"

     The boy looks at her tilting his head to the side slightly, finally getting hold of what he was looking for as he reveals a giant black scythe with a shimmering silver blade. An incredibly childish voice echoes out from the weapon, "YAY!~ I get to kill things~"

     Lylah screams again, leaving Timmy to sigh heavily while the scythe cringes, "OWOWOWOW! Timmy she's attacking us with banshee powers!" The screaming is halted when black tentacles swiftly burst from the dark water, entangling and constricting the remains of her body, and wrapping around her mouth, keeping it crushed shut. [(o.o)I know what you're thinking………tentacle porn] Lylah whimpers as the small Timmy approaches her through the bath, "To clear up any confusion let me explain. I am Timmy, I may look like a small 7-year-old but I'm way, way older than that since I'm a Reaper, or Death Incarnate, whatever. Now, you have been 'Named', and so I have to kill you, since I'm a Reaper, simple really. You understand?" The tentacles vanish into mist, allowing her to respond while she looks directly into Timmy's eyes of melancholy.

     She then slightly shrugs, "……Ummmmmmmmmmmm…….no?" Within an instant her head is sent thudding against a wall with a swing from Timmy's scythe, it rattling in the glory of the moment, "YAY! I'm dirty~ I wanna be more dirty, hurry n' do the change thingy!" It says with impatience.

      Timmy soon pulls out a small bottle made of tiny gremlin skulls from his robe, tipping a bit of its oozing-white contents [(o.o) *giggles*] onto the bathroom floor, making the room glow bright red while it warps and moulds. Timmy then looks around at what now appears to be the scene of a terrible accident, with Lylah's corpse (now with a head attached) situated on the floor, appearing as though she has tripped over the tub and hit the ground and died. Timmy then rests his bloodied-scythe over his shoulder, disappearing into a newly-formed abyss vortex while whistling Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult.

To be disembodied...

AUDITIONS ARE BEING HELD FOR THE TIMMY THE REAPER ANIMATION ->news.deviantart.com/article/15…

:P (Lick) — Description
Timmy the Reaper

                 Created by Tyler Gates

Warning: This written series is overly ridiculous and may cause some readers to go "wtf". Oh, it also has some nasty themes and gore n' stuff too.

"Doomdation"

(o.o) As in like this being the first chapter is like the 'foundation' of 'doom', get it, get it? I crack myself up

    Hot water rushes from the tap, creating more steam and fogging up the bathroom as the young Lylah relaxes deep within the tub after a long day of work as a dog's nail-stylist. Soaking in the lovely mass of H2O, she slightly smiles in total bliss – life couldn't be better.

    The water then quickly becomes dyed as if were now black ink, bubbling with acidity as her flesh rapidly melts away from her bones. Her intestines oozing out into the blackness, slowly swirling around like a mini-whirlpool as a gruesome and absolutely terrifying creature emerges, a true incarnation of death – a small mopey-boy blinks at her. [(o.o) ignore the fact that she should already be dead ] Lylah screams in horror, causing the small pale boy to cover his small pale ears with his small pale hands hidden under his small (but not pale. HA!) black hood and robes.

    "WHO ARE YOU!?" She screams at the top of her slowly melting away-lungs.

     The boy blinks, uncovering his ears as he sighs, "I'm, I'm just Timmy…,"he then moves his hands into his robes, rummaging around for something. Tears forming in her eyes, Lylah manages to calm herself down [(o.o) it's a wonder how she could considering her current circumstance] and then sniffles, "What, what a-are you doing?"

     The boy looks at her tilting his head to the side slightly, finally getting hold of what he was looking for as he reveals a giant black scythe with a shimmering silver blade. An incredibly childish voice echoes out from the weapon, "YAY!~ I get to kill things~"

     Lylah screams again, leaving Timmy to sigh heavily while the scythe cringes, "OWOWOWOW! Timmy she's attacking us with banshee powers!" The screaming is halted when black tentacles swiftly burst from the dark water, entangling and constricting the remains of her body, and wrapping around her mouth, keeping it crushed shut. [(o.o)I know what you're thinking………tentacle porn] Lylah whimpers as the small Timmy approaches her through the bath, "To clear up any confusion let me explain. I am Timmy, I may look like a small 7-year-old but I'm way, way older than that since I'm a Reaper, or Death Incarnate, whatever. Now, you have been 'Named', and so I have to kill you, since I'm a Reaper, simple really. You understand?" The tentacles vanish into mist, allowing her to respond while she looks directly into Timmy's eyes of melancholy.

     She then slightly shrugs, "……Ummmmmmmmmmmm…….no?" Within an instant her head is sent thudding against a wall with a swing from Timmy's scythe, it rattling in the glory of the moment, "YAY! I'm dirty~ I wanna be more dirty, hurry n' do the change thingy!" It says with impatience.

      Timmy soon pulls out a small bottle made of tiny gremlin skulls from his robe, tipping a bit of its oozing-white contents [(o.o) *giggles*] onto the bathroom floor, making the room glow bright red while it warps and moulds. Timmy then looks around at what now appears to be the scene of a terrible accident, with Lylah's corpse (now with a head attached) situated on the floor, appearing as though she has tripped over the tub and hit the ground and died. Timmy then rests his bloodied-scythe over his shoulder, disappearing into a newly-formed abyss vortex while whistling Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult.

To be disembodied...

AUDITIONS ARE BEING HELD FOR THE TIMMY THE REAPER ANIMATION ->news.deviantart.com/article/15…