#abol

Drawn by Ishida1694

From left to right:

Seether Black, the Ringmaster

Hoody the Pig, the sick butcher

Bojo the Clown, the psychoberserker

Seraphine the Executioner, the gothic contortionist

Gungarus and Yulaan— the Skullcrusher Double— love Planet Naraka. They love the brutal, chain-linked underground fight clubs that have no rules. They love the explosive import-car street races and edgelord-gangsta kvltvr around it. They love the awful nü metal "jumpdafuckup" concerts from bands with names like Monkeynutz and Brayn Payne with musicians who use high levels of qi control for suicidal stage antics to show how mentally ill they are. They love the macho rugged space mercs with big guns and Y2K aesthetic military gear. And they love abusement parks.

Planet Naraka is absolutely a mess of late 90s/early 2000s edge, and one aspect of that edginess that lives on is that of evil circus freaks (probably best exemplified by Slipknot).

Naraka is nothing if not desperate to revel in that sort of Douche Age insanity. You have these Abusement Parks like Sevedy Mickette's Magickal Mephistarian Exhibition. The Abol people of Planet Naraka seem to love casual, wonton violence and psycho-exploitation, and abusement parks are the most "1998 edgelord" thing imaginable. You know how Marilyn Manson's musical style? A lot of his earlier/most famous music has this sort of demented industrial carnival swing and aesthetic to it.

Abolian abusement parks are the evil carnivals his music was set to. Condemned criminals and subabolians on death row are often paraded through these things to be victims of sadomasochistic carnies and psychotic circusfreaks. It's like if the PS1 game Thrill Kill and the arcade game CarnEvil were used as inspiration for real parks by someone who thinks Coal Chamber, Mudvayne, Insane Clown Posse, and Otep are the baddest badasses who ever walked.

You have Hoody the Pig. He comes in saying "I have the body of a pig," then snorts, "I'll eviscerate your ass!" and shoves a weird electric butcher's knife/chainsaw combo up a condemned's ass, destroying him from the inside.

However, the one the Skullcrusher Double saw first was sometime in the middle of their current Execution Exhibition, where this cute little goffik contortionist—Seraphine the killer contortionist— flipped and twirled with bladed shoes, decapitating one Abol and then stretching & contorting her body around a second before unwinding in such a way that he seemed lucky at first— her crotch right in his face— only for all his limbs fell off in a bloody mess and his ribs to burst through his chest. Neither Gungarus or Yulaan know how she did that, but she just did a bow and pranced off before the ringmaster waltzed on, smacking another condemned fool in the nuts with his skullheaded can, and announced the next set of events to a cheering and televised crowd.

Then you had Bojo. The clown. A goffik clown with Abolian schizophrenia. Mir (a goth girl Yulaan knows on Earth Prime) met Bojo during one of his docile moments before. Seemed nice enough, if a bit crazy and murderous. Despite his orc-like tusks, he could conceivably pass as a human well enough.

But once he's a clown? He becomes Bojo the Psychoberseker. Big, fat, twisted, and psychotic.

The ringmaster, Seether Black, was likely either a vampire or mutant. He was also one of the few "correctly proportioned" males, which made him a downright prettyboy compared to the orc-like beefcakes that Abolian males usually were. He was like crossing Alice Cooper with Charles Manson.

"Don't you mean Marilyn Manson?"

"I know what I said." Seether Black is edgelord supreme. He was a horribly abused kid whose bullies often tried killing him and forcing him to commit suicide, so eventually one day he snapped and crucified them, one by one. Their crosses still stand, and some of their bodies have rotted away, though for a couple he poured molten mercury down their throats to turn them into macabre statues.

Seether Black finds beauty in madness.

Seether Black literally killed the Goddess of Naraka, and keeps her body as an ornament. It's his vengeance against heaven, and he refuses to be a slave to a dead god or a society that doesn't care about him.

Yeah, Naraka is a world of 90s psychosploitation. Like that one kid, Maxxi Yazzi, who just wanted to be your friend. If he cut you open and ate your organs and lived inside you, you'd be friends FOREVER! But you rejected him, and now he's sad and psychotic and going to spill his organs out.

???: I'm quite use to receiving curious stares from time to time, with a humanoid face one usually gets quite a bit of attention. On the other hand though I can't help my stare myself, you are very lovely I must say~

???: Other than myself where I live, there is my mother as well. Though her fur may not be as dark as yours nor as light as mine either, it's a very lovely golden brown! There are no more than the two of us as my mother moved from her homeland quite sometime ago.

Room Study | Abol's Room

A safe haven from the pressures of living up to expectations. This is a place where Abol can breathe. Turn on some music. Maybe compose something. Anything as long as his brain is turned off.