#horror!!

With a soft shudder of breath, Frankenstein wakes. Raizel is steadfast at his side. Candle smoke fumes, heady and keen. Muscle and bone snags, as Frankenstein raises. Raizel helps him up as he struggles to find purchase on the oversoft mattress and mountain of sheets, which startles Frankenstein, but he can hardly summon power nor couth to protest. Frankenstein prods the sheets groggily off of himself as though they were gobs of sink-sand, leeched to him, looking distantly down at his hands were they a thousand miles away. "Wh—ere…" "Be calmed," Raizel assures. "You are under my protection. We are in the log cabin, some way from Bran." There is a slack pause. "Where Gideon rests outside," he adds.

My name is highlighter with PaP or pictured as perfect! Me and some friends created this object show/webcomic and it’s a few years in the making now. Close enough that we will soon be ready to launch our first episode if we get some help

AND THATS WHERE YOU COME IN!

We are currently looking for voice actors, animators, background character designers, music composers, and people to help with 3d modeling, and background artist! Wow that’s a lot huh?

Unfortunately as we are minors this would be an unpaid production but your name will be featured in the credits and you will be given thanks at the end of each posted episode

Major production work will be starting this summer, DMs are open if you have questions and the server will be listed below!

**And here’s how to audition for voice acting**

Each character folder has a few listed lines. We ask that you record you reciting those lines in a few different tones. We also ask that you provide at least one improv line for that character

**For background character and background art in general**

We ask that for backgrounds you provide at least four backgrounds

And for background characters we just ask that you show us at least one character you’ve made and we can go from there!

**you do not need professional experience!!**

We ourselves are no professionals and are doing this for us. To make friends and enjoy a fandom we’re all a big part of. So no stress if your new ;]

**horror!!**

This is a horror comic!! There will be gore, death, violence, weapons, drugs, alcohol, SH, abuse, etc.. this is made for a young adult and up audience.. if any of these things may cause you distress we ask you not to put yourself through that..

**thank you, and we hope to see you soon!!**

-creator of PaP.. Highlighter

https://discord.gg/ZfyeedAfY [server discord]

micii0372 [creators discord]

dizzynyra [co-creators discord]

TRYING TO GET AS MUCH HELP AS WE CAN!! PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU SEE THIS OR ARE INTERESTED!

‘ yeah, i’m NOT gonna follow a blood trail into a creepy dark place, thanks.’ | @jesterofinaba​ sent !

↳ horror starters | accepting !

     “Just what sort of detective are you?” 

     As if he really needed to ask. Goro knew more than enough about Adachi to make an educated guess, and their time together hadn’t exactly proven friendly and light-hearted. When they weren’t at odds they seemed to keep mostly to themselves, communicating only when necessary. Trusting such a man was like trusting a hungry wolf not to bite. A single moment of weakness could prove fatal, and if it came down to it Goro would have no qualms in sacrificing the man to save himself. It was just unfortunate that they stood a better chance of surviving if they worked together.

     “Please feel free to stay out here if it makes you feel better. The cold darkness of the forest would welcome you, I’m sure. When you decide to be a big boy you can join me inside.” 

     Eyes narrowed, their malice glinting in the soft light of the flashlight in his hand. If only they were able to use their Personas in this bizarre place--they might actually stand a decent chance. But Goro was still unsure of exactly where they were. When he had opened his eyes he had found himself earnestly wondering whether or not he was still dreaming in the real world somewhere; a crashed police car on the side of a forested road hardly rung familiar. A trick of whoever--whatever--ruled over this space. An old, malevolent god, perhaps--certainly not Maruki, not anymore. They had a bigger threat to deal with, and for all intents and purposes they were powerless.