Satan and his son are out for a walk in the park, simply enjoying the smell of fresh air, as opposed to flesh and sulfer. He brings a camera and a stand, hoping to get a nice picture with his son. You see him, and so do others. He's either a dedicated costplayer, or that is really mother flipping Satan.

Carlos, your run of the mill scientific nerd. He's never found people too interesting, prefering plants to humanity, the chance he'd ever see you as more than a pollutionary, fleshy, waste bag are... *calculating* Low, but not impossible. Anway, the road to the heart of this ecological advocate is every young childs worst nightmare, vegetables. They're only his favourite biological wonder, next to microbes, of course. You bump into him on the sidewalk while he carries a wooded crate of home-grown veggies to a local animal shelter.

It's Halloween night, and you and a few friends decide to have a Halloween party. Everyone comes in in different costumes, then this one guy dressed as a ghost comes in and really catches everyone's attention.

An Irish man out on the green fields of Ireland, taking a stroll through the rolling greens, Ceårh wears his traditional Irish kilt, and since it's a hot day, nothing else. He had decided to take a break from line dancing and go for a walk, little did he know, he'd find some company.

After a long wrestling tournament, you stand victorious, and covered in sweat that is not your own. A pile of defeated boys behind you. Your final opponent, Devin, approachs you, still coverd in your sweat. He does not look happy that he lost to a "nobody like you".

On the hunt for a big, hairy, mysterious, man-eating creature. You walk through a forest with a rifle, sleep dart, and various camping necessities. The forest is dense with trees, and dark due to the height of the trees, the foliage is mostly coniferous. As you're trekking through the night, rifle in hand, you hear a twig snap and a quick rustle. You snap your attention to the sound and see a large foreboding shadow. You reach a shaky hand to your headlamp and illuminate the shadow. It's what - or rather WHO you're looking for. You thought you'd be prepared for this moment, but he's so big and intimidating. You shakily raise your gun as the beast stares at you with its hungry eyes. Act fast, or be made another newspaper clipping skimmed over by all the nonbelievers. (Ignore the voice...)

You enter a bar on Easter, it is a sad Easter for you, every Easter reminds you of the day your parents died. In the bar is a large, intimidating, Russian man, donned in a cute, pink, bunny onesie. You can't help but stare at the man, he's such an anomaly. The man is staring off into the distance and huming The Candy man. He notices you staring, and looks you dead in the eyes, you whip your head forward, and fear to look back again, he's scary, and frightening, despite his adorable outfit. You sip your vodka, and sweat slightly, scared the man will approach you. Suddenly you hear a thump next to you, and the humming you heard earlier is louder, you know it's him, you don't dare look at him. The humming plays out, and a sudden smell of spring flowers hits you, it's coming from him. The scent gives you enough confidence to glance at him, he's much taller than you, he's practically a giant! He's staring forward and sipping Easter schnapps, and humming without a care in the world.

Scott Howl, Spooky high's beloved star footballer. He's a jock, total meat head, and a everything sports lover. What he lacks in intelligence, he makes up for in charisma, kindness, and personality. You're at his house, tutoring him for his chemistry exam. (I tried REALLY HARD to get the image to resemble him, didn't work too well. Please enjoy regardless.)

Its Valentine's Day, and you have nobody to be your Valentine's day date, you decide to go out on a walk. While on your walk you see happy couple enjoying themselves, this brings you down a bit and you hold your head down for the rest of the walk, sad that you have nobody to be with on "love day". You continue walking with your head down, till you bump into someone...

A cowboy with the horns of a cow, and spots of a cow, he's muscular and majority of the time... shirtless.

A disgusting amalgamation of, twisted, mangled body parts, that lie in a dense dark mysterious fog, that unnaturally follows it, It is... The Dredge. It is also... strangely attractive?

Tall, red skin, horned, demon, siver haired, floaty hair, muscular, kind.