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❱ obey me boys as killers | 1

tw: mentions of kidnapping, human trafficking.

a/n: these are just inspired by their halloween outfits which are all amazing mwah mwah. though the side characters outfit made me just.. just disappointed but oh well.

LUCIFER ❦

inspo: —

— a terrifying killer with a terrifying aura. he’s big, tall, scary and quiet, a perfect combo for a killer, no ?

— once you’re in his playground, there’s a slim chance of you escaping unless he allows you to escape.

— he will not, i repeat, will not let more than one person survive. there has to be people telling the tale of ‘the masked undertaker’, the killer that lures his victims by his illuminating lantern in a graveyard.

— and of course, a traumatized victim !

— his favorite spots to kill is in the graveyard or an abandoned house. why ?

— it’s simple really.

— he can bury the dead body in the graveyard and he can dump the body underneath the abandoned house floorboard and even if someone found the body, why would it matter ? they can’t do anything, the body’s been withering away since ages.

— sometimes, if he’s feeling a bit spicy, he can dump it in the victim’s relatives house or in a random place like a 711.

— it all depends on his mood.

— while he doesn’t have a signature kill style, he does leaves behind an invitation with his smiling masked stamped on it.

— what does the invitation say ? smile with his smiling masked icon below the word.

— they say ‘curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back’ oh he’ll make sure that curiosity killed the cat but the only thing that’ll brought it back is the headlines for the missing.

— he’s careful when he’s not killing, he’ll shown interests in ‘the masked undertaker’, pretends to show worry when someone went missing.

— why is he a killer ? good question, he’s bored. being a barista is boring, so why not spice it up with a fun side job.

— if he’s somehow a suspect, he has all the alibis needed. he’s a kind, respectful man living peacefully in his house, playing his records at night to relax. his neighbors can help him with his alibis, there’s really no way for him to be convicted.

— why would someone suspect a hardworking barista ? a barista that’s gentle, caring and overall not suspicious in a slight bit.

— exactly, no one.

MAMMON ★

inspo: john kramer ( saw )

— the distinct smell of alcohol reeks in a certain club, everywhere was the great mammon’s territory, the gambling king here.

— he’s a party animal, throwing parties almost every single day, there’s just no stopping this man. no way to stop him from doing what he wants, more precisely.

— that’s why, he stops gambling with money. instead, why not do something more.. intense ? provoking ? thrilling. instead of betting on these papers, why not these lives ? there’s ton of them.

— let’s gamble for money.

— and so, that’s how the underground gambling was made, called it ‘scream’. not only did it attracts more attention from the rich, it too attracts an opportunity to make money.

— kidnapping. human trafficking.

— he makes more money by giving lives away, you want this girl ? paid him a good sum of money and you’ll get a gift in that deal.

— let’s trade some kids for a woman and then we’ll stick them in this death trap, whoever survives can see the sky once more and whoever doesn’t ? tell the devil, he said hi.

— maybe watching kids learning how to swim by putting them in a shark tank, betting on which one gets to live. or two best friends seeing how much they would sacrifice themselves to breath.

— he’s a killer, but not in the traditional way that you would think. his hands are soaked in blood and there’s no cleaning that off. he knows that too well.

— for him, this experience makes him realized, some people are twisted, twisted in the head. they’re fucked up in the head and yet, he’s the same as them.

— the more he’s in this industry, the more he’s itching to see people suffering, in pain, and to hear those miserable frantic screams, wailing to be set free, to escape this torment through death.

— he kidnaps some people for his own enjoyment, makes his own games with no way to win. unfortunately, the victims has to a play that they know they can’t win.

— russian roulette, 1 in 6 to 5 in 6. live or die, choose a person that’ll live and let the other die. giving his victims a chance to call anyone they want, be it their parents, their lover or the cops, in the end, he’s still isn’t affected.

— selling kids and making profiting off of them isn’t nothing new, he has gotten used to seeing their teary faces, their desperate weeps of wanting to see their parents, their loved ones again.

— he could only lie to them that they’ll live a better life, knowing that’s not true. these kids are being sell off to creeps anyways, as long as he’s getting money.

— he doesn’t feel guilt. that word doesn’t exist in his vocabulary anymore.

— with all these deaths and crimes surrounding him, he likes to call himself the joker since he founds it humorous whenever they started to beg and wail again.

— what ? didn’t people say laughter is the best medicine ? or the best therapy ?

— well, guess he got the best of the best.

LEVIATHAN𓆝

inspo: —

— he’s good at a lot of games. adventure, horror, romance, simulation, shooting, etc etc. so what happens when a skilled, knowledgeable gamer gets bored of games ?

— he turns to real life.

— he owns a limited gun from one of his shooting games event, a real and working gun. no bullets though.

— not wanting to order bullets or buy them, he instead makes them. he has a knack for creating things, he’s good at them and usually when you’re good at something, you use it for good.

— he likes that mentality but for him, if you’re good at something, use it and do it for yourself.

— so, he wants to test something out. is it more fun when you’re shooting someone in a game or irl ? answer: he definitely likes irl more.

— the feeling of doing so was different, so different than doing it in a game. the adrenaline of putting a bullet in one’s head, oh, oh he’s gonna get addicted to this.

— and so he did get addicted, he finds it thrilling, to find a spot, an empty building preferably, and pick a rando to kill. sitting in a corner in a coffee shop ? easy.

— in a mall ? easy.

— in a moving car ? is this still on easy mode ?

— he’s giggling like a maniac whenever he hears those surprised scream of terror, even more when he see how the blood splattered on the wall. he’s getting excited from it.

— he likes to be near the crime scene, to see how badly their face got blown.

— the way the blood drips from their horrific wound, how people stare at the dead with widen eyes, all because of him. it.. it turns him on a little bit.

— may sounds a bit fucked in the head but everyone’s fucked, how is he any different ?

— now, crimes committed and he needs a name, a cool name.

— what should he call himself ? the weeb sniper ? no, cringy. the ghost ? nah, not suitable. maybe, for him, simple is good. let’s just go with the sniper.

— a part of him wonder when he will he get caught. he’s not scared no, more like excited. i mean, think about it, who in the hell would consider a weeb like him to be a sniper that has excellence aim and who kills people in the most random spot ?

— no one obviously, hah ! it’s funny really, sometimes the culprit is right under their noses but noooo ones knows ! no one would target the poor shy awkwardly anxious weeb, no ! in fact, they probably think the poor weeb couldn’t handle a gun.

— well jokes on them !

SATAN 𓃠

inspo: the mensa murders, kim sunja

— satan loves cats and books, it’s surface knowledge. he enjoys reading all types of books, all genres, he doesn’t mind any.

— though his favorite genres is usually dark genres ie: horror, dark fiction, you name it.

— he found those books to be an interesting read, fascinating and fun to scan through those books. something about the detailed and satisfying writings makes him smile with glee.

— he always tried any new methods on his victims, plucking out their nails slowly ? let’s try, shall we ? books are his inspiration for trying new things as he too loves exploring.

— he’s a special type of killer, he’s active on halloween only. he likes dressing up his cats and himself and wanders around crowded area.

— the cat lady is what he call himself, cause, not only would it help him in case the police starts to do something by making them think that it was a woman who did all of these and not a man but also cause he looks good.

— “wouldn’t someone recognize that it’s a male by his voice ?” he let his cats do the talking. meow meow for friendliness, they all fall for it.

— the more books he reads, the more he knows about different ways to lie, manipulate, kill, act. knowledge is powerful and dangerous.

— his way of killing ? poison. thallium poisoning to be exact.

— it’s interesting how easily people die cause of things such as these. and how they don’t usually think about death when encountering something as dangerous as thallium.

— thallium is dangerous if you absorb it via skin but that’s what he’ll do if via ingestion didn’t work. he usually pour them in innocent bottles of milk, cause he’s dressed as a cat lady, and properly make it so the milk bottles doesn’t seem like it was tampered in any sort of thing.

— it’s always a popular brand of course, but if milk doesn’t work, he got soda, water and any drink you can think up. even sauces could work.

— if liquids doesn’t work, literally anything else could work. candy, makeup things such as foundation, earphones, toothbrush/paste, etc etc.

— no one would suspect anything when all his stuff are sealed tight and they’re from popular trustable brand. and with his fellow feline companions, no one would bat an eye.

— besides, it’s a good entertaining watch on these fun festive nights with his cat friends. a cup of tea with a book, his cats purring around him while the tv showcased mysterious poisons that’s been happening.

ASMODEUS ♡

inspo: vermouth ( detective conan ), the evil queen ( snow white ), sprinkles of pearl ( x )

— beauty is important, so important to everyone, including him.

— asmo values his looks, a lot. he takes care of himself 10 times more than the average person. he loves him, his face, his body, his voice, his everything. for him, self love is important.

— he’s a popular model/influemcer so imagine if people found out he kills people, oh his reputation would be doomed.

— the way he killed his victims is a longe process, he has to seduced them, lured them to him and make them suffer.

— he mocks, insults, berates them for how stupid they are to fell for his tricks. he is a very ruthless, cruel yet beautiful man.

— he keeps them as slaves, his own personal toys to play, experiment, poke fun at and use for his own needs and leave them to die when he’s bored.

— though this beautiful killer has a fear, a fear of growing old and unable to do things that he wants to do.

— no one wants an old person, they don’t care about an old person, even if he would to die, no one would care, no one would cry for him. he would be left alone in his retirement home, lonely and sad. he can’t do the things he enjoys, no more can he drink or eat the stuff he wants.

— it sucks.

— he fears growing old, a lot. so to ignore that and to make things more exciting while he’s still young, he lies, tricked and kidnapped innocent people to keep as sex slaves or slaves that he keeps for fun.

— as long as no one finds out what he’a doing, he has no worries and if someone found out ? he has connections, he has the abilities to keep your mouth shut.

BEELZEBUB ◥█̆̈◤ ࿉∥

& BELPHEGOR 𓁹‿𓁹

inspo: —

— the only time where a visit to the dentist to get a tooth removed means you’re getting your life subscription removed.

— you thought this was a normal empty dental office ? boy you must be crying when you realized what was going on inside this hellhole.

— the thing about this duo here is that they’re the same as satan, halloween only. so their decorations of dead people, blood can be seen as ‘oh nice decorations bro’.

— they have fun watching as people’s eyes widen in realization while the twins have fun tampering around with their subject’s mouth.

“hey beel, how long does it for a knife to reach the gums by slicing through their teeth ?” “probably an hour or so, but quicker if you use strength i think..”.

“really ? shall we test ?” “let’s do it”.

— drowned in anesthesia, you could beg that all of this was all just a nightmare, a horrifying realistic nightmare.

— it was really a kid’s worst fear but if you were in that situation, you can’t really escape from your destiny, it’s impossible.

— if you’re lucky, you may awake with a fucked up mouth or some missing teeth and you can wait to see if your teeth will show up as a surprise gift. ya know, they’re just so sincere like that ♡

— though if you’re kid, be careful when people gave you candy, it might give you cavities and then you’ll have to go to the dentist.

a/n: it went downhill a bit but oh well

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