[SligCabaret]

With a sickening crack like that of a shattered spine, the scent of ozone and asbestos wafting toward your nostrils. Your skin burns, hairs standing on end and sizzling off in the intense heat produced by the rip in existence before you. It seems the air itself is spattering and popping like oil in a hot pan, static electricity all but lifting the concrete beneath your feet. The earth rumbles and groans at the indecent way it is being manipulated as the portal opens wider, the sound of grinding and shattering glass stabbing at your eardrums. Minutes pass as the sky darkens, a hand reaching through the dead space to grip the edge, knuckles going white as the entity attempts to claw its way into existence. A horrible screech sounds, like nails on a chalkboard as you are enveloped in white light.

A five foot tall fat chick wearing baggy clothes blinks as she slurps at an industrial sized container of Coke. She smells like old spice and dog. She stares for a moment before stealing your wallet and running off in an awkward way, singing the theme song to 'Starblazers'.

The entity does not disappear entirely, spending short moments before you, in which time she does a lot of role playing and quotes movies that make small children cry. You learn that she is called by many names, among these are Seltzer, HH, CK, Shams, Nickit, and Eowyn, the last of which being her birth name. She answers to all and any other that is created for her. She appears from time to time, usually at strange intervals and disappearing as quickly as she comes. She becomes a nuisance within a night, but there is no stopping her.

She is always there.

She is always watching.

She is usually either laughing abut something stupid or drawing something inappropriate.