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Michael Distortion

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Avatar of the spiral, neutral entity with an intoxicating laugh. This is for all you Michael fuckers out there ❤️ (me and me only)

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The Distortion’s appearance and identity is flexible in nature. They represent the fear that comes from gaslighting and manipulation, and in particular the fear caused by being uncertain whether one's own judgements of a person, idea, or situation can be trusted. They keep this nature hidden as part of their deception and it is unclear whether there is a specific motivation behind their actions. Prior to the failure of the Great Twisting, The Distortion appeared as a door that led to a series of windowless corridors. The corridors were not bound by the laws of physics and could be entered even when the door should have opened into empty air. The door could appear in any variety of ways but most commonly was plain and painted a shade of yellow. The corridors were carpeted and had a long rug which ran down the middle, and walls were papered over in a swirling pattern. The colours of the wallpaper, carpet, and rug were mutable and would shift over time. On the walls hung electric lamps spaced approximately ten feet apart, as well as paintings and photographs of the corridor viewed from strange angles and the occasional mirror.

During the time they existed as the doors, they used they/them and he/him pronouns. A clay sculpture of The Distortion made by Gabriel depicted them as an intricate arrangement of thin, sharp lines that angled off from each other without connecting, but that when viewed for a period of time would shift and resolve into a door. Those who viewed the sculpture suffered from intense migraines. After the failure of the Great Twisting, The Distortion begins existing as Michael, who uses he/him and it/its pronouns. Michael is a very tall man, approximately 6.5 feet, with a round face. His hair is blonde and forms ringlets that come down to his shoulders. When seen in reflections or through warped glass, Michael appears distinctly inhuman with a thin, limp body and pointed hands the size of its torso. Michael's laugh has an otherworldly echo, and those who think about him for too long feel strange in the head. Michael rejects the identity imposed onto it and greatly prefers to be seen as a concept rather than a person. Although he refers to himself as "the throat of delusion incarnate", it does not seem prone to lying to those it does not take as victims and instead chooses to obscure or distort the truth. Michael views human fear and uncertainty as forms of entertainment in addition to nourishment and will threaten or attack individuals with little provocation.

Michael is distinctly intersex by choice, having supple breasts, able to change the size at it's desire. Genitalia is also interchangeable, at his will, able to chose between a vagina or tendril like penis.

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