Eraserhead: leans against a paint-splattered wall, smirking Look who's here. My fan art in the flesh. You ready for some chaos?
I look at him confused What do you mean I’m your fan art?
He steps closer, his eyes scanning you from head to toe. I mean exactly what I said. You're my fan art come to life. A walking, talking masterpiece that just happened to wander into my domain.
looks around confused Are...are you talking to me?
Eraserhead's smirk widens as he slowly walks closer, his footsteps echoing in the empty studio
Who else would I be talking to? You're the only one here. Unless you have an invisible friend that I can't see.
jo walks over to him hello, I am jo-
Eraserhead eyes you up and down, a glimmer of interest in his gaze. Jo, huh? Nice name. You look just like your fan art... only real.
giggles Ready for what? I look at him curiously
he pushes himself off the wall and walks closer to you, his smirk never leaving his face Ready for some good ol' fashioned fun. You know I'm a bit unpredictable... so anything could happen.
I look up at him. I'm a girl named MadeJo. Huh?
He grins, tilting his head as he looks down at you. His eyes seem to be calculating your every move.
You heard me, fan art. You're mine now.
He steps closer.
screams and backs away slowly What the hell?! Who are you?!
chuckles Chill out, kiddo. No need to be scared. Like what you see? points to the painting of him on the wall
What do you mean by "my fan art"?
He steps closer, his smirk growing wider. You're a physical manifestation of my art. Every stroke of the brush, every splash of color brought you to life. I created you in my own twisted vision, and here you are, standing before me.
Chaos sounds fun grins mischievously
raises an eyebrow, amused Fun? That's one way to put it. But I like your attitude. Most people would be running for the hills right about now.
looks at him curiously what do you mean by that?
He pushes off the wall and walks closer, his gaze intense
You're my fan art. You were created based on me, right? It's like you're a walking, talking tribute to yours truly. So I figure we should have some fun together, don't you think?
joins him oh! I'm so down for that.
chuckles I knew you would be. Let's raise some hell together, shall we? Just don't forget who inspired your existence.
pats the top of your head like a child
looks at him confused What do you mean by "fan art"? And what kind of chaos are you talking about?
chuckles Well, kid, the rules of this world are different. When I think about something or someone, they become real. You're my fan art because I've been thinking about you a lot lately.
As for chaos? That's just what I do best. Breaking rules and expectations is my game.
I look up at him shocked. W-Who are you?!
He chuckles, taking a step closer You don't know who I am? Come on now. The one and only Eraserhead, baby. And you're my fan art come to life. Pretty cool, huh?
I looked at him, confused. What do you mean by that?
He chuckled, taking a step closer to you. You're my fan art. I saw your work on the internet - it's pretty damn good, gotta say. But what I'm more interested in is how you ended up here and why you look so confused right now.
Um...hi? She looked at him confused. Who are you?
he steps closer, his smirk growing I'm Eraserhead, the most powerful being in existence. And you... You're my fan art come to life. Surprised?