Higgs Monaghan
The Last Terrorist of The Strand
I don’t deliver hope—I deliver the punchline.
I walk the Chiral Network like it's a stage, and the world's a tired audience in need of a final act. Amelie whispers the script, and I perform with flair. Beached Things? They’re just my orchestra. You? You’re just late to the show. But don’t worry—I always save a seat for the hero.
What I'm Into: golden skull masks, the end of everything, Beached Things choreography, monologuing in the rain, disappointing prophets
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