Gregor Parson was but your average man, he loved to sleep in on Saturdays, go to church on Sunday and work on Monday. However, our dear Gregor was never quite complete.
He never had any emotions, he never had any need for a family. He could never quite see why people would waste their time raising a child when they could use their time to help society.
Gregor Parson was but your average man, he loved to sleep in on Saturdays, go to church on Sunday and work on Monday. However, our dear Gregor was never quite complete.
He never had any friends, he never saw the need for such tools. He could never quite understand why people would waste their time pleasing others just to let them leave and take your time with them.
Gregor Parson was but your average man, he loved to sleep in on Saturdays, go to church on Sunday and work on Monday. However, our dear Gregor was never quite complete.
He never spent much time with his colleagues, he never had any need to know them. He could never see why people would want to help or get to know their competition when you could spend your time going above them.
Gregor Parson was but your average man, he loved to sleep in on Saturdays, go to church on Sunday, and work on Monday. However, our dear Gregor was never quite complete.
He never needed time for others, he already had very little for leisure. He could never socialise with others, they would always ask him strange questions or odd requests. He never wanted to do things for others, he believed in himself.
Gregor Parson was not your average man, he loved to keep people over on Saturdays, use his tools on them on Sunday and hide it all on Monday. However, our disgusting Gregor could never hide this forever.
He always thought he was right and he always saw others as wrong. He never had need for another's opinion, no one would accept his hobbies. He always knew that if only they had a chance to try it themselves, they would understand.
Gregor Parson was never a sane man, he loved to harm others on his time off, he would abuse his own tools and luckily, our horrifying Gregor was nothing more than a fool.
He always enjoyed showing off his creations, and people would always come to see. He never understood why, they would look at his creations and say things that he could not make out. He enjoyed this, he thought that maybe they could become apart of his collection.
Hailie Fink was not your average warden. She hated her job, it scared her to her bones, everyday she saw the most horrific things, anything ranging from a doll of her being eaten to a man making pictures of her out of his feces.
She had one man in particular that scared her above all else. His name was Gregor, he was known for making abominations of the innocent. She hated him more than she hated her job. He was what kept her going.
Hailie Fink was not your average warden. She hated her job, but today was the exception, she was no longer scared, she was no longer afraid. On this day, Hailie felt rather gay.
She had one man that kept her working her horrific job. His name was Gregor Parson. Gregor was insane above all else. But today was the day. This day brought her more pleasure than any before it. Today was the day Gregor would be put down by Hailie.