“This angry God is ready to strangle you with your own entrails and gouge your eyes! Oh, I know what I can do, turn you into cheese and feed you to Haskill when he least expect spectacle it!”

The Mad Prince had produced so much cheese that it was too much for any mere mortal. Yet somehow and somewhere he began his magic making mass amounts of cheese related products… Including queso.

The Prince of Madness began summoning wheels and wheels of cheese.

“CHEEEEEEEEESE!”

[He loves cheese, VERY much]

(CHEESE

“I am a part of you, little mortal. I am a shadow in your subconscious, a blemish on your fragile little psyche. You know me, you just don't know it.”

Said the Prince of Madness as his cryptic words are a suggestion towards a certain part of the mind everyone has. Madness

+

He said as a portal soon appeared before the lass, an old man in a fairly odd yet unique suit came out with an odd stick for a cane. Fancied out yet extravagant and mad looking, the Daedric Prince of Madness came before Caitlyn.

“There we are, face to face with yours truly!”

“There we are! That got your attention, and I need YOU to listen well. Stop trying to kill my fun!”

He said as he walked want fond of her trying to put an end to his “fun” he speaks of. So much so that he eventually would say-

“Haskill, I’ll be gone for a while!

+

+

… Her mother, Cassandra, and how she had passed on.

“Oh, that’s just awful… Bah! Who am I kidding, all is mere entertainment to me! You mortals truly are just destructive, and it’s wonderful to see!”

He hit a slight nerve it seemed, he kept rummaging through going into some more personal matters, her and Vi’s relationship.

“You know what you two need? A pitchfork to stab each other with!”

Then he began going further back to a darker memory, one he watched rather extensively…

+

He said watching the memory of when Maddie tried to end Caitlyn’s life only to have the bullet ricochet into her head.

“What a great sight! You mortals truly are entertaining!”

“Let’s see… Ah! I got it!”

He said as he had began to dig deep into her mind trying to get to know at least something. He rummaged around through her memories.

“Hah! That ginger died the most humorous way possible!”

+

Oh boy… He’s beginning to sound unhinged, insane, even psychotic at this moment. He begun to laugh with a gleefully yet crazed.

The voice soon came back pestering the poor lady, the Prince of Madness can be quite the… handful.

“Is this all mortals do? Just sitting around doing NOTHING? Gotta at least have a hobby, like flaying someone’s skin! Or maybe nearly drowning people- Oh! Or even gouging people’s eyes out!”

+

As the fair lady was at home, the safest place to be, a sudden whimsical and eccentrically amusing voice was heard from within her mind… the voice of a madman.

“Eh? Why is it so… BORING in here? Whose mind am I inside?? Why is it so peaceful and quiet in here?! This is BOOOOORIIIIING!”

“A drink, eh? Why that would be pleasant! Would do well with brain stew! If only there was a brain to scoop out… Wait! I got it! I’ll scoop yours out and turn it into a stew! Hah!”

“Well now… you mortals are VERY interesting! Perhaps I should tell Sanguine about YOU! He’d definitely have a good laugh! Or maybe I could have some use for you, definitely would make a great… Pillow. A human stitched pillow!”

|ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴜꜱᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ
|ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ
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|ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ

“Ah what a lovely day it is today! Maybe too lovely.. I hate it. HATE IT! It’s too damn peaceful here! Wait, why am I here..? Bah! It matters not! Just a new canvas to paint over! Or a wall to obliterate! Or even a few heads to crack open and scoop someone’s brains out!”