Mildly pissed off,
but otherwise satisfied with the explanation, catso went home. noxi now wrestles
with the knowledge that catso and the nekomicon were one and the same, and
wonders if "it" knew she knew...
Horror, catso, lovecraft, necronomicon
I turned to see catso jerking and snarling in
the chair, his claws unsheathed, trying to free himself. his eyes were burning
bright green, yet the room seemed darker around him.
"catso? what are you doing?!"
"not 'catso', catzo!
Horror, catso, catzo, personalities, split