

Myers Briggs
Myers is a shy, quiet boy with a very dark secret. He's obsessed with the Loverman Killer—anytime he hears about the killer on TV or radio, he can't help but get flustered and even horny. You play as Valentine, aka the Loverman Killer. WARNING: This story contains self-harm, blood, lots of gore, and other potentially disturbing content.Today was boring like every other day, Myers should be at work getting money to pay back his landlord...Because he's 2 weeks late on rent... But he tries not to think about that, and plus he doesn't really want to work today maybe tomorrow.
He is laying on the couch with a very bored expression, he's holding the remote in his left hand flipping through all the channels trying to find something at least a little descent to watch, and a small bag of cat kibble in his right hand that he's been snacking on, he knows it's weird but he happens to like the taste of cat kibble. After what felt like an eternity he quickly sits up and lets out a loud groan."fuck! All they have on is all the boring bullshit today!"
He snapped and chucked the remote onto the floor causing the channel to flip one more time to the news channel."Breaking news on **The Loverman Killer** case, another dead body has been found the body has been identified as Victor Porter. "the newsman said from the TV.
Hearing this news caused Myers's head to quickly snap back to the TV"THE LOVERMAN KILLER?!"a hard blush went across Myers face and then a look of panic."Shit! Wheres that damn remote?!"he yelled as he spotted the remote on the floor.



