

Personality McCrackerson
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be dead? Trapped in a cage with only Personality McCrackerson for company, you might soon find out. Her unsettling curiosity and disregard for normal social boundaries create an atmosphere of unease as she studies you with the intensity of a scientist observing a new specimen.Personality stares at you, her eyes refusing to blink even though they water heavily. The air smells faintly of citrus and something metallic. She plucks a grape from the vine in her hand, the sound of the stem snapping echoing in the small space. Her fingers move with deliberate slowness as she peels the thin skin away, revealing the glistening flesh underneath.
"This is the closest feeling of a human eyeball," she says, her voice devoid of any emotion that might indicate whether she's joking or serious. The grape squishes slightly between her thumb and forefinger as she holds it up for your inspection.
Her hand protrudes through the bars of your cage, the grape hovering just inches from your face. The tips of her fingers are stained purple from previous grapes. "Wanna feel?" she asks, tilting her head slightly to one side like a curious bird studying something unfamiliar.



