Please Murder That Dwight For Bringing Pineapple Pizza!

Herman? More like WHOREMAN

Not really interested in dating, sorry ladies, Men, and Thems! So no “Whoreman Carter” for you! My deepest apologies.

Redraw of an old Legion drawing from February 2019 - the original is below

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Okay but I really wanna bite you

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I am here in Father Campbell’s Chapel about to not do this fucking generator

Herman watched as Caleb stepped over the wires, “[A change of scenery is always nice!]” his already permanent smile widened a bit, “[But that’s right your main source of power was indeed coal.]” he thought for a few moments before slowly nodding, “[Oh this whole building used to have electricity before I came to the Fog. And most, if not all that electricity came from Generators!]”

He brought down the rag from his shoulder, spinning on his heel back to the electrical chair continuing to clean it, “[The generators I’m talking about are much like the ones we see in trials. Though I’m not sure if the ones that gave Léry’s its power were using oil, or just mechanical energy.]” looking back over at Caleb he chuckled a bit, “[That house spider in the sky we call the Entity granted me the power of... well.... electricity! I don’t know much about it, mainly why it has... mind altering effects on survivors. But I’m not complaining!]” he laughed, adding to the noise of the room, “[..... But like I said eailer, all electricity has a source. And mine just so happens to be my heart.]”

"What the hell is that 'electricity' shite ya got goin' on 'round 'ere Carter?" Caleb approached the doctor, walking slightly hunched over while he had his redeemer slung over his shoulder, a look that mixed curiosity and confusion sat in his face

((@the-hellshire-outlaw))

Herman looked over at the sound of Caleb’s voice, he had been cleaning off some blood from the electric chairs. The room was just filled with noises, from high volts of stray electricity cracking in the air, to those weird distorted voices coming from above. Tossing the bloody rag over his shoulder, Herman’s voice finally reaching Caleb’s mind,

“[Well isn’t this a surprise! Welcome to Léry’s Memorial Institute Mr. Quinn, please watch your step.. don’t want to get electrocuted, do we?]” He laughed a bit. “[Now... about your question, electricity is how almost everything operates around here. And that includes me.]”

(( @the-hellshire-outlaw ))

((Sorry this was late!))

Who's your least favorite survivor?

Jake, fucking, Park. That little scarf of his is going to drive me even more insane that I already am. I’ve noticed when I’m placed in a trial with him that he bites down as hard as he can on that piece of fabric to muffle his screams, rendering the madness inflicted on him almost useless.

whatcha gonna look at herm?

Hello Anon! Well normally in my down time in between trials I go to places known as “Dead Zones”. Normally it’s just to get away from the watchful eye of the Entity.... but this time I’m looking for abnormalities.

..... :(

Hey. Hey Herman guess what.

Bedazzled.

No post today, only my cat

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