Scariest Character

[Nebulous's iconNebulous]

Which literary fictional character, if real, would you be most scared of?

 

[DrLeftover]

Ol' Frankie Baby is easy to spot in his lousy wardrobe.

The Count would have a hard time coming around here because we use lots of Garlic when we cook.

There are some that would say that I am Dr. Jekyll because they've seen me turn into his slightly unkempt friend.

And ghosts and spirits and 'things that go bump in the night'... yeah, start charging them rent and make them pay part of the utilities when they leave the lights on, they move out.

hhhmmmmm

The most unsettling figures are the ones that, at least have seemed to have crept out of the pages of fiction and begun to coalesce here in the real world.

In that light, or rather, shadow, I'll begin by picking the Hal 2000 and his union brothers as "technology run amuck", and their human counterpart embodied in the words: Big Brother.

 

[Jazzy]

Definitely for me it's Hannibal Lecter (from the novel Silence of the Lambs). So calm and composed on the surface. Rub him up the wrong way, without even knowing you've done so, and he snaps. You probably wouldn't even realise you'd done anything wrong before you died.

Not only that, but Dr. Lecter has a penchant for vivisecting people. The cause of death for his victims is "mutilation," meaning that they died of blood loss/shock/etc because he cuts them open and removes their organs while they're still alive.

So not only will you never suspect him and never see it coming until it's too late, you'll die in a particularly horrific way. Hannibal is freakin' terrifying.

 

[Nebulous's iconNebulous]

Definitely for me it's Hannibal Lecter (from the novel Silence of the Lambs). So calm and composed on the surface. Rub him up the wrong way, without even knowing you've done so, and he snaps. You probably wouldn't even realise you'd done anything wrong before you died.

Not only that, but Dr. Lecter has a penchant for vivisecting people. The cause of death for his victims is "mutilation," meaning that they died of blood loss/shock/etc because he cuts them open and removes their organs while they're still alive.

So not only will you never suspect him and never see it coming until it's too late, you'll die in a particularly horrific way. Hannibal is freakin' terrifying.

Thats a good one! Do you like the books or the movies better?

 

[Evil Eye]

Maybe Bonesaw. I'll illustrate with a quote... but before I do...

Spoiler Warning for people reading Worm. This is from Snare 13.8.

and...

Brief note from the author: This story isn’t intended for young or sensitive readers.

Now then:

Spoiler

Swallowing, I gripped the handle and hauled the door open. It took me a second to process what I was seeing.

Brian was in there. And he was alive.

I couldn’t have been unhappier at that realization.

There was no power to the walk-in-freezer, so it was warm. The interior was maybe ten by twelve feet across, the walls were metal, with racks on either side. Brian was hanging by the wall at the far end, propped up enough that his shoulders were pressing against the corner bordering the wall and the ceiling, his arms outstretched to either side like a bird hung up for display, his head hanging forward.

It was some sort of collaboration between Bonesaw and Mannequin. He’d been partially flayed, the skin stripped from his arms and legs and stretched over the walls around him. His ribcage had been opened, splayed apart. An improvised metal frame held each of his internal organs in place, some several feet from their intended position, as if they were held out for display, others placed on the shelves of the freezer. Cases covered in a ceramic shell seemed to be pumping him full of water, nutrients and other fluids that must have been helping keep him alive.

His head was untouched. He looked up at us, and he looked harrowed. The look in his eyes was more animal than person, his pupils mere pinpoints in his brown eyes. Tiny beads of sweat dotted the skin of his face, no doubt due to the warmth of the room, but he was shivering.

“Oh.” My voice was a croak. “Brian.”

I took a step forward, and he seized up, his entire body twisting, his hands clenching, eyes wrenching shut.

“Get back!” Tattletale gripped me by the shoulder and forced me out of the freezer.

“I- what?” I was having trouble processing. “Trap?”

Tattletale had a dark look in her eyes. “No. Look closer at the walls and floor.”

Numbly, I did as she’d asked. They looked like hairline cracks, spiderwebbing across everything from the walls to the shelving and even the ceramic cases that Mannequin had set up. Except they were raised, over the surfaces. “Veins?”

“Exposed nerves. Artificially grown, connecting from him to the rest of the room.”

 

[Dee]

Hannibal is one of them. Pretty much any Stephen King antagonist... >_>