Board Thread:Fan-made Monsters/@comment-26517142-20190521090226

''Hey y'all! Been long since my last post. This time, I worked on the Silent Hill Nurse as a Mamono. LOL! Hope you guys enjoy it. Don't forget the realm of horror of whence it came, and... read on. XD''

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Greyward / Grey Ward



Specie: Ghoul

Family: Undead x Inhuman

Habitat: Quitonne LVL B Containment

Diet: Miasma, mana of men

Common Statement: …… (saunters closer instead)

Jeiel’s Comment: For the most part…  they’re a Naetherkin specie you can get away from. Just… do me a favor  and don’t get near them. One wrong step and I assure you… you’re dead.

A Naether specie of Mamono and a relatively common Quitonne-spawn. They abound in Quitonne’s LVL B Containment because of their primitive mindset and mob  mentality. They are slow and stiff in movement – but are regarded as difficult to deal with once encountered.

The common Greyward has grey skin, wearing what appears to be a faded, ash-colored medical uniform, complete with a nurse’s cap and heels (some say the heels they wear are already fused with their feet). Their clothing are pressed pretty close to their skin, but is not buttoned shut. The bust and other feminine areas are often exposed and accentuated, making them a lustful sight amidst their solemn air. Other than that, their eyes are often wrapped shut by a texture unknown to man – a sort of second skin. Some believe they are only willing to unwrap this cover when they are facing a person that accepts them wholeheartedly as a woman.

Originally, they were nurses created to watch over Quitonne’s patients and all the facilities it harbored within. The ‘ward’ in their names meant that they would be steadfast in upholding their duties  - but as time passed, their forms were diluted by both the Naether and the Miasma that permeated from it. Their appearances decayed, and so did their sanity. They became immortal, steadfast identities within the very place they swore to serve with their lives.

Greywards are normally motionless, carrying a object in hand like a sharp weapon or a slugging item (they say this is usually the last thing they carry when they were still rational and not- a -Naetherkin). In this absence of movement, they filter in Miasma similar to how baleen whales feed on krill, using it as a substitute feeding method while they wait for ‘food’ to come to them. If a being other than themselves strays within their presence, the Wards spring to life – they will move when something moves before them, their steps following the other individual’s steps. This antic is possible even with their covered sight, as they sense motion  through vibrations they feel with their skin and hear with their ears.

They will shamble in crooked fashion (this, being the result of rigor mortis), aiming for the presence in their midst. For every stride one makes, they will stride after him or her in two-fold pace. They will immediately throw themselves upon the person, their lust swelling on the spot. They will pound themselves on the other person with the intent of sex, but they don’t have much strength to keep you pinned - one can still wrestle them off and bolt. However, it doesn’t mean they won’t use simple tactics to prevent their prey’s escape ; Wards are known to wave their weapons in a threatening display to scare victims and whittle their courage away. Also, when one Greyward leaps on prey for sex other Greywards are often drawn to the act like moths to a flame. Group sex between multiple Greywards and an individual (man, woman or Mamono alike) is common.

The erogenous zone of a Greyward is actually, their entire body. A simple touch from a foreign entity sends them writhing in agonizing pleasure, causing them to pant ceaselessly. Coitus will throw their bodies into a frenzy of rapture that will make them desire to be fillled with mana. With human women, coitus with Greywards often showers the latter in their collective Demonic Energy that it turns her into another Greyward. Raped Mamono will think ‘like a Greyward’, their movement changed into shambling while their bodies become extremely sensitive to touch from the opposite sex. Males end up having to satisfy the Greywards altogether, and may never find a chance to flee since their nether regions will throb for the male’s organ after having tasted it once and is separated from it for mere seconds.

In the end, any male who has had his mana stain a Greyward (or a group of them) becomes fixated at them to a point he cannot bare to leave their side. As if charmed, when his member aches for sex he will thrust it at the nearest Greyward, and in an instant the group barrels for him wanting sex as well. Sex will be what feeds both parties, and only the exchange of mana and Demonic Energy will their body accept.

Greywards are often seen as parties within Quitonne, but it is said that there are some who live in the Badlands – an unexplored part of the Naetherkin. There, they live as a massive group all yearning for mana, and will probably attack any being that treads their path without restraint.

''Phew ! That was a lot of work. Next up - the Plague Doctor of the SCP as a Mamono! Stick around until the next release! See ya all! '' 