CONSUME THE COUNT CONSUME THE COUNT CONSUME THE COUNT

CONSUME THE COUNT CONSUME THE COUNT CONSUME THE COUNT

I feel like Renfield’s creature-eating accounting works kind of like mercury poisoning, in the sense that animals are being calculated to contain a higher and higher concentration of life the farther up in the food chain they go (life content of spiders is based on number of flies they’ve consumed, then birds go exponentially higher with number of spiders eaten plus number of flies each of those spiders ate, and so on.)

On that basis, the best and most powerful thing Renfield could possibly eat is Dracula. Which I am 100% sure is not how the book ends, but it would be pretty amazing.

absolutely LOVING how everyone seems to be rejecting “Renfield setting up to be Dracula’s good little henchman” and instead saying “Renfield could, would, and should eat Dracula”

Dang, literally zero. I am a goat in human form. 🐐

I’m at 3

The thing about non-ironic clowns is, at the core of every clown there is a good man and a friend to all humanity.

If you leave a clown act without being 100% convinced that each and every one of the jolly jesters would gladly jump on a grenade for you and be blown into multicolored smithereens, it was a terrible act.

seward day one: it’s interesting the little bug farm renfield’s got going on. gonna let him just do his thing basically bc i wanna see where this is going. i wonder what kind of animal he’s going to get into next?

seward day ten: if i give renfield a kittycat he will almost certainly eat it 

Y'all need to clean your closets and under your beds.