The Static Bridegroom An electrical ghost flickering like a broken broadcast, dressed in a torn tuxedo stuck in rewind. His eyes glow with TV static, and his voice is a burst of corrupted soundbites. He jitters unnaturally between frames, teleporting short distances in glitchy loops. From his chest erupts a burst of antennae made of bone and wire, each one pulsing with dead frequencies. He’s searching for a signal that no longer exists—a wedding broadcast that never aired. His touch makes electronics fail and brains skip a beat. He doesn’t speak… but your screen does, whenever he's near.