[center][h3][color=#89CFF0]Maulusk[/color][/h3][/center]
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Ah New York, or Old New Amsterdam, was worthy of its nickname ‘The City That Never Sleeps’ (not to be confused with the Empire On Which the Sun Never Sets).  You would be hard pressed to find a time the city wasn’t jumping. Night or day there was an abundance of people out and about and a lot of activities to be done. It was the Big Apple since everyone wanted to move on up and get a piece of that pie. It was a city full of lovers and dreamers, movers and shakers, and people from all walks of life. It was a jungle out there in the sheer amount of people and infrastructure present. The Four Boroughs, Coney Island, Broadway, Central Park, the Statue of Liberty, Yankees Stadium, Madison Square Garden, Scenic Views of New Jersey were just some of the many bites of entertainment that could be enjoyed in this city. It was no wonder then why there were so many tourists who frequented this locale. 

Among those visiting the city was the Maulusk. He was sitting in a distinctive yellow cab in the front passenger seat, the back and trunk were filled with a variety of duffle bags and rolling suitcases, littered with tags from previous destinations. He was currently dressed in a light blue cardigan, brown trouser pants with matching loafer shoes, with a white button down and a tie with ‘I ♥ NY’ gaudily plastered onto it. Much to the chagrin of his cabbie, a burly man with a buzz cut in a black harrington jacket with a sweaty wife beater underneath, Maulusk presently had one of his tentacles holding a camera and was taking pictures of the scenery. The loud clicking and flashes of the camera drowned out the radio, which had long been turned off, but at least with the window open the cabbie could smoke the cigar clenched between his teeth. And despite the fact this tourist was one of those kind of tourists, the cabbie appreciated the bowl of caramel candies.

Crunching one of the caramels the cabbie cocked his head towards Maulusk as he continued driving forward. “So-“ he began his accent thick and strong, “-What brings you to city?”

Maulusk’s brow raised up as he used a tentacle to gesture around in an unspecified manner. The cabbie rapped his fingers against the steering wheel as a shadowy figure lunged in front of the taxi. The amorphous humanoid blob stood in front of the taxi as the driver blared the horn. “MOVE IT! I HAVE FARE!”

Twitching from this display the humanoid shadow-man shambled towards the taxi, as Maulusk stuck his head through the window and took a picture. Like a deer in head lights the creature froze as there was a gurgling sound from the Maulusk’s maw. Flinging out of his mouth was a jet of ink which shot through the neck resulting in the figure collapsing upon itself and leaving a dark puddle on the city streets. The cabbie smirked as he let out a fresh puff.

“Is good shot. I hate jaywalkers.” He reached over to grab another hard caramel and began chewing it. Meanwhile the Maulusk took the physical photo from the camera and began to frantically wave it around. Eventually it settled and the photo of the shadow creature formed and was tossed to the back with many other photos. Once again the Cabbie tried to spur conversation with the Maulusk but found him too enraptured by the sights to join him in conversation. The journey was wrought with traffic lights and multiple turns. The destination, the hotel which Maulusk booked to stay at, would surely be worth the hassle the cabbie and him were facing.

Eventually the duo of driver and passenger found themselves in a long line of traffic where the cacophony of pissed off motorists was clear.

“C’MON! I HAVE FARE! MOVE IT!” As the screaming between motorists waged on, Maulusk proceeded to step out of the cab, bringing his bowl of caramels and cameras while leaving the rest of his items in the taxi, and held up a tendril to the cabbie to prompt him for some action. Reaching underneath his seat the cabbie pulled out the sports section of the newspaper, shifted the cab into park and began to read and smoke. Now out of the vehicle, and still far from his intended destination, the Maulusk noted the gaping hole in the city’s road which gave an glimmer into the subway system. Here Maulusk noted two individuals who breathed ‘that type’ and so he walked towards the precipice that used to be streets.

Staring down at them, the Maulusk took a picture before waving a tentacle towards them, while using the other to prepare the photo.

[color=#89CFF0][Felicitation Gurgling.][/color]

This greetings to Marie and David was followed by a quick gesturing towards his bowl of caramels, while idly using another tendril to constrict the head of another of the shadowy figures trying to ambush him. Much like the other it reduced into a thick gooey puddle.

But those creatures were not of much concern to him; fights against critters happened all the time. No, his concern was regarding those two individuals below. Hopefully one of them was a native to the city who could provide him an insider tour! At the very least, truly, the Maulusk has nailed down exactly what these types were and more importantly what they desired at this moment. There was plenty of caramel to go around after all!

[@Lmpkio] [@Kyuuzen]