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3 yrs ago
Current You are not repellant on every level.
3 yrs ago
Stay alive.
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3 yrs ago
They are too conservative to update it. Everything was better back in the day don't you know.
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3 yrs ago
Hurt rather than help is the conservative motto
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3 yrs ago
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Misty opened one eye, relieved that the dropped shotgun hadn’t gone off and done what Abberline had failed to do. Letting out a sigh she opened the other. She could at least hope the cops would be there in a few minutes. This was a bad neighborhood afterall.



“Other than an open invite to a sarcophagus, I’m afraid not. I can probably hole up in a motel for a few days though,” she replied to Kendra. Abberline had made it sound like he was going to take care of Trader first which meant she had a few days before he was likely to show up here. Maybe if she tipped Trader off he could exchange Abberline’s liver for a sack of kitty litter or something equally useful.



She gave the demon thing a long level look. She took the scroll from him and bounced it in her palm.



“No harm ever came from reading a book right?” she asked, not at all certain that becoming pen pals with Beelzebub was a good idea.

"There is a changing room back there," she told Mitra, making a gesture to the rear of the studio.

"Just don't use the one with tinsel on the door it's a por... I'm just don't use that one."



Figure out Mitra (11) -Hold 2

Spend 1 to figure out how I can put Mitra in my debt

Saving one for later..

@rush99999 can I use the magic clothes trope to get Mitra redressed or nah?


If not Misty has a fine selection of somewhat musty leotards and tutus
Grace drops a loaded shotgun on the ground. Everyone else holding their breath :P

“The enemy cannot pull a trigger… if you disable his hand,” Misty misquoted, bending down and picking up Abberline’s finger. She took a zip lock bag from her cargo pants and bagged it up before tucking it away.

“I fucking love that movie,” she admitted, then made a sensual growl in the back of her throat. “Casper Van Dien, damn!” The haze of gun smoke and the scent of ectoplasm hung heavy in the air and she looked down at her own smoking pistol as though surprised to find it there. Her hand was trembling slightly and she suddenly felt a desperate need for some chocolate ice-cream and a bottle of tequila. The approaching sirens didn’t afford her the option.



“I don’t want to seem ungrateful or a bad host,” she went on, hastily scooping up casings and shoving them into her pockets.

“But I can’t be here when those cops arrive, pretty sure my parole officer will take a dim view of me being found at the scene of a shootout,” she explained, then cast a glance at Mitra, “Not to mention, consorting with ‘ye olde powers of darkness’ or whatever the fuck is going on here.”



Skulking around
Abberline: the witch has abandoned you!
Misty: *twenty feet away getting her gun*
Misty reappeared in a cloud of multicolored chalk dust. She sneezed violently and then leveled the pistol.

"Sorry, left my asshole repellant in my other pants," she explained. Still on a high from the arcane forces swirling in the air, she opened fire, muzzle flash painting long bottles of flame in the dusty air.



Intergalactic big game hunter!
I assume the Ghost Doctor is a quack from the turn of the century constantly bitching that you cant get Smecklers Powder of Dr Eli Magical Radium Tonic anymore.
We are in my sanctum santorum which means I can potentially perform ghost first aid with the aid of Clippy. Though finding a ghost doctor sounds like a fun adventure too.
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