Saarebas

Spliced

Marshall had spent the night trying to remember everything he every learned about vampire bats, which now that he was one he found was not enough. He though about their echolocation ability and how he might be able to do the same thing. He thought about their feeding habits, which was manly blood. He even remembered that they had a form of heat sense that allowed them to pretty much see the blood inside others. This was really the first time that Marshall put any thought into what he was becoming and to be honest he was kind of freaked out by it.

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I've been part of those slow RPs too, but it was just a suggestion anyways. I just finished reading the fight and yeah... Marshall really has no business fighting these guys.

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Eh I want to stay, I love the story of the RP. But like others have said it's a bit too fast. Maybe we should set up a posting order. Like wait for two other people to post before putting up one of your own?

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Yeah that's just it I don't see a real point to my character here

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I think I may need to back out of this one guys sorry

The Black Tide

Guyton was already awake and in the kitchen and was cooking eggs for the crew. He thought no one was around so he began to sing a Jamaican nursery rhyme.

Fables Among Us

9pm Just outside the Woodlands.

A slender figure was making its way down the street on this dark night, it's hands stuck in it's pockets and it's head slightly leaned back in a care free manor. It stopped just out side the large gates of the Woodlands luxury apartments and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. The figures thin fingers pulled out a single cigarette before putting away the pack and pulling out a lighter made of ebony with a spider engraved in silver on both it's sides. As the figure struck the lighter it's face was illuminated. To any one of the mundies pacing by the man would be known as Booker Mathews, the odd guy who worked down the street. But to the people in the building right behind him he would be known as the one and only Bogeyman, the monster that filled every child's nightmare. Well that is what they use to call him now he was just old Boogie, the use to be monster staying in apartments.

Boogie took a deep inhale of the cigarette in an attempt to forget the day. He had to deal with the usual kids trying to steal from his store, the school mom who was upset with the type of costumes he sold, the middle age couple trying to spice things up in their lives. It was days like this mad him miss living under beds and scaring people shitless. But he shook off the idea as the old thoughts of loneliness came back to him, something he hoped would change when he came to Fabletown.

Boogie was half way through the cigarette when someone bumped into him, making him drop it. "Aww hell." He said before he turned around to catch the sight of a girl wearing a hood. "What no sorry?" He said as he bent down to pick up the cigarette. He blew on the butt before putting it back in his mouth. "Well?" He said with a raised brow and a hand on his hip.

Spliced

Marshall had managed to tie a bandana around his eyes while he was under his bed. He was in pure hell, it felt as if some one was pouring bleach into his eyes then setting them on fire with a flame thrower. He had no clue how he could last like that be luckily the human bon fire broke into his room and took out the damn light. After Alex helped him up and said he would need a favor in the future Marshall couldn't help but think Of course. But he nodded and managed to say thank you. After Alex left he got back up on his Bar and started to think about that screech he let out before.

Arkham Asylum: Diaries of the mad

Dr. Heart was jotting down some notes regarding what Joker said about his father and Grandfather, merely nodding as he talked. It was when the guard Joker was baiting yelled "You son of a bitch!" and made a move to unlock his cell that the doctor stood. "George stop!" She yelled quickly pulling the man back. "Did you hear what that piece of shit said?!" The guard said in a tone dripping with blood lust. "Yes I did, but that is no reason to-" Dr. Heart tried to say but wasn't able to finish. "The hell it isn't!" George replied back. "That's enough! Harry take George here to the lounge to cool off." Heart told the other guard who escorted her here. The two soon left and Dr. Heart turned to the Joker with a disgusted look on her face. Happy with yourself?"

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With in the cell of Kirk Langstrom that scene was one that would make most lose there lunch. A white hair man was one his hands and knees vomiting up blood. Then the crunching noises started, it wouldn't take long to realize that they wear the man's bones. His bones were being broken and popped back into new shapes, shapes that were not of a human. Kirk let out loud cries that slowly started to sound less and less human by the second. It was when the familiar voice of the warden out side his cell that made Kirk get to his feet. "There is no Langstrom!... Only Man-Bat!" He yelled as he banged against the cell to his door. As he began to grow his color began to tighten around his neck, causing him to let out a high pitched screech that echoed out into the hall.

Spliced

Marshall started laughing again when he made one of the guards jump when he flashed his fangs. He was feeling pretty good about himself, not only did he screw over that ass of a scientist but his only punishment was being in his room, talk about good day. He was about to settle in for a nap when what seemed like a flash bang grenade went off, well that is what it seemed like to him. "Awwww!!! WHAT THE HELL?!" He screamed before he fell from his bar, but when he banged his head against the floor something very odd happened. He went to yell in pain, but what came out his mouth was much worse. A ear shattering screech escaped his lips that was in no way human. The screeched boomed out of his room and out into the complex, no doubt everyone heard it. Marshall was utterly terrified of what he just did, but his mind was quickly pulled away from the screech when he opened his eyes again. "DAMN!!" He yelled before quickly crawling under his bed.