Percival Posted February 2, 2014 Author Share Posted February 2, 2014 (You disappoint me. You should watch SCP 993.) "Who are you?" The girl stands up, still clutching her sketches. She doesn't trust this man. But she is slightly hungry, and the waft of the pot is so alluring. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DwerBomb Posted February 2, 2014 Share Posted February 2, 2014 (Why do I disappoint you?) "My name is Crimson." *smiles*"What's your name?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 2, 2014 Author Share Posted February 2, 2014 (No human flesh? Even Bobble the Clown can teach you how to prepare human flesh.) "I'm known as Scribo. What's in that pot?" The child points at the crock, hoping for an explanation for the smell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DwerBomb Posted February 2, 2014 Share Posted February 2, 2014 "Pierogi. It is the first time I cook them, I hope I did them right."He gives one to the girl. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted February 2, 2014 Share Posted February 2, 2014 Smelling the scent of the food, Seam traveled towards the source. He was prepared to make a doll if need be."Food! We're gonna get some food!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 2, 2014 Author Share Posted February 2, 2014 The girl drops the sketchbook, biting into the pierogi. The taste of mashed potatoes, onions, and cheese bursts from the packet. (Tasty things sealed with fire.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Lost jumps in a tree to watch the 2 humans. He sees a squirrel and tries to grab it, falling out of the tree and into their view. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 3, 2014 Author Share Posted February 3, 2014 The girl stares at the newcomer, but quickly grabs her sketchbook and pencil a few moments later. She flips through her book, looking for something. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Uh... What?" Lost walks to them slowly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Seam watches from a distance, speaking to his needle."Should I go up to them? Maybe. There's food. But there are three people. We can only make one doll. How do we deal with this one?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Lost looks around because he heard Seam, but he just forgets about it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 3, 2014 Author Share Posted February 3, 2014 Scribo looks through her sketches, finally finding the one that she requests. She places her palms onto the lines, and the drawing begins to animate. At the same time, a black, sticky liquid seeps from the pages, squeezing itself out and landing onto the ground. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Whoa..." Lost backs away slowly.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 3, 2014 Author Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Get away from me!" The liquid seeps out and reforms into a blade. However, this blade looks like a sketch, the lines scratchy and low detail. Nonetheless, the blade cute through the grass with ease. Scribo picks it up, and holds it menacingly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Oh? You're up for a fight?" " Breakfast Time." Lost gets in a stance where he is on all 4s, back arched. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted February 3, 2014 Author Share Posted February 3, 2014 (edited) "Leave me! Go away!" Scribo swings the sword madly. Unfortunately, as she is a child, the blade's weight is too heavy for her to handle safely, and she spins around uncontrollably, still holding onto the sword, the blade now in danger of becoming a projectile. Edited February 3, 2014 by Pecival Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "What?"Sean looked at his needle in surprise."Are you sure?"He shrugged."Alright, then. If you say so."Seam ran towards the group, creating a doll of Lost. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Lost pounces at Scribo, ready to rip her limb from limb. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Not so fast."Seam jerks the arms on the doll back, forcing Lost to move his arms away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Agh!" "What is this!?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DwerBomb Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "ENOUGH!" Crimson glares Lost, than he punches the guy in the chest separating him from Scribo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WalrusMan Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Lost falls to the ground. A few minutes later he stands up with his head down. "Hm, I don't remember giving you permission to attack me." He lifts up his head and He has no pupils, leaving white, empty eyes. He runs at Crimson so fast he isn't seen. He grabs the man by the throat and throws him against a tree. He turns to Scribo and smiles evilly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rabbitfist Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 Name:BoltRace:HoundGender:MaleAge:4 (28 in human years)Appearance:Cyan blue HoundPersonality:sleepy, doesn't understands sarcasmBackstory:Once he got hit by a thunder, he survived it and became electric powers, he left his hound clan because he didn't wanted to hurt anyoneAbilities:is surrounded with a thunder aura that protects him, can summon thunders,is very fast, needs much foodSide Notes:He protects weaker people like a big brother Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 "Now now, we can't have you doing that, silly wolf man."Seam forces Lost to let go of Crimson, and step away. He holds the man down this time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DwerBomb Posted February 3, 2014 Share Posted February 3, 2014 (Actually Crimson should be 29, not 39. Can I change his age?) Crimson starts laughing maniacally."You seem strong, little boy!"He pulls a butcher knife out from his jacket."That means you have muscles... and muscles are delicious."He cuts himself using the knife, and black blood starts dripping from his hand. Soon his body starts changing, and in a moment his skin gets replaced by nightmare fuel and his eyes become two big white souless holes."I USUALLY DO NOT EAT YOUNG SOULS..."As soon as he opens his now huge mouth, nightmare fuel starts dripping out."BUT THIS TIME I WILL DO AN EXCEPTION." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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