"Perfect. Some people put rice and blood into their toys, you know. I think that's dumb. They also use red thread. None of that is needed, though. It might even make the doll feel weird. Most people don't realize how poky rice is."
"Rice makes bad stuffing, like feathers."
"Yeah. If you need more weight, I'd say use beans. They're more dangerous in the event that the toy gets wet a lot, but it keeps the toy cuddly and it's more... rolly than stabby on the inside." He sighs. "Thank you for letting me help. It's been a long time since I was able to teach anyone anything. My friends don't like me very much, and most strangers think I'm a vampire or something."
*Dark Lord (Because Scott is still having mental pain over that guy)*
*Sure thing.*
The smell of blood and death fills the air as Dracula plays on his GBA, the smell of much less pungent now, but very much noticeable as he plays Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga.
Scott is watching him like a hawk, still on edge because of him.
Suddenly he turns his head, looking eyes with Scott, the eyes of a demon looking back at him.
Scott jumps, backing away "Christ!"
At the word his skin sizzles slightly, and he pats out the flames, going back to his game.
Scott sighs, trying to slow his breathing.
Suddenly he’s gone, and just as sudden the smell of blood and death is standing next to him.
Scott curses again "P-Please.. don't do that."
“You burned me, for no reason.” He says, the smell of burning flesh added to the concoction.
*Dark Lord (Because Scott is still having mental pain over that guy)*
*Sure thing.*
The smell of blood and death fills the air as Dracula plays on his GBA, the smell of much less pungent now, but very much noticeable as he plays Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga.
Scott is watching him like a hawk, still on edge because of him.
Suddenly he turns his head, looking eyes with Scott, the eyes of a demon looking back at him.
Scott jumps, backing away "Christ!"
At the word his skin sizzles slightly, and he pats out the flames, going back to his game.
Scott sighs, trying to slow his breathing.
Suddenly he’s gone, and just as sudden the smell of blood and death is standing next to him.
Scott curses again "P-Please.. don't do that."
“You burned me, for no reason.” He says, the smell of burning flesh added to the concoction.
*Dark Lord (Because Scott is still having mental pain over that guy)*
*Sure thing.*
The smell of blood and death fills the air as Dracula plays on his GBA, the smell of much less pungent now, but very much noticeable as he plays Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga.
Scott is watching him like a hawk, still on edge because of him.
Suddenly he turns his head, looking eyes with Scott, the eyes of a demon looking back at him.
Scott jumps, backing away "Christ!"
At the word his skin sizzles slightly, and he pats out the flames, going back to his game.
Scott sighs, trying to slow his breathing.
Suddenly he’s gone, and just as sudden the smell of blood and death is standing next to him.
Scott curses again "P-Please.. don't do that."
“You burned me, for no reason.” He says, the smell of burning flesh added to the concoction.
"Sorry.. didn't mean to.." he mutters
“Of course, it’s not a big deal, just don’t mention him around me.”
"Thanks." The hand leaves its shoulder. Felix begins walking, his hand in Ichigo's, and the Wax Man does not follow them this time. Various shadowy figures watch from just outside the reach of the light, casually chatting to each other and commenting on the three foreigners as if they weren't able to hear them. Suddenly, one walks in front of Ichigo, peering into its eyes from less than an inch away. It doesn't attack, just stares, looking for something.
The burning pinpricks of light that are Ichigo's eyes watch them back, not making any move to attack or harm in any capacity. His grip tightens slightly on Felix's hand.
The shadow slowly pulls back and re-enters conversation with the others. Felix continues walking. After they pass by the rest of the spirits, Felix lets out a deep breath. "Jeez, those guys scare me. They're sort of the regulars here, and they're not used to meeting real people. They're awkward, but if you ignore them they'll think you're just another person on the material. We're getting close to the castle now. You're doing great."
The castle, now up close, seems to be made entirely out of sweets. Cake, candy, pastries... whatever it takes. Living toys and puppets walk around, doing mundane chores and jobs.
A man in a bellhop uniform, melting so badly that his "face" reaches his ankles, is the only one who seems to take any special notice of the friends. Wax Man somehow got here before them. Felix is visibly sweating.
*Id assume so, not a fan of caffeine myself. Who do you want?*
*dealers choice*
*How does the Highwayman, Hellion, Bounty Hunter, or Goblin Slayer sound?*
*hellion cause I wanna intro someone*
The Hellion is the forest training her body, muscles rippling as sweat glistens all over. Her war paint glowing as she works her body.
Loud, demanding and heavy footsteps begin to approach her from behind. The shadow of the source is cast heavily onto the nearby trees. The stench of power eminates from it.
She is currently doing one handed push ups, a large rock on her back to keep herself lean and strong. She pushes it off and grabs her giant halberd, looking around, her voice commanding “Come out or be cleaved in two.”
*Dark Lord (Because Scott is still having mental pain over that guy)*
*Sure thing.*
The smell of blood and death fills the air as Dracula plays on his GBA, the smell of much less pungent now, but very much noticeable as he plays Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga.
Scott is watching him like a hawk, still on edge because of him.
Suddenly he turns his head, looking eyes with Scott, the eyes of a demon looking back at him.
Scott jumps, backing away "Christ!"
At the word his skin sizzles slightly, and he pats out the flames, going back to his game.
Scott sighs, trying to slow his breathing.
Suddenly he’s gone, and just as sudden the smell of blood and death is standing next to him.
Scott curses again "P-Please.. don't do that."
“You burned me, for no reason.” He says, the smell of burning flesh added to the concoction.
"Sorry.. didn't mean to.." he mutters
“Of course, it’s not a big deal, just don’t mention him around me.”
Scott nods, looking up at him, more nervous and scared than anything.
"Thanks." The hand leaves its shoulder. Felix begins walking, his hand in Ichigo's, and the Wax Man does not follow them this time. Various shadowy figures watch from just outside the reach of the light, casually chatting to each other and commenting on the three foreigners as if they weren't able to hear them. Suddenly, one walks in front of Ichigo, peering into its eyes from less than an inch away. It doesn't attack, just stares, looking for something.
The burning pinpricks of light that are Ichigo's eyes watch them back, not making any move to attack or harm in any capacity. His grip tightens slightly on Felix's hand.
The shadow slowly pulls back and re-enters conversation with the others. Felix continues walking. After they pass by the rest of the spirits, Felix lets out a deep breath. "Jeez, those guys scare me. They're sort of the regulars here, and they're not used to meeting real people. They're awkward, but if you ignore them they'll think you're just another person on the material. We're getting close to the castle now. You're doing great."
The castle, now up close, seems to be made entirely out of sweets. Cake, candy, pastries... whatever it takes. Living toys and puppets walk around, doing mundane chores and jobs.
A man in a bellhop uniform, melting so badly that his "face" reaches his ankles, is the only one who seems to take any special notice of the friends. Wax Man somehow got here before them. Felix is visibly sweating.
Ichigo steps in front of Felix, snorting. Flames lick out of his mouth, lighting up his mask briefly under the hood. He tilts his head from side to side "We.. are.. here..to see.. someone.." he utters
"Perfect. Some people put rice and blood into their toys, you know. I think that's dumb. They also use red thread. None of that is needed, though. It might even make the doll feel weird. Most people don't realize how poky rice is."
"Rice makes bad stuffing, like feathers."
"Yeah. If you need more weight, I'd say use beans. They're more dangerous in the event that the toy gets wet a lot, but it keeps the toy cuddly and it's more... rolly than stabby on the inside." He sighs. "Thank you for letting me help. It's been a long time since I was able to teach anyone anything. My friends don't like me very much, and most strangers think I'm a vampire or something."
"I think I'll stick with stuffing" He smiles, "No, thank you for helping mister"
The shadow slowly pulls back and re-enters conversation with the others. Felix continues walking. After they pass by the rest of the spirits, Felix lets out a deep breath. "Jeez, those guys scare me. They're sort of the regulars here, and they're not used to meeting real people. They're awkward, but if you ignore them they'll think you're just another person on the material. We're getting close to the castle now. You're doing great."
The castle, now up close, seems to be made entirely out of sweets. Cake, candy, pastries... whatever it takes. Living toys and puppets walk around, doing mundane chores and jobs.
A man in a bellhop uniform, melting so badly that his "face" reaches his ankles, is the only one who seems to take any special notice of the friends. Wax Man somehow got here before them. Felix is visibly sweating.
Ichigo steps in front of Felix, snorting. Flames lick out of his mouth, lighting up his mask briefly under the hood. He tilts his head from side to side "We.. are.. here..to see.. someone.." he utters
"Who?" asks Wax Man. "The Nightmare Lord of this area." Felix replies. Wax Man stares for a moment, then slowly turns to point at a large set of doors. "There."
*Id assume so, not a fan of caffeine myself. Who do you want?*
*dealers choice*
*How does the Highwayman, Hellion, Bounty Hunter, or Goblin Slayer sound?*
*hellion cause I wanna intro someone*
The Hellion is the forest training her body, muscles rippling as sweat glistens all over. Her war paint glowing as she works her body.
Loud, demanding and heavy footsteps begin to approach her from behind. The shadow of the source is cast heavily onto the nearby trees. The stench of power eminates from it.
She is currently doing one handed push ups, a large rock on her back to keep herself lean and strong. She pushes it off and grabs her giant halberd, looking around, her voice commanding “Come out or be cleaved in two.”
It pads into view. The Hellion can see.... A small, four legged, pink and fluffy dragon.
She steps into a confused although combative stance, “What do you want with me?”
Scott sighs "I don't drink.. just tell me what you want."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yeah. If you need more weight, I'd say use beans. They're more dangerous in the event that the toy gets wet a lot, but it keeps the toy cuddly and it's more... rolly than stabby on the inside." He sighs. "Thank you for letting me help. It's been a long time since I was able to teach anyone anything. My friends don't like me very much, and most strangers think I'm a vampire or something."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You burned me, for no reason.” He says, the smell of burning flesh added to the concoction.
"How about an Alice? They'll know what yiu mean. It should be pretty colorful"
"Sorry.. didn't mean to.." he mutters
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Oh my god. Okay so in the Alan Wake universe, he has a wife named Alice who drowned so this is the funniest things for me.*
Scott blinks a few times and walks into a bar, ordering it, coming back out with it.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Of course, it’s not a big deal, just don’t mention him around me.”
The shadow slowly pulls back and re-enters conversation with the others. Felix continues walking. After they pass by the rest of the spirits, Felix lets out a deep breath. "Jeez, those guys scare me. They're sort of the regulars here, and they're not used to meeting real people. They're awkward, but if you ignore them they'll think you're just another person on the material. We're getting close to the castle now. You're doing great."
The castle, now up close, seems to be made entirely out of sweets. Cake, candy, pastries... whatever it takes. Living toys and puppets walk around, doing mundane chores and jobs.
A man in a bellhop uniform, melting so badly that his "face" reaches his ankles, is the only one who seems to take any special notice of the friends. Wax Man somehow got here before them. Felix is visibly sweating.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She is currently doing one handed push ups, a large rock on her back to keep herself lean and strong. She pushes it off and grabs her giant halberd, looking around, her voice commanding “Come out or be cleaved in two.”
Scott nods, looking up at him, more nervous and scared than anything.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Cut for Wendigo*
“Demons aren’t found of the big man upstairs, and his name isn’t exactly soothing to hear.” He says, casually mentioning his demonic heritage
Ichigo steps in front of Felix, snorting. Flames lick out of his mouth, lighting up his mask briefly under the hood. He tilts his head from side to side "We.. are.. here..to see.. someone.." he utters
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Y-Yeah.." he said, scratching the back of his neck "W-Why.. why do you keep following me?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I think I'll stick with stuffing" He smiles, "No, thank you for helping mister"
*;D*
He tilts his head curiously, "No dice?"
"Who?" asks Wax Man. "The Nightmare Lord of this area." Felix replies. Wax Man stares for a moment, then slowly turns to point at a large set of doors. "There."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She steps into a confused although combative stance, “What do you want with me?”
*YES YES YES!*