(18:41:06 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -Nature is not human-hearted. or so Lao Tzu says. it's down in the Louisiana swamps I find myself working my next case. it started with two southern hicks, O'Grady and Quinn, two bootleggers running illegal moonshine down the back roads of the swamp. a road they traveled many time until earlier today... something spooked them right! so here I am now, trudging down the back roads of the Huma swamps in the dead of night. and it's where I find exactly what it is that spooked these 'good ole boys'... the carcass laid in a pile of bones dressed in a purple robe. it was still moving, trying desperately to cling to life in this world. honestly it looks like shit. so I give it a kick.- "Agatha Harkass, or what's left of you... I presume?" -so I'm left to wonder, who did in Agatha Harkass?- -collecting her bones was a task unto itself. she's fighting to cling to this plane of existence. calling out. kneeling down in the mud... I loose more clothes this way, I try and gather her up and stuff her in a gym bag. I mean really, I'm not explaining to the Huma Police why I'm carting around a 125 year old woman's bones. and here's where I just ruined ninety dollar Armani loafers. didn't really think that one through, did I? so there it is, in the distance as I'm lugging ol' grannies bones across state lines, a cheap ass motel. I wanna go home.- |
(18:47:05 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -the night manager doesn't want to give me a key but I do a little persuasion. cabin 12-B. suddenly I can barely lift the gym bag. open the door, close it, toss the bag down onto the bed. I can hear her in there.- "Oh, sorry, Agatha." -stumble to the bathroom. pull the light string and stare... at my reflection. I'm white... pale... and sickly, the red circles around my eyes make me look as if I have a high fever. I'm hungry again. wiping my face, turning on the fawcet, splashing my face, I use my thumbnail and slit my wrist. the crimson vitae wells to the surface. I begin to drink from my wrist.- -not an end all be all solution and no way will this get me through the night but it'll take the edge off. coming up for air with a hiss, fangs exposed, I loathe my own reflection right now... I dread it...- |
(19:07:49 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -collapsing down onto the toliet, hanging my head in my hands. I could cry... if I could, I would. there's a lot to be said for being one of the children of caine. something so self loathing. I'm going to have to feed soon. but where? in the middle of the swamp in Louisiana? then I hear it, a truck passes on by this place. gathering my wits and my self respect, I stumble on out to the manager's office. slumped against the front desk, I ring the bell a few times.- "Hello! Olly olly oxen free!" -the night manager staggers on out, I can see behind the curtain the top of Jenna Jameson's head and notice his pants are unbuttoned. I'm filled with freight, even some things scare us undead! I inquire about a truck stop, he tells me it's down the road off Route 14, that it's about an hour or so drive. Not a problem. when I'm outside, I let myself go, my mind from my body as everything about me turns to a hazed mist. lifted up, I glide along the wind currents down the highway. an hour or so journey become twenty minutes. and I find the BML Trucker Lounge. and where there are truckers, there's also vagrants.- |
(19:08:51 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -standing at the corner of the building, I watch the whores apply their trade. men who ravel from out of state come and spend some time to relax. they get off with a nice experienced working gal. simple as a handshake. I don't care what I get, this isn't about sex. listening, I can drown out the sounds around me and listen for the heart, the most powerful muscle that pumps that precious life blood.- "See me..." -and she looks up, notices me with a smile and approaches. she asks me what I'm into... and I smile.- "Is biting okay?" -dragging her off into the shadows, taking my fill and then looking her in the eye.- "Forget..." -and I send her on her way. simple as that. as I come around the corner, feeling and looking refreshed... I realize, she had AIDS, always a tangy taste in the blood. that and any other STD always tastes like... sour milk... |
(19:37:50 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -something a bit sadistic about a vampire who strolls back to his 'haven' after feeding while whistling a tune. hands in my jacket pocket, the night crisp and the sky clear, a nice moon, full and completing the John Carpenter cinema effect of a horrific evening. I didn't drain the prostitute dry just took enough to sate my thirst. don't let this cool, calm exterior of the modern day Kindred, fool you. I'm cornfed. Milwaukee, Wisconsin, born and raised. found that the life of a private gumshoe was for me! and here I am now... vampyre. when on assignment in London, I met a man... or well something short for a man, named Deacon Frost. he made a vampire, that would make him my Sire. something akin in vampire speak to 'Your Daddy'. okay but now... what the hell am I going to do with Agatha. litteraly I have her bag of bones on my bed... |
(20:01:33 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In a private residence says to ALL: she tossed from side to side. despite it having been an exhausting day at work, she simply couldn't sleep. she'd talked to Grandmother Agatha only a few days ago.. she had been having trouble with that transfiguration spell again... but she wasn't about to give up. Agatha had told her it took her many, many years to master every spell she knew and to not get discouraged when things didn't go just right. as she slowly began to drift, she felt herself lift out of her body and she went to the dreamscape where she'd often talk with others at night. she hoped she might get in touch with Agatha tonight, but it appeared she wasn't there? everything seemed routine.... until she heard this cry that literally chilled her. someone.... was in trouble! as she tried to focus on what she was hearing, she felt things becoming more clear. smells... sights.... she was unfamiliar with them all having been born and raised in the city her whole life! suddenly there came the visage of her Grandmother Agatha!!! she was screaming... as if trying to get her attention! all she heard was her name.... the shadows approach.... and then it was gone. it was like her light had been extinguished! she shot up in the bed, wide awake, gripping her covers "Grandmother Agatha!" filled with a sense of dred, she slid from the bed and began to pace "Focus.... Rose you've got to focus. Remember what she told you about the Dreamwalks.." taking a deep breath, she began to process what she'd seen and heard. there was water.. stagnant water. a noticable stench.... mud... and there had been a.. a shadow there. but what did that mean? what was her grandmother trying to tell her? |
(20:03:58 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: "What are you trying to tell me, Agatha?" -it tugged on my being all the way from the truck stop. Agatha Harkass, trying hard to remain here, to help us find the ones who did this to her no doubt... once back at the motel, finding my room and the bed, flopping down on it. laying next to this bag of bones. glancing over, to the naked eye it's just a bag of old bones but to someone outside the natrual order of things, this bag of bones... is screaming! asking for help. but why me? there's plenty of other bigger mystical beings out there. Doctor Strange, Scarlet Witch... Baron Mordo... but Hannibal King? I'm no one... except... except the Embraced Childer of Deacon Frost. but that shouldn't matter at all. so here I am, laying in bed, checking my revolver. oh yeah, I have a revolver, classic .38... I bet you're wondering what a vampire is doing armed with a gun... no, come on really, you want to know... it's just an old habit. besides... bullets can stop us just not kill us. and yeah, those are silver bullets that slip out into my palm. cause what did you think? if vampires exist then why can't werewolves? come on, it's the twenty-first century, we're an equal opptunity supernatrual world!- |
(20:19:36 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In a private residence says to ALL: she walked into her bathroom and turned on the faucet. splashing cold water on her face, she blinked a bit and wiped it dry with a sigh. she'd been studying with her Grandmother for almost two years. she still felt there was so much more to learn! she was never going to get it all. as she again glanced back into the mirror, she saw her Grandmother's face. jumping back, she screamed "Holy...... Merlin's ghost! Okay technically Merlin's not dead. Grandmother said he likes to take extended vacations away from reality... but... but.... HUH?" she watched the old woman's reflection mouth something... a... spell? she was mouthing her a spell?? what was she trying to say again? "Benfictiam osterclagen?" the reflection would have smacked its own head if she could. she just repeated it further, a bit slower. she began to sound it out slowly and after a moment... "Veneficium ostium" the mirror glowed a brilliant blue color and the glass began to ripple.... she swallowed softly and stepped back a few steps "Well... that's.... new? Never done that before!" she slowly walked toward the mirror and she reached out and to touch the glass.. as her hand passed right through, she jerked it back and squealed "It's a door! OH freak out! It's a door to somewhere else!" she glanced down at her pj's and laughed "Maybe I'd better dress before I go hopping through magic doors?" after a moment or two, she ran back into the bathroom, dressed in jean shorts and a tshirt. she hopped up on the counter and stepped herself through the magic door slowly "Here goes nothing!" |
(20:28:51 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to ALL: -nothing on television. just shitty B-movies or adult movies on pay-per view. reaching over I unzip the gym bag, reaching inside. I grab the first body part I can feel and pull it out. Agatha's skull. burnty and crips, the remains of one eye deep within the skulls socket. she died painfully, you can just tell. terrible way to go, almost like everything was sucked out of her. running my fingers over the skull, I can feel some brittle burnt pieces of flesh. her skin is still here. oh that's sick. holding the skull up.- "Alas, poor Agatha Harkess, I knew her well." -or really not well enough, not for this, not for solving her murder.- |
(20:37:17 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: tumbling out of the mirror door, she landed on the bathroom floor of a dingy... kinda dirty....bathroom floor that was unfamiliar to her "Ouch! What? You couldn't teach me a teleportation spell, Grandmother? It had to be one that would hurt if I used it?" picking herself up off the floor she glanced around the unwelcoming looking bathroom. if she had to put her finger on things... she would had to say this appeared to be some kind of hotel bathroom. and no 5-star affair, either! a voice coming from the other room caught her attention and she slowly walked from the bathroom and peered around the corner. there she saw some guy holding a skull and what he said next made her breath catch in her throat "Murderer!!!! What..... you..... that's my Grandmother you're mocking! How dare you!" she ran into the room and ripped the skull from his hands before slugging him good "You just wait till I'm done with you! You're gonna wish this was your skull!" |
(20:42:51 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: -I laid there, turning the skull over in my hands. there I was just trying to piece this together. something drew me out to the swamp to where her remains were. but I was withut clue until one appeared... from the bathroom. rather nice looker too... she grabbed the skull, raving as I screamed! leaping up off the bed, she decked me. I went down and stared up at her.- "What the hell? Look... I'm trying... how the fuck did you get in here?" -I don't even rub my jaw, in theory I didn't feel the punch, just sort of habit from when I was human.- |
(20:46:54 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: "Through the mirror! And I don't know what you think you're trying, but you've already DONE plenty! What DID you do, exactly! She.. that's not.... you're mistaken. That's not Agatha Harkness. It couldn't be! Agatha Harkness is the greatest witch ever to live and... and no two bit thug like you is going to get the drop on her!" but as she touched the skull, something within her burned and she let go abruptly. the skull dropped and rolled around before lulling to one side, as if looking at the both of them. she stood there for a moment before swallowing hard "That just can't be what's left of her. Who... why? I.. I don't understand." |
(20:52:48 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "A mirror, right..." -kneeling down to pick up her skull and place it in the gym bag, zipping it closed.- "Look... mirror lady... two bit thug I am not... second, yes that is Agatha Harkass and yes... something got the drop on her but nothing two bit. As for myself, the name's King, Hannibal King... I'm a private eye, worked with Agatha a few times... but not enough to ever suspect she'd call out to me at the time of her death." -I stick my hand out, the perverbial handshake.- |
(20:58:19 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she watched him pick the skull up and place it into the gym bag with her other remains. as he zipped it closed, she glanced at him softly "It just can't be Agatha Harkness. Because if it is, that means my Grandmother is.. is dead." she felt her eyes burn as the tears came. she heard the introduction he gave, but she simply couldn't... say anything. she simply was crushed. the closest thing she'd ever had to a real family was.. gone. she'd never got along with her Dad, her Mom took off when she was a baby..... Agatha was all she had and now she was a bunch of memories and unlearned spells. as she wiped her eyes, she saw he'd extended his hand. not to be rude, she gently shook it and as she touched him her eyes went wide "You aren't human... Not even close." |
(21:49:26 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "Oh you are good!" -the hand feels cold and clamy to the touch. pulling it back from you and keep my own distance.- "I'd offer you something to drink... but no minibar. But I have some sparkling Louisiana swamp water?" -filling a plastic cup with some brown tap water and drinking it. I think I'll drop the mist form right now, yeah... see if I drop one vampiric trait, I can mimic one human trait, which is how I'm drinking water right now.- "So you're Agatha's grandaughter? I wasn't aware she had any grandaughters, just one hell of a grandson, that fucker's a piece of work." |
(21:53:40 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she shrugged a bit and crossed her arms "Not that good. I'm really still just learning. Grandmother was teaching me the fine art of magic. I'm nothing like her, skill wise. I just... yeah. Still trying to process that she's gone. You ever think somebody you know.... that they just won't ever die?" she let out a soft sigh and eased herself down into a nearby chair "My name's Rose Marie. I'm Nicholas' kid... but let's just say Dad and I don't see eye to eye. I was the one who sought my Grandmother out. He still pretty much despises her after being disowned and all that. Apparently being mortal really didn't set well with him." she glanced around the room for a moment before looking back at him "So.. what's your story? How'd you wind up in.. Louisiana? Is that where we are?" |
(21:59:44 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "Huma..." -he raised the glass to toast a well placed guess.- "To be exact. To be honest I'm not sure. I was having dreams about Agatha for a few nights. Then felt compelled to travel down South and here I am. I don't think, she was murdered here, I think she drug herself here. Even now, I can feel her trying to cling to this world but she's slowly slipping away. Whatever knocked her down is big and it is mean." -he leaned back against the dresser and placed the plastic cup down.- "I collected her remains out in the swamp. I thought maybe Stephen Strange could help... I'm not a stranger to supernatrual investigation but this... someone nuked Agatha Harkass... I'm just... I'm just small time, Rose." |
(22:18:52 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she glanced at the duffle bag and wiped away a tear "When I touched her skull... my hand burned. This wasn't simply a murder, HK. This was the result of something very dark and very powerful. It's smart enough not to leave anything that could be traced back to the source, that's for certain. I just know that whatever went down, she put up a hell of a fight. Especially if she called to you and sent me here to find you. Apparently Grandmother feels like you can help. And that you and I working together may just be able to find out who did this." she gave him the oddest look before she slid out of the chair "Would this be.... a weird request to ask you to take me out to the swamp where you found her? I might be able to... well... do magic stuff to see if maybe we can find a clue as to who maybe dropped her there. I have a strange feeling that whoever did this didn't exactly get his or her hands dirty. If we can track down the flunky... maybe that will lead us to the big dog. And that's who I really want a piece of." |
(22:27:03 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "Do magic and stuff... is that a technical term?" -walking over to the bed, he picked up the duffle bag, slinging it over his shoulder. turning around to look at you.- "What? I'm not leaving her remains here. She's not dead yet... someone's going to want to finish the job. But I'll show you all the same, come on." -it took some time but a trek across the highway on foot, through the forrest, across the stream. it's a long trek and all this time you can notice Hannibal King doesn't have any breath. nor does he seem to ever be short of breath. after awhile you could here the Mississippi, it was close to the Bloody 'ol Muddy. Hannibal stops suddenly, holding his arm out to stop you. he pulls a .38 revolver out of his overcoat. cocking the weapon slowly.- "We're not alone..." -supernatrual senses, there's five people ahead around the area he found the remains of Agatha Harkass.- |
(22:37:52 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she laughed lightly and actually mustered up a smile for him "Where I'm from? Yeah.. it is!" she walked over and held onto the sleeve of his coat as he hoisted the duffle bag over his shoulder. the trek to the swamp wasn't exactly an easy one, but she held her own and kept up pretty well! hey if she'd known she was going to go walking through a swamp she would have worn something that could have gotten wet! as she was about to ask him how close they were he stuck his arm out and stopped her in her tracks. she peered around his shoulder and blinked a bit when he pulled out the gun "Um... no kidding? And since when does a vamp need a gun? Yeah... I'm cool like that. You got that dead guy touch going on. No offense." she slipped from around his arm and started to creep up closer to the shadowed figures surrounding a disturbed part of the swamp |
(22:47:30 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: -he just shot you a look at that. he creeped up ahead of you some. so the secret was out. he peered past a thicket of brush. even in the dark his vampire senses were keen! he could see five men, all dressed in black. two were armed with some heavy weaponry. uzis or they looked like uzis, maybe mac tens? okay so he was a vampire with a revolver but he didn't know much about guns. they seemed to be combing around the spot where he found Agatha's remains. 'This isn't good. She won't like this...' and another, 'I tell you, she teleported right here!' followed by, 'Yeah well I don't see no body, just some torn robes, the one the old bitch was wearing when Selene but the whammy on her.'- "Selene?" -he whispered more to himself than to you.- |
(23:03:07 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she blinked and sent him a slight grin "Oh don't give me that look.. I'm not grossed out. Long as you don't try to bite me!" that got her another look and she was about to laugh when he silenced her with a look. as she shut up, she caught the faint sounds of people talking. she couldn't really discern any voices, but they didn't sound like any magic users or anyone in the know. just as she thought.. lackeys. as she watched HK grip his gun tighter, he tensed. the group must have said something that didn't set well with him, but what? it was almost like he became unnerved. she leaned in from behind him and whispered softly "Who's... Selene? And where can I find her? If that bitch put the... whammy on my Grandmother, she's gonna wish it backfired when I'm done!" that's when the shadows stood up and looked right at them and she swallowed softly "Oh.. shit. My bad. Was I talking too loud again?" |
(23:10:47 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "I have no clue who Selene is..." -someone must have heard the two of you cause they swung their weapon around and shined the light at the end in the dirrection you were both standing. 'Freeze!' the one with the gun was shouting.- "Oh screw it!" -Hannibal opened fire. he shot once and missed. he shot again and the light exploded in shattered glass. the others opened fire with a hail of bullets. Hannibal pushed you down into the mud.- "Look out!" -he stayed down covering you as his back was torn up by a hail of bullets. his face was looking down at you, contorted into a etched disign of agony. sure he was immortal and they couldn't really hurt him but it stung like a bitch!- |
(23:17:53 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: "Don't you tell me to freeze you jerk! Who's Selene! What'd she do to my Grandmother!!!" the only response she got was the opening fire of bullets in their direction!!! as HK shoved her down from behind into the mud, she landed face first with a scream. she felt him on top of her and she sputtered and muttered "I can't believe this shit. I'm covered in mud with a dead guy laying on me! Grandmother.. I hope to hell you know how much you're worth it for me to go through this!" as she heard him wincing as the bullets struck him, she just sighed "Hang in there, HK! I'm so on this!" she whistled and suddenly there came a rippling of the waters around them. gators emerged from the murky depths of the swamp and she looked at them from beneath him. with the eye contact established, she spoke to them.. HEY! Yeah! Wally... you and your pals there! How about a lil help? The guys in black there? Oh shit.. yeah. I forgot. You're color-blind. Great. Okay! Those guys right there! See 'em? Yeah! EAT their asses! Give us time to get the hell outta here! I'll owe you a big one! as she pushed out from under him, she grabbed his cold, dead hand and took off running "Move your dead ass, HK! I got... people on it!" and behind them, came screams and gator hisses |
(23:25:01 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: -he had no idea what was happening. aligators crawled up from the river bank and attacked the shooters. screams and gunfire came from behind the two of you as you lead Hannibal through the wilderness. running and leaping, it wasn't hard for him to keep, as a matter of fact it was without any effort at all. you could hear some of them give chase behind you.- "Up ahead... that sunken wrought iron fence!" -he was pulled by you as you ran across the threshold. Hannibal screamed and let go of your hand. his hand smoldered and burst into flames!- "The fuck? Holy ground? Out here?" -as he put out his hand against his jacket, more bullets rained down upon the two of you from behind. he ducked.- "Go! I'll find a way around and meet up with you on the other side.!" |
(23:29:15 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she glanced back in a tangle of hair and saw he was on her tail.... but so were the jerks with the guns!! she heard him scream for her to head to the fence up ahead and that's where she went! when he jerked away from her hand and let out a scream, she stopped and watched his hand burst into flames "OH shit!!! I.... I didn't know!!! Damn I'm so sorry!!!! HK I'm sorry!" more bullets hit the back of his coat and she screamed as one whizzed by her head. his "GO" was loud and clear enough and she took off running through the cemetary, trying not to trip on loose gravestones "BE careful!!! Watch your ass!" |
(23:33:22 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: -he stood and watched to make sure you got some distance away from the firefight. another bullet flew by, this time hitting him in the shoulder.- "I hate my job!" -he sucked in a much undeeded... and unrequired breath, just old habits of humanity. spinning around, he raised his arms.- "Hey, over here!" -and as he waved their attention, he started to run! he lost his jacket and began to undo his tie. unbuttoning his shirt. he ran and leapt up into the air, his body morphed and a huge wolf leapted right out of what remaining clothing he had on. labing on all fours and running off into the night. the increased speed being enough to put some distance between himself and these men.- |
(23:38:10 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: she managed to make it through the cemetary with minimal trippings and skinned knees. as she slid over the fence on the far side, she ran over to a nearby tree and slumped against the thick trunk. as she sucked wind, she groaned "I really... shouldn't... have stopped that... that marathon training stuff. Shit! I feel like I'm gonna die!" as she doubled over and caught her breath, she thought she heard rustling coming from behind her. she straightened and she stood flat against the tree. peering around, she thought she saw something dark... like an animal "OH jesus... I'm going to be eaten in the swamp by a crazy ass.... swamp bear or... swamp cat! Do they even have bears or cats in the swamp anyway?" she glanced back around to take another look, hoping the hungry animal had decided to pass on along "Where the hell is HK? He said he'd meet me here!" |
(23:44:10 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: -a wolf came out of the darkness. it growled at you a bit... that's right... no one ever shot at me until I met you. then the wolf came closer to you and sniffed at your feet. slowly walking around you. it was taking it's time. then it laid it's head against your thigh as you slumped down. pondering biting you and then springing up s the wolf morphed back into Hannibal King. he stood there for a seond naked before he took refuge behind a large tree.- "Umm... might I borrow your jacket?" |
(23:48:40 ) ![]() Rose Marie Harkness sorcerer's apprentice Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment Marvel United@Imagine Chat In an unknown location says to |Hail to the King, Baby|: the wolf lept out at her and she screamed and fell back. as it growled and circled her for a moment, she didn't dare flinch. slowly it approached, sniffing at her "Jesus......... I'm so dead. I am just so dead! Eaten alive by a wolf!!" as it came even closer, it laid its head against her thigh and she gasped softly "What the.... hell? What are you doing you bastard? Playing with your dinner before you eat it?" and in a flash, the wolf seemed to vanish and there stood a very naked Hannibal King. as he darted behind the tree, she sat there on her ass, dumbfounded. for a moment, all she could do was stare "NO! You sure as fuck can't borrow my jacket you asshole! You scared the shit out of me! You can just be naked, dammit! You.. were gonna bite me you jerk! Want to borrow my jacket, fuck off!" |
(23:59:02 ) Hannibal KingIn an unknown location says to =::|semi|charmed|life|::: "Oh cut me a break!" -he called out from behind the tree. he was trying his best not to beg but it wasn't helping and then he realised.- "I dropped the duffle bag, Rose!" -he came out from behind the tree, entirely exposed where the shadows hadn't covered him. he stared at you, for a dead guy he wasn't in half bad shape. then he pointed to the sky.- "Red sky at night... sailor's delight! Red sky at morning... sailor take wanring. Red sky, I'm sailor... the sun's coming up and I don't have enough time to make it back to the motel. Remember this spot Rose!" -and just like that, the naked Hannibal King appeared to just melt... melding with the earth beneath him as the sun rose in it's bright color haze.- * * * * * -meanwhile somewhere else, the mysterious men had gained hold of Agatha's remains. taking the bag somewhere private as they took her skull, smashing it against the floor, the bone shattering. revealing a rolled up piece of parchment. a gloved hand, more feminine than masculine unrolls it... the parchment... dried flesh written in blood... the first of many Book of Darkhold fragments...- |