Equip with the handy tool known as a journal, he strode through the gate with ease due to the lack of people. And man, what wimps they were! Why, they had run away faster than any of those children he had the pleasure of 'juicing' with the old 'Bloody Mary' trick. Kids would often attempt it, believing they'd see some woman by that name if they lock themselves in their bathroom, turned off all the lights, and repeat the name three to five times. But instead of some woman by the name of 'Mary', when they turned to the mirror they would sometimes find the Bio-Exorcist smiling back at them.
The look on their face was always priceless. A true Kodak moment as they wildly banged on the door, pleading for their friends to let them out. Actually, Betelgeuse kept pictures of those horrified faced in his wallet. They were always good for an old laugh. Great to show off at parties too. -not that he ever had time to show the photo's to anyone at the parties he was invited to.
A pale hand brought itself into his pocket, pulling out what appeared to be a giant roach, very similar to the ones he had unleashed on the crowd not to long ago. Without hesitation, he thoughtlessly took a bite of it's body. He didn't bother to wipe off the pieces of the insect that fell from his lips and onto his coat.
"Hmm..." the ghost said to himself while he looked over the little device in his other hand. It appeared to be some sort of line of communication. People printed things on here, and others could view, reply and... What the hell happened to him?
His brows knitted together in frustration of the sudden distraction, carrying him away from his current research. He had better things to do then worry about such stupid details. Viscously devouring the rest of the roach in his grasp, he attempted to disregard such thoughts. What did it matter where he was, how he got there? He had living to scare, a city to take over and, and... And what was with all these blonde haired FREAKS around him?
Groaning, Betelgeuse allowed himself to collapse onto one of the near benches. He clutched his skull for a moment, then punched it in an attempt to rid of the content inside. What the hell was wrong with him? He never questioned! He just did. It was the Juice way!
Throwing his head down, only for a moment, he sat in silence, his journal now safely resting in his pocket. It was then he slowly brought his head back up, an alarmingly large grin across his lips. Something had caught his eye.
It had dark brown hair, almost touching its shoulders and a pretty black dress...
Jumping to life, the striped suit wearing ghost suddenly appeared on Lightfellow's shoulders. He had mistaken the maiden as a male from behind due to her armor. If he had been known that she were a woman, he surely wouldn't be treating her in such a manner. "Forget about the walk, babes." the Bio-Exorcist replied for Chris, pushing down on the knights head with his hands as he leaned down to flash a crooked smile at Miranda. "It was no problem at all."
[ooc: Ahhh, sorry for all the posts. Four, that's horrible XD]
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The look on their face was always priceless. A true Kodak moment as they wildly banged on the door, pleading for their friends to let them out. Actually, Betelgeuse kept pictures of those horrified faced in his wallet. They were always good for an old laugh. Great to show off at parties too. -not that he ever had time to show the photo's to anyone at the parties he was invited to.
A pale hand brought itself into his pocket, pulling out what appeared to be a giant roach, very similar to the ones he had unleashed on the crowd not to long ago. Without hesitation, he thoughtlessly took a bite of it's body. He didn't bother to wipe off the pieces of the insect that fell from his lips and onto his coat.
"Hmm..." the ghost said to himself while he looked over the little device in his other hand. It appeared to be some sort of line of communication. People printed things on here, and others could view, reply and... What the hell happened to him?
His brows knitted together in frustration of the sudden distraction, carrying him away from his current research. He had better things to do then worry about such stupid details. Viscously devouring the rest of the roach in his grasp, he attempted to disregard such thoughts. What did it matter where he was, how he got there? He had living to scare, a city to take over and, and... And what was with all these blonde haired FREAKS around him?
Groaning, Betelgeuse allowed himself to collapse onto one of the near benches. He clutched his skull for a moment, then punched it in an attempt to rid of the content inside. What the hell was wrong with him? He never questioned! He just did. It was the Juice way!
Throwing his head down, only for a moment, he sat in silence, his journal now safely resting in his pocket. It was then he slowly brought his head back up, an alarmingly large grin across his lips. Something had caught his eye.
It had dark brown hair, almost touching its shoulders and a pretty black dress...
Jumping to life, the striped suit wearing ghost suddenly appeared on Lightfellow's shoulders. He had mistaken the maiden as a male from behind due to her armor. If he had been known that she were a woman, he surely wouldn't be treating her in such a manner. "Forget about the walk, babes." the Bio-Exorcist replied for Chris, pushing down on the knights head with his hands as he leaned down to flash a crooked smile at Miranda. "It was no problem at all."
[ooc: Ahhh, sorry for all the posts. Four, that's horrible XD]