I feel... darkness calling to me

[tapdancinskelly]

I feel a bit... strange.  Somehow more alive, and yet somehow more dead...

I thirst...

And not for water, fine wine, or any liquid I know... but for life force... and sentience itself...

... and I am being followed.  Not just by the vile evil that stirs in my heart, but by creatures of the darkness that are akin to me.  They appear to even have... afros.

So be it.  If I am to be chosen to be an agent of darkness then let all creatures of the light know my name and fear it.

I am Brooke the skeletal vampire!  Now, fly my bushy minions!  Fly and seek out panties!!  YOHOHOHOHO!!!!

[ooc: Brooke has become the skeletal vampire from magic cards.  He now possesses the abilities of flight and controlling a horde of evil afro bat minions.  He also has become much, much more evil.  If one bat is killed two shall take it's place, and should any harm befall Brooke it shall instead hurt one of his bats.  (although if they died in that manner they don't double)  I think that covers just about everything.]

Comments

[fireofshandora.livejournal.com]

The cannonballs are too, it seems.

Then perhaps you could compose a song about learning new ways to battle.

[tapdancinskelly.livejournal.com]

Oh I don't know about that. I hear that Vice admiral Garp enjoys throwing cannon balls at people with more power than an actual cannon. Yohohoho!

Perhaps... but I think maybe I need to work on my sword skills a little more rather than simply my music. I have been working with my music for quite a few months now almost not even touching my blade.

[fireofshandora.livejournal.com]

Yes, I've wanted to face him again, with those weapons, but I've yet to find the time.

Well, when you are ready to learn, I am willing to teach. It has been a while since I've taught warriors; not since before I arrived here.