jaws5sonofjaws: (Mart Sandwich)
 [So, Mart is new to all this Mayfield shenannigans and having to track down and kill some guy leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

But, if the guy's a dick and he can get his powers back for it, and death isn't even permanent then hell, why not?]

A. Phone

So, all we gotta do is take out somebody who won't even be dead for long? Not that big a deal to me. 'Cause the sooner I get my powers back, the better. But shit like this happened before I hear around? So, what happened last time?

B. Action.

[Mart is sitting on the front porch of his house, giant sandwich in hand/mouth, population control package and letter to his side. He'll look menacingly at anyone who approaches.]

BITE #I

May. 15th, 2011 02:04 am
jaws5sonofjaws: (Mart UMAD?)
[Mart awakens, yawns, and then stretches his arms and legs upon lifting himself from bed. Drowsily, he walks past a mirror in his room... only to run back to it when he notices that one: This isn't his room. These are not his astronaut emblazoned pajama. He doesn't even have pajamas. And two: He's got flat, regular, human teeth!]

What the hell!?

[Mart examines the room further. Everything is all old and crappy, like the kind of stuff you'd see on the TV land channel. Which of course means, not cool.]

A. Phone (Public)

[Mart grabs a nearby phone and tries to call up his witch mother.]

Hey, mom!  Is this another weird spell to punish me?

B. Action
 
[Mart, not wanting to solve this mystery on an angry stomach, will walk outside, in his astronaut pajamas, and find the nearest available person to ask where is a good place to eat around here. 
 
That of course, means you.]
 
Hey, buddy, where can a guy like me get his weight in burgers around here?
 

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