jaws5sonofjaws: (Mart Serious)
ACTION

[Mart wake sup to a bright and shiny 4th Of July in Mayfield! Home sweet... wait a minute... no it isn't! Mart is feeling really confused with these happy feeling about Mayfield creeping up on him. But then, it's a celebration of this wonderful town, in this wonderful country! Time to celebrate in style! Mart is outside and happily enjoying some cheese burgers and hot dogs. All with a box simply labeled "FIREWORKS" beside him. 'Cause if there's anything better than enjoying a BBQ, it's blowing shit up.]

PHONE

Hey, uh, is anyone else feeling kinda crazy today? I mean, I love The 4th Of July but... something seems off.
jaws5sonofjaws: (Mart Blank)
 [Father's day is a bit of a bitter time for Mart on account of his own father, the primal arch-god of the ocean Leviathan, being absent for most of his young life. Also, it's making him homesick for his mother.]

Action:

Around the house, you can find Mart sulking. And in town at various public hangouts (The park, school, etc.) you can also find him sulking, possibly while eating.
jaws5sonofjaws: (Default)
 [Guess who got hid demi-god shark teeth back? This guy! And he's having a hell of a time now that he has at least one of his powers back, even if he almost committed murder and almost got murdered on two occasions.]

A. Phone

Alright, I got my godly chompers back so two questions to the vets around here:
One, where can I get some seafood? And two, how can I speed up the process of getting my powers and shit back?

B. Action

[At the diner, cafeteria, or picnic table, etc. (your choice) you can find Mart digging into an inhumanly large pile of food, ripping right through every piece with his razor sharp shark teeth. Do you dare ask him for a bite, a word,  join him, or ask to use some table manners? ]
jaws5sonofjaws: (Mart WTF)
 [Despite a fantastic strategy of utilizing a big rock on his target, Mart has ended up with a gashed belly and has now begun to fall under the effects of the fear that was on his census... mainly a fear of getting eaten alive. Now any living thing about his size or bigger he'll be cautious around, especially if there's talk of food or teeth around...]

Phone:

Okay... anyone got tips for killing a guy? I was pretty used to having my powers to beat the shit outta people, but never to kill, and I need to improvise with whatever I got.

And just to warn anyone even THINKING of trying to eat me, I haven't bathed since this whole thing started!

I'd give ya e-choli!



Action

[Mart is walking through the park, hands in his pockets, but he is speed walking rather hastily and looking about. Specifically to the trees and behind him.

Almost as though he's afraid someone or something is after him.]
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?
 
jaws5sonofjaws: (Default)
 Hi everyone! This is Jacob, player of Lex Luthor and The cryptkeeper and this is my OC Mart Vineyard! He bites. Careful. Anywho, He'll be living at 914 Bilko Boulevard and hopefully he'll fit right in at Mayfield with the amount of crazy and violence he has! Going to be posting his entry journal soon, cannot wait to get the ball rolling with him!

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