Recent content by VomitIcicle

Mentions: @Gao Graham's eyes narrowed further as the kid he had pulled out kept babbling. He took his cigarette out, blew a puff of smoke to the side. Suspicion was growing, but his gut said otherwise. This boy, weird as he was, certainly wasn't a killer. Brain like a scrambled egg, maybe...

@Gao The spiky headed youth followed him out, his ever increasingly incessant babbling eliciting an internal sigh from the sheriff. He turned to face the youth, rolling around the cigarette clenched between his teeth in annoyance, a habit he had picked up recently. Right when all of these cases...

The sheriff entered the dimly lit classroom, the gathering place of this 'Dungeons and Dragons' shit. What was Reggie's little witchcraft club thing called? Swords and Adventurers? Devils and Axes? The Goblin Diddlers? Yeah, that sounded about right. Reginald was fascinated with it. His little...

@SteepVision @RipTide Fuckity, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck! Crazies on all sides, some fucking stranger on his fucking roof, and a fucking... Dog? Kinda' cute, in a really ugly way. Scrunched up face, dopey eyes oblivious to the imminent and quite vicarious danger as the mass of flesh...

@SteepVision @RipTide No time to think, no time to even catch his breath as some old bumbling fuck started jamming his finger and screaming even louder. He wanted driving? He'd get driving. Still high off of the previous adrenaline rush from his brush with death at the hands of one of the...

Kinda bare bones but I'm leaving some of the finer details to get revealed naturally as the story progresses Also tried to make him kinda an antithesis to stick out alongside the main cast, moreso than his role

I'm up for it

NAME: Smith Graham NICKNAMES: Easy-S, Pot-snatcher. The second one he earned for his tendency to shakedown known dealers for his own 'recreational use' D.O.B: April 8, 1940 AGE: 47 GENDER: Male ORIENTATION: Cis ROLE: The Lawman, the sheriff of a sleepy town and working on his retirement, he has...

@SteepVision @RipTide Vision still blurry, ears reeling from a combination of disjointed shouting and inhumane moans, James was nonetheless able to get the gist. Car. Without his glasses? Fuck that! He shoved away at the man blindly, staggering halfway out of the car, breaking free of the...

Cautiously interested, have a weird character idea I'm willing to pitch but would be more than happy to take on any open role that happens to be available

Something like that, gathering information

Had an idea for a character, dont know how particularly acceptable it would be though A monster hunter?

@SteepVision @RipTide @erzulie The sudden shriek of an emergency alarm sent James practically keaping out of his socks. The stumbling and passive mass of former tourists outside turned in unison, their broken and rotting bodies reinvigorated at the prospect of new prey, a few even going so far...

@erzulie "Not even gonna' say anything about the corpse?" James questioned, retching slightly as the mystery man he had been following turned and progressed farther downstairs without a word. Right. So his picks were a psycho with a gun and a bunch of psychos who wanted to eat him...

@erzulie "Shit, shit, shit." James breathed, following close behind as the man made his ascent down to a lower room. Legs shaking, he gingerly scooted over the railing, dangling precariously over the side of the gargantuan hotel. It seems the start of his descent was just in the nick of time...