evildoorstop: (BWAHAHAHA)
[Murray has found himself back in the Item Shop, where to his delight he's come across a familiar though old skeletal arm, still covered in a layer of now dried paste. Anyone nearby or over the journal may see a skull sitting beside the arm exclaiming loudly.]

My arm! At last! Enemies beware, for Murray, the mighty demonic skull is no longer one mere skull, but has limbs again! ...one limb! Again! The powers of torment are once more within my grasp! BWAHAHAHA!!!

[Muttered] Still a bit pasty. Ergh.
evildoorstop: (thinking)
[Murray is bothered. Of course he would never admit this, but the thing is, the real crutch of the matter is, he'd really gotten used to being a disembodied skull. Sure, it had its problems - lack of mobility being at the top of the list. But, really, a skull was scarier than some typical seen-it-already skeleton. And, for a skull, he's accomplished a lot.

And yet. And yet, he experienced a body again. The power of robotics, while far beyond his understanding had been at his bony fingertips, figuratively speaking of course. And it had been marvelous!

Sure it could be fun to ride in someone's pockets. And there were certainly some far cleaner pockets in Luceti, but to move again! To stalk across the land spreading mayhem and terror.]

I'm sure some of you feeble mortals have wishes you want granted. How do you go about doing such things?

[Later after some thought, he remembers a certain round doctor who he once spoke to and later him bragging about robotics or some such.]

[Filtered to Eggman 1% (It was only sheer luck he managed even that one percent.)]

Eggman! I want to talk to you!
evildoorstop: (nice)
May 28
[Those near the fountain or able to view video will see a skull fall into the fountain with a loud splash. A slightly gurgly voice can be heard.]

Argh! Oh the pain...Someone get me out of here! [His voice suddenly softens a bit.] If it wouldn't be too much bother, I'd be thankful for a lift. Of course I'd understand if you're too busy. Yes, understanding and a curse-blessing upon you for all your business!

Save me or face the wrath of all of...wait why can't I say it? Argh!


May 29

[Murray's voice swiftly followed by his video crackles into life.]
Ahem, is this thing...Ah there it is. Hello, good people of Luceti! Ha, this is magnificent, isn't it? I hope I haven't disturbed anyone, but I wanted you all to know that I, Murray a Mighty Heavenly Force would like to offer my help to anyone who needs it! Please, don't be afraid to ask!

[OOC: Event! Those who know Murray may realise he's seems weirdly nice and polite...with thought bubbles!]
evildoorstop: (angry)
[A voice crackles over the journal sounding muttery at first before getting stronger and there's an image of a skull.]

This is so neat..should have done this sooner.

Hear me, Luceti! I am Murray, the Mighty Demonic Sku- [He cuts off suddenly as a metallic hand reaches down to him and scoops him away from the view. There's a pause then-]

Hey! Hands off!

[There's the sound of angry clicking and clacking then silence.]
evildoorstop: (Tale Teller)
[Beware beware, in the depths of the library's horror section there lies a dark shape, a masked head tucked in between the terrible chaos and insanity of H.P Lovecraft and the darkness of Brahm Stoker.

Those nearby may hear the echoes of a low and gravelly voice.] And so it was...And thus did darkness fall...Terror rained down upon the land...

[The voice will be silent at times leaving some to meet this being accidentally.
Stumble upon this grisly scene at your own peril.]
evildoorstop: (thinking)
[Murray is on an important hunt for something special. Those in the item shop may come across a skull attempting to appear inconspicuous, but ruining it with a great deal of muttering.]

Black is more evil..No no, have to be disguised. Blonde is innocent...Ooo the red of hell fire, but..hmm...This would be easier with hands.

[Yes, Murray is tucked in on a shelf, his eye sockets fixed on a selection of wigs.]
evildoorstop: (BWAHAHAHA)
[Murray has found himself outside a lot lately, in the cold and the snow, but now it's time to take advantage of it. He is currently sitting on top of the fountain, soaked and icy. He has some little icicles forming in his eye sockets and at the back of his skull. Despite his icy situation, he seems diabolically cheery, calling out to random people passing by.]

Beware my frozen sockets of doom! This land will be smothered in the winters of death! Beware! Turn back! Turn back! Before the frozen depths of hell envelop you! [And other such threatening comments.]
evildoorstop: (chest)
[There is a seemingly ordinary box sitting on a shelf among the item shop supplies, ordinary until it starts emitting a clattering sound and a voice…]

Alone at last! I will rule this wooden realm! Oohhh, my skull…The next time that measly pirate tries that again, he shall meet the clicking jaws of his doom bwahaha!

[There’s a pause.]

Gee. I thought it would be wetter. It sure is boring – OUCH! [There are sounds of bumping and clacking as he is bouncing around trying to see what is hurting him.] What? What are…Wings? Wings?! Yes! The power of mobility is mine at last! All shall bow down in fear as I soar across the land spreading pain and misery! Buwahahaha! Now if I could just get out of here. 

[There are more sounds of bumping and sharp clacks.]

Argh! Release me or suffer my wrath! Mere wood can’t hold me forever! 

[Murray's journal is also inside the box with him, but he is too self absorbed to notice it just yet.]

evildoorstop: (bwahaha)
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