[action] The Frozen Depths of Hell!

[evildoorstop]

[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.]

Comments

[evildoorstop]

This is why I'll be leading and you'll be one of the terrified masses. It'll be obvious! Whoever runs away screaming is clearly an enemy.

[immamartillo]

[ Flawless logic, but Firo's offended nonetheless. ]

Hey, it takes more than a few rats to scare me!

[evildoorstop]

How about...a wriggling, filthy, hairy mass of red eyed, whip tailed fiends?

[immamartillo]

It's still just a bunch a' rats, no matter how ya spin it.

[evildoorstop]

We'll see what you say when they're swarming over you!

[immamartillo]

You still gotta find a way to make 'em follow you first.

[evildoorstop]

I'm working on that! Or..will be.

[immamartillo]

Care to share your evil plan with me?

[evildoorstop]

It's a secret!

[immamartillo]

[ Firo frowns. ]

...You don't have one, do ya?

[evildoorstop]

...I'm working on it. It must be perfect!

[immamartillo]

Yeah. Right. Good luck with that.

[evildoorstop]

Ha, I need no luck.

[immamartillo]

But you do need a brain...

[Not that Firo has room to talk.]

[evildoorstop]

Ha! That's what you think.

[immamartillo]

I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure I'm right.

[evildoorstop]

The dead get away with what the living can only imagine!

[immamartillo]

Dead? You were actually alive at some point?

[Firo's not sure what exactly he thought Murray was, but it's strange to think of him as dead when he can still talk and plot.]

[evildoorstop]

At one point. A long time ago.

[immamartillo]

Were you actually, ya know... human?

[evildoorstop]

...Fine! Yes, I was once a part of your feeble race. There, you got it out of me. Are you happy?

[immamartillo]

...Why's it bother you so much?

[evildoorstop]

Because I am so much more now!

[immamartillo]

You're a skull. I think that makes you a whole lot less.

[evildoorstop]

Er, physically, yes. That...is true.