K-Nut

The amazing Barnabo here! Wait I have to do an act? In public? What if it goes wrong? What if I'm laughed at? What if I'm not ready? Someone save me! I tried putting the pic as my Av but it wouldn't work. Any idea O how to make it work?

It's brick-built, using the rememberall from Harry Potter. I will say it was a pain making him.

"From this crazed fellows mind." Finnegan looked at the passed out Althior.

"He's my personal lackey, of course I need him! Plus he carries my stuff."

Somebody has been doing their share of circus acts.

Yes, my big secret that has changed Althior is out. Celebrate if you must. I hope it's not braking any rules of the game.

Althior strode back into Heroica Hall after his frustrated rampage, exhausted, dying of thirst, and a Floating figure behind him with a backpack. Althior sat down at the table he had previously sat at. He slumped in the chair and began to speak. "Everyone this is Finnegan. Finnegan, everyone." Finnegan said nothing "You know, Gibbin," said Althior as he watched Gibbin crack his knuckles threateningly, "I was going to have him pull of your moustache and such, but I'm so megablocking exhausted that I figured I'd have a few drinks and maybe pass out here. Such a wonderful idea. Finnegan, go get me a drink." "Your legs do not look broken!" His very sophisticated voice said. Althior gave him a very threatening stare. "Fine." Althior sat back as he waited for his drink. OOC: Now before you say anything, I had Finnegan thought up way before Finnegan the sand blue came along. So I did not plagiarize. Now looking at it that picture is really gray. I'll have to retake it this weekend. Oi! Really, for now the only reason Finnegan is around is to carry my stuff. But trust me when I say this is a big step in the character progress of Althior. Finnegan is an NPC who's Althior's lackey, so he has no powers and whatsoever. Just someone to bicker with.

OOC: Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough.

Alf walks down the stairs and out of Heroica Hall. As he steps out, Althior is nowhere to be seen. Gone without a trace. OOC: No peeking.

I'll turn them into toads, and then there'll be a clear winner.

Althior stood from the table, outraged by the rouge's rudeness. "I'll be coming back, and I won't be alone." And with that he left the saloon, and Heroica Hall itself. OOC: No offense to you, CMP, just about to add some depth to Althior's character.

"Ouch! That hurt! But at least I have my moustache come back cream. Emorith specialty." Althior applied it, and his moustache came back instantly. "Oh, and have you see undead with a hundred life points? I didn't think so."

"Technically, it was the bird."

I never thought it was specified. Curse you Bob!

"Stupid bird, I don't have fingers! Why do you think I have these gloves?" OOC: :iamded_lol:

Hey, my moustache is 100% genuine! And that's not a Gryffindor cres- Where's some brasso when you need it?

Althior had a hunger for fried chicken right now.

Wow, Tarn, you're a busy guy! I was thinking about hitting on you in there. Why doesn't anybody hit on me?

"Hey! You're the dork, I mean guy, who had the chicken on his head and ran into me on my first day here!"

Abraxas! Abraxas! Kind of the point.

"Oh of course not! I meant this in comparison, as he is on the same level as demons and vermin. OOC: No need, someone once called me Altair in Quest #3.

Might, though with its popularity, (And how Masked is here more than Star Wars )it probably won't be until at least a year from now.

"Hello Alexis! I liked it, though the beasts we faced were more terrifying then anything I'd seen before." "Thank you very much Tarn!" "I've signed up for #9 and #10, but not #11, don't want to put my reputation with the Ziefrieds at stake. Nice people, but the death of Zed was a shame. I do hear they've located the Matriarch, though. I wonder what has happened to that demon, Abraxas." OOC: How'd you get us mixed up? I'm way cooler than him.

Are you counting Shadows?

"Yes, it looks much better than you running around shirtless."