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@spookyowlman-b
Barnaby from Billie Bust-Up!
5+ years of rp experience
canon divergent
oc and crossover friendly
semi-selective
written by Berry (@berrys-hub-blog)
About / Rules
AYYYY THE SHADOWBAN IS GONE!!! I won't be using this blog anymore unless I get shadowbanned again so go follow spookyowlman
haters will see you kill some one and be like hey that guys a murderer
@shadowtoons-arinanon wanted a starter like ages ago... im sorry
He was watching something. Or, someone, to be exact. He watched him in silence, tilting his head from side to side, trying to figure out what the thing in front of him was.
And then, out of nowhere, he decided to YELL at them.
"WHOAH!!! OHMYGOSH!!! ARE YOU A POSSESSED DOLL?!!!?"
Fanto was just going through the lines he had, reworking with some of it. To him was off, but never think someone was here watching him, or rather a ghost. Soon he was re-reading his script had created the puppet male jumped and turn around quickly. The paper he had now scattered. “WHO WHAT—“ Look up now see him. “What the?-“
“No I am not possessed.” Fantoccio replied and huffed toward the male, now just notice it. “How did you get here, and what are you?” Questioned the other, only now them to float up in the air with his arms crossed.
“Mainly to disrupt me working on my script for the act I am gonna preform soon.”
"So you can move by youself? WITHOUT being possessed?? OOOOOHOHOHOHOO!! That is SOOOO COOL!!!" He flapped his wings joyfully.
"I'm Barnaby!!! And, what do you mean what I am??? I'm OBVIOUSLY an owl!" Yeah, obviously! Cause what owl ISN'T three meters tall?
"Oooooh, you're an actor???" He clapped with his wings and the papers got up from the floor, now hovering in the air in front of Barnaby. "What kind of act is it?" he was already reading the papers.
// I will post a few more replies here bc most of my replies (which are in my drafts) are almost done and I don't feel like re-writing them lol
but after that, i will start reblogging threads on @spookyowlman
"OOO hohohohohohooo!" he giggled, even blushing a little. Oh he absolutely took that as flirting!
"Magic clown? OOOH I LOVE clowns! Especially the creepy ones!"
He grabbed the clown's hand and looked at him deep in the eyes.
"Oh, you just HAVE to join me in a party someday! I host a lot of parties in my mansion and I bet my little barnaboos would LOVE to see you perform!"
"I can be creepy sometimes~! I scare a lot of people, especially when I am going at them with a knife to slice and dice them~!" Sure he did magic acts.. but not all of them were tame. Sometimes his performances involved killing people....
"A PARTY~? Hehehe I would be DELIGHTED to~! I won't even charge you~! But just be warned, my performances aren't always for the weak of heart~! Sometimes things can get a bit... messy~," he said with his tongue sticking out.
"Ooooh! A knife is an excellent way to get rid of that pesky mortal body!" What a nice guy, helping people like that!
"That's okay, a little mess never hurt anybody!" except for the victim maybe...
"Ohhhh this is so exciting!" He clapped with his wings excitedly, then grabbed and shook Nikolai's hand. "That's it! You're coming!!! I'll send you an invitation sometime!"
The flinch that comes in reaction to the sudden cloud of glitter is just enough to catch her off guard when she's practically scooped up and spun around with the owl. He picked her up so effortlessly... it wasn't something anyone would consider a grand gesture but she feels like an actual kid for a moment. Enough so that Melody actually gives a little laugh. How couldn't she between the playful gesture and Barnaby's excited demeanour.
"Hehe, it's truly that obvious that I'm not just a successor, huh?"
"Well, I guess it would make sense for her to be well-known; she did help a lot of people when she was around. I guess I'm just more used to her being infamous rather than famous though." Actually being treated a little closer to her age seemed to change how the little bot acted significantly. "I wouldn't be surprised if there's activity here at different points in time, it wouldn't have been in Mom's notes if there wasn't."
A couple blinks are given at hearing the place would be teeming with ghosts in a matter of days. Less like she didn't believe it and more like the idea of such wasn't a concept she was entirely used to. "Ah, yeah- You mentioned a party, right? It sounds like you host a lotta them."
He had a big smile on his face as he spun around with the girl. He was so happy to get a laugh out of the girl!
"Ooohhohohoh yes my dear, every single month I host a TRRREMENDOUSLY big party! Gotta have something to make this afterlife worth it, you see!" He winked playfully.
It was fun while it lasted, but then it was time for Barnaby to get serious. It was an extremely rare thing to get him to be serious, but after hearing that Cam was no more, he just couldn't joke about it.
He tilted his head. He didn't understand. "But... whatever do you mean by 'when she was around'? Where is she now?"
It wasn’t something, but someone who had miraculously appeared from nowhere, who Melody butted into and dropped to the floor with the slightest tap and a yelp. She didn’t realize it until she stared up and up and up at his dark, spindly form that now towered over her.
“I—I—I didn’t—well, I did—but—I had to…” What good would it do to try to argue with a big, terrifying owl? She couldn’t deny it:
“I’m guilty,” she cried. “It’s true! I wanted to hide—until the weather wasn’t so terrible.” She hid from his gaze under her cap. “Oh, Barnaby, there must be something I can do to stay? I don’t want to go back outside. I don’t want to be in trouble!”
He just stared at the fly for a moment. Then a big smile appeared on his face.
"Ohhhh just- look at you! So little and delicate... I could just CRRRUSH you with my fingers!" he created a dummy version of Melody in his hand and squeezed it like a stress ball, until it somehow turned into dust.
"I can't stay mad at you! Besides..." He took a REALLY close look at the little creature. "you look a little young to die."
"..... you know what? Fine! I don't know what you have against that WONNDERFUL weather, but fine, you can stay! On one condition..."
// I will post a few more replies here bc most of my replies (which are in my drafts) are almost done and I don't feel like re-writing them lol
but after that, i will start reblogging threads on @spookyowlman
"The front door," Fyodor answered bluntly.
Interesting, this owl was a ghost.. Was he just a normal owl that turned into this monster like being? Or did he always look like this? Oh well.. he couldn't help but think of Nikolai the way the other cheerfully spoke.. Which kind of made Barnaby give a good impression on the demon.
"No no, I would prefer an owl. You look great the way you are. So no need to change forms," Fyodor replied.
"So not only do you haunt it, you own it too? I bet this is a tourist place. Ever get any ghost hunters coming here to exorcise you?"
"Oh that door! Always inviting new people." Yup. It was not uncomlon for it to just open itself to strangers.
"Hohoho, me? Looking... great??" He giggled, and his face spun around.
"Oh! Yu-hu-hup! I do get 'em at times! It's so much fun to play with them. Last time I taught them to fight a dragon!" He then transformed into a dragon.
"Guess how it went? Hoho~"
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it must be a prank.
this first assumptive thought felt the most explanatory given Moufette's situation. any other night of falling asleep has gone without a hitch, so pray tell why— WHY was he waking up on the stiff, cold floorboards of a dark room ?
the moment this change in scenery clicks past the lag of sleepy vision it has the small mime scrambling to her knees with a squeak. they're no stranger to being teleported all willy-nilly for a new act; its become instinctive to be alert for whatever the ringleader may have in store, however THIS was a new low. could it be another adventure ?
franticly, Moufette pats at her chest then reaches within to pull out a lighter. with a little humph ! as they stand, it gets flicked open. offering a small flame that hardly illuminates his surroundings. a tiny comfort in the unknown.
“ is a-anyone else here... ? ” a pause. only silence is returned. “ Caine, if you can hear me... ”
“ —GIVE A DAMN WARNING NEXT TIME !! ”
There was silence for a moment. No noise at all, except for Mouffette's own voice that echoed in the room.
Then... out of nowhere... a quiet chuckle. "Ahhohoho...!"
Which soon turned into laughter. "Ooohohohohoo!! Eeeehehehehehehee!"
While there was no one to be seen, it was quite clear that someone was there with Mouffette. And it seems whoever was in there with them, found the poor creature's squeaking quite amusing.
"Caine...?" spoke the disembodied voice. "Who's Caine?"
"There's no Caine here! You're all alone! With me! Hoho!"
// okay. Tomorrow. I promise. I WILL get to the starters that I owe.
// Barnaby when you're alive: ominous, dangerous, can and WILL kill you
Barnaby when ur dead: sillay. funnay!
Strawberry watched with bated breath as the ghostly owl accepted the cake. He liked it... oh wow, this was good; it meant she was going to live to see another day!
The portal, admittedly, weirded her out at first. And so did the little ghostly hands that reached out of it. But it seemed to just appear solely to put the cake away, thank goodness. Strawberry was just about ready for the owl to leave so she could mentally and physically prepare for any more new orders when--
"Ohhh I could just CRRRRUSH you!!!"
"--!" Well, that did it. At those words, Strawberry tensed up and braced herself for the worst, the rest of the sentence not registering with her because of the pure, unaltered fear she felt in that moment--
...only for her to pause as the owl suddenly wrapped his wings around her. Was he... hugging her?
There was silence, until Strawberry just... allowed herself to be hugged, nestling into the soft feathers slightly.
"This feels nice..."
"Hehehehe! Awww!" he hugged her for some time.
".... And now for the quick and painless part!"
He turned her around. There was another hand behind them... holding a hammer.
He tightened his grip on her. "Now just don't struggle and it won't hurt!"
Barnaby from Billie Bust-Up!
5+ years of rp experience
canon divergent
oc and crossover friendly
semi-selective
written by Berry (@berrys-hub-blog)
About / Rules
Hi everyone, Berry here! Apparently @spookyowlman was shadowbanned, so I will be using this blog for rping until things get fixed. This is a sideblog to @berrys-hub-blog , so all likes and follows come from there!
// I updated my rules. If you're a minor, please go check them out
