10-13-2016, 04:53 PM
Scarecrow's hand firmly gripped the boy's hand. The boy had a look of a shady gothic high schooler, sporting a black jacket and a white tee shirt that hung loosely off him, as well as a pair of jeans.
"Greetings. I am Doctor Jonathan Crane. Who might you be?"
The teenager stared back into Crane's silver eyes. His face gave a blank almost angered look. "That's nothing that may concern you, Doctor."
The last word ringed out like it was supposed to be an insult. Scarecrow backed up into a thinking stance, putting his gauntlet to his chin as he started to hum a tune. The tune resonated like a nursery rhyme; the hum was unsettling for the others. Scarecrow gave a bone-chilling look. Scarecrow could already sense that this boy was definitely dangerous or presumably mad. No one in his universe would directly insult the master of fear without paying a price! But this world was new and nobody could possibly know him, so he let it pass.
"I understand," the Fear Master said.
The boy started to stare off into the distance as if he was looking for someone. Who, though? Could it be another troll, or something worse? Maybe it was nothing? I did not matter the Scarecrow had dealt with worse in his lifetime.
Just as Scarecrow was about to give the order that it was time to leave the cave before any more strange people jumped out of the shadows, someone else did exactly that. The figure was roughly five-six with a large dark green coat, a trapper hat, and a bright red scarf. The figure carried what looked to be a magnum revolver and other weapons, but the most interesting thing was his rough green skin.
“Well… you have returned…” the figure said, ignoring the rest of the group, "I believe you have something for me,"
Who is this? Scarecrow thought, A green man? What am I in now, the Twilight Zone? Hmm ... he does look to be an interesting specimen.
"He's a plant!"he gasped.
Flowey gave him an awkward face. "What?"
Scarecrow turned giving him a sinister look, "he's a plant you fool," he said, turning back to study this strange green man.
The boy's eyes widened in grimace and quickly looked away, clutching his left eye and then turned back.
"You're ... The visions... You know what's happening to me? The boy's breath was ragged and pained as he stared at Ballad
"Koal, I have no desire to gambol around with my questions here, and I certainly do not intend to amuse myself by befogging you," he said, holding his gloved hand out towards the boy, "Where are the tomes and treatises I sent you for?"
"What ... wha-I don't understand." He gripped the space around his left eye harder as he seemed to try to remember something, but he couldn't "I don't know what you're talking-" his words were cut off as he emitted a savage growl of pain.
The green man did not reply, though the look of utter confusion on his face said everything that need to be said.
Scarecrow didn't know entirely of what was going on, so he backed away from the large group and walked towards an opening of another part of the cave. The entrance was shaped like an arch, melting ice water rushing from each side.
[i]These people are definitely the people I need for my plans to conquer this Omniverse, Scarecrow pondered, but how do I get them to join my side?
Hmm... aha! I'll create my own Society of Supervillains! Still, how do I convince them to accept this?
I know! I'll have them sign the original document that we all signed back on Earth and convince them that we in unison can accomplish anything!
[/i]Scarecrow came to a stop, taking a brief look around the cave. The cave complex around him was sphere-like, the sounds of a nearby waterfall in the distance. Scarecrow proceeded down a large ice bridge. Then, coming to a complete halt, he removed the glowing object out of his coat pocket. Within minutes of concentration, a giant booklet of papers and pen were in his hands. With a smirk, he ran back to his group.
Scarecrow was not surprised to see that no one had moved from their position from earlier. Chara and her friend were sitting by the fire trying to get warm while Ascension was far in the distance, probably analyzing Koal and Ballad, who were arguing by a pair of boulders to the right of Flowey.
"Gentlemen, Machine, and child!" Scarecrow shouted.
Ballad and Koal walked back near the fire. Ballad folded his arms and gave Scarecrow his full attention, knowing that what Scarecrow was about to say was exactly what he wanted him to say.
"It has occurred to me that we are stronger as a team. It has also occurred to that we all seek the same goal, to rule or dominate your enemies." Scarecrow stopped to observe his audience; all of them were fully interested in what he offered, "I give you the documents to our new future! We will forever be known as the Society of Supervillains! Together we will bring about a new age!"
Chara and her companion cheered; Ascension gave out a loud, accepting hum that caused several bits of ice to fall from the ceiling. All of them, with the notable exception of Ballad and Koal, came forward and signed his document. Koal gave Scarecrow another displeased face; he knew that what Scarecrow planned was wrong and that what he asked for was war. Scarecrow pointed with a bony finger at Ballad.
"You, Ballad, will you join us in our conquest?"
"Greetings. I am Doctor Jonathan Crane. Who might you be?"
The teenager stared back into Crane's silver eyes. His face gave a blank almost angered look. "That's nothing that may concern you, Doctor."
The last word ringed out like it was supposed to be an insult. Scarecrow backed up into a thinking stance, putting his gauntlet to his chin as he started to hum a tune. The tune resonated like a nursery rhyme; the hum was unsettling for the others. Scarecrow gave a bone-chilling look. Scarecrow could already sense that this boy was definitely dangerous or presumably mad. No one in his universe would directly insult the master of fear without paying a price! But this world was new and nobody could possibly know him, so he let it pass.
"I understand," the Fear Master said.
The boy started to stare off into the distance as if he was looking for someone. Who, though? Could it be another troll, or something worse? Maybe it was nothing? I did not matter the Scarecrow had dealt with worse in his lifetime.
Just as Scarecrow was about to give the order that it was time to leave the cave before any more strange people jumped out of the shadows, someone else did exactly that. The figure was roughly five-six with a large dark green coat, a trapper hat, and a bright red scarf. The figure carried what looked to be a magnum revolver and other weapons, but the most interesting thing was his rough green skin.
“Well… you have returned…” the figure said, ignoring the rest of the group, "I believe you have something for me,"
Who is this? Scarecrow thought, A green man? What am I in now, the Twilight Zone? Hmm ... he does look to be an interesting specimen.
"He's a plant!"he gasped.
Flowey gave him an awkward face. "What?"
Scarecrow turned giving him a sinister look, "he's a plant you fool," he said, turning back to study this strange green man.
The boy's eyes widened in grimace and quickly looked away, clutching his left eye and then turned back.
"You're ... The visions... You know what's happening to me? The boy's breath was ragged and pained as he stared at Ballad
"Koal, I have no desire to gambol around with my questions here, and I certainly do not intend to amuse myself by befogging you," he said, holding his gloved hand out towards the boy, "Where are the tomes and treatises I sent you for?"
"What ... wha-I don't understand." He gripped the space around his left eye harder as he seemed to try to remember something, but he couldn't "I don't know what you're talking-" his words were cut off as he emitted a savage growl of pain.
The green man did not reply, though the look of utter confusion on his face said everything that need to be said.
Scarecrow didn't know entirely of what was going on, so he backed away from the large group and walked towards an opening of another part of the cave. The entrance was shaped like an arch, melting ice water rushing from each side.
[i]These people are definitely the people I need for my plans to conquer this Omniverse, Scarecrow pondered, but how do I get them to join my side?
Hmm... aha! I'll create my own Society of Supervillains! Still, how do I convince them to accept this?
I know! I'll have them sign the original document that we all signed back on Earth and convince them that we in unison can accomplish anything!
[/i]Scarecrow came to a stop, taking a brief look around the cave. The cave complex around him was sphere-like, the sounds of a nearby waterfall in the distance. Scarecrow proceeded down a large ice bridge. Then, coming to a complete halt, he removed the glowing object out of his coat pocket. Within minutes of concentration, a giant booklet of papers and pen were in his hands. With a smirk, he ran back to his group.
Scarecrow was not surprised to see that no one had moved from their position from earlier. Chara and her friend were sitting by the fire trying to get warm while Ascension was far in the distance, probably analyzing Koal and Ballad, who were arguing by a pair of boulders to the right of Flowey.
"Gentlemen, Machine, and child!" Scarecrow shouted.
Ballad and Koal walked back near the fire. Ballad folded his arms and gave Scarecrow his full attention, knowing that what Scarecrow was about to say was exactly what he wanted him to say.
"It has occurred to me that we are stronger as a team. It has also occurred to that we all seek the same goal, to rule or dominate your enemies." Scarecrow stopped to observe his audience; all of them were fully interested in what he offered, "I give you the documents to our new future! We will forever be known as the Society of Supervillains! Together we will bring about a new age!"
Chara and her companion cheered; Ascension gave out a loud, accepting hum that caused several bits of ice to fall from the ceiling. All of them, with the notable exception of Ballad and Koal, came forward and signed his document. Koal gave Scarecrow another displeased face; he knew that what Scarecrow planned was wrong and that what he asked for was war. Scarecrow pointed with a bony finger at Ballad.
"You, Ballad, will you join us in our conquest?"


