Despite looking like a squid that grew hands and feet, Imbros has not actually spent much time near oceans. He's more familiar with the subterranean lakes of the Underdark which do have little crustaceans, but nothing like this. Thankfully he has shoes now thanks to Crichton and their run through the House of Cards, because one of the crabs cruising along the beach decides to pinch the shit out of Imbros' feet. The thing gets levitated off the ground for it's trouble and held mid-air, flailing all its legs and snapping it's claws in a threatening manner.
Imbros is currently unaware that a few more crabs are on their way to rescue their buddy from floating in zero g's.
2. Dirty Dancing
He is absolutely not going to sleep with dirt under his pillow, and the only thing that's saved him from being kidnapped is that he only sleeps a few hours a day and generally mid-afternoon when it's hot out. Which means during the night he's out wandering the town and being accosted by the Dirt Man's signature song. Imbros is not a fan.
The man himself is easy to spot, slinking from shadow to shadow and picking houses at random to break into. He floats nearby, watching in disbelief as the Dirt Man triumphantly exits a house with a handful of dirt, clutching it in his fist like it's so precious he can't lose a single speck of it.
"Is there something about the dirt here I don't know?" said under his breath to anyone else who might be around to witness this.
Sure he's supposed to report this to the constable but 1) He doesn't know who that is. and 2) He doesn't care.
Imbros | D&D Tabletop | 330 years old | Existing Player (OTA)
Despite looking like a squid that grew hands and feet, Imbros has not actually spent much time near oceans. He's more familiar with the subterranean lakes of the Underdark which do have little crustaceans, but nothing like this. Thankfully he has shoes now thanks to Crichton and their run through the House of Cards, because one of the crabs cruising along the beach decides to pinch the shit out of Imbros' feet. The thing gets levitated off the ground for it's trouble and held mid-air, flailing all its legs and snapping it's claws in a threatening manner.
Imbros is currently unaware that a few more crabs are on their way to rescue their buddy from floating in zero g's.
2. Dirty Dancing
He is absolutely not going to sleep with dirt under his pillow, and the only thing that's saved him from being kidnapped is that he only sleeps a few hours a day and generally mid-afternoon when it's hot out. Which means during the night he's out wandering the town and being accosted by the Dirt Man's signature song. Imbros is not a fan.
The man himself is easy to spot, slinking from shadow to shadow and picking houses at random to break into. He floats nearby, watching in disbelief as the Dirt Man triumphantly exits a house with a handful of dirt, clutching it in his fist like it's so precious he can't lose a single speck of it.
"Is there something about the dirt here I don't know?" said under his breath to anyone else who might be around to witness this.
Sure he's supposed to report this to the constable but 1) He doesn't know who that is. and 2) He doesn't care.
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