"Alright." Bartholomew says, rising out of the pile of bear themed things, acting as though he was a dragon protecting his horde. "Today's agenda, beg for food. go to the beach to try and pick up chicks, and finally buy lotto tickets because i'm really lucky as of late." Bartholomew did not know that not as much time passed as he thought, but he also didn't really care, he just really wanted more food. Bartholomew puts on something similar to street clothing, though still bear themed, and walks towards IHOP, a positive bounce in his steps.

@NachoBachoPacho

Matt reached IHOP and paraded into the restaurant only to be soon kicked out for going against the 'no shoes, no shirt, no service policy.' He mubled swears under his breath as he begin to paint onto his right arm. Matt couldn't help but look up when he noticed a quite jolly fellow with the scent of a bear. Was he a hobo? Who knows Matt can't judge anyone since he doesn't have a shirt or shoes and is attempting to get into a public place in that fashion. While Matt continued to draw his makeshift shirt he attempted to grab the attention of the guy in hopes to spark a conversation. "Uh... Hey bear dude!" He waved him over to reassure the man bear that he was talking to him. The usual person wouldn't start small talk with a random person on the street but heck! Matt isn't usual and so is the man bear so everything was fine. It wasn't long until Matt finished drawing his short sleeve black T-shirt that had the words 'Chick Magnet' and showed a baby chick and an actual magnet on it. He snapped his fingers and 'poof'. The shirt was now an actual wool shirt that Matt slipped into. As he awaited for the bear man to come into speaking range Matt begin to draw some sandles.

Bartholomew stares at the man, before slowing raising his hands. "I don't have any money, don't mug me please." Bartholomew smelled like french fry grease, and wet dog. "I have some teddy bears on my person, I don't know where but you can probably make some money off of them!" Bartholomew stood ghostly still, as if this goofy shirtless man seemed like a demon to him.

@Overlord24@dragonmancer@Letmehaveone2
Ayaka did catch that quick switch in expression in this guy's eyes. Someone new came up and actually asked what he needed help with. "He needs help with figuring out who to pick on," she said to answer Avary's question. "It's obvious to me you don't need any help and that you're doing this with something devious in mind. So if you don't mind, stop spouting that nonsense."

@Ninkitty
"OK, thanks for the advice?" Avary said wondering what was going on.
"Come on Avary, come on Ren," Sabine, Avary's cat, piped up, "Let's go these people obviously have their own problems."
"Yeah, let's go Avary, this is weird." Ren said, pulling on Avary's arm.

@Ninkitty Damien said nothing. Instead, he laughed, an insane, cold, maniacal laugh. The doll burst from his pocket and lunged at the girl, the small blade spinning.

[I have to go to bed, so I won't be replying for several hours.]

@Ninkitty @KaijuBaragon
Seeing what the doll was about to do, Arin's eyes narrowed. No one, but no one messed with his girlfriend. "Don't touch my girl." He warned, trying to stay as calm as he could.

@Letmehaveone2@KaijuBaragon
Ayaka saw the doll and pretty much wondered whether or not she was supposed to be scared. She could tell Arin was getting upset about it. Regardless, Ayaka just formed a tornado around both her and Arin while making sure Damian and the doll got hit with as much wind as possible hoping it would be strong enough to get both away from her and her boyfriend. She was also using her wind powers to keep both her and Arin firmly on the ground.

"WHAT THE!?" Avary yelled, referring to the living, murderous doll.
Sabine turned into his full demon form and Ren leaped at the doll while Avary unsheathed his sword and charged the doll as well.

@Overlord24 @Letmehaveone2 @Ninkitty Damien continued to laugh maniacally as the girl formed a tornado. He could he people yelled behind him. "I'm afraid I shall touch whoever I want kill anyone I want. I'll kill you. I'll slowly slit your throats, kill your young children, young brothers. Everyone has a toy!" Damien shouted over the wind. He dug his hand into the ground as the rest of his body was dragged up. He just carried on laughing like a maniac.

The sidewalk was splashed in small, dried streaks of blood. Graeme stepped tentatively over them - while he wasn't particularly disgusted by it, he didn't want to ruin his shoes either. He was new to the city, just passing through, and perhaps blood on the streets was a normal occurrence. It would have been a strange ritual, but not that outlandish.

His stay had been faring him well. He had eaten in one of the local shops, and had purchased a "Triple whopper jaw stopper" from a confectionery. Of course, he couldn't eat it just yet. His mask wasn't really to be taken off in public. He'd gotten some strange looks but he'd been wearing it long enough to be used to them. Graeme found it strange that people would glance, stare for a second and then look away quickly. Maybe that's just how people were.

Through the metallic scent of his guise, Graeme smelt the clear, crisp ocean spray. He looked to the left, and the sun began to set along the horizon, above the waves. Perhaps a stroll on the beach would be pleasant, he thought to himself as he set off to the sandy shore.

[school now so I may not be able to write more for a while]

@KaijuBaragon@Overlord24@Letmehaveone2
What is wrong with this guy? Ayaka thought as she watched as he seemed to be trying to stay on the ground. Since Avary, Ren, and Sabine still seemed to be around the area, Ayaka made sure the wind from her tornado didn't pick either of them up. She only wanted to get this crazy weirdo away from all of them.

@KaijuBaragon @overlord24 @ninkitty @letmehaveone2

Seeing the toy man from before amidst the dangerous and seemingly random tornado, Drake would leap into the air, resisting the force long enough to grab hold of his legs, his hands morphing into scaly claws as I locked onto my foot. With the aid of the tornado my wings started to flap about to help in tearing them off the ground. Trickles of flames were trailing off of my feet, tail, and wings, dissipating in the wind

@Ninkitty @Letmehaveone2 @dragonmancer Damien felt something grasp his foot. He looked down to see Drake holding on with a scaly hand. Damien continued laughing, then said to the tornado girl: "Goodbye. I'll be back for that pretty throat of yours.". Damien let go, sending him and Drake shooting away.

@Overlord24 @Letmehaveone2 @Ninkitty Damien continued to laugh maniacally as the girl formed a tornado. He could he people yelled behind him. "I'm afraid I shall touch whoever I want kill anyone I want. I'll kill you. I'll slowly slit your throats, kill your young children, young brothers. Everyone has a toy!" Damien shouted over the wind. He dug his hand into the ground as the rest of his body was dragged up. He just carried on laughing like a maniac.

Arin started to get real angry once he took in all of this guy's threats and of course, he had to give one last warning. The one he would say right before he transforms. "Never get me mad." He hadn't transformed yet, but the warning should of been a good hint that he was about to if this guy didn't stop. And then the doll obsessed man(:P) had seemed to leave them alone for now.

((I got Ninja'd XD))

@KaijuBaragon
To reduce impact damage I would grasp onto the cloaked figure with both arms, legs, and tail, preventing him from taking too much damage as my back would hit the earth and skid across the sand.once I started to get up I would force the stranger back against the sand with my claw at his throat. Held back rage burning within my eye as I panted from fatigue and exhaustion, blood still leaking from my wound dripping all over the man's clothes

@dragonmancer@KaijuBaragon@Letmehaveone2@Overlord24
Ayaka had no idea where Drake had come from, but he seemed to be using her wind to his advantage. Apparently this crazy toy guy had a lot more enemies where she and Arin came from. He gave one last threat before letting go. "Whatever..." Ayaka said letting her tornado die down. "What a weirdo.."

@dragonmancer Damien was grasped by Drake and they hit the ground together. In an instant he felt Drake's claws against his throat. "Are you going to kill me? Will that make you feel better. What are you, some kind of vigilante? If you kill me, you'll be just as bad as me. If not worse. You'll be the cruel demon who killed an insane man. Arrest me? I could escape any prison.". Damien choked out an insane laugh.

@KaijuBaragon

There was obvious pent up anger being, or at least, attempted to restrain with my conscience, the resulting cobfliction made me laugh with madness. "so much would be solved by just killing you. I dont consider myself a vigilante, do not test my mercy stranger." My grip tightened on him. I refused to kill him, to let my primeval nature take over, but what else could be done to stop his madness, like he said he can easily escape any attempt of imprisonment, atleast the methods I could think of

Graeme feels the sand get into his boots. He smiles wryly - no matter how tightly he ties his laces it always finds its way in there. He almost likes the feeling.

A short distance away, a spectacle unfolds before Graeme. A small group of people are surrounded by what seems to be a dying sandstorm, and a large, crimson figure pins a man down mercilessly. Without much time to process the situation, a small spark of anger was ignited in Graeme - he'd seen a scene like this before. He would not run this time.

Graeme exhaled and took a wide legged stance. Sand was kicked up with the suddenness of his movements. He felt a familiar tug in his chest - the draw of magic. He pulled back his cloak and hood, revealing lightweight, ornate armour that glinted silver in the sun. White mist swirled from his bracers. The ground rumbled as he was about to unleash his power.