Gummi Bunnies said
"Let me ask, mister death. How exactly can you assist us?" Erika asked, slightly interested by this "Greap" character. She kept that innocent smile on her face this entire time.
Zerofighter said
Charles nods at Greap, he agreed with Erika. He don't even know if this guy could help them. "Yes how can you help us? What can you do?" Charles asked Greap his voice serious.
"Maybe I'd tell ya if you guys didn't talk so much." Greap barked ironically, snickering a few seconds later. "My favorite question~"
The short creature jumps back, lunging his scythe forward towards the two. As he held out the weapon in front of them, he flipped the sharp tip upwards. "Under my natural code, I, the Grim Reaper, or known to others as
Greap, may offer or be told to offer someone something they desire. The smexy deity dishing out this wish can choose to offer it in either a temporary contract or a test of wits, strength and charisma. In common day, a Deal or a Bet. In this case I choose.... uh... Deal!" Greap rolls his shoulders, suddenly creeping the weapon closer to the two. "Pricking your finger on this weapon will sign you to the contract. I offer you the permanent imprisonment of serial killer Freddy Krueger, in turn that one random person in this room, other than me... well, kicks the bucket."
After finishing, Greap sighs in relief. "God! I hate talking like that. You're looking for a way to get rid of some jackass who slaughters thousands, and I'm hungry, I see it as an even trade." The scythe inches closer to them, the point twinkling for a second.
"Deal?"
Spartan2961 said
"wait so you just pretty much admitting that your going to be committing arson soon" Crimson said being slightly unnerved by this robot. All he knew so far was that this robot had a firecracker and was planning on following the footsteps of the person who burnt down the building. "You do know someone was murdered in that house before it caught flames right?" Crimson asked Ketlin slightly furious that this robot wanted to follow in the footsteps of a murder.
Ketlin blinked in surprise, a burst of worry rushing through him. "Murder?! Ah no, you've got me all wrong! I'm not looking to hurt anyone, I'm just looking for people." The robot crosses his arm, dropping the explosive as it dangerously pounds against the ground again. No reaction out of it... "Plus! How could I hurt someone when there isn't anyone around?... in fact! The residents of this city should praise me if I blow up something! It might bring back everyone." At this point, he just started to day dream. "...a-and then they throw me a parade..."