((ok… ima stop drawing now…
ill meby draw if i get questions and suchs but ill quit drawing Gender benders of Gregory horror show for now..……. Im also opend for questions and Rp’s if anyone whants too~ ))
Let me sing to you the song of my people.
James stops dead in his tracks, “G-grandpa?!” his ears flattened in horror.
“Gregory?! WHAT in the World are you DOING?!”
James tugged at his Great-Grandmother’s dress, “Does Grandpa always do that?” he pondered and smiled hugely, “Do you think he’ll teach me that?”
Gregory mama looked down at James, Nodding. “He alway’s dose stupid Things!” She said , not sounding happy. “.. Why dont you go and play whit your friend’s, James… Becuse watching this wont do you any good…”
Let me sing to you the song of my people.
James stops dead in his tracks, “G-grandpa?!” his ears flattened in horror.
“Gregory?! WHAT in the World are you DOING?!”
If I follow you & don’t roleplay with you…
100% chance is that I’m stalking your blog from afar, reading your roleplays, sending you anons, & wishing I could be one of the lucky people who write with you but aM JUST HIDING IN A CORNER TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING.
Super Psycho Love for 3 days
Anonymous“Wait Wha-”
*Poof~”
“Why dose it feel like i whant to make out whit Dose stupid guest’s all of the souden?!”
His smile loosened to a chuckle; the fear for his life still hadn't appeared. "Burn untill I am a pile of dust? My, I wouldn't like that." The interest for the other woman started sinking, just like the tone of the doctor's voice as he spoke. "But if you want to, than do it. Burn me! I was just trying to be polite in first place."
Gregory mama tought for an moment and summoned an fireball, but insteed of throwing it at the man she angerly throwed it on the wall besides him, making an pretty big hole in it. “You’r lucky that i wont do anything to you today! ” Gregory mama said befor she left to her room agien, sure she may be cruel and mean, but she dosent kill anywone if she dosent get anything out from it.
The Frenchman stood still in the hallway, a smile of victory on his face. Yes, that was exactly the emotion he loved. "I wasn't aware, that you spoke French, ma petite." The doctor turned around, his smile grew. He licked his sharp fangs, repeating his words. "I said: Vieux. Rat. A little bit harsh?"
“I DO NOT speak French, But i do know when somwone calls me old!” Gregory mama’s hair started to turn more of an red color as her voice got darker and more angrier. “Call me old agien, and ill make sure to BURN YOU INTILL YOUR JUST AN PILE OF DUST!” Gregory mama said loudly and angry.
The doctor frowned, not really confident with Gregory Mama's attitude towards him. He crossed his arms, a cold look in his red eyes. "Vieux Rat.", he silently cursed. "Pardon, I didn't want to make you angry." Acula made a little bow, before he turned around and left the room, the door slammed shut.
“WHAT did you SAY?!” Gregory mama did not like when people called her old. “Come Back Here and say it out loud!” Gregory mama opened the door and followed the Doctor. “I dare you!”
"Moi? No one special. But as polite introduction, I am Dr. Acula, psychiatrist." The Frenchman studied the woman, asking himself, why in the world he got here in first place. "Why, is that a problem, that I am here? A lady need company, non?"
Gregory mama did like when men did compliment her, but of coures.. She reather be alone whit her souls then whit some man. “Not This woman! NOW GET OUT!!!” Gregory mama pointed at the door, Not trusting anyone who enters her room and thats kinda the reson why she kicks him out like this.
"Bonsoir, Madame.", the doctor smiled, "You certainly are a beauty, as some say." He had to press his lips together, a suppressed laugh coming up in his throat.
Gregory mama Looked up at the man. “And WHO are YOU?! And how did you get in HERE?!” Gregory mama calmed down a Little and continued. “Well, Whoever you are, You atlest have some taste!”
