Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

[crowboy]

Who: Corbin and you!
What: Two parts, one will be Corbin (and you) trading scary stories around a campfire, and the second will be Corbin in werecrow form jumping out at people to scare them. Fun times for everyone!
Where: Story time happens right near the orchard, since that's where all the wood is, Jump scare times happen anywhere you'd like!
When: Any time!
Warnings: Corbin's stories don't pull punches, so expect plenty of blood and scary things. Also crow monster jumpscares



I.

A campfire flickers near the orchard, just under the shade of the nearest trees. Corbin's laid up enough wood nearby to keep it going for awhile, carefully feeding it. There's not that much light, just enough to cast his face in that appropriately creepy glow. Every once in awhile you might hear a strange, creepy, whistling, or something that sounds like a child's laugh, courtesy of the orchard's mockingjays.

The redhead sits cross-legged in front of the fire, waiting for someone to join him, his nose and cheekbones thrown into stark relief by the firelight when he looks up at your approach. He even smiles, but the light gives it a sinister edge.

"Care t' sit an' swap sum stories? I might have a few t' share."

[OOC: He'll tell the first story, this is just a starter so everyone doesn't get the same one right off the bat]

II.

The city is darker than usual, and in some places it's darker than that. If you happen to walk down those streets you might hear a sound.

Clack, clack. The noise follows you, a hollow sort of sound. Clack, clack. The faster you walk you might hear a scratching noise, like claws against rock. Try running and the noise keeps following you, and a fluttering sound, like huge wings clack, clack, and a pause, and then again clack, clack. A sound somewhere between a harsh croak and a laugh.

The sounds chase you and then they suddenly stop, or maybe you stop, decide to face the phantom noise. Something moves on the outside edge of your candle or lantern and them with a harsh caw some half-crow half man beast lunges at your from a dark corner, beak open and taloned hands extended, surely ready to claw and maim...

[OOC: Corbin is being a shit, he's not going to hurt anyone, just scare you and then run away. In his werecrow form he looks kind of like this. Feel free to punch him in the face or lecture him. Or run away screaming, he'll enjoy that too.]

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II

[turbulentwind]

The darkness must be getting to him. As he's wandering, Rashid swears he hears something lurking nearby. It sounds distant at first, but slowly that clacking sound gets closer.

His pace picks up as he refuses to turn around. But right as he does so, a scratchy noise is added to the clacking. Then comes the bizarre cackle that almost sounds like a laugh.

Rashid's definitely scared out of his wits, but he tries to be brave nonetheless. "Whatever you are, you can't scare me. You're probably just making scary noises." He turns around to confront whatever's doing it, and lo and behold there's a giant bird beast that suddenly lunges at him. "What the-!"

[crowboy]

Corbin is out to scare, not to hurt, so he stops and crouches, his loud caw echoing off the stone walls, looking like he's about to attack at any second... before he stands up to his full height (a good 7 feet) and laughs. It's harsh, and sounds like a croaking caw, but it's still definitely a laugh. In fact, he seems to be laughing fit to best, leaning against the wall as the giant, feathered body shakes with laughter. Oh Rashid, you should have seen your face.

[turbulentwind]

Naturally, Rashid doesn't expect a giant monster crow to be laughing its butt off after that. His fear melts away to plain old confusion as he cautiously approaches the creature.

"Let me guess, you're just some guy in a bird suit trying to scare people, right?"

[crowboy]

"Bird suit?" Another cawing laugh as the beak clacks and the solid black eyes blink. "This's me, see?" He extends taloned hands, curling the clawed digits one by one, flapping his arms so Rashid can see the feathers and how they move.

"I'm real. Jes' be glad I'm out fer pranks." If Corbin was out to hurt someone, Rashid probably wouldn't want to be meeting him in a dark alley like this.

[turbulentwind]

Not a suit? Oh please no...

"So you're really a giant bird?!" What's wrong with this place? Talking giant birds who scare people for no good reason. It doesn't help that Rashid visibly shivers when those clawed fingers are unraveled.

Eeeeewwwww...

[crowboy]

"Caw caw, motherfucker." He makes that clack clack sound with his beak again. Okay, so Corbin is generally one of those 'don't scare the normies' kind of monster, it doesn't really help anything to make people terrified of you when you're trying to convince them that you're not something dangerous that they should kill. But sometimes it was a bit of fun.

"And hey, mebbe yer the funny lookin' one. Ever thinka that?" No one was actually sure what a werecrow's "normal" form was, they switched between the three forms with equal ease, and it wasn't like they changed to another shape after they died. So who could really say if this was his "real" form or not.

[turbulentwind]

Man, this creature was going from frightening to pretty damn rude. It becomes apparent when the giant feathery thing implies that Rashid could be the funny-looking one.

While there may be some truth to that... "I'm not the most conventional-looking person around, but I don't think I look -that- funny. Do I?" Great, now the bird thing has him thinking about it.

[crowboy]

Corbin laughed again, that cawing sort of croaky laugh. "Not fer a person I guess, but y' ain't much t' look at t' a crow." And he was now just completely fucking with him, though he did know what crows found attractive (spring time was always an educational time in the Blair household, with all the crows shouting about what they wanted in a mate.) He was still partial to humans though, seeing as he spent most of his time as one.

[turbulentwind]

Oh, now that's just mean. It makes sense that a crow (or a giant crow in this case) wouldn't find a human hot, and why is Rashid thinking so deeply about this?

"What, you don't think I can win over all the lady crows?" Because he is so the pinnacle of manliness. Human manliness.

[crowboy]

Corbin laughs "Well, yer feathers 'r in a sad state, and y' ain't got much fer a beak. But if'n ya really wanted to, ya might be able t' win one over if ya gave 'er enough shiny things." Though honestly, that was solid advice if you wanted to be friends with any sort of crow. They were an easily bribable sort of species.

[turbulentwind]

"Shiny things, eh?" It's true he fails at having anything resembling feathers and a beak, but he can roll with offering shiny things. Why he's still entertaining this thought is anyone's guess.

"That shouldn't be a problem at all."

[crowboy]

"Well, there's still one y' ain't thought of." If Corbin had lips he'd be grinning, too amused at the idea that Rashid was really putting this much thought into courting a lady crow. Maybe it was the challenge of it?

[turbulentwind]

"Oh yeah? What's that?" It was mostly the challenge, though part of it was his generosity. Why not shower a lady crow with attention? Rashid feels that he should makes friends with everyone, human or not.

But not with ones that like to scare the pants off of him.

[crowboy]

"Ain't no lady crows here! Jes' me." And because that's really fucking funny, he laughs again.

"Mebbe start savin' some shiny things, 'case one shows up." And hope it's not one of his sisters, or his grandma. Though the thought of Rashid trying to court his grandmother is absolutely hilarious, setting off another round of crow laughing.

[turbulentwind]

That... yeah, that would be the main problem. Darn. He hoped he could shut this creature up and woo a lady crow, but alas, no dice.

"If I find some nice, shiny coins, I'll put them aside. Just in case." And yes, he's going to wink because he's still not admitting defeat. And he's not admitting that he's still kind of scared of the giant crow.

2!

[notjustinthemirror]

The feeling of being followed is nothing new, the Oro, Ethan, Rosa, he's been followed a lot. But not here, so it's almost a welcome reminder of home. He stalks through the alleyways, having no purpose or destination in mind, just wondering how long whatever it is will keep this up.

"I know you're there." He stops and folds his arms, waiting for the approaching clacking footsteps to stop before he turns around.

That.... is not what he was expecting. Instead of standing there and letting himself be maimed he up and disappears in an explosion of static. "What the fuck are you?"

That voice is somewhere behind the giant crow monster because he's definitely not leaving without finding out where this came from and if it's worth punching.

Re: 2!

[crowboy]

Corbin hadn't been expecting that the guy he was following would just up and disappear. He lands on the ground in a crouch, whipping around when he hears the voice behind him. "Th' fuck 're you?" The croaking drawl is even more pronounced now, he hadn't gotten much of a look at the guy before he started following him and... he's pretty damn creepy looking, not to mention the fucking teleporting is... okay it's kind of cool, but not right this second.

But he'll keep his distance for now, wary that he might have been following the wrong kind of person. The claws on his feet and hands usually make other people wary of messing with him, but that was by no means universal.

[notjustinthemirror]

"I asked first." Though he hadn't actually expected an answer, none of the other monsters the cave had thrown at him had spoken or even acted like they understood what was happening. Which means that maybe this isn't some random creature from around here, maybe this was a resident.

Crossing his arms again he tilts his head, sizing Corbin up. "And why are you following me? Usually it's the other way around."

[crowboy]

Corbin is sizing the other man(?) up as well, but he forces himself to at least look relaxed, arms at his sides as he shrugs, feathers fluffing and settling. "Jes' playin' some tricks on folks. You look like yer us'lly th' one playin' the tricks though." And from the look of him, they were the nastier sort.

[notjustinthemirror]

"Well well well. Aren't you the observant one." He's still not really sure what he's looking at here other than some giant bird monster that can talk. And that's a new one, even for him.

"So come clean, what are you?"

[crowboy]

"Me? I'm jes' a crow." And Corbin is curious, but he's also not one for sticking around after it's his tail that's at risk of getting pulled. He took one step back, and then another before... changing.

A moment later and what had been a 7 foot tall werecrow was now a large-ish, but still normal-sized, solid black crow. It was a bit awkward, from the ground, but Corbin flapped his wings, launching himself up to fly above the buildings, where the creepy guy presumably couldn't follow him.

[notjustinthemirror]

"Yeah sure. Just a crow." He watches, looking less than impressed but only because that mask isn't real expressive.

Suddenly reeling back he manifests a baseball bat in his hand and sends it flying towards the crow in the sky. He's not that great of a shot when trying to hit birds with baseball bats (though he keeps trying for some reason), but it makes him feel like he had the last word.