I am on the run from the local law enforcers. I was falsely accuse and charged I murdering my daughters and wife. But I escaped. I made my way to Kansas, a few states over. I wondered the streets for a while until I came upon a Linley dirt road. I listened to the crunches every step made. 'crunch, crunch, crunch' after many minutos of traveling, I came about a large chateau. I went inside. The interior of the large house was barren, nothing on the walls but a tattered old wallpaper. The wooden floors empty and riddled with splinters. As I walked up the first creeks flight of stairs, I heard the wind rolling through the house. I glanced around and noticed many holes in the house. But something sounded oddly familiar. It was like the wind spoke to me! It's voice was high and whistling, as it said, "go... Go away... Go..." I got up to the tuktok level from the segundo flight of stairs. My instinct told me to run away from this erie place, but something compelled me to go toward the end of the hallway. I opened the door and walked in. I saw a beautiful view outside a window. I watched as the birds flew across the dying mais field, humming their entrancing tune. I was unprepared for what happened next. I heard the door creek, but did not give it a care. But suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my neck. I turned around and no one was there. And my neck, nothing wrong. After a few madami oras of strange events, I found a kama room a few rooms down the hall and fell alsleep. And I never saw daylight again..."
***here is some information you may need to know:
1-the guy who is talking is a human
2-he isn't speaking, he's Pagsulat this on a sheet of paper in the taon 1886.
3-the taon and place is random.
4-don't ask how he died. We learn that later.
5-the gravel path is about 14 miles long(another walang tiyak na layunin number)
6-a kastilyo is like a French mansion, I know. But this isn't French. It's in Kansas. And the house is three stories, no one knows it exists. Anyone who ever knew about mysteriously disappeared.
7-the last sentence means he died***
... I know Dr. Blowhole is a character created sa pamamagitan ng Nickoaloden and Dreamwork animators. Yet, to me, just like the cast, he's much madami then just an evil villain character to entertain you all in comedy and action as such. I been Role Play this character for about 1 and a half years, but to me, it's like I been the character all my life. Dr. Blowhole is apart of me, a side I never wish to ever be gone. I take him seriously no matter what. I'm honest to you all when I say, even if there is another so called role player who comes. I still always wish to be known as him even in the near future when he's no longer a bituin or any thing to any one.
