Coming up on the garage and diner isn't a surprise, really, because they've been running into a variety of other buildings, homes, and shops, so this just seems like one more of those along the long road. Jack parks his VW bus outside, hops out, and immediately starts scoping the place out.
He'd very surprised to find actual people inside, not mosnters. He both brightens and seems worried at the same time as he trots inside to greet them. He looks pretty human, pretty normal, with his crook-toothed smile and restless hands-- except for the six tails flipping around behind him, four fix tails and two serpent tails.
II. Upgrades!
Inside the garage are parts. Big parts. Metal siding and a metal frame for mounting said metal siding onto a van about the size of his. He hurriedly pulls the VW bus up closer to the building and gets to work, defting avoiding husks and newcomers alike. He's not exactly very strong, so if anyone wants to come help hold thins up while he screws them in place, he'd certainly welcome the assistance.
"Oh, I hope these will hold even if I can't weld them," he frets. He has many skills, but welding is not one of them. Hopefully big screws will manage.
III. Tornado time!
Jack is not much help when the storm hits the garage, because as soon as it does, blue-white fire engulfs him and he turns into a good-sized, six-tailed gray fox with white fire glowing from his eyes, pawprints, and the tips of his tails.
"Oh no, not again!" he exclaims, still apparently able to talk. He attempts to bolt back towards his van, but the wind is awfully strong. Anybody want to keep him from getting blown away?
Jack Russell | Werewolf by Night | Yokai | Current character
Coming up on the garage and diner isn't a surprise, really, because they've been running into a variety of other buildings, homes, and shops, so this just seems like one more of those along the long road. Jack parks his VW bus outside, hops out, and immediately starts scoping the place out.
He'd very surprised to find actual people inside, not mosnters. He both brightens and seems worried at the same time as he trots inside to greet them. He looks pretty human, pretty normal, with his crook-toothed smile and restless hands-- except for the six tails flipping around behind him, four fix tails and two serpent tails.
II. Upgrades!
Inside the garage are parts. Big parts. Metal siding and a metal frame for mounting said metal siding onto a van about the size of his. He hurriedly pulls the VW bus up closer to the building and gets to work, defting avoiding husks and newcomers alike. He's not exactly very strong, so if anyone wants to come help hold thins up while he screws them in place, he'd certainly welcome the assistance.
"Oh, I hope these will hold even if I can't weld them," he frets. He has many skills, but welding is not one of them. Hopefully big screws will manage.
III. Tornado time!
Jack is not much help when the storm hits the garage, because as soon as it does, blue-white fire engulfs him and he turns into a good-sized, six-tailed gray fox with white fire glowing from his eyes, pawprints, and the tips of his tails.
"Oh no, not again!" he exclaims, still apparently able to talk. He attempts to bolt back towards his van, but the wind is awfully strong. Anybody want to keep him from getting blown away?