-Warning the undergoing roleplay will be semi-lit to lit and consist each player to control more then one character...and yes it is a spin off on The Nightmare Before Christmas as well as other work by Tim Burton-
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He grew up apart from others
His j
oy was in the shadowsVincent Malloy is seven years old
He's polite and always does as he's told
For a boy his age, he's considerate and nice
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price
He doesn't mind living with his sister, dog, and cats
Though he'd rather share a home with spiders and bats
There he could reflect on the horrors he has invented and wander dark hallways alone and tormented
Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him
But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum
He likes to experiment on his dog Abocrombie
In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie
So that he and his horrible zombie dog
could go searching for victims in the London fog
His thoughts aren't only of ghoulish crime
He likes to paint and read to pass some of the time
While other kids read books like "Go Jane Go"
Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allen Poe.
One night while reading a gruesome tale
he read a passage that made him turn pale
Such horrible news he could not survive
For his beautiful wife had been buried alive
He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead
Unaware that her grave was his mother's flower bed
His mother sent Vincent off to his room
He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom
where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life
alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife.
While alone and insane incased in his doom
Vincent's mother burst suddenly into the room
She said, "If you want, you can go out and play
It's sunny outside and a beautiful day."
Vincent tried to talk but he just couldn't speak
the years of isolation had made him quite weak
So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen:
"I'm possessed by this house and can never leave it again."
His mother said, "You are NOT possessed and you are NOT almost dead
These games you play are all in your head
You are NOT Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy
You're not tormented or insane, you're just a young boy
You're seven years old, and you are my son
I want you to get outside and have some real fun."
Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall
While Vincent backed slowly against the wall
The room started to sway, to shiver and creak
His horrored insanity had reached its peak
He saw Abocrombie, his zombie slave
and heard his wife call from beyond the grave
She spoke through her coffin and made ghoulish demands
While through cracking walls reached skeleton hands
Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams
swept his mad laughter to terrified screams
To escape the badness, he reached for the door
but fell limp and lifeless down on the floor
His voice was soft and very slow
As he quoted "The Raven" by Edgar Allen Poe:
"And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted...Nevermore."
Vincent By Tim Burton
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Growing up he always stood out from the rest. He was constantly bored with the way people lived. His family tried and tried to get a spark out of him but it seemed the only thing that caught his attention were the things socially unacceptable in their eyes.
He would rather have a year of halloween and have shadows dance across the wall than what he had.
One night after hearing a heated debate between his parents he ran off. Something that they had said sent him running into his favorite place...the woods. But it didn't take long for his family to come looking for him. He stumbled through the tree's and bushes and ended up in what looked like a gathering of tree's. They all had doors of the different holidays...
Hearing the shouts of his family he instantly grabbed the knob of the jack-o-lantern door and stepped in. Only to fall into a world he could of never imagned existed...
Will he stay?Will he survive? What h
~Note, his name does not need to be vincent and is older then in the poem. Poem is used as an inspiration
