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Character Entry #18.
Name: Darkly Pallor.
Companion: Cryptal the Ferret.
Favorite I-Scream Flavor: Tutti Frutti Freeze.
Likes: Sorceror or wizarding fantasy literature and movies, concocting his own tricks to turn lead into gold.
Dislikes: Whenever his efforts to change one metal for another prove fruitless.
*Scaring Talent: Elemental Hexations.
Affiliation: Shadow Spooks.
Appearance:
Darkly Pallor prefers to skulk about in the shadows, allowing only close associates glimpses of his visage. In terms of height, he's almost as tall as Janice, though there's a bit more meat on this boogedy body. Grossly discolored yellow skin coarses throughout this entire haunter's self. He has a head of somewhat greasy slickened black hair, reaching down to just about the lower lobes of his ears. Though he has a rounded cylindrical head, his blackened mouth ends in a square-set jawline. He has gross yellow eyelids, two black pupiled eyes, and a reddened rim of bleeding puffiness just below his paultry peepers. He happens to have a slender vertical triangularly-pointed nose, and two rounded ears. Cylindrical arms and legs sprout from his thicker tubed torso, the limbs accounting for his four-digit hands and feet. He wears matching black T-shirt and pants, a few rips at the sleeves, tatters at the legcuffs, and holes on the outside sides of the pants' thighs. A leadened yellow grayed sleeveless vest is thrown over the shirt, whereas a belt of the same color cinches his zipper/button closed pants. Two unseen white socks and two yellow leadened walking boots are added for whenever he takes to strolling along the haunted grounds. Finally, he wears a navy blu cloak. His head is kept unseen thanks to the cloak's hood, drawn in ever tighter owing to a golden skull brooch dangling above his clothing's necklines. Wherever Pallor goes, so go two fiends of his. The first, he totes in his right arm, a bolt-horned speaking skull contained on the front cover of a magic ritualistic tome named the Loquatious Spellbook. The second is his cute yet creepy pet. Killed off and stuffed and revivified, Cryptal has her charms. This little ferret is flocked with white albinic fur and mummylike whitened bandages, wrapping her entire central body. Small ferretlike ears flop downwards while a tail has been stitched back on in it's proper place. She has two beady red waffle eyes, a diminutive rodent's nose, two bucktoothed fangs, four nimble legs ending in three-digit pawed feet, and a brilliant amethyst jewel vibrating mystically in tune with Cryptal herself—the sparkler studded into her chest's core.
Backstory:
Darkly Pallor's first appearance was backing the rest of his Shadow Spook gangmates. This darkened dozen sought to take over the world—typical for a band of baddies. How were they going to do it? Simple... Their kidnapping tactics were legendary... And their current base of operations, well, maybe it wasn't so well known. But that's perfect when plotting to conquer all the realms. Passing themselves off as costumed copies of the Homestar Runner cast, Pallor and his cronies awaited for Kermit and the Muppets to arrive in Free Country USA. Things didn't exactly go according to plan... Muppets and Free Countrians alike dealt the group a crippling blow. Rounded up in the back of the Electric Mayhem's bus, these evils were transported to the real world once the Muppets had returned to their familiar boarding house. Most of the Shadow Spooks found themselves now Muppetized, gawking at the transformation. Pallor was one who seemed to accept his new role, skulking back into his sheltered shadows. Frequenting the Muppets' establishments in town, this entity eventually encountered a kindred sol... The phantomly dragon who habited the recesses of the theater envived the cloaked figure to a cupper of green tea. After chatting away and finding a revived mummified ferret at his feet, Pallor sought out others who would accept him, perhaps provide a suitable doomicile to dwell in now that his place within the original oblivion organization was lost. Wandering so, the haunter found himself in Numbervania—whether by chance or because Deadly had steered him there, who could tell. Consulting the pages of his long-ago companion, the aforementioned spellbook, Pallor saw that destiny had smiled on him, if for only a skulking second.
Counting Scene:
The Dungeon Lounge once again opens up its barside counter for a second round of drinks. Darkly Pallor stands at the far right side, just next to the counter's long-stretching surface. He briefly reads through the pages in an attempt to find the recipe to his traditional teatime topper. The Loquatious Spellbook merely looks on with vacant contempt at his surroundings as its pages are flipped back and forth, hmphing lightly though inaudibly at Cryptal down below. The rodent busies herself gnawing on some discarded greened roasted peanut shells, her master brewing and boiling the potion for his own consumption behind the till. This trio is finally joined by a sleepy stormy sphere, black 18 printed onto its face, as the druidic practitioner gets added to the Counting Castle's cast of souls.
*Disclaimor: This marks the first of various fanfic characters created by some of the other talented imaginative minds belonging to members at Muppet Central's forums. The characters of Darkly Pallor, Cryptal and the Loquatious Spellbook were created for me by Maddie (ZootyCutie), but since Pallor first appeared in her second story titled Life is My Highway, she then gave me permission to bring him in as part of the Counting Castle's haunters.
PS: Hope you like Maddie.
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