((Been good man, I left for a bit because of school/depression but I'm back now and bringing back my signature style of odd roleplaying. Expect to see me only a bit more in Rp's that haven't started yet. I'm still keeping my standards though.))
Dribble followed the man as he walked down the street, he had been following him for a while because he hadn't bathed in blood for a bit too. This was when he was most dangerous though, if he wasn't cavered in blood warm or otherwise he would start thinking and some think that before he went insane he had been a genius because the last time he though.... a small town literally had made a river of blood and tears. He saw one of the larger demons heading towards the mans street and realized that if he didn't hide him he wouldn't get his blood. Dribble sprinted at full speed towards the man from one alley, hooked him and lifted him off his feet, then fell into a pill of rubbish with him in a parallel alley. "Stay quiet or it will hear you!" he hoarsely whispers.
((I notice you couldn't wait to join up with me :P))
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