Bad little boy.

Hey man! Thanks for stopping by! I know this blog is about a big ole asshole guy but that doesn't mean the Mun is! I am a rather friendly guy! My name is Brandon but people call me Doc B. Feel free to reach out and I'll try and answer any questions!

Hi I'm Brandon. I am currently Fresh out of the military, Specifically Air Force. I run this blog for fun and I only do things on here for fun. So don't force me to do anything that isn't fun and we will have a good time! :D

Listen. Everyone know what is good and bad But just in case I'll lay out the basic shit so no one gets confused.

Don't god mod or take control of my character. Usually I will talk with the person in Dm's before we get any where near this point. Heck if you talk to me in IM and explain it well enough I might let you. Also no meta gaming.

I run this as a hobby so don't get angry with what you read below. Love you stay safe! :D

So straight up. Friends and Main RP partners will take Priority in replies. I know that sucks sometimes but far to many times have I burnt myself out trying to reply to everything so I can get to that one friends replies. I just want to have fun. That said don't feel bad about reminding me if it's been a while. Sometimes things get lost or I lose things so check in if it's been a bit.

Listen I am willing to rp with almost everyone that said I have limit's.

Feel free to message me if were mutuals! Aka if I followed back on my Marshall Blog. Id be totally down to plot and talk about ideas. That said if were not mutuals and you message me multiple times and I don't reply. Take the hint. I don't want to interact. If you keep trying to interact and I don't want to I'll just block you.

I don't fucking do Drama. Don't bring that shit here or to me.

Marshall floated through his room, picking up and moving different objects. A few things he kept, sliding them into his pack before finally grabbing his Axe Bass Guitar using the attached sling to fasten it to his back next to his pack. He was now ready to go visit his Mother. As much as he despised her, her multiple attempts to reach out to him finally forced his hand. He was going to go see her again against his better judgment.

So he wasted no time, floating over to the wall and drawing the weird happy face needed to open the portal. He then floated over to his fridge and pulled out a container of Bug milk. When he opened the container, he was greeted with a horrid smell. "Fucking Disgusting... I think this shit is expired..." He said, looking down at the milk and then back at the wall. "Eh... It should be fine." He said with a nonchalant shrug before dousing the face with the expired bug milk.

With that, the ritual was complete. The whole house went dark as the wall began to crack down the middle of the face. It then opened to reveal hellfire and flames before finally forming a doorway to what looked like hell. Marshall smiled and walked through without a second thought. As he stepped through the wall, it closed behind him. Returning to normal as if nothing had happened.

Marshall floated through the passage, hellfire and horrid screams of the innocent surrounding him as he moved. Marshall's expression was apathetic as he yawned and floated further. Eventually, an exit appeared. He smiled, moving towards the exit without a second thought. This part is such a bore. He thought as he passed through.

One of the Many screens lining the wall of Vox's office began to pop and crack, accompanied by a static noise. Soon, cracks began to form down the screen as if it were breaking in half. The cracks then began to break away to reveal flames and the horrid screams of people suffering in horrible agony. Eventually, all the cracks gave way to a doorway from which a pale boy with black hair floated out. After exiting, the portal quickly closed behind the young man as he began to stretch his arms and legs.

Two Banana guards stood guard at the entrance of the Royal Lab. They chatted about how boring the shift was. Marshall floated above them, clinging to the ceiling as he watched them talk. He then gave a cheeky grin as he quickly threw a rock down the hallway. This prompted both guards to immediately yell, "Hey, who goes there!" "You're in Big trouble!" as they clumsily ran down the hallway towards the noise.

Marshall snickered as he cracked the door open, floating in and shutting it behind him. Once inside, he saw a bunch of big machines, tons of test tubes, and tons of weird looking liquids in big glass containers. A bunch of nerdy science stuff basically. He began to hum to himself as he slowly floated through, looking for stuff he could break or mess with. Stuff that would get a good reaction out of His Royal Highness Gum Wad! "Haha, yeah, the look on his face! It's going to be priceless!" He said, stopping at a big machine with a bunch of dials and buttons.

He gave an evil grin as he turned the nobs in random directions and pressed buttons in a random order. The Machine made a loud pop before the word ERROR appeared on the screen, and black smoke began to flow from the sides of the machine. He chuckled as he continued moving through the lab.

Marshall floated through his room, picking up and moving different objects. A few things he kept, sliding them into his pack before finally grabbing his Axe Bass Guitar and fastening it to his back with the attached sling, next to his pack. He was now ready to go visit his Mother. As much as he despised her, her multiple attempts to reach out to him finally forced his hand. He was going to go see her again against his better judgment.

So he wasted no time, floating over to the wall and drawing the weird happy face needed to open the portal. He then floated over to his fridge and pulled out a container of Bug milk. When he opened the container, he was greeted with a horrid smell. "Fucking Disgusting... I think this shit is expired..." He said, looking down at the milk and then back at the wall. "Eh... It should be fine." He said with a nonchalant shrug before dousing the face with the expired bug milk.

With that, the ritual was complete. The whole house went dark as the wall began to crack down the middle of the face. It then opened to reveal hellfire and flames before finally forming a doorway to what looked like hell. Marshall smiled and floated through without a second thought. As he stepped through the wall, it closed behind him. Returning to normal as if nothing had happened.

Marshall floated through the passage, hellfire and horrid screams of the innocent surrounding him as he moved. Marshall's expression was apathetic as he yawned and floated further. Eventually, an exit appeared. He smiled, moving towards the exit without a second thought. This part is such a bore. He thought as he passed through.

The room rumbled and shook as one of the many piles of ducks began to crack apart and break. Well, that was what it looked like. What was actually happening was that the wall in reality began to crack apart before eventually collapsing in on itself. From the hole, fire and flames spewed out as the screams and shouts of the innocent begged for help and forgiveness.

"Huh?" He said as he looked up at the pile. It would seem the Duck he grabbed was enough to mess with the structural integrity of this pile. In an instant, he was buried by an avalanche of Ducks.

Marshall floated through his room, picking up and moving different objects. A few things he kept, sliding them into his pack before finally grabbing his Axe Bass Guitar and using the attached sling to fasten it to his back, next to his pack. He was now ready to go visit his Mother. As much as he despised her, her multiple attempts to reach out to him finally forced his hand. He was going to go see her again against his better judgment.

So he wasted no time, floating over to the wall and drawing the weird happy face needed to open the portal. He then floated over to his fridge and pulled out a container of Bug milk. When he opened the container, he was greeted with a horrid smell. "Fucking Disgusting... I think this shit is expired..." He said, looking down at the milk and then back at the wall. "Eh... It should be fine." He said with a nonchalant shrug before dousing the face with the expired bug milk.

With that, the ritual was complete. The whole house went dark as the wall began to crack down the middle of the face. It then opened to reveal hellfire and flames before finally forming a doorway to what looked like hell. Marshall smiled and floated through without a second thought. As he stepped through the wall, it closed behind him. Returning to normal as if nothing had happened.

Marshall floated through the passage, hellfire and horrid screams of the innocent surrounding him as he moved. Marshall's expression was apathetic as he yawned and floated further. Eventually, an exit appeared. He smiled as he moved towards the exit without a second thought. This is the most boring part of coming here, he thought as he exited onto the other side.

Inside Fizzahrolli's dressing room, a framed poster on the wall began to crack from the top down. The cracks spread until they covered the entire poster. Then it all broke away, collapsing in on itself, leaving a huge hole. It didn't take long before hellfire began bursting out of the hole along with the horrid sounds of souls being tortured in hellfire. Then, seeming unaffected, a person floated out. Looking around the room as the hole quickly reassembled, sealing itself and turning the poster back to normal.

Marshall floated through his room, picking up and moving different objects. A few things he kept, sliding them into his pack before finally grabbing his Axe Bass Guitar using the attached sling to fasten it to his back next to his pack. He was now ready to go visit his Mother. As much as he despised her, her multiple attempts to reach out to him finally forced his hand. He was going to go see her again against his better judgment.

So he wasted no time, floating over to the wall and drawing the weird happy face needed to open the portal. He then floated over to his fridge and pulled out a container of Bug milk. When he opened the container, he was greeted with a horrid smell. "Fucking Disgusting... I think this shit is expired..." He said, looking down at the milk and then back at the wall. "Eh... It should be fine." He said with a nonchalant shrug before dousing the face with the expired bug milk.

With that, the ritual was complete. The whole house went dark as the wall began to crack down the middle of the face. It then opened to reveal hellfire and flames before finally forming a doorway to what looked like hell. Marshall smiled and walked through without a second thought. As he stepped through the wall, it closed behind him. Returning to normal as if nothing had happened.

Marshall floated through the Hellfire passage as screams of pain and agony sounded all around. He let out a small yawn when he finally saw the exit. He kept floating without a second thought, floating through the Exit and out onto the other side.

One of the Many screens that lined the wall of Vox's office began to crack down the middle. As if it were breaking in half. Soon, the cracks broke away to reveal flames and the horrid sounds of people suffering in horrible agony. Eventually, all the cracks gave way to a doorway from which a pale boy with black hair floated out. The portal quickly closed behind him as he began to stretch and looked around at the weird room.

Marshall floated through his room, picking up and moving different objects. A few things he kept, sliding them into his pack before finally grabbing his Axe Bass Guitar, using the attached sling to fasten it to his back next to his pack. He was now ready to go visit his Mother. As much as he despised her, her multiple attempts to reach out to him finally forced his hand. He was going to go see her again against his better judgment.

So he wasted no time, floating over to the wall and drawing the weird happy face needed for the portal to open. He then floated over to his fridge and pulled out a container of Bug milk. When he opened the container, he was greeted with a horrid smell. "Fucking Disgusting... I think this shit is expired..." He said as he looked down at the milk and then back at the wall. "Eh... It should be fine." He said with a nonchalant shrug before dousing the face with the expired bug milk.

With that, the ritual was complete. The whole house went dark as the wall began to crack down the middle of the face. It then opened to reveal hellfire and flames before finally forming a doorway to what looked like hell. Marshall smiled and walked through without a second thought. As he stepped through the wall, it closed behind him. Returning to normal as if nothing had happened.

Marshall floated through the portal. He heard the screams of the damned and saw the flames burn all around him. He gave a small yawn in response as the exit portal finally came into view. He floated through it without a second thought. When he came out of the portal, he was in some kind of Hotel? He had never been here before. Did his Mother make a Hotel? That seemed a little too normal for her.