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Scotsman watches the guard run off, standing there in confused silence. "...Was it something I said?...." ........ He then remembers the whole reason he was trying to talk to the guard in the first place. "OI!! CAN'T YOU AT LEAST ANSWER MY QUESTION!!!!....Darn....he's gone....well..." He looks at the others, hoping one of the kids could answer his question. "Doesn't anyone know where we are or what this place is?..."

Oh scraplets D: editing now

(Oh, and one more character) Name: Akela Age: 40 in human years Gender: Male Appearance: Akela is a large grey wolf with piercing sapphire eyes. His fur is long, and his tail bushy. Height wise, his shoulder reach up to an average man's stomach, and is about 6 feet long including his tail. He is not famished, and very muscular for a wolf. Occupation: Lone Wolf; former leader of the Seeonee wolf pack Glamour: N/A Fable: The Jungle Book Personality: Akela is stoic, calm, and quiet. He is also very noble, selfless, and very wise from years of leading a pack. As a father to several cubs, Akela has grown compassionate toward children and is very caring. Bio: After a long time being the leader of the Seeonee pack, and long after Mowgli had grown past the man-cub stage, Akela left the pack in respect to the newly appointed Alpha, and watched over the pack until the jungle was attacked, forcing him to retreat to Fableland where he now acts as a guardian when necessary and helps lost children find their way home.

( I will rp as two characters, one being an antagonist ) Name: Merlin Age: Unknown Appearance: Wrinkled, with white hair and a flowing white beard that goes to the ground. Slightly hunched over from old age, standing roughly 5'7. He speaks with a noticeably aged English accent. http://www.spacemonsters.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/disney.tsits_.jpeg Fable: Legend of King Arthur (appears in Disney movie: Sword in the Stone) Glamour: None Fable: Beowulf Personality: Merlin is wise and humble, but quirky and mischievous. He is straightforward, but has been known to ramble easily. Will bonk pupils on the head with his wand or a stick if they do something wrong or to stop them from getting in trouble. Bio: Merlin is a famous wizard (well, according to him he is famous), and is one of the best magicians around, although he has no claim to fame and has practically been forgotten about as he lives a quiet life in his cottage in the forest. He has looked forward and back in time, every now and then going to the Bahamas, and to Bermuda when he accidentally says 'Blow me to Bermuda!' out of anger. However, this ability to move through time has been lost due to being exhausted in his age and he remains stuck in this period for the time being. Name: Grendel Age: 28 Appearance: A monstrous being living in the swamps, Grendel is 15 feet tall with powerful arms and clawed hands. He has warped, grey skin and red eyes from lack of sleep. Occupation: Living Terror Glamour: N/A Personality: Grendel is solitary, and hates anything happy and joyous. His hatred is due to being outcast by the people in Hrothgar's kingdom, and is a very bitter soul. Though he deep down wants someone to care about him, and wants to be loved, he pushes away and scares off any who try in rage of the happiness of the world. Bo: After being defeated by the legendary warrior Beowulf, Grendel is exiled from the Norse kingdom and wanders the wilderness and even the ocean until he finds a suitable home in the swamps around Fableland, where he now haunts the depressing deadwood swamp.

Scotsman raises his large hand as the guard gets hit in the backside with a rock. "Oh, now look! Ye got what you deserved for being a royal pain in the behind, you sniveling, short-tempered, disrespectful, unintelligent excuse for a guard! I mean, its common courtesy to be kind once in a while!..." The Scotsman looks around at the group that had amassed. He realizes what's going on. "But NOOOOOO, you have to go around with a bug in yer rump and taking it out on the rest of us!!"

Scotsman then gets angry, baring his yellow teeth. Some of the teeth were missing. "I TOLD YOU IM NOT A PIRATE!!!! AND IM THE BEST BAGPIPER IN TOWN!!!!!!" He spits as he says this, and begins insulting the guard, with one long 2-minute insult that was unintelligible, doing so in one breath and shouting it to where others could hear. This provided the perfect window for the others to pull a fast one on the guard.

The Scotsman stands straight, offended at this. "Arrest me!? For what bloomin' reason, you furry-brained, half-witted, cranky, short-tempered, unsociable creten!?....And it's not obnoxious!....Ugh...everyone's a critic...." He folds his arms, and puts his bagpipes away. He looks at the guard, and the others.

Scotsman growls, and clenches his fist as he unintentionally spits in the guard's face. "I'M NO' A PIRATE, YE BLOOMIN, SIDEWINDIN, BACKWARDS-KICKING, JABBERIN OAF!!!!" He holds his bagpipes close, not playing the instrument anymore. "And mah music ain't obnoxious, wee laddie! It's melodious and beautiful, me pipes!"

The Scotsman growls as he stands there lost in the crowd. "Great! Now I done lost the only way I can figure out where I am!...And the music in this basket-weaving, soy-eatin', milk-drinkin', chaotic, mindless squabble of a crowd is plain noise! I've heard pigs squeal with more melody than this banter that could gag a yak!....I know..." He pulls out his bagpipes, and grins as he looks about the crowd. "Ehehe.....if it's music they want, then they oughta here me pipes!" At that instant, the loud sound of his bagpipes resonates in the crowd. He stops when the guard comes back, and grins. "Oi! Yer back, you little one! And I ain't no pirate! I'm a Scottish warrior!...I do not know where I am or where I came from, and I canno' even remember my name or anyone here."

The Scotsman had lost them in the crowd, and was grumbling after the guard pushed him aside. "Great! Now my answers canno' be found! Oi! Can't anyone help!?"

The Scotsman raises an eyebrow at Ender's response. "Now, I don't believe that ya oughta go around stealing wee laddie...." He growls in annoyance as the boy takes off, then pursues the two kids. He pushes and shoves people out of his way with little effort and paying no mind. "OI!! Come back!!! Who celebrates a birthday like this!?" ((( Edited )))

The Scotsman raises an eyebrow. The guard's irritable tone doesn't settle well with the man. 'Oi! I'm a needin' help! I don't know where I am, wee laddie!....Hold on..." He walks over to the two kids, and looks at them, leaning over. The Scotsman's size and brutish physique were masked by his harmless and kind expression. "What was it you wee lil' kiddies stole from the money-grubbin' weasel?"

The Scotsman was looking around as he strolled, still clueless as to where he was or what was happening. He had jut woken up mere hours ago, and scratches his head as he walks. Although he had a custom-made peg leg, the Scotsman walks as though it wasn't even there, but he still had questions that needed answers. He speaks loudly to himself as his kilt sways following the movements of his legs. "I don't know.....where in the bloomin' world I am!" He sees a guard up ahead, with the two thieves, and his green eyes widen as he hurries over to the three. "OI! YOU THERE! AYE, PUNY LADDIE!!!" The Scotsman then realizes that the guard had his sword drawn at the thieves. "Oi, why are ya pointin' that wimpy, pathetic, toothpick excuse for a weapon at these harmless kiddies??"

Roger that; I will solve it by turning his machine-gun-leg into a peg leg

Name: Scotsman Gender: Male Video Game you are from: Samurai Jack: Shadow of Aku; also in Fusionfall Appearance: http://www.theclubabove.wordpress.com/2007/08/scotsman.jpeg ((( for some reason whenever I try to upload an image, it freezes on the URL box ))) Occupation: Clansman Personality: Brave, rowdy, and lovable, the Scotsman is a strong warrior whose large sword is unbreakable and whose loyal spirit never wavers. He is a skilled swordsman, who never backs down from a good fight, and will use anything as a weapon...including his head, and his machine-gun-leg. He is very proud, and once befriended will never let you down and always enjoys good humor. The Scotsman is very protective of his bagpipes, and loves playing them despite constant criticism. However, tick him off and you will suffer the wrath of his barely intelligible and prolonged insults. Bio: Although he has forgotten everything of his past life, Scotsman wanders looking for friends and a good adventure.