Novel & Cerita Michael Jackson As The Scarecrow In The Wiz

Marissa began to sing, her voice horribly off key. "Tiger here can be the Cowardly Lion," Allie said, blowing the tiger a kiss as we began walking back toward the wine tent. "I want to be Dorothy. Marissa, you're the Scarecrow." "Why am I the Scarecrow?" Marissa pouted. "Because you got no brain, sweetie," Allie said matter-of-factly. I snickered as we turned the bend, walking directly toward the penguin enclosure. My heart stopped as one of the little birds waddled out and dove into the cool water.

He drew a few more spells, causing spiritual energy to roll off his body in waves as six scarecrows appeared around Wilbur to surround him. "Have a taste of my Dark Harvest." The spiritual flames on Maddox's body shot into the air as he burst out laughing. The six scarecrows were each around two meters tall, sporting torn straw hats and terrifying expressions. Four limbs stuck out of each of their lanky bodies, with one of those limbs holding a long, thin scythe. These scarecrows seemed to radiate a terrifying forcefield, burning with jet-black flames as they waved their burning scythes and made their way over to Wilbur.

They all met up near a pawn shop. "I think your brother must have skipped town, man, " began Matt, who was in a red leather jacket with its sleeves rolled up and classic black pants that ended with loafers. His hair was also redesigned to look more wavy and glossy and had explained to the others after they'd met earlier that he was Michael Jackson. He even went on to attempt a 'moon walk' dance. It was terrible. "So, you hypnotised and things went south, " Julia added, "I still don't quite get how he's possessed by a demon! "

Anberine replied tartly to Skye’s chagrin. "Mucus? WHAT HAS SHE DONE?!" Skye screamed in horror as he now noticed that his hands had become webbed green hands. Looking at her in desperation, Skye released a series of croaks before pausing as he realised that he was the source of the croaking. “You turned me into a frog?! You bitch!” Skye screamed crossly now wanting to get up the table and scold her more than ever. “Should of used a silencer spell” Anberine muttered coldly before glaring at his angry expression.

Joe does not know what to think about her. "I saw how you looked at Michael," Rebbie Jackson says, and she tries to smile. "I saw your face fall when you saw me with him. I do not want you to get the wrong idea. You know how Michael is. He hides behind a big scary face because he is scared to say the wrong thing. He stays totally quiet unless he gets super mad."