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Doyle Thurston

He is American, despite his celtic name.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Freddie-Ammerson

Last seen at: Dark Woods

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Description

Image except with blue eyes the color of the sky right before a storm. Due to his military training, he is not overweight, not too skinny, and not overly muscular.

Image (just sans glasses and scarf)

Image Doyle and his partner (copilot), James. (Yes yes i know what it says on the back! don't harass me about it.)

Personality

Can be unusually quiet or super talkative. It's really just a ploy to get people to underestimate him. Once you get to know him, though, he is actually a nice guy who would defend/protect his friends no matter what.

Equipment

Doyle usually carries around a pistol or two, sometimes much more. (red pistols)

History

Used to: After graduating from high school, Doyle went into the military to train to fly aircraft. includes planes and helicopters. He was recently changed by Tybalt Bloodmoon into a vampire. (an anne rice vampire)

He is still a vampire, but has been brought back into the military, the Marines to be specific, as a specialized group called The Shade. He was deployed to Afghanistan (Korengal Valley to be specific), to help them survive. He's back, along with a few buddies of his. James, his copilot, goes where he goes, and is a vampire too.

Doyle Thurston's Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:06:07, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston adjusted his shirt nervously before pushing open the door and stepping into the bar like a normal human instead of the vampire that he was. He took his time looking around the bar before stepping farther in. He sighed before moving over to the bar counter, and next to James, coincidentally. He eyed the man with an upraised eyebrow, shifting slightly. His blood red pistols, if someone looked, would have been revealed in the short space of the second that he had shifted.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:09:02, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi stretched as she grinned and walked into the bar, Angie following in after her. They both looked around before moving over to a table to converse.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:09:45, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston nodded, smiling slightly. "That obvious?" He mused aloud, taking a seat. He kept his eyes on the rest of the bar before looking at James again.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:13:14, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston nodded. "Doyle Thurston. Don't know what I would be classified as though." He said, scratching his cheek. "In any case, you got it right. What brings you here?"
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:17:25, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi and Angie nodded to Goldwind before moving over to him. Both looked battered and in need of days of sleep.

Doyle winced slightly, moving away from the scar. "Damn. Looks bad. What did you meet, a tiger or something?" He said, smiling slightly. He became painfully aware that he hadn't feed in days.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:19:24, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi hugged her son back, smiling. "Yeah they did. But it was worth it."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:22:07, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston nodded in agreement. "But people aren't the smartest, especially over there it seems." He said, sighing. He looked behind the bar to see if there was a bartender.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:24:53, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston shrugged. "Hey, at least your alive." He said, still looking for a bartender.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:27:28, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi nodded. "She will be here soon."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:31:45, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston shook his head. "Don't smoke, sorry. Wouldn't sit well with my stomach." He lied. He grumbled before jumping behind the bar counter swiftly, and starting a search for the blood packets he needed.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:32:14, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi shook her head. "Sleep would be nice."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:34:25, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston shrugged. "Haven't really stopped it yet. Just haven't been given a job." He said, popping his head up to answer James before ducking down again and making a noise of triumph as he pulled out several blood packs and poured them into a cup.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:36:15, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi nodded before moving to curl up on a couch. Angie had moved over to a table, stretching her arms upward before retracting them.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:49:25, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston narrowed his eyes as he blurred over to Crash, simultaneously pulling out both his guns. "Excuse me, but I would like me and my friends wallet back." He snarled, pointing both guns at the man's head.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:50:50, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston rolled his eyes. "It's called being a vampire, idiot. Now give me back the wallets and the money you took out of them." He said, guns still pointed at the man.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:53:52, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston grinned, showing off his fangs. "Good boy. And its alright. As long as we have come to an agreement." He said, blurring back to his seat and the glass of blood he had left waiting for him.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 15:58:33, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Tori crashed through the door to bar, effectively destroying it. She landed roughly on the floor, skidding to a stop and lightly crashing into someone's chair. She had multiple cuts all over her body, along with bruises. She stumbled back up and ran back out, waving to Arashi, who had been startled awake. Her mother hurriedly got up, Angie following the two out. "Goldwind, stay inside with Fira alright?" Arashi told her son, frowning.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 16:01:55, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi paused in the door way. "Something. Just stay inside, alright?"
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 16:06:11, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston Arashi nodded. "I will be, hun." She said, before bolting out the door and to attend to the hollow that was outside. To those spiritually inclined, they would see a crazy, white masked thing attacking the bar, or attempting to do so. Angie, Arashi, and Tori were doing their best to stop its attacks and to kill it.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-04 16:11:17, as written by Freddie-Ammerson
Doyle Thurston sighed as he placed James' wallet next to him before taking a sip of his blood with a satisfied sigh.

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