Fletcher Godeaux

A cheerfully misanthropic New Jersey vampire. With his deceptive wide-eyed earnestness, you can't tell he's snarking at you until it's too late and your identity is shattered.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by ViceVersus

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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Description

Hey - at least I appreciate my rampant narcissim!

Fletcher Godeaux's Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 08:58:07, as a chat transcript.
(I'm a bit bored. Anyone want to RP in another room?))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 08:59:25, as a chat transcript.
(Any ideas on background? You can come up with it, I'll change characters accordingly.)

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 09:02:08, as a chat transcript.
((idk. Is forest open? Lemme check.))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 09:02:27, as a chat transcript.
((Gardens are open. Mee you there.))

# Wing City Gardens (South), 2009-08-23 09:02:52, as a chat transcript.
I have a bunch of characters...idk which one to use. Shall i post them up and you chose? :3

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:43:25, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux The vampire was already a little buzzed as he came into the bar. Just scarce under six foot, he didn't seem to strikingly dangerous. A bit scruffy and unkempt, but besides that a fairly good-looking fellow, "Hey. Beer. Now."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:43:32, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux ran a thumb over his teeth, "Please."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:44:33, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux hauled himself onto one of the bar stool. He clutched at the counter to keep from tipping off of it. The bartender gave him shifty looks.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:46:14, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux Reaching into his wallet, Fletcher pulled out a few crumpled singles and paid for his drink. Instead of gulping it down right away, he pressed the cold glass against his forehead and gave a long sigh. An aching headache was what ailed him, not an already existing hangover. Although with Fletch, one could never really tell. Feeling the chilled glass melting his pain away, the fangless vampire set it back down on the counter and looked around.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:47:58, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux drank his beer anyways. No sense wasting something that good, sitting right in front of him. Now feeling MUCH better for himself, the vampire leaned back and took in the patrons in the bar. Some stared back, some didn't. He yawned.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:48:59, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "I'm tending." Fletch grunted

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:49:04, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "What you need?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:50:32, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux drained the rest of his tankard, and then hopped up over the bar and behind the counter. "You need something?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:51:24, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "Uh...generally we take money. Not.." Fletch squinted through the dregs of his headache, "What is that, anyways?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:53:20, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "Lemme see." Fletch snapped his fingers, "Now. Or no drinks for you and I get chuckles over there to throw you out."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:53:30, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux nodded at the marble.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:55:53, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "Pharaohs, eh?" Fletch hefted the gold bar and determined that it was indeed made of the solid stuff, "Goodness. You sure go straight to the horses mouth. Or is it the Sphinx? Anyways, I can give you a few drinks on the house. Mostly because I just sneaked back here and was in the middle of pouring myself something when you asked for a beer."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:56:00, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux dropped the gold bar on the counter. It landed with a loud thud.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:56:06, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "What did you say you wanted again?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-23 13:57:53, as written by ViceVersus
Fletcher Godeaux "I can dig that." Fletch reached behind him and pulled a few mugs from the rack. He worked the hose and poured himself and the man a tall glass of beer, "So. Drink that down and tell me a bit about how the heck you managed to steal a solid gold bar."