RPGJimmy Hernandez
Saint Jimmy's coming down, across the alleyway. Upon the boulevard like a zip-gun on parade. Lights up a sillouette, he's in subordinate. He's comin at you so you better watch out.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by LeeHitsugaya
Last seen at: Dead End
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Jimmy Hernandez's Story
Jimmy Hernandez walked in, a joint hanging out of his mouth and a pistol on his hip. His eyes were blood red as he scanned the room grinning.
Jimmy Hernandez walked towards the bar counter, flicking away his cigarette at the wall, not caring who it would hit as he jumped over the counter to the register, drawing his pistol.
Jimmy Hernandez took his pistol and shot the lock of the register. The shot made a loud bang as it exited the barrel and impacted the register. Jimmy quickly began shoving as much money he could into his pockets, in his backpack and even down his pants.
Jimmy Hernandez looked at Wyatt. "Do I look like I give a shit?" He asked with a grin, the register now empty. "But thanks anyways fucker." He said, giving a military-esque salute with his middle finger as he ran for the door.
Jimmy Hernandez looked at Motoko with a smirk. "Well hello there lady. Don't worry. It's all going towards a good cause." He said, stepping back. The two shots didn't phase him at all.
Jimmy Hernandez smiled. "And an extraordinary girl comes to help. Perfect." He said with a grin.
Jimmy Hernandez watched the impact hit her wing and dissapate. "I think it's time to go blow this joint. Gotta meet with Jesus." He said with a smirk, running out of the bar.
Jimmy Hernandez walked in, jumping up and down, carrying a glock in his pocket as he ran towards the counter, taking the gun out.
Jimmy Hernandez jumped over the counter and fired the gun at the register, breaking it open and began to stuff the money in his pockets.
Jimmy Hernandez shook his head. "No I don't work here." Jimmy said, pointing at Mr. Stickers with his gun. "And this is my score dickweed." Jimmy scorned, snatching the money from him.
Jimmy Hernandez fired a round at Mr. Stickers's head, missing by an inch. "No, we can't."
Jimmy Hernandez smirked and took out a match, tossing it in the register. "No thanks." He said, waving as he ran to the door.
Jimmy Hernandez was knocked to the floor and began to bleed badly. "Ngh...what the fuck, man?" He said, holding the wound.
Jimmy Hernandez glared at him. "No, we can't." He said, his vision blurring a bit. "Damn...that really hurt."
Jimmy Hernandez glared at Camameal. "What the hell did you call me?"
Jimmy Hernandez looked at her. "What the fuck do you think ya dumb fuck! I want to live. But how the fuck do you think you can heal this?!" He yelled, pointing at his head which was bashed open.
Jimmy Hernandez looked at Mr. Stickers. "Oh shut your mouth lizard boy before I cut out your tounge." He said, glaring daggers at the man/gecko.
Jimmy Hernandez looked at Mr. Stickers. "Want me to test that theory bug-eater?!" He said, ignoring Camameal completely.
Jimmy Hernandez laughed. "Not as tasty as you'd be deep fried, ya freak."
Jimmy Hernandez screamed at the pain and stopped yelling, passing out from the pain.
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