RPGJohn Hernandez
John is a runaway, who has gotten in the mix with the wrong people. He's headstrong, and has a very disturbed mind.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by LeeHitsugaya
Last seen at: Side Alley
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History
Johnny was known all over Jingletown as the Jesus Of Suburbia. However after a life of regret, disappointment, and anger, he became cynical and ran away from home, only to get pulled into the underground and become addicted to drugs, creating a split personality known as Jimmy. Jimmy slowly began to take over Johnny's actions until the line between the two was so blurred, it was hard to tell the real Johnny apart from Jimmy. That is until the end.
(read Jimmy's history to learn how he died)
After dying, he and Jimmy were separated into two separate souls and were sent to the soul society to become shinigamis. Johnny now resides in the 5th devison and awaits training
John Hernandez's Story
John Hernandez walked into the bar, holding a notebook with him as he sat down in the corner.
John Hernandez began to write in the book. "Dear, me. Today I forgot to shower. Again. Ain't it neat? god told you to skin me alive. Or was it my stepdad. He forgot to shower today too...oh well. He doesn't get fuckin' laid either." He finished, closing the book and walked to the counter.
John Hernandez picked his head up, watching Shin and Drakus fight.
John Hernandez looked at the fight and cursed. "Why the hell must I get involved with this stuff." He muttered, running towards Shin as he took out a pistol.
John Hernandez quickly grabbed the girl's hand, trying to get her out of the line of fire as he continued to run, firing his gun at Drakus.
John Hernandez looked at the man, cursing as he walked over. "Look, sorry about that but you didn't seem that friendly..." He said sighing.
John Hernandez looked at Shin and looked at the wound. "Hey, lemme help you with that?"
John Hernandez took out a bag and pulled out a tampon. "This'll hurt like fuck." He said, unwrapping it and inserting it in the wound, as it expanded, soaking up the blood and closing off the bleeding veins.
John Hernandez nodded. "Yeah well, just try not to bitch me out next time I try to help you out of a problem. I may not have a fuckin' tampon around to clean up your fucking mood swings." He said, putting tape tightly over the wound before hitting it for good measure.
John Hernandez sighed, watching her walk off as he smacked the back of his head. "Fuckin' idiot."
John Hernandez huddled up in the corner, upset that he couldn't make a friend even after saving they're life, knowing he should've kept his mouth shut.
John Hernandez waved his hand at Cinder. "It's fine, and you shouldn't worry about me shooting him. My aim fuckin' sucks anyways." He said, looking to Everest and smiled gently. "Thanks..." He said, taking one slowly. "You got a light?"
John Hernandez smiled and nodded, taking a puff of the cigarette as he leaned back, writing down in his journal. "Meet me at the corner of my miserable life. Note to self: Get me the fuck out of turd-town."
John Hernandez closed his book again and curled up in the corner, putting his backpack under his head to sleep as he used the cigarette to keep warm.
John Hernandez looked at Shin, feeling bad for snapping at her before looking down. "I'm sorry for what I said...you can take my money." He said, holding out his wallet, somewhat out of fear.
John Hernandez looked up at her. "Why? I'm the one the was wrong." He said, the voice in the back of his head going 'like usual'.
John Hernandez chuckled. "It's fine. I'm used to the hate." He said shrugging as he pulled out a thin blanket from his bag, wrapping it around himself.
John Hernandez chuckled. "My mom." He said with a shrug. "After all it's my fault her husband left. My birth was a mistake, just like the rest of my life."
John Hernandez chuckled. "Well, mine was." He said with a shrug, his cigarette going out as he began to shiver again. "So, what's your name anyways?"
John Hernandez looked up her and smiled a little as he wiped his eyes a bit. "Thanks...I'm Johnny, or is it Jimmy...I can't even figure it out..." He said, before realizing he was given the coat out of kindness not pitty. "Your different."
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