John R

John is more often see wearing a black tank top that is designed to hug his form and make himself look more attractive by showing the toned muscles of his abdomen. A pair of faded out run down blue jeans is what rests on his legs. Johns hair is often short but long enough to drape just onto his forehead. Glasses rest upon the bridge of his nose.

Personality

John is always happy no matter what is going on; he doesn't let other emotions show. So he is always making friends whever he goes. Though when his anger is constantly prodded he can lose it.

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History

John was severly abused as a child; making him more able to endure damage placed upon him as he was always taking hits from a strong burly man that was his father. In schol he was always the trouble maker and the one to start fights with anyone that he could; because of this he was always beat up until he was enrolled in a self defence class; boxing and enrolled in MMA. He was able to achieve a brown belt in Keichu Ryu Karate; rank 5th in his Boxing league but was knocked out rather early in most MMA fights because he could not focus.

John R's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:03:07, as written by Nisei

John R pushes the door to the tavern open with a hard shove; the door just bouncing off of the wall to hit him in the forehead. Wavering slightly he moves to the side; groaning quietly as he rubs his head "Yeah' THAT brightens up my fucking day."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:04:54, as written by Nisei

John R looks at person who made the comment and gave a sarcastic laugh before sneering and walking to the bar; uncaring if he was underage to be drinking or not. He lept over the bar and just stared at the choices he had before him.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:07:06, as written by Nisei

John R grabs the nearest bottle of alcohol within his reach and turns on his heels; heaving it as best he could at the head of flecther "Piss off!"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:10:14, as written by Nisei

John R glared but tried to remain calm; his psychiatrist told him that getting angry was not safe with his condition. He turned back to the shelf and grabbed the first thing within his reach and walked to the nearest and darkest boot to sit in.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:12:39, as written by Nisei

John R stood up from the booth he was sitting in and turned to look at the man who was mockign him to no end "What the hell is your problem with me!?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:16:03, as written by Nisei

John R had to sink his teeth into his lip to refrain from losing his calm; it wouldnt be a real good thing for him to do at this point. "I don't think straight when I'm angry; so I don't always notice every little god damn thing like you 'creatures' have the ability to."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:18:11, as written by Nisei

John R shooks his head "No I didn't say that now did i? I am saying that you are used to being able to catch things that are going on around you easily with your enhanced vision or whatever the hell it is; I'm not."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:19:58, as written by Nisei

John R simply shook his head and slumped back into his chair; simply staring at the bottle ont he table before him.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:22:07, as written by Nisei

John R held his index finger out to the bottle before him and focused solely on that; the space of his vision that was not upon the bottle simple went dark. His finger moved side to side as did the bottle; practicing to perfect his Psychic abilities.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-22 09:24:52, as written by Nisei

John R holds his entire hand out as though he were grasping the bottle within it; after a few seconds of concentrating he squeezes his hand shut and the bottle shatters. He hadn't been thinking of hte after effects to much so when the alcohol spilled into his lap he jumped and cursed loudly.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-01 04:08:02, as written by Nisei

John R steps up to Gambits Bar, dressed in a thick black zip up sweater, a pair of light blue denim jeans, black skaters shoes, glasses and short black hair, and simply stands outside the door. It had been a good long time since he had set foot in this place, and as a matter of fact he had been in the exact same mood as he was at this very moment. With a quiet sigh, he reached out and pressed against the door, his rings scraping along the wooden surface as it opened to his touch. Once the door had opened he placed his hands inside of his sweater pockets and stepped inside, lowering his head to watch the ground as he made his way to a table and sat.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-01 04:18:42, as written by Nisei

John R rested his chin in the open palm of his right hand, his fingers splayed out along his cheek while his left hand drummed rhythmically against the table. His eyes wandered amongst those who occupied the bar along with him, wondering who they were, what they were and what they could do.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-01 04:25:07, as written by Nisei

John R stood from the table he was at, turning upon his right foot so that he stood behind his chair, pushing it back beneath the table before setting off for the door. Before stepping outside he threw his hood up onto his head and made sure his sweater was zipped up securely, and then left the bar.

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

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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