Johnny Boy Zagar.

Charging into battle with noting but his bat and a signature 'fuck the world' hairstyle, the Badman is both respected by his comrades and underestimated by his victims. Many a man have lost a tooth against the mesh that coats his iconic bat.

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

Last seen at: Wing City Lake: Island

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Alias: Badman Johnny.
Age: 24
Current Residence: Drifter
Birth Place: New Mexico
Hometown: Rio Rancho.
Allegiance: No one
Belief/Religion: Agnostic
Profession: Odd Job handler.

Height: 6'3"
Weight: 180lbs.
Build: Solid
Hair: The style of his bleach blond hair varies on his mood.
Eyes: Brown
Skin:
Handedness: Right.


Most Prized Possession (Material Value): His Glock.
Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): A small Buddha Trinket.

Likes: His Woman, His Pistol, and his Money.
Dislikes: Birds.

Relationships: None
Family: Unknown
Relatives: Few cousins
Friends: None
Acquaintances: None
Rivals: None
Social Pressures/Problems: None
Other Pressures/Problems: Making the next move
General Public Behavior: Arrogant, egotistical,

Catchphrase: "Hand me another wrap"
Favorite Sayings: "What do you want?" "Don’t touch me." "I hate birds”

General Philosophy: Fuck God, and all his troubles.

Johnny Boy Zagar.'s Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-13 19:10:56, as a chat transcript.
cursed under his breath as he pushed the rotting wood door of Gambits open. Rather then styling his blond hair upwords as he usually would. The Badman decided to wear his naturally straight hair down, which was at a length to barely tickle his chin, and adorn his crown with a Fedora style of headwear.

His bat, a thick wooden slugger decorated with a web of metal chains, is balanced over his right shoulder, held by the hand on the same side.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-13 19:19:10, as a chat transcript.
allowed the bat to lazily spin outwards and away from it's resting place, the ductaped over grip sliding smoothly between his salty fingers. The sudden change in stance was a result in an equally sudden change in environment, where the Badman was near toppled over by the bumbling mess of characters and foodgroups that patronize the bar. Pivoting on his heel, while guiding the bat to finish it's spin and resting it up aganist his armpit, the fighter managed to avoid Cyrus's hastily retreat with a woman in tow.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 19:35:50, as a chat transcript.
cursed under his breath at the feeling of bugs and critters biting up along his bare arms as he shuffled though the less then pleasant forest. he Badman decided to wear his naturally straight hair down, which was at a length to barely tickle his chin, and adorn his crown with a Fedora style of headwear, rather then styling his blond hair upwords as he usually would.

His bat, a thick wooden slugger decorated with a web of metal chains, is balanced over his right shoulder, held by the hand on the same side.
"Fuck'n bugs." Another curse emitted between his lips, which was followed by the tell tale sound of skin whacking on skin.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 19:46:20, as a chat transcript.
felt the ductaped over grip dig into the sweaty palm of his right hand as he guided the slugger off his shoulder in a spin. The sudden change in grip style was a result in an equally sudden change in environment, where a cluster of wooden trees barred all but the slimmest of individuals. The Badman continued with his walk while the blunt end of his slugger came to a rest under his right arm pit, and attempted to slide his way though the narrow pass though the cluster of trees.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 19:48:12, as a chat transcript.
(( A punk with a bat. ))

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 19:55:27, as a chat transcript.
"Too many fuck'in trees, not enough fuck'in wraps to deal with them, too fuck'in tired to care" Badman John muttered at the feeling of branches clawing at the pale wifebeater. The sleeveless fabric left little to the imagination, and if one were to notice the Badman they would be exposed to the detailed outlining of his tattooed frame.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:03:25, as a chat transcript.
Although lacking any superhuman sense of his own, the streetwise Johnny Boy was not ignorant of his surrounding area. Therefor, when Lucas's shadow spilled down from his stalker's perch in the trees Johnny was immediately made aware of his stalker's presence.

But before the Badman could properly show Lucas the blunt end of his bat, the shadow was gone in a gust of violent wind.
"Fuck'in magicmen." He shugged unde his breath before he continued on.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:06:28, as a chat transcript.
had ducked at the sound of Lucas appearance, and his stalker was reward with impaling the Badman's hat rather then his arm. "Da fuck do you want Magicman!?" Jonny Roared as he pivoted on his heel, extending his bat upward twor'ds Lucas's chin with his own standing up motion.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:08:33, as a chat transcript.
smiled as he felt the blunt end of his bat ram into Lucas's swinging hand rather then his intended target.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:10:10, as a chat transcript.
(( Lucas, that would shatter your hand.. ))

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:10:16, as a chat transcript.
(( But it's your call. ))

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:13:17, as a chat transcript.
's smile had reversed itself as he felt both the punch and the bat rebound away from eachother. The Badman was forced to act fast, and had followed the rebounding motion of his bat in an over the shoulder roll.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:15:45, as a chat transcript.
"Well? Da fuck do ya want Magicman?" He was on his feet, the metal webbed bat twirling in a lazy motion.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:16:56, as a chat transcript.
Allowed the man to swing his sword...for Johnny had already rolled back a ways away

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:17:16, as a chat transcript.
Therefor his foe would be swinging at air.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:21:49, as a chat transcript.
pivoted along his heel as a result of the coming threat, and simply smiled as he felt the swooshing motion of Lucas's punch hit nothing but empty air. The force of the punch hitting..well nothing, should have sent his opponent into a forward's stumble. Therefor Badman John allowed the blunt end of his bat to swing forward, closing the space between the metal webbed bat and his opponent's face

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:23:53, as a chat transcript.
felt the whacking sound of his bat ramming into Lucas's face, for he refused to dodge his attack.

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:23:55, as a chat transcript.
(( Mmk ))

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:24:43, as a chat transcript.
(( The bat would hit Lucas before Lucas could fire off a shot of energy ))

# Twisted Path, 2009-09-13 20:24:48, as a chat transcript.
(( Just saying.. ))