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Pluto

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by LeBeau, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Pluto lived an average life, like every other boy. He was fond of the guitar, had a girlfriend, and a few friends too. He lived with his grandfather after the shooting of his parents when he was a child which left him with a fear or firearms. The night of his eighteenth birthday he was visited by a crossroad demon named Lief. Lief informed him that centuries prior, Pluto's ancestor promised the soul of one of his descendants to Lief, leaving the conditions of the deal a mystery. It didnt take much more than a show of power and a bite from a hell hound to convince Pluto. Lief offered him a deal, he could keep his soul but he'd have to gather souls for him in exchange as well as become his tool against other creatures of hell. As a contract was signed, Lief burned a symbol inside of Pluto's throat. It would allow him the ability to garner souls by simply singing. Lief put his mind at ease by alerting him that he couldn't command Pluto to kill, and that souls regrow. The key is taking just enough that the person can still regrow it. He also mentioned that a part of your soul is lost regardless with each sin. Pluto wouldn't have to do any permanent damage, unless he went too far on a singular target. The symbol would provide Pluto power in the form of a magically entrancing voice. Lief warned that the taste of souls is addicting and to be sure not to go too far.

Lief went on to tell him that not all demons are evil. Lief was once a human like anyone else, cast down to hell because of the immoral deeds he had to do to protect his town from the soulless creatures of the night. Ever since, no man had the courage nor the honor necessary to take up his position. Garnering a position as a crossroad demon, he's been using the contracts to elect guardians. The souls are a means to an end, to provide Pluto with strength. Lief does not mention that previous guardians were driven into addiction.

Lief would drop by occasionally, giving Pluto his target and some information about how to kill them. Pluto eventually found fault in killing what he thought to be innocent creatures, many of which resembled people. Lief warned him that these were not people and they had no worth, yet the guilt only grew.

Personality

-Fear of guns
-Addiction to souls
-Guilt over his duty
-Fear over death

So begins...

Pluto's Story

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stepped into the center of the crossroads, an obstruction to the intersection. Although probably heavily traveled at some point in time it was desolate now. The culmination of the dirt roads had a much grander purpose to those who knew of its underlying intention. Apollo slipped his hands securely into his pockets, perhaps a herald of things to come. He carried with him a special gravitas, one that he rarely held before. He shouted into the night.

"I need to retract on our agreement."

The night kept its calm.

"I cant go through with this. Please!" His lip quivered.

The night kept its calm.

He dropped to his knees. "Please!"

Once again, the night kept its calm.

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had resorted to sobbing against the dirt. His usual effervescent demeanor lost from him, perhaps stolen by the night. He barely heard the swerving death trap behind him but he remained steadfast regardless. The demon had been very insistent on keeping Pluto alive; Until he could kill him himself, that is. Storm clouds began to loom overhead, a precursor for things to come. He looked up at the sky, the mournful experience taking residence across his face.

"They're comin'"

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The night spit out a beast. A dog of sorts, shrouded in shadows. It seemed to smoke and had an aspect of translucence about it. Pluto's eyes flew open, his mouth parting slightly as he looked upon it. A shrouded figured caught in the wind bent down and spoke into his ear. "No turning back now, my boy."

Pluto took to his feet, searching through his pockets as the beast grew larger in size. It seemed to be as tall as Pluto if it could stand. He was panicked and it showed.

He pulled out a small packet of salt, tearing it open with his teeth and throwing it at the beast. The hound staggered, giving Pluto a moment to further the distance between the two. It quickly gathered itself, two more appearing on either side.

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He didnt turn to look at the people who had crowded around him. They were not his concern, nor should they of been. He didnt bother searching through his pockets, he had no more salt. Perhaps he should of spent his time preparing to fight these beasts off instead of drowning himself in liquor and self-loathing.

He took the guitar off his back, holding it lazily at his side as the beasts stepped ever-closer.

He finally adressed the pair. "Hellhounds." He gazed at their guns. "Those wont do any good. Iron and salt." He swallowed heavily, placing his hand atop his straw fedora. He edged it upwards, revealing a bit of his forehead. The rim was lined with salt, at least they wouldnt mall his face.

"Id suggest you ran. If they catch your scent, they'll kill you just like they're going to kill me."

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The metal projectile sent the dog into a backwards stumble, growling at Sarus as it dissipated into the night. Pluto didnt seem very relieved. "I told you to run." A hound jumped at Pluto, deterred by a strike from his guitar. "Iron lining." Two more began to reappear, resembling the ones the group had just fended off. They grew slow, but eventually they'd be back.

This was Pluto's last chance. A bar laid distant in his path.

And with that he turned, placing a hand on the top of his hat as he began running away from the beasts.

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He slid into the bar, searching around the darkness. He found a tin box atop the counter. He quickly pulled it from its resting place, throwing it onto the floor. He took out his lighter, throwing it onto the tin box. Suddenly a creature would appear, looming over it. "What do you want now, Kid?" Pluto smiled. "A deal." With that the door flew closed, the others left to face the four or five remaining hellhounds.

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Pluto made his way into the bar, his guitar slung over his neck. His fingers grazed the ever-degrading strings. He gave birth to a quiet melody. It was pleasing to the ears yet it seemed to loom over the patrons of the bar. His intent was far from pure and those that didn't catch onto it were in for a mighty loss.

As he played the occupants of the bar should of felt nothing. Perhaps the people more aware as to the condition of their souls felt something. In the end, thievery was taking place.

And just about the most valuable thing they held was being stolen.

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Pluto peered up at Meras, revealing the light blue tint of his eyes out of the rim of his hat. He lifted his Fedora a bit higher off his face as his fingers continued to slowly strum the strings. "Providing entertainment, of course."

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Pluto looked to the man with a nod, resettling his vision on the strings of his guitar. A few more moments passed before he caught Anouk in his sights. Her soul seemed pure enough.

He focused on her as an invisible seemed to wrap around her form. Wether she felt it or not would be determined by how attuned she was as to the condition of her soul.

He spotted the door, his attention being disrupted and the girl being released from his grasp. He stood, his curiousity peeked as he let the guitar settle on his back.

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Pluto looked to the beast with a smile. Perfect! A distraction. He place a foot firmly on the table, using it to propel himself over the booth and onto the one that Anouk had taken to. He slid down to a seated position beside her as he pulled the guitar out into his lap. "Care for some entertainment, my lady?"

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Pluto continued on, watching the beasts as they were slaughtered where they stood. "Aww, leave those poor puppies alone." He yelled mockingly, laughing lightly. Not much left for him to do at the bar, he'd already met his soul quota for the day. He stood, hopping from one table to another. He dove onto one of the hounds, grabbing a handful of its fur around the things neck in his hand. "Let's go, buddy." And with that, he rode the beast out of the bar.

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Pluto strolled back into the bar, whistling idly. "That last one was a weakling, i want another." He peered up at the monatuk casually. He stepped onto the barstool, then the counter top. Taking a rope he had brought with him and trying to lasso it around the creatures neck. "This one's mine, boys."

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Pluto rolled around the floor with the beast, a dangerous grin across his face. "Whoa, calm down boy! You just need some love." He wrapped his arm's around the things neck, attempting to resettle himself onto his back. "Come on boy, i got lotsa dog food back home. Chocolate too."

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Pluto patted its wound innocently. He sat up on the creatures back, attempting to fashion the rope into a muzzle and a leash or sorts. If successful, he'd hop off its back and attempt to drag the creature out of the bar.

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He gritted his teeth as he tugged at the beast. "Fine, be like that." He looped the other end of the rope around one hand while taking his guitar in the other. He slammed the iron contraption down on the hounds head, or attempted to at least. "Now are you going to behave?" He rebutted to the probably incapacitated beast. "Now, we're going home."

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He used all the strength he had left in him, backing up slowly as he attempted to drag it out with him. "Dont be so difficult you damn mutt."

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Struggling could be heard outside the bar in addition to a slew of vulgarity. Pluto had his arm around the creatures neck, attempting to subdue it. Eventually the beast would fall from consciousness. He stood with a grunt, attaching the rope to a nearby tree. He patted the beast as he made his way back inside, dusting his hands off as he took a seat next to Kryce. He motioned for a drink from the tender. "Oh, and take a bowl of water out to Fluffy. She must be thirsty."

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He looked to Meras. "Why not? It seemed like an appropriate name." He motioned for Meras to take a seat at his booth, along with Kryce. "Let's have a drink, on me. Payment for the help capturing Fluffy."

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He nudged the table away from him slightly, planting his feet firmly atop the table. He pulled his guitar from his back, resting it in his lap. He brushed the cords idly, pondering if a lie would be better suited for the occasion than the true. What's the worst that could happen? Not like he'd be stealing anymore souls today.

"Well, I was collecting some souls." He spoke of it as if it was a casual endeavor.

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He looked upon the confrontation, scooting ever closer to the woman. He leaned his head towards her, strumming his guitar all the while. "Well, I owe someone some souls. Tradin' a bunch of em for mine. Pretty good deal, aye'?

I'm only takin a bit off the top anyways, about the same amount that people lose when they have premarital sex, or take part in any other type of sin"

He looked towards Kryce.

"Care to make a donation?" He winked. He wasnt planning on using his guitar for this one.