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Professor Black Jack

I am the doctor of death.

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

Description

Image (A suit like this, but without the shoulder parts)
Height: 6'
Build: Athletic but slim
Age: 27
Orientation: Strait
Hair color/style: Brown/short and functional
Eyes: Brown
Major features: Slashes across the back, and other minor injuries from his years of fighting. Mostly healed, but noticeable.
Real name: Jack Casper
A black spade is burned into his right hand. When not in his suit, he covers it with a brown glove that cuts off at the knuckles. The spade lacks the typical stand at the bottom like most poker cards would portray, so it could be compared to a black, upside down heart. He has elfish/avian features (thus making him rather good-looking). When not in his suit he typically wears a brown long coat that easily reaches the ground, allowing him to conceal a gun and knife. He is tall, and has a devilish smile.

Without his suit, he looks something like this: Image Although he is older. The tan is about the same though; because he spends most of his time in the suit/out of sunlight, he is rather pale.

Personality

When on the job, nothing can bother/distract him.
When off the job he just does whatever, hangs out with his robots, and is sometimes a bit of a ladies man.

Equipment

Image Chain-sword, although the blade (chain form) is longer.

Image He has several, which all have different abilities. Some are strong, some fast. Some shoot, some have swords. Who knows?

Image (Laser rifle, does not usually carry around)

Image (Dual pistols)

He can heal, thats pretty much it. The healer process, due to where he draws his power from, isn't very pleasant feeling, though.

Image (alternate suit, this was recently ruined and being repaired)

History

Jack doesn't like to talk about his past. Its a lot of shooting and killing, really. Hes run a fowl with many an enemy over the years. (turns out people don't like to get assassinated! Who would have thought?) One enemy he has (but he doesn't know it) is Sonya Macey.

So begins...

Professor Black Jack's Story

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Professor Black Jack entered the bar through the back door, frowning behind his visor. One of his companions, the robot with the claymore, accompanied him, while two entered through the main door hesitantly, and one descended the steps from the second floor. He couldn't say he liked the place; it smelt like piss-drunk apes and blood, but it was better then the harsh rain. Finding himself a booth, he looked around. New to this city, he hadn't the foggiest as to anyone's name.
One of Jack's robots, a shiny new replacement with a rifle, walked over to Aronius Sernathin. "Do you need help sir?" It asked in a very mechanical tone.

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Professor Black Jack 's robot's eye glowed slightly, then went back to normal. "Would you like me to call my master over? He is Alpha and Omega." The robot let its gun arm lay on its side, while the other opened up a storage bank in it's abdomen. Pulling out some methane, his master's healing being painful sometimes, it closed the storage again.

Jack, noticing his robot's actions, wondered what it was doing. Laying back in his seat, he watched.

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Professor Black Jack was beckoned forth by his robot. Followed by the other three, he walked over, desperate not to draw any attention. "What is the problem?" He asked in a deep voice, directing the question to the robot. But before the robot, that was going on and on about how it had a bigger intelligence then several super computers and thus was not stupid, could answer, he saw. "Sir, do you request some medical assistance?" He resisted the urge to face palm himself.

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Professor Black Jack One of Jack's robots turned to Leia. "Ma'am, how are you today?"

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Professor Black Jack frowned behind his visor, nearly destroying his robot. "You can help." He said to the woman. "Try and take out some of this glass," He handed over a pair of pliers, "so I can heal him. Doubt you'd much like skin to grow over that and glass stuck inside ya forever." As his robot continued to drone on, he gave an order. "Directory five five one. Shutdown, reboot. Login 3351." The robot fell over.

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Professor Black Jack put the pliers away. "Then your shit out of luck, sir. I don't know if my suit could take it. I could get you to a hospital if you could direct me to one." One of his robots kicked the robot that was laying down. He cleared his throat, ignoring them. "Or I could risk my fingers. I'll leave it up to you."

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Professor Black Jack turned to Leia The Dark. "Try and take out the glass. Gimme a second to get into the healing mood..." he mumbled to himself for a moment, raising both hands and extended his fingers, while his robots kicked the one that was disabled.

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Professor Black Jack 's robots attempted to pull glass out of the man. Adept as they were, it wasn't likely that they would make things worse. This wasn't a night at which they were malfunctioning. White wisps of energy started to snake between the man's fingers, encircling his hands, and filling the empty wounds to try and make them heal faster. [Fuck!] he thought, realizing that the man hadn't been administered morphine; Jack's form of healing magic was more painful then others.

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Professor Black Jack 's robots simply dropped the shards of bloody glass on the floor, strewn about in a big mess. "Here I am..." one of them droned on, "the brain a size of a very large planet, picking glass out of a human." It had a very depressed voice. "Meatbag... dirty ape... brain the size of a human's brain... bleeding out... while I help him... when I could be doing something real..."
If one looked closely enough, it would seem like the ends of the white wisps ended in evil smiley faces...

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Professor Black Jack 's magical wisps of healing energy darted in and out of the man's leg where the women pulled out the exceptionally large piece of glass. It would only add to the likely hood of someone screaming in pain... But healing was healing.
The robot droned on. "...and if I was used for something else... The intelligence of millions upon millions of toasters... dam meat bags..."

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Professor Black Jack doubled backwards, wisps gone, and landed in a chair, causing the legs to snap and for him to fall over in the chair. Exhausted, he could barely keep himself from passing out. "Fell... better..." The depressed robot and the two others mobbed around the one that was paralyzed on the floor and resumed kicking it.

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Professor Black Jack ordered one of his robots to go order him a beer, and told Leia The Dark that her help in him helping the man was helpful. "Not a problem sir..."

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Professor Black Jack received his beer from one of his robots and popped off the cap, retracting his visor and drinking from it slowly after ordering his one robot to get back up and resume duty. "Ahhh...." He sighed happily as he drank, wondering if he should order something stronger. [No... I can't get intoxicated. Enemy territory...] he thought to himself.

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Professor Black Jack waited for someone to do something as he finished his drink.

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Professor Black Jack 's robots drew their weapons and attacked the ShadowKhan. Jack didn't have enough energy to get into an elaborate sword fight, so he drew his laser pistols. "Dam ninjas!" he threw his beer bottle at one for comical relief.

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Professor Black Jack 's agreed, but the ShadowKhan imposed a -1 noob penalty because Jack spit in the beer bottle.

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Professor Black Jack justified his +3 for the 4 professional attack robots.

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Professor Black Jack realized that he just pissed all over the floor and ordered his robots to grab mops to clean up the mess.

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Professor Black Jack 's morbidly depressed assassin robot droned on and on again. "Here I am, brain the size of a planet, wiping piss off the floor of a bar... how lonely and pathetic..."

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Professor Black Jack decides to leave, hoping to get back to his apartment before long. Dam he was tired!

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Professor Black Jack entered the bar flanked by his robot companions. Looking around to see if he recognized any one, which was very unlikely. Not seeing someone, he proceeded over to a booth and continued to scan the crowd for no one imparticular.

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Professor Black Jack sighed, leaning back in his seat. His robots sat across the table from him in the booth, looking around for any threats. Jack, as bored as he was, pulled his chain sword out of it's sheath and pressed the stud on the side to extend the blade and put it in the chain form, then flicked it around without regard for anyone's safety.

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Professor Black Jack ordered one of his robots to go order him some food. "No lettuce, medium rare, alright?"

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Professor Black Jack entered the bar through the back door. One of his robots followed him, as three others entered through the front door. Scanning for anyone he knew, Jack moved over to a booth, where his drones followed him to and took their seats around him.