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Shaunie Macadden

Dark hair good looking, just a young man living life. Travelling Terra and dealing drugs, oh you know. Nineteen and alive.

2.8284271247462 · 268 views · located in Solinus City Spaceport

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

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For the Luxlands

Description


  • 19 years of age.
  • Resident of Granpaix.
  • Involved with drug trafficking, specifically Hujibi and Elysium Trade
Cell Phone Files
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So begins...

Shaunie Macadden's Story

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Character Portrait: Lillea Character Portrait: Shaunie Macadden Character Portrait: Samuel, The Writer

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So this was Gambit's Bar? The young man thought as the door swung shut behind him. Smelled like infamy.

It wasn't like where he was from. It literally smelled nothing like anything he'd ever smelled before. He tried his best not to wrinkle his nose or look at his phone, opting to adjust his sandy hair instead. Nonchalant and stuff, despite all the unsettling creatures about.

They had warned him about Wing City, but he had to see it for himself. It was the hub of war right now on Terra, hot all over the media, and it was still one of the only places you could fudge and ID and get a drink at his age. So here goes.

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Pandora finished her order, then reached into her purse, pulling out a piece of bamboo to munch on as she waited, still humming as she leaned an arm on the bar counter. She looked at the tv, another talk show discussing the newscast takeover of a last night, or was it a couple nights ago...? Ah well, all she knew is it had her thinking of things... like moving out of Wing City. She liked the bar, yes... but she didn't like the danger that was growing. She was afraid to walk the streets at night! She had to go somewhere safer..

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Suddenly the front door of the bar swung open, and in stepped a male who appeared to be no older than 19. His hair was jet black, and somewhat curly. He wore a red high collared shirt, blue jeans, and black vans. He held a medium-sized notepad and a mechanical pencil.

Well, time to see what I can write about today. He thought to himself as he strolled over to an empty seat, pushing a chair out from under the table with his foot before sitting down.

Could use a drink. Sam started to scribble something onto the first line of the paper, and once he finished, a tall glass vanilla milkshake appeared on his table. A few more scribbles and it floated in the air in front of him, allowing him to slurp the vanilla-goodness from the straw without having to hold it.

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Character Portrait: Lillea Character Portrait: Pandora Panda Character Portrait: Shaunie Macadden Character Portrait: Samuel, The Writer

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Just like everyone had said, but he couldn't help but look sideways at the panda. They didn't even have pandas where he was from, except the one that was in the newspaper that one time that washed ashore...Dead.

At least it was high tech. He grabbed a seat closer to the corner of the counter where he could observe effectively. Ah look, that kid looks normal! Taking out his phone, he pretended to text, secretly watching through a video enabler on the device. Dressed snazzy, what's he-milkshake?

-BOOM
What sounded like an explosion outside shook the exterior wall of bar. He dropped his phone onto the table, it clattered. A Taiyou bombing?

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Pandora jolted out of her seat when she heard the explosion, more then the feel of the floor and wall shaking. The bamboo in her hands rolled away as she dropped it, moving to hide under a table. How scary! There was no second guessing, if her apartment was still in one piece when she got home, she was moving OUT!

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Sam quickly rose his head at the sound of the explosion, wondering what it was that caused it. That gave him an idea.. Moments after he finished writing, his table was filled with soldiers resembling those of the civil war. The tiny animations were just like real people down to every aspect, except that they didn't have free will.

They were slaves to Sam's imagination, and the pen he used to express it. Kind of sad really, he almost felt bad for the little things.

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Character Portrait: Lillea Character Portrait: Shaunie Macadden Character Portrait: Samuel, The Writer

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Alright, at least he wasn't the only one who hear-Whuuut?

Where did those mini soldiers come from? He stared without the guise of a phone, then caught himself and looked around. Boy, people were skiddish around here, but with good reason. There was a freakin' war going on outside.

Why did he come here again? Oh, right, to order b-

-BOOM
-eer. He was gripping the table, and hadn't even got to tapping his order on the display screen. This boom was thankfully not as ground shaking as the last, but it still startled the living crap out of him.

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Character Portrait: Lillea Character Portrait: Shaunie Macadden Character Portrait: Samuel, The Writer

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Explosions, war, the stench of burning livelihood. All these things were as familiar to Lillea as the clothes that scratched against her skin. She barely flinched at the thundering roar as she entered the bar, though she did stagger a bit at the aftershock, one hand bracing herself against the door's heavy frame. When it ended she continued walking as though nothing had happened, finding herself an empty seat close to a window.

She wasn't particularly threatening or imposing in comparison to some of the other characters that graced the premises. In fact, she was rather small, albeit lean and well-toned, and did not carry any visible weaponry. However, the scowl on her face and the distaste that burned in her impossibly dark blue eyes usually caused most patrons to give her a wide berth.

Ignoring the menu, she waved a waitress over to order herself a bottle of vodka and leaned back in her chair, fiddling absently with the dog tags that dangled from her neck.

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He was starting to get annoyed by the explosions going off outside the bar. He had only recently returned to Wing City, but it seemed that violence still gravitated to it for some reason. He thought about just writing out the opposing military factions out of existence, but that would be too big of a change at one time. Things like that had to be done subtly. Well, not really, but that's how he preferred to do things.

The miniature battle fought on his table soon went through another shift as a large behemoth of a creature erupted from the ground in-between the warring factions. The Confederate and Union soldiers, realizing that this new scenario was bigger than them both, decided to temporarily unite their army to bring down the beast.

Bullets soared and bodies flew, tossed aside by large sweeping blows by the monster's terrene hands.

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Ok. Could he order a beer now, without a blast going off outside?

Cautiously, slowly, he tapped in his order to the touch screen display. The chick who entered caught his eye. Picking up his phone, he activated the video display and watched her for a moment. Snap, one picture taken. Wow her eyes were blue.

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Noises coming from the table where the little armies were caught his attention again. A large monster had appeared, and they were fighting it. It was a mini war! A whole production right there on the table! He rest the phone down on the table to watch, the cute chick's image still glowing on the pane of technology.

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A man in a dirty trench coat smoking a cig enters the bar. All radios and tv in the vicinity cut to black and this sound plays from their speakers before returning to there normal broadcast. He walks easly over to the bar and orders a Nuka-Cola.

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The bottle arrived promptly, the waitress dropping it off in in front of Lillea before she hurriedly scuttled away. The girl snorted and reached for her drink. It wouldn't be the first time she'd scared someone off before saying a word. Not as though it bothered her though, she knew her general demeanor was intimidating, her aura a dark, bloody red. Or, so the aura reader had told her that one time. She didn't really believe in such nonsense.

A good amount of the liquor poured down her throat before she set down the bottle, fingers dancing over the scars that gleamed up and down her bare arms. It was an anxious habit, one that she wished didn't exist. She hated it when she was transparent.

A little flicker of movement caught her eye, though by the time she looked, the boy responsible had returned to whatever it was he'd been doing. He hadn't taken a picture had he?

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Sam had finished his milkshake by now, and instead of ordering one like a normal individual, he took advantage of his power once more. The glass quickly refilled itself, prompting him to take a few more pulls of it with the straw.

The soldiers didn't seem to be doing so well against the monster he had created, so he decided to give them a little upgrade. The low grade rifles with bayonets were upgraded to fully automatic ar-15s, and the occasional RPG.

That should even the playing field. He thought to himself. Seemed like the bar was filling up again, perhaps he could use his powers to entertain his fellow patrons.

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The stranger looks over at the large monster reeking havoc in the bar and sighs. He then turned back to the counter and drops a few bottle caps when asked for payment and takes a swig from his soda.

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Oh wow.

He completely forgot about the phone, completely captivated by the mini war. The soldiers were losing to the monster, many were dead. They were all going to die, oh the humanity! He leaned forward, watching, practically on the edge of his seat.

Awesome,
It slipped from under his tongue as the troops got an upgrade. Flashes appeared as they started piping their weapons at the monster. It was war, war!

He grabbed his phone, momentarily staring at it as he had forgotten the image of the woman was still there. After shooting her another glance, still with a smile leftover from witnessing war, he activated the camera. Snap, snap!

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If he had, there was no more evidence of it, and no need to think about it. Still, her mind whirled like an angry hive of hornets. Could he be one of them? Could he be looking for her? Even after all this time it was still possible that the warrants were still out, the rewards still being whispered. Strangely enough, the thought brought a tiny smile flickering to the corner of her mouth. It was almost flattering to be considered such a commodity.

For now though, she was content to watch the patrons filter in and the tiny war taking place by tabletop. The wonders of Gambit's never ceased to surprise her.

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The cell phone illuminated, displaying a purple bird. Frowning, he swiped it with his thumb. He hadn't given many people this number, and expected even less to actually contact him. Who could need what, now? The bird flew away and revealed a text.

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Prumont dead. Wenters MIA. Flight 335b.


Ah shit. That, that was not good. He gulped his beer. That was the opposite of good. He put the phone down, and looked around. He didn't say anyone's name.

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Alright, what the hell was that? That shit didn't happen back home. That glinda smoke bubble turning into creepy coffin crap? No. Never. This place was exactly as strange as everyone back home had said, and he ... kinda liked it.
Finishing his beer in one hand, he snapped a couple pictures with the other. One was blurry, the other didn't get the full view, but whatever. Evidence enough.

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And then, faster than he could process, there flew the door, and was...sliced? In half? By the cat with the sword? This was getting very bizarre. He ordered another beer.

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Shaunie Macadden finished his beer, pocketed his cell, and left the bar. He had much to contemplate.

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Today seemed a bit more normal, aside from the strange, speckled animal that was in the crashed china. What was that creature? He had never seen one before.

Taking a seat at the bar a couple away from the other guy, he took out his mobile and thumbed it on. There was half a reply sitting there.

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Shaunie finally bothered paying attention to something other than his text message conversation, mostly because the bar had a new patron. Who came in by blasting the seemingly door off. Thankfully, he managed to not drop his phone in his reactionary flail.

How did he even? His cool guy demeanor had not been so lucky to be clenched in his hand, leaving him looking remarkable uncool as a female walked in. Through the door. That...Had...Just...Flown...Nearly off of it's hinges and thankfully survived the blast.

He looked back to his phone.


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The young man snapped a quick picture of the interior of Gambit's with his cell phone. There was a guy with wings, a young woman, another lady with-horns?

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He pocketed the cell phone, just as it binged with a text message. Sighing, he pulled it back out, and stared at the text.

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Shaunie looked up, mildly alarmed, but cooly slipped the phone back into his pocket.

I've never seen wings before,
He said honestly, looking around to all the others who had arrived. He wanted to take more pictures, but not with this guy all up in his shit.
At least, not on a man.