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located in Mortem Pub and Inn, a part of Asheville, one of the many universes on RPG.

Mortem Pub and Inn

Nightmare Fuel


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Character Portrait: Checker Character Portrait: Carlyl Character Portrait: Mr. Smith Character Portrait: Peter Rosevault
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Checker rolled his eyes at the boasting going on next to him. Everyone knew Killers had their own tastes, and sometimes said tastes could only be provided by, say, a fetus. No point in boasting about it. They sounded like bloody five year olds, bragging about how bad they were. He clenched his teeth without changing his stoic expression and watched Rosevault make his drink.
When Mr. Smith mentioned “trouble showing up”, however, he perked up. He felt good enough for a fight, although he knew from experience that trouble didn’t necessarily always take form in the shape of a fight. He chuckled, remembering a certain Killer he once knew, and wondered how she was holding up. His hand instinctively moved to his shoulder, and he gave a small smile when he felt the 3-inch scar there. He closed his eyes and smiled. Their last encounter had been brief, painful, and pleasurable. Red, red everywhere….red….Red. Red Rain.
His eyes snapped open and his smile vanished. Could Red Rain be the trouble Mr. Smith was talking about? It would make sense. His mouth twisted into a smirk. He would do exactly what he did to him last time, and this time, he wouldn’t sustain any injuries, and make good ol’ RR’s even more painful...if that is, Red Rain is what Mr. Smith was talking about. And even then, Checker wondered if Red Rain would have the guts to show up at a Killer’s Only bar.