A work in progress!
NAME: ANOTINE DEWIN
AGE: 38
GENDER: CONCEALED
OCCUPATION:
HEIGHT:
WEIGHT:
LOOK: Young, determined face. Shabby suit.
RESOURCES: Well armed with weird gadgetry.
OOC: I would like to maybe flesh this out IC? I want to see where organic play takes their history and personality!
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Antoine Dewin
God shits in my dinner once again...
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Gambit's Bar
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by cosmic.possum
Description
So begins...
Antoine Dewin's Story
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It was the emptiest he had ever seen the place. Warren ordered a gin & tonic. He was about to take his first sip when his mouth pursed in mild frustration. After a minute his face relaxed and the man enjoyed his drink.
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Curious... I've never seen it so...
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Empty. I wonder...
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Warren Aulare watched as the Void Dust sifted through his gloved fingers. A small bit of it was left on his palm, which Warren folded into an Ace of Spades procured from somewhere. The card disappeared when again he turned his hand over.
Rain began to fall within the city as a young man being accompanied by two sleek white droids walked into Gambit's Bar. The young fellow began to wipe off a bit of the dampness from his coat only to snap his fingers causing the moisture to suddenly retreat from his clothes and vanish into nothingness. The pitter-patter of the rain outside was almost hypnotic but it did not lull the patrons to blissfull booze-filled slumber but instead only added to the rather perplexing room as there was dust everywhere and it seemed colder inside the establishment than outside in the rain.
"Take my coat and accompany me over to that table."
Douglas muttered as he began to remove his coat and hand it off to one of the droids. The young man walked with an umbrella as if he was using a cane while his two cohorts quickly followed. Kicking up a bit of the dust in their path The Gentleman began to look at the dust a bit more carefully and felt a sudden need to pick at the substance but decided he'd wait until he was seated and served. His two guards simply stood by the table and awaited further orders whilst their owner began to look through the list of drinks available for consumption.
"Take my coat and accompany me over to that table."
Douglas muttered as he began to remove his coat and hand it off to one of the droids. The young man walked with an umbrella as if he was using a cane while his two cohorts quickly followed. Kicking up a bit of the dust in their path The Gentleman began to look at the dust a bit more carefully and felt a sudden need to pick at the substance but decided he'd wait until he was seated and served. His two guards simply stood by the table and awaited further orders whilst their owner began to look through the list of drinks available for consumption.
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Clever trick.
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Warren Aulare dropped the phone into the glass before him. It sizzled for a moment before it was completely fried. He fished it out and gave it a little shake. A tip was left on the table as he gently drew himself to his feet and left the bar.
“
hm...
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Charles Lorian sits down, noticing the few other people that are here. He sits with his hood up, and pulls a small item from his pocket, and begins to toy with it.
The Rocketeer walks in, and sits down, ordering nothing. The eyesockets on his mask are filled with a gray light, not exactly glowing but definitely a presence of light.
Ultimate Nightcrawler landed in a pile on the floor, vomited by whatever bizarre plane from which he had just come.
Gathering himself to his feet, he took a look around his old friend's bar, and wondered where the crowd had gone.
Gathering himself to his feet, he took a look around his old friend's bar, and wondered where the crowd had gone.
he shouted, unaware of the other patrons.Ehhhh?! Where the hell is everyone?
/me had been leaning against a back wall, an oversized reflective rectangle. A crack ran diagonally across its face.
The Liarror reflected the twinkling lights of the dive bar, and the void of the dust scattered across the ground.
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The door swung open and a woman cloaked with a black hood entered. She sat down in a booth seat.
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