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Illys Ouroun

A villain.

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

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A well-built man, about 6'2, with shoulder-length strawberry blond hair, and strangely crimson eyes. He wears a large metal gauntlet, covered strange markings on his right hand. In addition, a simple .44 Magnum hangs in a holster around his waist, along with a few pouches containing bullets. He is usually dressed in toned down colours of black and dark blue/green, in order to be less visible.

He has a grim face, despite looking about in his mid-twenties.

Personality/History: You'll just have to find out, won't you?

So begins...

Illys Ouroun's Story

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Illys turned his scowl onto to Gin for a few seconds again. "I didn't like what happened t'first time. Y'won't either. Well...unless y'like fire. Lotta fire."

"'scuse me." He finished off his temporarily forgotten drink, and shrugged past the man towards the door.

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A man trailed a decent distance behind the woman and her train, taking note of the obvious swagger she carried, but giving it no note. With a grim smile, he quite pointedly took a seat near her table, but made no comment yet.

Metal clacked against wood as he tapped his fingers in thought. He spared a quick look-over the people in the bar, as was customary to many patrons, especially those who were warriors.

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"So ya gotta flaunt your metaphorical penis, right, lady?" Illys said to Maddox, from his table near hers. "If you're as great a soldier as y'claim, then there shouldn't be any need t'have bodyguards. Or at least, somethin less obvious. I mean, people can't kill ya if they don't know who y'are, right?"

He glanced over to her, trying for eye contact, but not expecting it very much.

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Illys smirked slightly. "That says somethin. So it's a cover-up, huh? Because if you're tryin t'look strong, then ya must be ridiculously strong...or ridiculously weak. If ya ain't bluffin, then it's probably goin t'be the former."

He also laughed, and stood up before making his way towards the bar counter. "I hear a lotta fights with those people get started right here, in this bar. Hope y'don't counteract what yer tryin ta do, if ya catch my meanin."

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Illys, from where he had been at the bar, snickered. "Ya obviously dunno how bars work, especially this one, girl. Fights r'the lifebread of Wing City, not t'mention Gambit's. Even yer friend admits that a fist fight is allowed. So don't go spoutin yer righteous bullshit."

"And there've been bigger gunfights without interference. Hell, I hear this is a disputed territory for armies, even, though I wouldn't know why. Ain't nothin important here."

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Illys rolled his eyes. "If you're tryin t'protect innocents, or whatever th'fuck ya said, then it's righteous bullshit."

The portals opened in the bar, and the man scowled. "T's up with all these people poppin up outta nowhere?"

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"Show-offs," Illys called out. He wasn't feeling very cheerful. "Ya come to a bar, at least have t'grace t'let a bartender serve ya. Fuckers. Also, there's a door for a reason."

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Illys restated his comment towards Brian. "Hey, fucker. Y'didn't hear me the first time? Y'come to a bar, at least have t'grace t'let the bartender serve ya, 'specially when there's live ones."

He shook his head. "Damn punks, always tryin t'show off."

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Illys Ouroun did that.

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Illys mulled over the words, but shook his head at Zekil. "Nah, y'don't understand. T's th'concept, y'know? Why create your drink from nothing when you're in a place that serves drinks? T's like bringin food from another place into a restaurant. Y'don't do it."

He laughed, then abruptly stopped to stare at Brian. "I love punks like ya who think you're hot shit cause ya can rip holes in the fabric onf the universe or whatever. Then I wonder who the fuck decided it was a good idea t'give kids like ya powers like that."

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"And what, pray tell, couldja do ta me? Obviously, yer father ain't doin a good job at parentin if lets a fuck like yerself run around unattended." He rolled his eyes. "Sorry, 'm I in yer 'personal space'? Can't ya just rip some portal or some shit? Use your all powerful skills t'make some space? Hell, make a whole world. I bet ya could do that. I also doubt ya appreciate anythin, the way y'are."

"In other words, I don't move fer spoiled brats." Illys then tapped his fingers calmly on the bar counter, whilst pointedly staying next to the boy.

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The whistling that came from the table spinning rang in Illys' ears, despite the clamor of the bar. He simply sidestepped while staying within the range of Brain. The table's trajectory would carry itself towards its controller, though a hit would be unlikely.

"Oooh, I'm sweatin in my glove. If that's ya askin nicely, I'd hate t'see mean." He snorted. "At least y'know t'use furniture, as the three-f's rules go. I'm more 'prised a dragon di'nt show up or somethin."

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"Ya're so scary," Illys commented. "I bet ya even have time t'give dramatic speeches when you're in a real fight, cause the other guy's too busy shittin his pants with fear. I know I am."

"Do ya power up too, and shoot blue beams from yer hands while yelling random foreign words?"

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"I'm annoyin? Ya ever considered becomin a comedian instead of a hotshot, kid? Don't quit yer day job. I'm just a guy who thinks there should at least be some 'spect in a bar, especially for th'people servin. I ain't the one comin in via some portal. Like I said. There's a door. I know it might be a foreign concept, but it's for enterin a place in a normal manner."

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Oh, did Illys get a good laugh from that one. "I'm not worth yer time, huh? That's rich. Thanks, kid. Come back when ya ain't bein a complete waste of space."

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"Different? Kid, I ain't pickin on you cause yer different. I'm pickin on you cause you're a disrespectful piece of shit, and I don't care if you're the fuckin Wizard of Oz. I ain't payin attention t'the man behind the curtain, just his actions. I keep sayin th' same things, but apparently there's too much ego in yer ears. Ya come in a bar, have the decency t'walk through the front door, and order a damn drink," Illys replied, unintimidated.

"Portals don't count as doors, and poppin yer whateverthefuck out of nowhere ain't orderin a drink."

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The hair bristled on the back of the man's neck, but he wasn't sure quite why. "Wow, dja take yer villain lessons from fuckin Dr. Evil? Now all y'need is the pinkie on the side of th'lip."

He shook his head, lamenting, "I try t'parent someone's kid for 'em by givin a lesson in manners, and look where it gets me. Some punk-ass cacklin like he's a witch from Macbeth. Oooh, I can help with that. 'Double, double, toil 'n trouble. Fire burn 'n cauldron bubble.'"

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Illys struggled madly as soon as something touched him. He slapped away arms, unafraid to punch them with an iron fist, quite literally. As he defended himself, he also attempted to move away from the origin of the hands. "And who the fuck are ya, Mini Me? Sorry, your ego ain't quite big enough t'be this kid. Also, y'don't make me laugh."

"I've seen hell. Dined with the 300 Spartans 'n all that. And hell ain't got no hands like yours."

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"I don't send somethin a rape whistle could take care of at someone. But if that didn't work, lemme speak a language you'll understand. A duuuuurrrr I'm fuckin amazing duurrrrrr bwwaaahhhh hurrr."

He batted away the hands, easily now, while looking at Fazzac. "Kid, ya chose ta rob a bar? Seriously? This ain't Ocean's 13. We're not a casino."

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"Watch where yer goin, lady. There's somethin called eyes that people like ta use. Maybe y'need glasses," he shot back.

He turned to glare at the woman. "Why dontcha sit down and have a drink, 'nstead'a findin somethin t'fight about?"

"Also, that sword? Y'tryin t'overcompensate fer somethin? I've seen emo teenagers with smaller and less elaborate blades. I think yer a bit deprived, lady."

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