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Judas Bautista

He is Eros and he's Apollo

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

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Girls, with a boy like that it's serious. <3
Senoritas, don't follow him.
Soon he will eat your hearts like cereals.
Sweet Lolitas, don't go, you're still young~

Listen to the song here

Judas is a male escort, and all that might entail-

Judas is a bit of a slut, to put it nicely.

He takes the form of whatever his partner would like, and so he's been known to appear female, or werewolfish, or anything somebody is into.
His current static form is the picture above, taking on the appearance of what his roommate prefers; beards and tattoos. Excellent choice.

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Personality

Judas is, surprisingly, very polite and kind to others, though he can be a tad immature at times. If there's room for an inappropriate joke in conversation, you bet he'll be the one to take advantage of it. He's a tad self-absorbed, but it comes with the territory of being so damn pretty.

I mean. Seriously, guys.

As for relationships, Judas loves to make friends because he likes to talk. And talk. And talk. He's a hopeless romantic with the heart of a performer, but at the same time, he isn't looking for anything serious. He's a bit of a man-eater.

History

Judas is an Id without an Ego to keep him down.
He is the libido and dreams of a dead dead man.

So begins...

Judas Bautista's Story

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Judas strolled into the bar at a leisurely pace, removing his sunglasses once he was safely inside. One of his hands was wrapped up in bandages from a rather embarrassing failure of knife skills in the kitchen, where he’d ended up nearly cutting his knuckles off. Fortuantely, it was a superficial injury, and it wouldn’t hinder his performance in any way. He used his other hand to make his order though, a spiked Tom Collins. You could barely taste the alcohol, and it was a good lunchtime sort of drink. He didn’t trust the food here though....not even a simple sandwich.
Most people thought him crazy for even bothering with Gambits, and they looked at him like he had a death wish when he mentioned it.
I’m sure it’s not all that bad. Just bad publicity.

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Judas’ Tom Collins came with time to spare and he took a testing sip. Ah...just the way he liked it. The alcohol was there in a bitter kick, but for the most part, the sweetness of the rest of the drink won out. He would have been suspicious of the twins’ approach but Judas was...naiive at best. He didn’t believe that people would start shit without a legitimate reason, and he had nothing they wanted, he was sure of it. Judas didn’t carry any more money than necessary around with him.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” he responded in kind. “Is there something I can do for you?”

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“Oh, you’re too kind.” Judas grinned, looking between the two before gesturing to the empty seats surrounding him. “You’re more than welcome to sit. It’s always good to meet new people, I agree. And to who do I owe the pleasure? He sipped at his Tom Collins as they mentioned him being new to Gambits. “Ah, I’m not quite new, I’ve been here maybe twice before...once on a dare, and once because the booze here is surpsingly top-notch. I hear people end up getting killed here a lot...but all I’ve seen are supernatural couples being gross and the occasional asocial vampire...”

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Judas bid a proper adieu to his current company before returning to the bar, removing his own tablet from the bag he’d carried in with him and scoping through the internet, likely checking his tumblr obsessively like he had a tendency to do. He’d uploaded a few pictures somebody took of last weeks competition, and well, if they didn’t have at least 300 notes by now, he would have been a failure. Ah...700! Even better. With a grin he sipped his drink before the sound of heels clicking on the concrete caught his attention.
He turned around to watch Kaara hobble around. It was easy to tell she was trying to sashay and sway in the way she focused on one foot in front of the other, but there needed to be more hip. More unf. Close, but no cigar. He turned away before she would notice he was staring mostly at her hips, returning to his tablet, scrolling down the blue and white dashboard page.

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Not so different from what Judas was doing as he clicked about the various social networking sites, ignoring his friends’ latest uploaded video of their cat. (Seriously. It’s a cat. Chill.) before setting the tablet down and finishing his drink, debating whether he should hazard ordering a sandwich around here or not. He didn’t trust the system to not slip some form of meat he would not prefer to eat into the sandwich. He heard the place served up human, and that alone should have kept him away. Not that he didn’t try it once....it just wasn’t his favorite.
But surely they couldn’t fuck up a tuna croissant sandwich, right? “Right.” he replied to himself as he tapped through the menu, adding a ‘please don’t put human in this’ in the added comments section. Just in case.
Then he glanced back at Kaara, “Slow day in here, isn’t it?”
As for the heels...he KNEW he could work it better. Across a glittery stage floor in 8inch platform heels? Of course he could.

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Judas’ sandwich did not turn out as abysmal as he had thought it would be, and this pleased him as she set his tablet aside and focused on the sandwich before him. Tuna glazed with honey and soysauce, lettuce, and melted Havarti cheese on ciabatta bread. Delicious, and probably not the best thing you could eat, but like hell was he going to trust the staff at Gambits to know what a good salad was. He munched happily on his food, glancing around the bar at the newcomers. Still nothing dangerous had shown up.
He was starting to think that the stories surrounding Gambits were just myths...

He noticed Lena’s troubled look, and he had to refrain from nosing into her business. That’s how you get yourself into trouble, Judas. You stick your nose in where it don’t belong. Looking her over though, Judas decided he probably wouldn’t mind sticking his nose into other parts of her. She was beautiful. This sandwich was beautiful too. He’d compliment the chef if it weren’t a robot. Robots don’t count.

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And Judas would laugh heartily if he knew that’s what she was thinking. He was good at running away from fights, but he’d be absolutely clueless if given any sort of weapon. He definitely wasn’t wearing clothing that could conceal a weapon, unless people thought he had a pistol holstered in his jeans. Trust me, darlin’ that ain’t a pistol.
Though with some training...he’d make a fantastic, if not literal, ladykiller.

To speak or not to speak? Judas’ internal struggle continued as he chewed at his sandwich, his eyes elsewhere, as if he’d lost interest completely. But that was far from the truth as he entertained her image staring behind the counter, his memory for her picture perfect. What the hell have you got to lose?
“Something troubling you, miss?” He asked at length. He had no idea what she was packing heat, but his words were carefully measured so he didn’t start something entirely unpleasant. “That down look doesn’t suit you at all.”

Besides, Lena should have known that if anybody tried to come after her, they’d have to get through a very large, very angry and VERY drunk naga to do so.

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“I’ve got a gift for sensing these things. Hyper-empathy or something like that.” Judas smiled at her, pushing the last bit of his sandwich aside as he opted for conversation. Just as she wasn’t certain that death was upon her, Judas felt the same way, eyes now freely searching for anything on Lena that could become dangerous should he pick his words unwisely. His cat-like eyes were however, not as trained as hers in noticing these types of things, and so he settled on the fact that they were merely making polite conversation.
“And I hate to see women upset. Can I buy you another drink maybe? I don’t have to be at work for another few hours.”

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Judas chuckled. Here comes the part of the conversation that always started awkwardly, but always ended up better than expected. What sense was there to lie? He had nothing to hide. He wasn’t running for office, where something like his profession would be dug up and frowned upon. He was Judas Bautista, he was a performer. And he was fucking perfect. “Ah, well this is where it gets interesting. Anyway, introductions. I’m Judas Bautista.” ...Even his name signified betrayal and contradiction. And yet it rolled off his silver tongue like droplets of perfume. Intoxicating. “And I’m...well....I’m a dancer, love....a poledancer....”
He let that hang in the air for a few minutes. “I work at a club in Midtown, but it’s really a swanky place, not as seedy as you’d expect.”
He took a bite of his sandwich. Ah, the Agency must’ve REALLY been pressed for a story at this point. The ordered ale came, and Judas grinned. “You’re a brave woman. I couldn’t handle Dwarven shit, I’d be on the floor after two sips. Just too strong for my liking. I guess I’m just meant to be drinking appletinis forever.”

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For her maybe-killer, he certainly seemed innocuous as he kept his grin up. “Well, Miss Lena,” he replied. “I’d love to see you there sometime. You won’t feel awkward or anything. It’s clean, it’s classy. And yes it’s a bit gay but we have our fair share of women too.” He rifled through his wallet before producing a business card of all things.
Judas Bautista, Performer
The Orchid Lounge
3113 S. Elder St.
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judas@orchidlounge.com


Bitch had a business card. A business fuckin’ card. Either he was for real, or Jeanine spared no expense in making sure his backstory flew off without a hitch. The drink arrived, the barbot almost setting it before Judas before he shook his head and gestured to Lena. “It’s hers.”
Well that was suspicious...

“I do...er...private parties too, that’s my cell-number there.” He nodded. “I’ve been told I should become an instructor, but I don’t think I’m ready to handle a bunch of uncoordinated shmucks yet. Oh. That was mean.” He shook his head. “I mean, I don’t think I have the educational experience required.”
Nice recovery. Oh and with a Colgate smile to boot? Was this boy for real?

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“One sip. I like to be sober at work.” He replied before taking the glass delicately and giving it a precusorary sniff before taking a moderate swig, smacking his lips. “Ah...oh there’s the burn.” He coughed a little and hastily ordered a water. Not poison...he was just a pansy. Really if Lena wanted somebody to test drinks for her, Templewick was but a phonecall away. And not even the strongest poison for Lena would do much more than make the snakeman dizzy. How much did it take to kill a 2 ton Burmese python anyway?”

“Oh, please come. It’d be fun. And then maybe we could go out for something to eat afterwards? Dancing makes me hungry.” Was that a date? Did her killer just ask her out? Smooth...real smooth. He seemed genuine, if not too good to be true. He drank his water before pushing the ale over to Lena.
“All yours, love.”

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Do you really? his eyes challenged back. It felt like he could stare right through her, see right into her soul, to what troubled her, her insecurities, her ambivalent attitude to her own death, her past and her future. Eyes like a cat, a superb predator. If these weren’t the eyes of Death, one would hope Death’s eyes were just as beautiful.

“Excellent. You won’t be disappointed. I’ll see if I can swing you some drink tickets as an ‘invited guest’.” He never finished his sandwich did he? He drank his water, curious to see how the woman handled the ale. He glanced at his watch. Ah...a little bit before he needed to get to work and get changed. “I take it you’re a familiar to this bar to know what’s on the menu. This is only my third time here. So let me ask you....are people killed often here? That’s what the rumor is. But I’ve seen NOTHING so far.

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Judas looked nervous as she went on about how ‘oh yes, people die here all the time’. He ran his fingers through his hair to steady himself before offering a faltering grin. “Well...then I must be very lucky then...” And then, just then he noticed the telltale sign of the gun holstered in the back of her jeans. The tables were turned, it seemed and now Judas was doubly wary. What if SHE was planning to kill him? Well, he wouldn’t give her that pleasure, of course. She was beautiful, but she wasn’t worth getting killed over. He paid up his tab quickly and nodded at Lena, covering his fears up with his charming smile.
“I should get going, don’t want to be late for work.” He left the business card behind. Maybe she wouldn’t kill him, and he’d been serious when he wanted to grab something to eat with her.
He of course fretted over leaving his phone number to who might have been a femme fatale...

But the police were getting better at hunting them down, right?
...shit.
He offered his hand to her in any case, to be polite. “I hope I’ll see you at the club sometime, Miss Lena. If you show up and I’m not around, the bouncer can point you in the right direction.”
A nod of the head, a brief hesitance. Should he kiss her?
Well, if she was going to kill him, at least let him get a jab in. Playfully, in a European fashion. Judas leaned in and kissed Lena on both her cheeks, “mwah! Mwah!”
And then, he was almost out the door before she could recover. She could always follow, considering she WASN’T poisoned.

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Judas paused as she stood up to follow him. He raised an eyebrow at the woman, taken aback by her comments before he laughed. Don’t even start, Judas, you LIKE being alive, right? Oh but he couldn’t help himself. “Oh damn, you caught me.” He replied slowly, solemnly, a growl to his voice.
“II put roofies in your ale while you were staring at my card. Didn’t even notice...You should be feeling sleepy inn a few minutes....” He was a performer, and an actor...but he couldn’t keep it up for too long. He serious-faced for a few seconds before he cracked up, just in time to keep her from pulling that gun out on him.

“I’m kidding. Really, you think I’m just some random serial killer that goes around poisoning women in bars? I’m sick, but I’m not THAT sick. I didn’t realize I came off that creepy...and for that, I apologize. And if you start to feel a headache or any pain, it’s probably just because you put down a flagon of Dwarf ale in less than ten minutes. You’re a crazy lady, Miss Lena. I like it.”
He pat her on the shoulder.
“But I really must be going. My boss will yell at me if I’m late.”
He re-shouldered his bag and turned for the door again.

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Judas wiped the sweat from his brow as he glanced around the busy city centre, popping open a bottle and taking a draft of the cool, refreshing water. The unmelted ice clanked noisily against the side of the Nalgene as he sat himself down on an outdoor bench beneath a tree. His morning jog had gone off without a hitch, starting from his apartment on the east side of the town and making his way towards the very center, right up Main Street. He did this every other day or so, just to keep himself fit.
He’d go into the club while it was closed during the day to practice, of course. But right now one thing was on his mind...finding something to eat, and maybe somebody new to harass talk to.

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Judas rifled through his wallet to find some cash to pick up something quick for lunch before he would head into practice. Another competition in 3 weeks, a new routine to choreograph and learn...it was going to be a grueling few weeks, he could already tell that. He glanced up at the presumably high-pitch squeal of a Japanese girl, running his fingers through his wavy hair and tousling it to get the bit of sweat out. It was a scorcher today, but at least it was sunny. He’d had enough of gloomy weather.

Clad in a pair of running shorts and a white wifebeater, Judas’ slimly toned arms and legs were free for the ogling, His cat-like eyes searched the plaza and found the source of the Japanese babble was...a catgirl? Well, don’t act so surprised boy, this IS Wing City. Be happy she’s not a succubus.

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The tall buildings surrounding the plaza cast shadows that provided relief from the afternoon sun, and this is where Judas could be found, casually enjoying a mangopineapple Italian ice as he sat at a table with an umbrella, watching people as they hustled from work. Ah, that was one of the nice things about working evening shifts...you avoided the traffic entirely. Not that he had to worry about traffic either...The Orchid Lounge was a mere 4 blocks or so from his apartment.

With a sigh of release, he popped the spoon in his mouth, savoring the exotic flavor. There’s no shame in Italian ice, there’s not any fat...though probably too much sugar. Real fruit juice? Yeah right.

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Judas paused, spoon halfway to his mouth, as he lifted an eyebrow at the brothers. He somehow doubted his coming across him in a totally different part of an endless city was mere coincidence. Am I being followed?
First that Lena chick thinks he’s trying to murder her, and now he’s being stalked by the goddamn Olsen twins. It was his lucky week.

“Hello...” he replied warily. He did catch the glint of a camera lens way off in the distance. He was good at finding even the most hidden of cameras. He attributed it to a kind of secondary sense, the same one that allowed him to pick up whether a person was hiding their feelings or not. It was hard to remain a closed book around Judas, and that wasn’t looked upon highly in a place full of secrets like Wing City.
“Can I help you? Again?”

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“An introduction is only fair. I am Judas Bautista. It’s nice to know the names of my fans,” he joked. Two meetings on sheer chance do not a fan club make. But Judas did fancy himself a very important person when it came right down to it. He took another spoonful of his ice, watching Edmund text and recalling that his tablet was in the apartment charging. Not that he could get service out here, piece of shit.
“Wait, twins...Montesquieu. Those Montesquieu brothers?!” Of course Judas read the tabloids. How else would he be able to shoot the shit with his lady clients? Bitches love to gossip, and so Judas had to keep up on the latest juice...he made good tips that way....and THEN some~

“Well, then I’m flattered that you two would want anything to do with little ol’ me.”

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“Eh, keepin’ up with the squalor pays handsomely when you’re in my business,” Judas grinned, sticking his spoon in the half-melted ice. “Though I am curious what you want with me, nobody is friendly just to be friendly around this town. They all want something.” And he didn’t exclude himself from this lot. If he was scoping a girl or a fella out, you better believe he was planning on nailing them sometime later.

“New law about rocket fuel? Why should that be a problem? You guys building a personal rocket for joyrides?” He laughed and looked between the brothers again. Their fine clothes, their airs that just screamed ‘we’re filthy stinkin’ rich’. And while Judas wasn’t that bad off as far as personal wealth...he still had to work, and he still felt horribly horribly plain around the two.