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Simone Guavella
A down on his luck artist with an abundance of talent.
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The Riverbank
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Eastep
Description
A lithe latino man, with an athletic build and dark hair. Usually spotted wearing loosely fitting clothes in an array of earthy colors.
So begins...
Simone Guavella's Story
Simone Guavella pretended he understood what the thing was saying, but didn't. He looked to the woman, his pulse jumping as she seemingly appeared from nowhere. Once again, he was reminded of how insignifigant he was in the Multiverse. "Easily the oddest place I've ever spent time conversing in." Simone stood up straight now, fixing a stray strand of hair. He grinned at the new lady as well, flipping the sketchpad closed. Playing it cool worked best for him in the past, and he hoped it would work out well here too.
Simone Guavella smiled at the dark woman, proud that his artwork was enjoyed. Then he followed her hand to the metal of her sidearm. He felt uneasy now, not sure whether he should stay here, or head back inside to Gambits. After I.D.E.A. gushed forth with technobabble he didn't quite understand, he was almost set on leaving.
Simone Guavella somehow, did find the robot to be the type. Once again, he felt warmed by her words, but didn't exactly calm down. Guns and superpowered beings made him nervous, as he had no protection from anything on his own. To ease his tension, he laughed halfheartedly, taking up a similiar stance to I.D.E.A. against the wall. However, he ended up stumbling over a piece of a bag, and looking like an idiot as he righted himself.
Simone Guavella decided to just lean against the wall, not moving, not doing anything. The pad seemed to flip itself open as he instinctively sketching I.D.E.A. before looking to Muneera. "I'm Simone. Simone Guavella." He didn't bother to offer a hand, just smiling instead. He felt the robot program thing's eyes fall on him, and he glanced back at it, smiling weakly. "Do you have a name?"
Simone Guavella didn't feel very relieved as the woman left, feeling as if she was an ally. "Idea huh?" Simone smiled and looked the thing up and down. At it's question, he glanced down at the sketch pad, grinning to himself. "Yeah, I'm an artist, and you're a... a anti-virus program? Or what?" Simone wasn't really sure with this thing, it defied what he knew about the multiverse.
Simone Guavella listened intently to Idea, not quite sure what the Grid was. He gave up trying to understand, and just nodded as if he understood. "Would you like me to finish your sketch?" He asked, before catching sight of the wolf. At first, he tensed up as he saw the predator in it's eyes, but he loosened up, realizing that this was the Multiverse, where animals talk and Poke'mon battle in bars.
"Are you alright?" Simone shouted over Idea's shoulder, looking around it to the wolf.
"Are you alright?" Simone shouted over Idea's shoulder, looking around it to the wolf.
The setting changes from Dead End to Gambit's Bar
Simone Guavella entered through the back door, from the back alleys, brushing snow off himself. "It's a little too nippy for my likes." Simone mumbled, scanning the bar for anyone he recognized. Not seeing anyone, he took the nearest seat, rubbing his hands together to restore some of their warmth.
Simone Guavella made his way into the bar as eh found himself doing so often, his pad tucked under his arm, unused, and a dull expression on his face. Everything was feeling monotone as of late, and he needed a weird creature from some remote section of the multiverse to cheer him up with their oddness. Simone always got a kick out of using weird things of the multiverse as models.
Simone took up his normal seat by the bar, wondering if he'd see anyone he knew.
Simone took up his normal seat by the bar, wondering if he'd see anyone he knew.
Simone Guavella sighed, gazing at the blank page on his pad. He had a compulsion to draw Ave, but decided against it. Turning to call for a drink, his elbow rested in a shimmering paint. Glancing down at the mess, he shook his arm in an effort to get the paint off, but stopped at the sight of the paintbrush.
"Who left this here?" He asked, picking up the Paintbrush gingerly.
"Who left this here?" He asked, picking up the Paintbrush gingerly.
Simone Guavella held the paintbrush away from his body, his mouth agape as the paint flowed from the brush. "What the hell?" He muttered, not sure what to do. He reached for a glass, still half full of scotch, and held the dribbling paintbrush over it. "This thing's probably cursed... and that means I'm probably cursed..."
Simone Guavella glanced over his shoulder at the commotion happening behind him between Celedia and Anthony. He wished he could help, but was promptly brought back to his paintbrush incident. tHe cup wasn't working, and now he was splattered with paint and standing in a growing puddle. He shrugged his shoulder and sighed deeply. "Looks like fate is just telling me to shut up and take it..." Simone gave a half chuckle, lifting the paintbrush so that the falling paint splattered him. "There! I'm soaked in paint! Are you all done now?"
Simone Guavella stared at the figure with awe and suddenly the paintbrush was trying to free itself from his grasp. He let go of it, stepping away from the figure. "Who... who are you?" He asked, trying to compose himself.
Simone Guavella blinked, not sure of how to respond. "I'm... I'm Simone. I'm not really master of anything, but I paint and draw." He smiled awkwardly, feeling horribly underdressed.
Simone Guavella grew silent as he thought of whatever task he wanted to accomplish. "Uh, I can't really think of anything... and you mean that I get help one time, while I can see you?"
Simone had a few ideas on what it was he wanted to do, but he couldn't really think of anything amazing he could do, or get help with, right now.
Simone had a few ideas on what it was he wanted to do, but he couldn't really think of anything amazing he could do, or get help with, right now.
Simone Guavella furrowed his brow in thought, trying to think of something he could do. "Well, could you help me... paint a masterpiece? Or... well, I dunno." He sighed heavily, wishing he weren't human.
Simone Guavella opened his mouth to speak, before stopping. "Wait, am I cursed or something? If I am, I might change my answer." Simone leaned forward, watching the paint thing carefully.
Simone Guavella took the paintbrush back gingerly, brandishing it before him. "So, with this, I'll paint far better?" He was double checking, so as to not be tricked. He had heard stories about apparitions stealing souls with tricks like these. He quite preferred to keep his soul.
Simone Guavella had only one other question. "Er... how long do I get to keep it?" He asked, smiling sheepishly.This thing seemed like an utter miracle. With this, he might actually get a few of his paintings recognized.
Simone Guavella glanced over his shoulder at the thing that had just crashed in through the door. His attention turned back to the regal inkblob, who was saying something about selling the paintbrush. "I get to keep it for as long as I want?" He couldn't even think of selling this thing. He already oozed an eagerness to paint, but he just had to ask one or two things more.