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Skulduggery Pleasant
A wise-cracking skeleton detective with impeccible taste in clothing and a dangerous arsenal of elemental magic. He's probably your hero.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by ViceVersus
Description
So begins...
Skulduggery Pleasant's Story
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Skulduggery Pleasant strolled into the bar, her phone in hand again. She looked up and saw Doryn, and gave a small little wave.
“
ooc Dreamy!
”
“
Woah
”
“
..
”
Skulduggery Pleasant stepped into the bar, already unwinding his scarf. He tilted his head slightly as he took in the damage to the walls and ceiling. If the skeleton had eyebrows, they would have been raised.
"Well that doesn't seem overly helpful .. " The detective murmured, coming up to sit at the counter.
"Well that doesn't seem overly helpful .. " The detective murmured, coming up to sit at the counter.
Skulduggery Pleasant Holes in a roof! How practical was that? Skulduggery knew Gambit to be a practical man, not often given to such logical flops. Holes in a roof made about as much sense as screen doors on a submarine.
Or sunglasses for a skeleton.
Skulduggery removed the glasses, folded them delicately, and tucked them away into the front pocket of his pin-striped suit. This left the skeleton detective with a bare, bleached head that seemed to catch the light in an odd way.
As though he wasn't conscious of his odd look, Skulduggery drummed bony fingers on the countertop. He appeared to be waiting for someone.
Or sunglasses for a skeleton.
Skulduggery removed the glasses, folded them delicately, and tucked them away into the front pocket of his pin-striped suit. This left the skeleton detective with a bare, bleached head that seemed to catch the light in an odd way.
As though he wasn't conscious of his odd look, Skulduggery drummed bony fingers on the countertop. He appeared to be waiting for someone.
Skulduggery Pleasant It became clear that something rather large and rather dangerous had happened here. Skulduggery flicked his gaze around the bar. He ought to ask around, get some information. He was, after all, a detective.
To complete that detective look, Skulduggery pulled a cigar from his pocket. He snapped his fingers together, and a flame sprang to life. It was a neat trick that no one around him seemed to notice -- the skeleton visibly deflated.
"Harrumph." He said to himself, and lit the cigar, brought it to his jaw and took a puff. "Nothing impresses the kids anymore."
To complete that detective look, Skulduggery pulled a cigar from his pocket. He snapped his fingers together, and a flame sprang to life. It was a neat trick that no one around him seemed to notice -- the skeleton visibly deflated.
"Harrumph." He said to himself, and lit the cigar, brought it to his jaw and took a puff. "Nothing impresses the kids anymore."
Skulduggery Pleasant Smoking was something Skulduggery would never have done if he were alive. As he was dead, however (very dead, as the case were) he saw no harm in it. After all, there were no lungs to worry about.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
Skulduggery Pleasant lowered the cigar from his jaw, and bobbed his head at Derek. "You are, of course, laughing with joy at the supreme pleasure of seeing a skeleton smoke a cigar."
“
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Skulduggery Pleasant stepped into the bar, already unwinding his scarf. The skeleton detective looked up and around, observing the gaping holes in the roof.
"Well. That's not entirely helpful .. "
Holes in a roof! How practical was that? Skulduggery knew Gambit to be a practical man, not often given to such logical flops. Holes in a roof made about as much sense as screen doors on a submarine.
Or sunglasses for a skeleton.
Skulduggery removed the glasses, folded them delicately, and tucked them away into the front pocket of his pin-striped suit. This left the skeleton detective with a bare, bleached head that seemed to catch the light in an odd way.
As though he wasn't conscious of his odd look, Skulduggery drummed bony fingers on the countertop. He appeared to be waiting for someone.
"Well. That's not entirely helpful .. "
Holes in a roof! How practical was that? Skulduggery knew Gambit to be a practical man, not often given to such logical flops. Holes in a roof made about as much sense as screen doors on a submarine.
Or sunglasses for a skeleton.
Skulduggery removed the glasses, folded them delicately, and tucked them away into the front pocket of his pin-striped suit. This left the skeleton detective with a bare, bleached head that seemed to catch the light in an odd way.
As though he wasn't conscious of his odd look, Skulduggery drummed bony fingers on the countertop. He appeared to be waiting for someone.
Skulduggery Pleasant It became clear that something rather large and rather dangerous had happened here. Skulduggery flicked his gaze around the bar. He ought to ask around, get some information. He was, after all, a detective.
To complete that detective look, Skulduggery pulled a cigar from his pocket. He snapped his fingers together, and a flame sprang to life. It was a neat trick that no one around him seemed to notice -- the skeleton visibly deflated.
"Harrumph." He said to himself, and lit the cigar, brought it to his jaw and took a puff. "Does nothing impress kids these days?"
To complete that detective look, Skulduggery pulled a cigar from his pocket. He snapped his fingers together, and a flame sprang to life. It was a neat trick that no one around him seemed to notice -- the skeleton visibly deflated.
"Harrumph." He said to himself, and lit the cigar, brought it to his jaw and took a puff. "Does nothing impress kids these days?"
Skulduggery Pleasant Smoking was something Skulduggery would never have done if he were alive. As he was dead, however (very dead, as the case were) he saw no harm in it. After all, there were no lungs to worry about.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
“
ooc Leaving Sato has left.
”
Skulduggery Pleasant Smoking was something Skulduggery would never have done if he were alive. As he was dead, however (very dead, as the case were) he saw no harm in it. After all, there were no lungs to worry about.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
He didn't enjoy the act itself, but perhaps more how it made him look -- how it made him feel. The skeleton detective tilted his head back and puffed a little cloud of smoke into the air.
Oh, he was a regular De Niro. Skulduggery hummed to himself, quite pleased.
Skulduggery Pleasant "Like the plague." The skeleton detective looked up, appearing nonchalant as he blew a gray cloud o smoke in the woman's face. "Odd to see you out of your comfortable, posh apartment."
Skulduggery Pleasant "It must have been a very important call." Skulduggery wasn't one to let something go by him. China knew him well in that regard. "For very important people."
The detective reached up, and tweaked his tie.
"Because I got one too."
The detective reached up, and tweaked his tie.
"Because I got one too."
Fifteen rather testy minutes later, the door swung open and Skulduggery Pleasnt strode through.
The skeleton detective looked as distinguished as ever as he unwound that scarf from around his neck, revealing a bleach-white skull. He had gotten a new suit, it seemed -- a shade darker and a bit wider in the shoulder than the previous ones.
He made his way to where Valkyrie was seated, pulled himself up onto the stool next to her.
"You're late." Skulduggery said at once, in way of greeting.
The skeleton detective looked as distinguished as ever as he unwound that scarf from around his neck, revealing a bleach-white skull. He had gotten a new suit, it seemed -- a shade darker and a bit wider in the shoulder than the previous ones.
He made his way to where Valkyrie was seated, pulled himself up onto the stool next to her.
"You're late." Skulduggery said at once, in way of greeting.
"I have not." The detective tilted his head to the side. Though it was hard to tell when he had no eyes, he appeared to be observing the patrons in the bar. "But what do you see, Valkyrie?"
Had she noticed the quasi-vampires, the lesser demons sipping brandy in the corner? The sad men, the bad men, the women with names like 'Clarabella' who had more than one head? Or maybe -- had she noticed that they were being watched?
Had she noticed the quasi-vampires, the lesser demons sipping brandy in the corner? The sad men, the bad men, the women with names like 'Clarabella' who had more than one head? Or maybe -- had she noticed that they were being watched?
With delicate fingers, Skulduggery plucked Valkyrie's drink from her grasp. He held it up at eye level in front of her face, and for a second it looked like he was just peering at its contents.
"I would say something barbed, witty and to-the-point .. " The skeleton detective murmured, "but our lives are in too great of danger for that."
It finally became clear, the reason that Skulduggery was holding her glass up so oddly. If Valkyrie focused on the object itself, she might notice someone sitting in the corner of the bar with his arms folded across his chest, and a wide-rimmed cowboy hat snugged low over his nose.
"Or," Skulduggery remanded, "maybe that is too dramatic. Maybe, our lives aren't quite in danger. Maybe they are in question? No, that also doesn't make sense .. "
He lowered the glass, and if he could have, the detective would have winked.
"I would say something barbed, witty and to-the-point .. " The skeleton detective murmured, "but our lives are in too great of danger for that."
It finally became clear, the reason that Skulduggery was holding her glass up so oddly. If Valkyrie focused on the object itself, she might notice someone sitting in the corner of the bar with his arms folded across his chest, and a wide-rimmed cowboy hat snugged low over his nose.
"Or," Skulduggery remanded, "maybe that is too dramatic. Maybe, our lives aren't quite in danger. Maybe they are in question? No, that also doesn't make sense .. "
He lowered the glass, and if he could have, the detective would have winked.
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