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V.O.T.D.

Random Polar Bear!

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

Description

[b][i]V.O.T.D. changes constantly; for it means Victim of the Day, OR Villain of the Day. In other words, this is a handle for throw away characters whom I am fine with meeting horrible and permanent ends. Who V.O.T.D. is may not actually change every day. To be clear, V.O.T.D. is expendable, and I may take some requests if someone wants something more important than an NPC, but less 'big' than a character someone poured their heart and soul into. Otherwise, VOTD also is just something random to shake things up.

Currently:

GIANT RANDOM POLAR BEAR! RAWR!

It's a Polar Bear. Larger than average, but not unnaturally large. For those who can sex a polar bear at a glance, it would be female. But I'm not sure anyone can do that, or wishes to, whilst being mauled.

Personality

Vicious

Equipment

Claws and teeth

History

She was in the North Pole, sleeping in a burrow in the snow. Then she wasn't. This made her very irrate.

So begins...

V.O.T.D.'s Story

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V.O.T.D. pushes open the door to Gambit's bar stifling a yawn. A messy ponytail flops side to side with her uneven gait as she lumbers towards the bar counter, taking of f a blue plaid jacket and tying its sleeves around her waist as she does so.

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V.O.T.D. Emer finds a stool and flops down on her, instantly leaning forward and plopping her chin down on the counter, looking tired and groggy. "Coffee... neeeeed... coffee..." she moans.

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V.O.T.D. Emer dozes at the bar.

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V.O.T.D. Emer smacks her lips a little as she rolls her head slightly to one side, her arms dangling in the empty space between her posterior set upon the stool, and her head resting on the bar counter. A small trickle of drool makes it's way out of her awkwardly squished lips, pooling on the polished surface.

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V.O.T.D. Emer mumbles a little in response to someone asking if she was okay, but her eyes do not peel open. They do flutter a little, but otherwise she remains in a state of dozing.

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V.O.T.D. Emer smacks her lips again, then upon hearing someone continue to speak to her she peels a lazy eye open, her vision blurry. "Hmm wha....?" she sleepily inquires.

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V.O.T.D. blinks a few times to clear away the blurry film that built up while she had had a brief doze. She slowly sits up, groaning as she feels the stiffness in her neck. Her gloved hands reach up and wipe at her eyes. The rough texture of her leather gloves is unappealing and she quickly whips them off, rubbing at her eyes again with bare hands. Finally she takes a good long look at Twinkly. "Woah.... weird.... huh wha? Say som'in 'bout a pillow? Geez mussa dozed roight off," she says with an acccent. She rubs her neck then looks at Twinkly again. "Wot's with 'em kitty ears, mate?"

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V.O.T.D. Emer lets out an undignified, noisy yawn, only covering her wide open yap halfway through as an afterthought. She again smacks her lips and stares at Twinkly. "Corr... 'ey now, did I jus see..." her voice trails off as she stares at Twinkly. She then rubs her eyes and blinks, looking suddenly awake. "Now I know I ain't been gettin' me sleep! I coulda swore yer eyes jus' flashed red or somesot! An ther ears, they moved! I swear, I saw 'em move with me own two blinkas. Jus' where di' I end up this time?"

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V.O.T.D. continues to stare, dumfounded at Twinkly, quite removed from her voice. She just stares, and stares, and stares as the girl giggles and sips her juice. "We-ell... tha cannae be roight!" It is just now that the ordinary woman becomes aware of the fight brewing in the rest of the bar. SWords, energy, nano suits, magic.... all of this make her eyes nearly bulge out of her pink head. She brings a hand up, tossing strands of brown hair out of her eyes before turning quickly to the bar counter, staring down at it intensely. "Ooooh... I mussa fell asleep at ther wheel, s'wot!"

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V.O.T.D. Emer puts a hand to her forehead. "Oi...." she says, bewildered. "All this is jus' sum crazy dream, 'swot it is!" She then goes to pinch her bare arm. Seeing as this does not have the desired effect, she pinches even harder. "Yow! Ugh... tha nevah works enway." She sighs and then looks back at Twinkly. "I ain dead, am I? Nah, thas jussa dumb oidea. It ain't hell er heaven, tha's for sure... jus' sorter strange 'sall."

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V.O.T.D. furrows her eyebrows, staring hard at Twinkly. She turns her head but continues to stare at her, as if hoping at a different angle she'll either look normal, or she'll see some sort of rigging to make the special effects of her eyes and ears work. "Mebbe I'm on a movie set 'an this all jus' special effex, eh?" She frowns and her shoulder slump. "Naw, thas dumb too. I'da been tossed off b'now." She lets out yet another sigh, staring at Twinkly. "A bar fuller all kindsa characters ya say.... yeah... characters fer sure."

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Character Portrait: V.O.T.D. V.O.T.D. says,
 "Oh my..." she says, a hand going to her round cheek. "Oh my oh my oh my...." she glances around at the chaos again as something caused a red haze to replace most of the floor. "Eeeeeeek..." she turns around staring across the bar where things looked a little more normal. "Arg... wha's happenin now?"

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V.O.T.D. is a moron! But is also incompetent.))

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Character Portrait: V.O.T.D. V.O.T.D. says,
 ((Drat. Forgot that deleting posts doesn't work right now.))

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V.O.T.D. gasps and covers her head when a nearby beer bottle shatters. Curled and shivering, she certainly does not seem to be a typical patron in the bar, or at least, has not yet had the chance to be desensitized to its chaos. Slowly she moves her arms, peeling an eye open cautiously. ".............I... uh... I needa get back to me truck...." she says in a quiet squeak. However, she does not get up to move. Instead she remainds plastered to her stool, too afraid to try and make it across the room past all the crazies.

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V.O.T.D. has begun hyperventilating at this point, the colour draining out of her face. Her violet eyes dart wildly around, scanning for this supposed back door. "Back door? Back door? Where?" she asks her eyes blurring as tears of fright begin to build up. She brings a shaking hand up to wipe her eyes, finally seeing it. "Oh... there...." she mutters quietly. Sheleans forward, placing her hands palms down atop the bar counter, and takes in a deep breath, readying herself to try and clear the counter and make a dash for the back exit.

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V.O.T.D. looks up at Twinkly, staring at her vacantly for a moment before quickly throwing a clammy hand to seize up Twinkly's offer. Assisted by Twinkly she hoists herself up on the bar, ready to be guided to her retreat.

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V.O.T.D. follows Twinkly, trying her hardest not to look back at all the chaos behind her. Upon reaching the back door she stares at Twinkly. :I... uh... um.... thanks fer yer help..... an dunna take it personally, but I dunnae think I'll be itchin' ter come back 'ere. Ever." She says shakily pushing the door open and running through clumsily.

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V.O.T.D. ::Outisde of the bar a su;phuric smell wafts in and out of intensity. This goes on for a while, until a reddish haze begins spilling out of a tiny hole in the fabric of this world's frail reality. The heavier, reddish air cascades down to the floor, crawling along the pavement just outside of the bar, and seeping in through the cracks under the door. The pungent smell of rotten eggs is strong now. There is a disgusting squelching noise, like one trying to squeeze the last bit of mustard out of a mostly empty bottle. After a few heaves of htis unpleasant sound, there is a rushing sound of air, and all at once a small dumpy form is spat into the world, slamming the doors open with its velocity, and then skidding along the floor of the bar until friction causes it to lose momentum with a final flip-flop-squish.

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V.O.T.D. ::The paunch form lies there, prostrate for a moment, his arms spread out and his face kissing the floor. One leg is tucked under his rotund, pot belly while the other stretches out behind him. With a growl and a shiver he gets his grubby hands beneath him, slowly peeling himself off of the bar floor. "Whe...." he began to say, only to be knocked out cold by a psychic pulse. Once again, he lay face down, his spaded tail slumped over to one side.