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V.T.L
"We're pleased to meet you... all three of us."
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rispetto
Description
His unkempt pumpkin orange hair frames a pale, skeletal face. His most notable features would be his honey golden eyes, and the horizontal scar that runs from the bridge of his nose to the left and stops near his cheekbone, resting under his left eye as well. He has a very lithe frame and appears sickly in nature, but he maintains a very Imperialistic stature and posture about him. He stands at a six feet, even and weighs in at one hundred and seventy five pounds. Two more things one may notice right away are both the vulture skull that rest upon his head, and the feather that lay strewn to a necklace around his neck. At times, he will be seen with a falconer glove, which a Bearded Vulture sits upon.
Personality
V.T.L is the host to three, if not more personalities. But only three occur often.
Persona #1; Venris.
Venris is the personality that is thick headed and prone to angry out bursts. He's very particular to obscenities and is rather dim witted sometimes.
Persona #2; Thirteen.
Thirteen is probably the ost unstable out of the bunch, and is prone to an odd form of self mutilation. He claims it calms him, and so he blatantly carves symbols and the number thirteen into himself, hence his namesake 'Thirteen.'
Persona #3; Lucky.
Lucky... Well, this one here is the wild card. He never really maintains a solid personality. But you'll always know it's him. Because, well, he's not like the other two. There's no saying how he'll act. The good thing is, that he cycles through mostly good moods.
So begins...
V.T.L's Story
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V: When he entered the bar on this particular instance, Venris did not have Meta with him. Meta, in this case, being his adult Bearded Vulture. It usually traveled with all three of them, perched upon their shoulder. But oh well, the bird did not wish to go along, so it hadn't. Venris immediately took a booth upon his entrance, it was positioned in the far corner. Particularly adjacent to the entrance. A look of slight annoyance soon being replace by one of a dopey stature.
T: And then Thirteen had surfaced, a small smile strewn on his face. The booth he sat at was complimented by the basic utensils. Fork, knife, spoon. Coffe mug, upturned, and then your basic seasonings/condiments. Not that it mattered to him, his eyes still lay upon the knife. Hand eagerly reaching out for it and clasping it, Thirteen dug the pointed blade into the flesh of the back of his hand. Caring out yet another series of Greek symbols, and then topping it all off with his trade mark number, scrawled out below it all. After this, he was calmed. And he sank back into the confines of this individual's mind.
L: And here he was, our wild card. Lucky took a quick glance at his now bleeding hand and scowled. "Really, Thirteen? Another? You're seriously fucked in the head." The irony in this statement couldn't even begin to be comprehended by Lucky at this time, as he was took preoccupied with his annoyance at the other personality. But he soon came to look around the bar and notice it's absence in patrons, which upset him. There seemed to be two others, but they were already enveloped in their own things. If only some entertainment would present itself. If only, if only.
T: And then Thirteen had surfaced, a small smile strewn on his face. The booth he sat at was complimented by the basic utensils. Fork, knife, spoon. Coffe mug, upturned, and then your basic seasonings/condiments. Not that it mattered to him, his eyes still lay upon the knife. Hand eagerly reaching out for it and clasping it, Thirteen dug the pointed blade into the flesh of the back of his hand. Caring out yet another series of Greek symbols, and then topping it all off with his trade mark number, scrawled out below it all. After this, he was calmed. And he sank back into the confines of this individual's mind.
L: And here he was, our wild card. Lucky took a quick glance at his now bleeding hand and scowled. "Really, Thirteen? Another? You're seriously fucked in the head." The irony in this statement couldn't even begin to be comprehended by Lucky at this time, as he was took preoccupied with his annoyance at the other personality. But he soon came to look around the bar and notice it's absence in patrons, which upset him. There seemed to be two others, but they were already enveloped in their own things. If only some entertainment would present itself. If only, if only.
L: "Drinks or food? No I don't believe, I'm not very -"
V: "Oh, fuck off Lucky." Venris had surfaced again, and that look of annoyance was once more on his scarred, skeletal face. "I'm rather hungry right now, yes. Bring me anything with bones. I don't care if it's cooked or not. I want the bone. That marrow, man. It's good for you." And then the dopey grin came.
T: "Good for you indeed! And good for our pet too! He's a Bearded Vulture! Ever hear of em? They eat bone marrow just like us, it's where we got the habit. They take years to master the act of dropping bones from a height and cracking it open, just so they can get to the nutrients they need inside of it. Fascinating birds they are. Fascinating." Thirteen rambled, smiling at the black clad figure.
V: "Oh, fuck off Lucky." Venris had surfaced again, and that look of annoyance was once more on his scarred, skeletal face. "I'm rather hungry right now, yes. Bring me anything with bones. I don't care if it's cooked or not. I want the bone. That marrow, man. It's good for you." And then the dopey grin came.
T: "Good for you indeed! And good for our pet too! He's a Bearded Vulture! Ever hear of em? They eat bone marrow just like us, it's where we got the habit. They take years to master the act of dropping bones from a height and cracking it open, just so they can get to the nutrients they need inside of it. Fascinating birds they are. Fascinating." Thirteen rambled, smiling at the black clad figure.
T: "I'm not sure what you mean, sir. Deal as in, why do I seemingly change? I'll fill you in. See, I'm Thirteen. You'll know it's me by the desire to carve things, and I'm pretty hyper. The asshole one you met before me was Venris, he's a fucking dick. Seriously. Then, last but not least, there is Lucky. He's the one who... well, he's the one who isn't me or Venris. No way to explain it. He's just... different." Thirteen answered, getting eager for that rack of lamb. He'd eat the meat, then the bone. That is, if Venris wasn't a dick about it all.
L: "I guess you could call me the wild card." Lucky was now leaning forward upon the table, chin in hand, golden eyes staring at the black clad figure. "I'm Lucky, the one whose never really normal. Or sane, for that matter. I see you already met Thirteen. He tends to ramble about things nobody cares about. Hold on, I'll bring out the asshole."
V: "I guess I'm the asshole. The one you don't want to piss off, mate. Pleasure to meet you. But seriously, don't make me mad. You ever hear of Matter Ingestion? I have that, it's where you can eat -anything- and not be harmed by it. I could eat this entire fucking bar if I wanted. It'd take some time, and I'd have a hard time shitting. But I could do it."
L: "I guess you could call me the wild card." Lucky was now leaning forward upon the table, chin in hand, golden eyes staring at the black clad figure. "I'm Lucky, the one whose never really normal. Or sane, for that matter. I see you already met Thirteen. He tends to ramble about things nobody cares about. Hold on, I'll bring out the asshole."
V: "I guess I'm the asshole. The one you don't want to piss off, mate. Pleasure to meet you. But seriously, don't make me mad. You ever hear of Matter Ingestion? I have that, it's where you can eat -anything- and not be harmed by it. I could eat this entire fucking bar if I wanted. It'd take some time, and I'd have a hard time shitting. But I could do it."
V: "That's just the thing, mate. I'm never harmed. Anything that couldn't fit down my throat normally does somehow. Useful at times. Useful, indeed."
T: "But yeah, anyway. Thirteen again. I didn't think those were pajamas, because frankly, that'd make you weirder than even me. Heh, and that's a feat my good man. That is a feat." Thirteen was about to ramble on again about why they were there, but Lucky surfaced once more.
L: "Alright, now see here. We're not sure why we're here. So let's just say we're here for the rack of lamb. It works. An assassin, eh? How well does that pay? And why the fuck do you work in this place is you already assassinate for a living?"
T: "But yeah, anyway. Thirteen again. I didn't think those were pajamas, because frankly, that'd make you weirder than even me. Heh, and that's a feat my good man. That is a feat." Thirteen was about to ramble on again about why they were there, but Lucky surfaced once more.
L: "Alright, now see here. We're not sure why we're here. So let's just say we're here for the rack of lamb. It works. An assassin, eh? How well does that pay? And why the fuck do you work in this place is you already assassinate for a living?"
L: Lucky shrugged and eyed the rack of lamb. "Eh, at long as I can take a bite out of solid steel, I'm pretty good with sizable bites. Say, would you want to meat on this bugger? I'm really only interested on what lay inside of the bone. If not, that's fine. I'm sure Thirteen or Venris will eat it. I'm not all that hungry, like I was trying to say before Venris so rudely interrupted.
V: "Ah, fuck off Lucky." He said, taking a bite out of the rack of lamb and enjoying the succulent taste. "So. How much do you charge? I'll give you a person to kill right now. As long as we get the bones. Which I'll be willing to pay extra for."
V: "Ah, fuck off Lucky." He said, taking a bite out of the rack of lamb and enjoying the succulent taste. "So. How much do you charge? I'll give you a person to kill right now. As long as we get the bones. Which I'll be willing to pay extra for."
V: "Only because you have something to hide."
T: "But that's OK! They say if you give a man a mask, he'll never tell a lie. And I wouldn't know the difficulty of this hit. I'd say in between, eh? Moderate. Guy doesn't have that much security. Not armed, wise. Alarmed house, sure. He's fairly wealthy. You're welcome to take anything from there too. Thing is..." Thirteen then trailed off, a look of disappointment on his face.
L: "Thing is, he's our father."
T: "But that's OK! They say if you give a man a mask, he'll never tell a lie. And I wouldn't know the difficulty of this hit. I'd say in between, eh? Moderate. Guy doesn't have that much security. Not armed, wise. Alarmed house, sure. He's fairly wealthy. You're welcome to take anything from there too. Thing is..." Thirteen then trailed off, a look of disappointment on his face.
L: "Thing is, he's our father."
V: "FUCKING BIRD!" Venris snapped, as the large Lammergeier perched on his shoulder once again nipped at his ear. In response to his out burst, it cried out and ruffled it's feathers, cocking it's head as it leaned away from him. Venris merely cursed and tore his gaze from the bird only to set it on another, very ugly bird of sorts. "What the fu-!?" He began to exclaim, but Thirteen was struggling to get to the surface.
T: "Holy SHIT!" Thirteen shouted, dashing up to the alien appearing bird creature thing. "You are the coolest damn bird thing I have ever seen!" Thirteen told it, voice nearly a shot. In response, the vulture on his shoulder cried out and nipped him. "I mean. Besides good ol' Meta here, that is." Thirteen quickly added in, casting a side glance at him. He quickly turned them back to Septa though, and stared mouth agape. He was about to say something else before Lucky cut him off.
L: Then the expression changed to something the expressed clear disinterest in the creature that stood before him. "So you're what Thirteen was freaking the fuck out about in there, eh? Be forewarned. He's an Avian fanatic... and a masochist to boot." He added in, glancing at his mandibles. "So. Be sure to answer his questions, and to not hurt him too much. He's not the only one who'll end up feeling it. But he is the only one who'll enjoy it."
T: "Holy SHIT!" Thirteen shouted, dashing up to the alien appearing bird creature thing. "You are the coolest damn bird thing I have ever seen!" Thirteen told it, voice nearly a shot. In response, the vulture on his shoulder cried out and nipped him. "I mean. Besides good ol' Meta here, that is." Thirteen quickly added in, casting a side glance at him. He quickly turned them back to Septa though, and stared mouth agape. He was about to say something else before Lucky cut him off.
L: Then the expression changed to something the expressed clear disinterest in the creature that stood before him. "So you're what Thirteen was freaking the fuck out about in there, eh? Be forewarned. He's an Avian fanatic... and a masochist to boot." He added in, glancing at his mandibles. "So. Be sure to answer his questions, and to not hurt him too much. He's not the only one who'll end up feeling it. But he is the only one who'll enjoy it."
It was then that Thirteen surfaced for a more permanent amount of time, taking hold of the body completely. "No problem at all! That is, if you don't eat Meta or I! I'm sure you can find something else to eat. Like a person! As long as Meta and I could have bones. We like the marrow, you see." Thirteen was once again about to ramble, but this time the other personalities couldn't interrupt. "Cool thing about Meta, his species take YEARS to master a technique where they drop bones and shatter them open for the nutritious marrow inside!"
"See, he's part of the Gypaetus barbatus family! He's not bald like most vultures, either. Ten feet wingspan, forty nine inches long. He's different from others because of his narrow wings and wedge like tail feathers, too! So amazing! He never makes much noise though, just that shrill whistle you heard earlier. It only takes a day for him to digest bones as large as a lamb's femur, too!" Thirteen paused to take a breath and then smiled at Septa. "What about you!?"
"See, he's part of the Gypaetus barbatus family! He's not bald like most vultures, either. Ten feet wingspan, forty nine inches long. He's different from others because of his narrow wings and wedge like tail feathers, too! So amazing! He never makes much noise though, just that shrill whistle you heard earlier. It only takes a day for him to digest bones as large as a lamb's femur, too!" Thirteen paused to take a breath and then smiled at Septa. "What about you!?"
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