A 6'0 human man walks in, he is wearing a professional looking suit with leather gloves and nice shoes. His hair is short and black with a hint of blue in it. His stature is very straight and professional, and his facial features are hard to read, bordering between emotionless, bored, and alert. He walks up to the bar. "A glass of whiskey, on the rocks." He set a sleek, dark grey card on the table, and there seems to be silver lettering on it.
His pale grey eyes locked onto Kalon. "You, you're the bartender, correct? I have some questions."
Kalon looked at him through tired narrowed eyes "go ask someone who knows them then" he said bitterly.
"I have a feeling you know someone going by the alias 'Null'." He tapped his card, indicating for Kalon to look at it.
"Yes i do but why do you want to know"
He tapped the card again. "Because it is my business."
"then get lost" he snarled and slammed his hands on the table
He sighed and held up the card to Kalons' face.
Jackson Level
Professional Hitman
"I'd appreciate any information you could give me."
Kalin takes it and sighs "just get out"
Jackson looks him in the eye. "No. Not until I get what I came for." He tightened one of his gloves. "And that is Null, dead."
"look here 'b r o'." Kalin sneered "get out of my tavern"
Jackson seemed unfazed. "Don't you want vengeance for your lover? I heard about what happened, Kalon. Jack was a well respected member in The Underground."
"hwo do you know his name and mine" he said pulling out his gun. "don't ever talk to me about vengance, look what happened, Jacks dead"
"There are files. What Null did is no secret. I am a member of a small squad put together to hunt him down, and I tracked him here. One of my other colleagues are here already." He seemed unconcerned about the gun, and he still looked Kalon in the eyes. "I know you are probably hurting, even though you are a android, but unless you like wallowing in grief for however long you live, I suggest you put the gun down and talk."
Kalon thinks for a minute before setting it down on the table
"Good. Now..." He looks around, spotting Sherri. "Sherri!" She looks over, in the middle of sipping on another margarita. "Jackson! I thought you'd never get here!" She walked over, taking a seat next to them. Jackson seemed slightly annoyed. "Alright, Kalon, please tell us your experience with Null, down to the last detail. We may have files, but nothing specifically how it went down, just the aftermath."
"you want the aftermath. i almost had my head sliced off and when i came too, Jack was dead and it was my fault"
"I meant we already knew that. What we need is the details, down to every word interchanged." Jackson took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one.
Sherri was sipping her margarita.
"null came into my bar asking if I knew Jack. I said no and for some reason the idiot decided to show up. Null attacked him and me and I went outside to protect Jack but I failed horribly" he said
Jackson was taking notes in a notepad. "I see. A very simplistic way of putting it, but acceptable."
Sherri looked concerned. "Aw, you poor android."
Kalin looked at her "shut up, I'm not in a good mood and don't feel like receiving sympathy from a living being"
She giggled.
Jackson flicked his cigarette. "So, what were his abilities like? Did you notice anything at all that could be considered his weakness?"
"he could turn invisible, he has talons, he is fast.... Thats about it."
"Alright. Invisibility, I already know about his talons, he's had them forever, and him being fast is no surprise."
Sherri smiled. "Those should be all the questions for now! Jackson had a long trip, so he needs some rest!"
Jackson sighed. "Unfortunately, she's right, I am exhausted. I'll buy a room."
kalon nods "2 gold please" said
"Gold? Do you take cash?" He pulled out his wallet.
"you expect paper to be worth something here?"
"Actually, yes. I didn't know this place's currency system was still in the dark ages."
Kalon gave him a look before holding out his gloved hand
He gave Kalon a hundred dollar bill.
Kalon looked at it and looked up "this is bullshit" he said
"I apologize for being modern."
Sherri sipped her margarita loudly.
"you better apologize.." he muttered
"So do I have a room?"
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*so what do I do to join, or do I just toss in a character*
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Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*great! ok so just throw in a character you want to use. that simple! kalon is the Bar owner and is a android. i also play the merc turn detective named Wannabe and Angelic the fallen angel who lost her powers.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Angelic was sitting in a tavern chair, rocking back in forth while she cleaned her gun. her demon tail flicking back and forth as the halo glowed slightly
Wannabe was on the couch, looking out the window and taking a smoke break.
Kalon was cleaning glasses and being pissed off.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
“Thanks.” Torid then walked over to Kalon. Sizing him on as he gets closer.
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
“Thanks.” Torid then walked over to Kalon. Sizing him on as he gets closer.
Kalon looks up and waves slightly. he moves to get a better look at Torid "hey there"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
“Thanks.” Torid then walked over to Kalon. Sizing him on as he gets closer.
Kalon looks up and waves slightly. he moves to get a better look at Torid "hey there"
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
“Thanks.” Torid then walked over to Kalon. Sizing him on as he gets closer.
Kalon looks up and waves slightly. he moves to get a better look at Torid "hey there"
"So do I have a room?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*so what do I do to join, or do I just toss in a character*
*nothing, just send in your character.*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*Hey! I'm the owner of the Backbone tavern! First of all, have you red the rules may I ask?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*yes*
*thanks, I’ll see if I have any characters that fit in, if not I’ll make one or adjust one that is meant for a different RP*
*great! ok so just throw in a character you want to use. that simple! kalon is the Bar owner and is a android. i also play the merc turn detective named Wannabe and Angelic the fallen angel who lost her powers.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*So as long as you follow those rules, just drop a character in here! :)*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Angelic was sitting in a tavern chair, rocking back in forth while she cleaned her gun. her demon tail flicking back and forth as the halo glowed slightly
Wannabe was on the couch, looking out the window and taking a smoke break.
Kalon was cleaning glasses and being pissed off.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The door opened. A 6’1 man walked in. He was wearing some form of white assassins armor. He had a war axe on his back, a gun at his side and some kind of knife on his left side.
Angelic looks up, her red eyes narrow and she walks over to him, meeting him in the middle of the tavern. She looks him over for a second
(description of her. 26 year old fallen angel. Cast out due to homicidal nature. Clothing consists of fish-net leggings, black crop tops, black leather jackets, or body suits. Gun holster with belt is wrapped around her hip. Big floofy blue hair, demon tail, red halo. )
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“You run the place?” Torrid looked Angelic over for 2 seconds
She chuckles to herself and narrows her eyes "no, the robot who is drinking sixteen shots is" she said and puts her hands on her hips and pointed to kalon who was drinking.
(Kalon description: Black and god android (think daft punk). Usually wears a white shirt or black shirt with a black vest. Carries around Guns and is stupid as heckers*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Thanks.” Torid then walked over to Kalon. Sizing him on as he gets closer.
Torid walks up to Kalon. “You run the place?”
Kalon looks up and waves slightly. he moves to get a better look at Torid "hey there"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Hello, So do you run the bar?”
*anything important that I missed?*
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Kalon was being himself and doing shots by himself.
Wannabe was curled up on a couch. His body was covered in bruises and he had a bleeding lip.
Angelic was on the bar.,she was kicking her legs and jamming to heavy metal music that was playing in her earbuds
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Jackson and Sherri walk back in, Jackson had a few scars and bruises, and Sherri was covered in various kinds of powders.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.