New Life (Walk-in RP)

[Porcelain_Nitemare]

((No set plot or real time-frame...assuming its some sort of fantasy-like world with a mix of some modern some fantasy stuff...please use proper grammar and such. No godmodding powerplaying or any of that crap thanks. Just jump right in))

<><><><>Aysun Rivers<><><><>
" Revenge is the act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice"

Aysun sat quietly at the bar finishing her second pint of ale since she'd arrived shortly ago. The small tavern was crowded, but the patrons were quite rowdy per usual. Her sword was holstered on her back and her guns safely put away. Most people were trying to avoid her for fear she might just snap and happen to use one of her weapons. She certainly did not look the docile, fragile, girl who couldn't protect herself. If anything, it was the complete opposite. Her blue hair only seemed to enhance those features. Pushing her sunglasses up on the bridge of her nose she began on her third pint as she brooded over the most recent events.

She'd been sent on another mission for the guild, but the target had managed to escape. Though the injuries she'd inflicted would be massively damaging, the target still lived. That would be a nasty mark on her reputation chart. Sighing, she downed the ale in a few large gulps and ordered another. She knew she shouldn't let this get to her, but this was her life. Who she was. Not to mention the clients had leads onto her past that she was desperately seeking. Only once the mission was complete would they reveal what she needed to know.

With these thoughts, a grimace once more spread on her face as she took another swig contemplating what her next move was going to be.

[The_Goddex_Jayy]

Ali Hari

Ali walked into the bar with his head down and his hood on. He walked to the counter and asked for a light alcoholic drink.
"Thant all?" the bartender asked

Ali stayed silent and put the cost on the table. The bartender make his drink and gave it to him.
"Thank you, keep the change.." Ali mumbled and went to a table and started sipping his drink and looking around the room. He wasn't sure who he was looking for but there was an essence in the air that said trouble...but from who?

[Porcelain_Nitemare]

<><><><>Aysun Rivers<><><><>
" Revenge is the act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice"

As she sat there brooding in her thoughts, a few men made the mistake of attempting to approach her. Clearly t hey were either very drunk, very stupid, or a pathetic mixture of both. There were three of them all together. One flanked each side and the third stood behind her. Aysun kept her sights forward as she spoke, "I suggest you leave me alone" she said calmly.

The one to her left grinned and chuckled, "You seem a little lonely. We came to keep you company"

"Yeah" said the one on her right, "A lady like you should be with men like us" booze was quite evident upon his breath. Aysun sighed heavily as she took another sip of her drink. The third behind her placed his hand on her shoulder, "Are my friends bothering you? They aren't always very polite. We just thought you could use some company, as you seemed a bit down in the dumps." Clearly this was the 'brains' of the trio. Though that still wasn't saying much.

When Aysun didn't respond, the man became bolder as his hand slowly began to wander down her spine toward her lower quarters. Without so much as a second thought, Aysun drew her gun and quickly pointed it at the man behind her, "Take your hand off me, and you and your friends leave. I am NOT in the mood to deal with you now"

The man stumbled back and stared at her in disbelief, "You're a ******** psycho! Come on lets go" he muttered as his lackies came with him. "Gee, aren't you a gentleman" she muttered as they retreated. She took another sip as eyes carefully watched her.

[The_Goddex_Jayy]

Ali Hari

Ali hear the commotion and looked over to see three men retreating from a girl sitting at a table. He examined her and could see why. She wasn't the normal type of bimbo that hung around here. That thought those guys type of attention was good. She was serious and from where he was sitting she had a cold look on her face. He took a sip of his drink and continued scanning the room . He could see the guy huddled up again probably looking for their next target. He shook his head and went back to drinking.

[Harry_Break_Free]

Ipos looked at the lingering beings on the streets, his hands hidden as black blood tinted the nails and fingers, he shock off some of the blood as he entered the bar, his eyes letting a golden sparkle out as he scanned the people. His head was covered by a scarf, hiding his white hair, but as he entered in the bar, someone caught a piece and let it slide down. Showing his hair as he caught the scarf and placed it on his shoulders, well seemed as his chance to come undetected was not working. His father wanted him back at home, to marry a stupid young woman and keep the life nice.

Which the male disliked now, he hated frilly dressed women that couldn't understand what he wished of life, he wished to have adventures, to go through dangerous places and feel the adrenaline rush through his body. So as he took a seat at the bar, he pulled out with his bloody fingers a few coins and said. "Something strong....doesn't matter what." he said as he was handed a mug with the strong liquid, making him take it up to his lips and let it gulp down, his fangs hidden by lips as he sighed in relieve. He had been hunted for three days before the men gave up.


Outfit

[pandora-illusion]

Twenty-One
Escaped Experimentation.

Twenty-One stood alone surrounded by rubble, bodies and flames that engulfed a building hidden from the public by guards and fences, signs telling the public that they were a research facility for disease control, but that was just a cover for their true work which involved creating super soldiers.
Twenty one began to leave the ruins with a black substance covering his mouth and neck where it slowly dripped and dried on a tattoo, the tattoo said simply “21” which was his experimentation number.
‘Finally free, but for how long I wonder.’ Twenty-One though to himself as he left the hidden ruins and found his way into a small town, people stared at his state, the black substance covering his skin, the strange tattoo, the fact he was shirtless and only in black trousers with bare feet, and finally his very eerie, bright blue eyes.
Twenty-One noticed a small building that had a sign hanging from chains that indicated that it was a tavern, drinks and food were also advertised on a small board.
‘I could use a drink.’ Twenty-one grinned a little manically as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blood splattered wallet, the leather bulging with money as he entered the tavern.
Once inside he began to move towards the bar his bare feet covered in dirt as they pattered on the wooden floor, his eyes locked onto the barkeeper while others locked their curious eyes on him with whispers leaving their lips.
“Whiskey.” Twenty-One grinned showing strange sharp fangs as his eyes glowed in the dim light waiting for his drink, taking a seat on a stall he swung his bare feet taking a look at the people around the building.
‘Wonder how long it will take before they put a hit out on me, top office can’t be happy with one of their subjects escaping.' Twenty-One though as he showed a small grin.

[supershingiri]

"Being immortal isn't easy"

"but its not hard either"

Richard Whitecastle

The blonde haired young looking man lay there motionless in corner of the room a ruckus had occurred a few hours before and he got caught in a fight, having his neck broken in several places his body had grown pale and the life in his eyes had all but disappeared. Well that was until his neck began to make weird sounds as his deflated lungs began to fill slowly raising his chest, color began filling his cheeks and the blonde shot up startling half the customers at the bar, to the barkeeper this was almost an everyday occurrence as the blonde Immortal was a regular customer altho' that couldn't be helped after all this bar was the only one that would serve him after witnessing his regeneration.

The blonde let out a small laugh as he noticed all the shocked faces he cracked his neck and then streched walking over to the barkeep e sat down and said "so how long was i out for this time Barkeep?" a very thick and rich British accent slipped past the mans parted lips as he pushed his golden hair past his ear. "About 2-3 hours Richard" the blonde man grinned slightly and tapped the table "splendid, i shall have the usual" he looked down the bar and noticed a few new faces, he winked at them and then to elaborate, the barkeep handed him his drink and then brought a hammer down on the blonde mans little finger mashing it the blonde man looked at the bar keep and sighed "do you have to show me off like im your play thing all the time, i may be immortal but that dosnt mean it dosn't bloody hurt" he slapped the back of the mans head and said "this drink shall be on the house for that." his little finger had healed rather quickly and so he wiggled it about as he drank.

[The_Goddex_Jayy]

Ali Hari

Ali looked at the new people one by one enter the bar. The tone of the place changed. There was a hint of hostility, or maybe danger. All it took for someone to bump someone and a fight could break out and maybe leave someone dead. He closely watched everyone one, just in case he had to leave.

[Porcelain_Nitemare]

<><><><>Aysun Rivers<><><><>
" Revenge is the act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice"

The tavern seemedt o be bringing in some interesting characters this day. Aysun finished her drink as a blond haired man made a spectacle of himself. Sliding the money across to pay her tab she decided it was time to leave. Despite the amount of volatile liquid she'd drank, she seemed perfectly fine as she slowly stood, not paying attention to the patrons around her. She closed her eyes a moment in thought before she suddenly drew her gun and fired into the dark corner. The bar fell silent as she turned toward her target, "So you came back to play?" she spoke to seemingly no one. She walked toward the corner as a chair was thrown at her. She dodged as a thin make came darting out with a rat-like appearance and fear in his eyes.

She wondered how long he'd been hiding, waiting, and watching. Well, least she now had a chance to redeem herself and collect her information. "You certainly are a rat through and through" she said as she holstered her gun and drew her sword instead. The man held a small package in his hands, "Stop!! Or i'll destory it! I will!!"

"You have empty threats. You need taht as much as I do. NOw hand it over" with that she charged forward and took a swing at the man. He grabbed another chair and used it as a shield to block her blade, pushing her back. He might seem weak, but he was tricky and stronger than he seemed. A grin spread across his face as he drew out a smoke bomb. He wasn't going to get away that easily. Aysun moved forward into a tackle as the smoke grenade went off and instantly began to consume the place in the noxious smoke.

[The_Goddex_Jayy]

Ali Hari

Ali jumped back as the smoke consumed the room. He had saw an event like this coming. He ran out the door and caught his breath. Who was that woman and what was the thing she was fighting? WHat did he have.? Ali was not one who liked unanswered questions. He decided not to leave, but to watch things play out. He used two saggars to climb to the roof of the bar and cut a hole in the roof so he could spectate

[supershingiri]

"Being immortal isn't easy"

"but its not hard either"

Richard Whitecastle

"Che~" Richard sighed as he waltzed towards the ruckus in his favorite corner of the bar he delicately sipped at his drink and pulled up a chair sitting down, the woman intrigued him slightly, how was she able to detect such a well hidden foe? he thought as he let out a slight giggle. he enjoyed watching a good fight. as well as being in them himself he let out a laugh as the leg of a chair went flying at him it was now sticking out his shoulder at a funny angle he searched the bar for people that were enjoying this fight as much as he was and he then sighed when his vision was masked by the rising clouds of smoke, he stood pulled the splintered leg from his shoulder and through it at the barely visible rat like male and said "oh, your getting it now" he walked through the clouds of smoke and put a hand on the woman's shoulder gently and spoke out "allow me, if it gets anymore out of hand this bar will lose customers, and i wont be able to get any free drinks any more."

[The_Goddex_Jayy]

Ali Hari

Ali watched as one of the people who entered the bar intervened. It was the blonde man. He looked between them all. Were they connected some how? or was the blonde man just looking to fight. Either way it looked like he was about to fight. Ali watched closely studying eveything that was happening.