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Ever wonder where villains go to plot their diabolical plans,
what they do in their spare time, where they go to get away
from those pesky little heroes? Go to a cafe, of course.

Yus, you have entered the most sinister cafe on the planet.
It's very similar to a character cafe, except for the simple
difference that this one's for villains. No heros allowed.
This is where you can bring in your villains, to help develop
their personality, work on your villain-included plot, whatever.
Just post, follow the rules of the guild, and have fun!

You don't need to make any kind of intro with their name and
age and history and all that. We'll find out later. Just make an
amazing first post, describing your character's appearance
(pictures are welcome in a link form, direct pictures annoy me
to no end, I apologize >__< ) or a few things that may link
back to their history. We'll find out about them later in
conversations and stuff.

Also, if you have to leave, then your character leaves. Or they
fall asleep. Whatever works. But you cannot have them
consciously there if you're gone, because then... then it just
doesn't work. xP Hopefully, this will help keep the thread more
active and logical.

Also, since it's a villain thread, I thought that arguments/fights
should be allowed. Really anything goes. They are villains after
all, and some specifically can't be expected to have too much
control. I'm not saying all villains are psychotic, but...
mine are >__<
If anyone has a problem with this, just let me know.

And... there you have it.

Open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week xD

((I'm around, though I'm not sure how much help I'd be. The line between antagonists and protagonists is really blurred in my book.))

Tall, graceful, deadly, and damn good looking (if he might say so himself) Denzel glided through the door. Only one soul occupant? One dark eyebrow arched as he strode toward the counter, looking for all the world like some dark god.

After bantering with the young woman at the counter, he moved towards the tables, and the one soul occupant.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked, already sliding into the unoccupied seat across from her, not even waiting for her answer before he settled himself; slouched down, long legs extended in front of him beneath the table.

((Hmm... In my WIP, there is no direct villain, yet, but there is a character that's dead set against telling anybody anything, including telling the main character what she wants to know. Can I use him?))

Alec Cartell, AKA Hannah Westin, walked into the cafe with a manilla folder under his arm. He didn't dress up to go there, because this cafe was just across from his apartment. In fact, the patrons were lucky that Alec didn't show up in nothing but his boxers. No, he was actually wearing a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, and only one sock. The other was lost to the winds.

He sat down next to the 'normal looking' man. He felt out of place next to all of these pretty people. Though Alec was a young adult, he wasn't exactly 'pretty' like they were. He was average looking, and never put much care into his appearance, mostly because he hardly ever left his apartment at all.

"May I see the 'everyday' section of that newspaper?" asked Alec. When a waitress came up for his order, he made it clear that he wanted tea, not coffee. He hated coffe, in that he hated it with a passion, in that he wouldn't get anywhere near the stuff, in that he could barely stand the smell in the coffeeshop right now.

"Thank you, Doc," said Alec, "My name is Hannah Westin." Alec turned to the page in the Everyday section and found the horroscopes. They were written by the astrologer Hannah Westin.

"Well, Doc, what's your sign?" asked Alec. That was the only thing he could think of at the moment.