Villain Pub 2:

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Villain Pub 2:

Villain Pub 2: THE RETURN

So if you guys didn't know, I made a thread a while back called the Villain Pub, which is basically like a Character Cafe but only for Villains or Evil characters. The Link to that thread is here (please post, Admins!): http://www.cricketmagkids.com/chatterbox/inkwell/node/323339

But!

This is Villain Pub 2! Which means that it's either really good and even better than the first one or just a straight-to-DVD cringefest remake (Hehe, Movie jokes). Three things:

ONE! Charrie sheets first, but after you post the sheet, you can start whenever you like.

TWO! All of the doors lead to the same Pub.

THREE! NO HEROES ALLOWED!

Without further delay, Villain Pub 2!

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In every city in the worlds, there is a wall. A brick wall, slightly disheveled, chipped and worn in places, but other than a few holes and scars, the wall is completely blank. No pipes, no doors, Just one singular brick wall.  On that wall is a brick. Not just any brick. A brick with a
symbol. An eye. An eye inside a circle of runes. If one were to tap that
brick, just with your finger, mind you, one might find that nothing
would happen. However, if one were a villain one might find the wall
just... open. A passageway would open in the wall, lined with torches,
flickering a dim, green light across the darkness. At the end of the
passageway, one would find a large iron door. One could try to force
one's way through the door, but nothing would happen. Instead one must
speak the password, being careful to dictate, "It feels good to be bad." The door would open.
Inside, there would be a large room with masks and pictures along the
walls. There would be a jukebox in the corner, loaded with villain
themes and sinister songs. There would be a counter with a hooded
(and mute) bartender, another room with a saloon, a stage, and a movie theater,
another room housing an arcade (don't touch the TRON cabinet, that's
where the MCP lives), and various table scattered around the entire
place. Above the counter, one would see a sign shaped like a skull and
crossbones. 'Villain Pub- founded 342 AD'.

 

And HEEEEERES THE CHARRIE SHEET!

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Alias (optional):

Appearance:

Personality:

Alignment:

Weapon (Optional):

Nemesis (optional):

If they work at the Pub, their occupation:

Other:

And here's my charrie!

Name: Alistor Thatcher

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Alias: Bonebreaker

Appearance: First thing's first, he's a skeleton. So not much on his
eyes or hair. He wears a brown aviator's jacket and tan pants with a lot
of pockets. He carries a sword enchented with fire in a leather and
iron scabbard that he keeps on his belt. He also has a belt of grenages
slung over his shoulder.

Personality: Chaotic, loves nothing more than causing pandemonium and
general chaos. Erratic, unpredictable. Will be serious one second and
dying of laughter the next. Despite his outward nature, inside he's
always concocting some new plan or scheme.

Weapon: The Sword of Eternal Flame and a belt of grenades he always keeps stocked up. 

Nemesis: None, he'll basically just

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

If they work at the Pub, their occupation: He work the camera in the theater.

Other: Was one of the original founders of the Villain Pub

MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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(January 23, 2018 - 12:29 pm)

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(February 10, 2018 - 4:19 pm)

Okay, I'm gonna just post a start for my character if that's okay, =P

submitted by Chinchilla
(February 10, 2018 - 4:20 pm)

Okay, this is just because right now, I am bored, and also this is a slight top. Also, I think I'm going to try to write in third-person tense right now.

 

Ember~

There was an alley. It was perfectly unremarkable, except for the fact that there was a small brick wall at the end of it. That in itself was unremarkable, but what happened when you touched a certan brick, was remarkable. There was a soft clikc-clacking sound, slightly muffled by leather, as Ember slowly walked into the alley. He didn't make any move to cover himself with the long, dark brown trenchcoat he was wearing, reather he left it open, to gust about in the wind, the breeze making a hollow whistling sound as it whistled through his reibcage. He stopped at the wall, and then noticed the small child that was there. She looked about five or six, and was kicking a small ball around. The also looked like she had a cold, as she was sniffing a lot. Ember regarded her for a while while she kicked her ball around, waiting for her to leave.

"Hello?" He said, hesitantly.

She sniffled slightly and looked up at him. She blinked, and said quietly, "Are you a skelton?" He regared her for a moment. Too old to scream and run away, and too old for her sight to just pass over him.

In other words, too stupid to run, and to smart to not see him. But he didn't particularly like killing, especially when it was so..... small. And rather cuddly. "Yes." The child nodded sagely, and said, "I thought so. Yous looks like the skeltons  in the musum." She squinted at him for a moment. "Hows you walking?" Ember considered the question for a moment. "I'm not quite sure, actually." The child nodded, and then lost interest. She continued to kick the ball. Ember wasn't quite sure what to do in this situation. "Erm. Don't you have somewhere to go or something?" The child nodded, and looked up at him again. "Yus. But i don't wanna be there roight now." She sniffed loudly. "Why's you here?" Ember paused. And shrugged. "Why do you want me to go 'way?" Ember decided that the truth would probably work here.

"I want you to leave so that I can touch a specific brick in this wall," He gestured to the wall, "and then the brick wall will disapear, and I will enter a caf'e for evil doers around the world so that i may plot with them, perchance to scheme." The child nodded sagely, wiped her nose on the sleeve, and picked up her ball. "So it won't work if I'm here with yous?" Ember nodded. "Humm. So then I should probly go 'way now so that yous can do your thing?" "Er, yes, just about." The child nodded, and then promptly left, with a happy expression onher face, no doubt ready to tell her mother about meeting this big tall "skelton" in the alley.

Ember waited a few seconds, and then tuched the brick.

If someone was walking down the alley at that time, all that they would here was a rapidly reseding sound of a soft clicking of bone on tile, muffled by a covering of leather. But they would dismiss it as their imagination.

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submitted by Chinchilla
(February 10, 2018 - 4:39 pm)

*Bows* I'm actually rather happy with how that came off.

Unfortuately, I'm pretty sure this RP is dead.

But I'm pretty sure I can resurrect it with enough determination. *Crackles knuckles* And I've probably got enough of that.

That's actually really bad for your hands, you know.

Yes. That's why I wrote it, and didn't actually do the action in and of itself.  As I just said, I'm pretty sure I can top this enough. Sorry Admins, but there is plenty of work coming your way very, very soon. Apologies for making your day longer than it should be. But you might want to get ready, and hoepfully not annoyed with me for this. I'm going to post a lot soon.

As in in about five seconds.

 

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