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Wolvenhold · #21 (**permalink**) 07-01-2009

Introduction:

The bar was quiet, Elliot leaned over his beer, only the dregs were left and it was warm. Sprawled out on the bar in front of him were his notes, ideas for his next story. Jim, the owner of the bar, didn't mind his mess, Elliot was a regular.

"Hey Jim, can i grab another beer here?" Elliot mumbled as he shuffled through the notes and made meanigless marks on them with his pen. The beer clunked down next to his arm wordlessly, frothy and cold.

"Thanks Jim." he mumbled
"So Elliot, why you dressed up so fancy?" Jim asked.
"Going outta town tonight, meeting with a new publisher, gonna see if we can't sign a new deal for my next book. Now if you don't mind jim i've got to sort out these notes before i leave."
"DO you need someone to look after Mouse?"
"Nah thanks Jim, he can come with me, there'll be room in the car."
Mouse moved his head slightly at the mention of his name, Elliot leaned down and scrathed him behind the ears.
"Well anyhow Jim." Elliot said, scooping his papers up into a briefcase and pulling his long brown trenchcoat over his buisness suit, "I gotta run, put those beers on my tab."
"Will do Elliot, see you later."

As Elliot appraoched the door to leave the bar it burst open and a Man shuffled inside, his head was bleeding and he stank of stale sweat and dirt.
"You okay Mister?" Elliot inquiered holding out a hand to steady. Mouse went crazy, barking with a massive reverbial tone.
"Knock it off Mouse!" Elliot said, lightly clipping the dog's ear with his hand. But mouse continued to bark.
The man lunged forward, at first Elliot thought he was collpasing, but then he realised the man was trying to bite him. Elliut pushed him away, and Mouse lunged his massive body pushing the man to the ground. The man struggled spastically as Mouse pinned him down.

"What the fuck is this?" Elliot muttered. The patrons of the bar were panicing, running for the door, Jim had grabbed the shotgun from under the counter.
"You hear that Elliot?"
Elliot cocked his ear, he cpould hear faint screams from outside.
"Some weird shit." is happening said Jim. "I think you better go home, find a gun if you've got one."
"yeah said Elliot, i've got a magnum at home, keepsake i always used to tell myself. Looks like i'm gonna need it... See you round Jim." Eliot barged out of the door, headed for home.

The street was chaos.

... Okay, ill post IC a little later

ZombieKiller · #22 (**permalink**) 07-01-2009

((yes! I'm so excited!))
Name:Riley Mitchell
Age:21
Gender: Male
Physique: wiry but still muscular and tall
Occupation: mechanic especially muscle cars
Short Bio:he has lived in this town all his life, and frankly he's fine with just fixing cars and having a few beers and the pub

The air was very electric, and though it wasn't storming yet, Riley knew that it would be a whopper. He was leaning over the open hood of one of his clients cars, a 1969 Chevy Camaro, a beautiful car. Oil was all over his hands and his blue work jumpsuit was muted and stained with old and new oil. It was part of the job and Riley loved it. Ted, his coworker was walking out the door right now, wiping his hands clean with a stained rag, "see ya Riley, don't stay too late man, remember me and the misses got out wedding tomorrow." Riley smiled "and how the hell are you supposed to pay for that with a shit paying job like this?" he joked. For an odd reason Ted didn't laugh and that made the situation really awkward. ted turned away and walked out of the garage. "later Riley" what the hells wrong with him? riley went back to fixing the vehicle. weird night

ZombieKiller · #23 (**permalink**) 07-01-2009

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Originally Posted by MrMystic

Wow, epic pic, sorry. I'll be editing the intro in a bit...just saving my spot.

Character Name: Seth Pryor

Age: 23

Gender: Male
Physique:

Occupation: Mechanic

Short Bio: Seth spent much of his boyhood in Middleton, and remembers it fondly. His mother dealt with the Seth's father's by having a string of loser boyfriends and chemical dependencies. Last week she OD'd, landing herself in the hospital before dying at the ripe old age of 45, and Seth drove from Oregon to be at her funeral and arrange her affairs.

Introduction:

((lol sorry I just chose Mechanic didn't mean to copy I didn't even see yours))