[IC] Hell's coffee lounge

[thewizardguy]

"Stigmata are self-inflicted wounds. It was discovered when a religious man woke up one day with the marks on Jesus. Round bleeding holes in his hands where he had been nailed to the cross. Of course, he was not, as he claimed, the reincarnation of Jesus. However, he had believed so strongly that he was that his body had obliged him, and broken down it's own cells." Bob sits back, and holds up his palms, and a round hole opens up in it. "That is the power of belief. One belief, was able to do that. Now imagine if everyone's dreams, your nightmares, your hopes, your creativity, your pain. Imagine if that all were to become sentient." Bob leans in close, and for a moment, you can see who he truly is. This form is but a sham, an appearance created in the world. You see a thousand fragmented dreams, in a single gem-like form, crystallized. "I am, quite literally, the power of the human imagination manifest."

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias looks close, his eyes widen slightly. He leans back. "... I am speechless."

[shion sonozoki]

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[Wraithblade6]

Mithias glanced around a bit. "Human imagination, then surely this is your realm. I've never seen anything like this. I'm not sure what I should do with myself... frankly, I'm not sure I am myself." He looked at his newfound friend. "What is to stop me from say... changing myself into a dragon?"

[thewizardguy]

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias glanced around a bit. "Human imagination, then surely this is your realm. I've never seen anything like this. I'm not sure what I should do with myself... frankly, I'm not sure I am myself." He looked at his newfound friend. "What is to stop me from say... changing myself into a dragon?"

"If you believed you were a dragon, then you might. But you don't, do you? You believe you are a vampire." Bob goes silent, looking at you expectantly and allowing the implication to hang in the air, before continuing. "There is a limit to what one human mind can do. I am the power of billions of humans combined. As such, I have created and shaped this realm to my heart's content. This is the Coffee Lounge, there is also the Theatre."

[AnriuSB]

In the corner sits a lone man, shrouded in shadow. He simply listen to the goings on of the lounge. He looks to be a character who stepped out of spaghetti western and was frozen in time. He sips on a single cup of inter-dimensional coffee, seeming to enjoy it.

He is intrigued by the conversation of the two across from him, and curious as too the origin of the girl who lurks near them. Upon closer inspection, one might find something off about this man. Perhaps they would notice the animal like ears that stick out from under his hat. If not that, then maybe the all too sharp teeth that glean when he smiles. Or finally, the strange tail that protrudes from his lower back.

Anyone capable of telekinesis would probably know that this mans' name is Samuel, and that he is a lycanthrope of the cat variety. They may even uncover that he has no relatives, and has no knowledge of ever having any. One thing they would definitely not overlook would be his skill as a Pyro-mancer.

On the note of Pyro-mancy, a skilled wizard may detect that Marcus Swayne's own magical energy is blue, instead of the regular orange that a Pyro-mancer would carry. A skilled and knowledgeable scholar may be able to take this curiosity even further and Identify him as the keeper of the blue flame.

But of course...

this would all be under assumption.

No one would know for sure until they approached the man who simply listened on from the corner of the lounge.

[Wraithblade6]

"The theater?" Mithias was intrigued. This whole place was a theater to some degree, nonetheless, "I suppose, since I'm here, I should see it. I can't say I enjoy the drinks here." He tapped a finger on the table accusingly.

[NoahFire]

Angel teleports beside Mithias "I know sence your new you don't know much, so I'd advise to not go to the Theater." She says as a warning.

[Wraithblade6]

Mith turned his head to the side, setting his golden eyes on the girl in the sweatshirt and red sneakers. "Hello." His fangs were apparent as he greeted her. Getting up to speak to a lady properly, "Thank you for the warning. I am Mithias." The vampire looked at her questioningly, waiting for more information.

[NoahFire]

Wraithblade6 said
Mith turned his head to the side, setting his golden eyes on the girl in the sweatshirt and red sneakers. "Hello." His fangs were apparent as he greeted her. Getting up to speak to a lady properly, "Thank you for the warning. I am Mithias." The vampire looked at her questioningly, waiting for more information.

"I'm angel, angel minamoto." Angel says "and no prob, but seriously if you go to the theatre your pretty much screwed.. The theatre is bobs domain. He controls it." Angel explains. Angels yellow eyes seem to faintly glow. "I see you are a vampire. I'm an archangel.. Yea go ahead and laugh I'm an angel named angel.. Har har..." Angel says. "Now, seeing as how I don't like this outfit I think I'll change into my normal outfit." Angel says before snapping her fingers. Angels clothing changes to a green creeper hoodie, light blue jeans that are slightly torn at the knees, and a pair of light brown leather boots. Angels pure bright white wings are folded on her back. "There's a lot of people you should stay away from here. I'll explain a bit later, don't wanna ruin everyone's "fun" because then I'll be screwed.." Angel says and grumbles a bit under her breath.

[Wraithblade6]

The vampire blinked. "I see. At first I thought myself passed on to the hell of the afterlife, and I resigned myself to my fate. Now I realize I may merely be in another dimension, one heavily influenced by this... 'aspect.'" Mithias looked back at Bob. Who do I trust? I still have no idea."

[NoahFire]

Angel smiled innocently "well I'm a good guy. So you can trust me if your a good guy. If your a bad guy... Well then I guess if have to attack you... But I wont. You don't seem like a bad guy.." Angel says

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias frowned slightly, certainly the angel's criteria was dubious. "Hmm. If you decide otherwise, do me the favor of informing me before you decide to do anything else. So, why are you helping me?"

[NoahFire]

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias frowned slightly, certainly the angel's criteria was dubious. "Hmm. If you decide otherwise, do me the favor of informing me before you decide to do anything else. So, why are you helping me?"

"Because I like informing people of the dangers, i feel bad if I don't warn people. There's a lot of bad guys here. So if be carefull if I were you. A lot of bad guys are tricky. And I'm a good guy, so it's kinda my job to help people when I can." Angel says still smiling, except now the smile is friendly. "Are you a good or bad guy?" Angel asks.

[Wraithblade6]

"That depends on your perspective."

[NoahFire]

Wraithblade6 said
"That depends on your perspective."

"Well what do you think of yourself as?" Angel asks.

[Wraithblade6]

Mithias tilted his head. "Good."

[NoahFire]

Wraithblade6 said
Mithias tilted his head. "Good."

Angel smiled "good." She says. Angel spreads her wings "now I think I'll take my leave if I am no longer needed or wanted." She says.

[AreYouMyMummy]

((Hi, I'm new)) The air shakes with a dissonant noise, as a blue police box appears in the middle of the room, fading in and out before stopping with a resounding thud. ((Stopping here for now. :)))

[Wraithblade6]

"Wait. You still haven't told me about who I should..." A blue box suddenly dropped in, and Mithias stopped. It looked like they had another newcomer.