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Charlie Peterson



A velvet red robe tied at the waist with a gold rope perfectly accented his tall pointed blue hat decorated in moons and stars. Even though it was a Mickey Mouse Fantasia outfit, he made it his own with every strut. Charlie felt proud, even with his ridiculous wizard get up on. He found it fitting considering what he was about to do. Even when the oversized pointed hat fell onto his nose he still enjoyed making the carnies squirm. This particular one was dabbling in a game called three-card monte, and he happened to be using the oldest slight of hand in the book. The man was clearly practiced, as even when he knew what to look for he couldn't see it. But after a few suckers came up and lost Charlie noticed something, a slip up that gave the entire act away. Charlie bet small then larger and larger and after he was 200$ in the whole he broke the man.

"Double or nothing." Charlie exclaimed with a fake agitation to his voice, he pulled out his money and gave it a quick pull to insure it was real. He put it on the table as the man began flipping around the cards, Charlie held back a smirk as the man pulled the same move once more.

"That one is the red." Charlie said as he picked up the card and flipped it. The man sat there mouth agape, and as Charlie focused on the card he noticed a tension in the air. He threw his hand down onto the man's, and shot him a look that said ' don't even think about running'. Then he released his grip and the man forked over the money begrudgingly before vacating his small tent. Charlie then turned around and held out a deck of cards.

He opened the pack and did a large fan flourish showing all 52 faces to a small group of passersby, a woman picked one and shoved it to the middle of the deck. Charlie asked them all to snap and the card jumped to the top of the deck. A man from the crowd this time took the card and with his own two hands shoved it into the deck. He handed it back to Charlie with skepticism, Charlie once more asked the group to snap. The card returned to the top of the deck. Charlie then continued on with trick after trick, being accused left and right of being and ink meta-human and a cheater. Until finally he himself amassed a crowd, just enough to put a wave into the market's traffic. Charlie stood on the table the swindler was using earlier and continued his show. Coins, cards, dollar bills he was using anything thrown at him for tricks and taking audience participation. It was the largest crowd Charlie had ever performed for and he was terrified out of his mind. As the clapping grew louder he began to sweat and he began to lose his nerve. However he kept powering through each trick...

My post will be up shortly just trying to leave it as open for interaction as possible
Charlie watches the man roll just to insure he stays down. He then moved to pick up his staff quickly snatching it off of the ground. He runs his hands along it dusting it off and finding his grip again at the same time. He holsters it onto his back once more and starts off towards the others. However when he gets to the edge he stops.

That totem... Something doesn't feel right here. He shouts to the others,

"Mind the totem!" Nothing more nothing less needs to be said. But the last thing Charlie wants to do is get himself caught in a trap. However for fear of being left behind he continues after the others and down the ladder to help his companion.
I also have a few ideas for some interaction if anyone's interested.

I am!


Charlie stood steady as the man reached for his ankle. He looked down at the man with pity, this poor sap tried so very hard. A man too big to know what to do with himself. A shame his journey ended so soon, he could have proved a useful ally.

"Hands. Off" He said as he stomped toward the man's hand. He then dropped to one knee and grabbed the man by the throat and whispered.

"Destiny has not been kind to you this day." He released the man's throat and stood again defiantly unwavering at whatever the man attempted to do. Then when he raised his head just right he swiftly kicked under his chin and forward. Pointing his toes and using the full force of his knee to control the momentum.

Name: Marcus Stephenson
Age: 22
Short Bio: Marcus was born into the wealthy Stephenson family and is/was heir to one of the biggest fortunes in the world. However after his father gave up on him and rewrote his will Marcus gave up on himself too. He quit the Lacrosse team at his college and began drinking heavily. Everyday turned into a party and he was just throwing away what little relation he had with his family. Finally Marcus financially bottomed out and times got desperate... Leading him to where he is now.
Personality: Marcus is what most would call an obnoxious A**hole. Truth be told he's just all about having a good time. He's quick with a joke whether the time is appropriate or not. He's essentially your stereotypical wanna-be frat boy, except he's too dorky to be one.
Skills: He's fun?, once watched the entire series of the office in one sitting, Courageous (Stupidity), Athletic
Extra: Has a skirt fetish.
Not too scared yet! I read most if not all of the OOC stuff! Can someone summarize the IC or should I read that too? I just kinda want to get cracking on my cs
@A Tattooed GirlYes I am!
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