The Critic

Coal

Tyler looked up to the two men that had walked in and stood up. "Excuse me sirs, give me a moment, I'll be right with you." He walked behind the counter into the back room and changed back into his work outfit. As he took his coat off, he felt the necklace he bought in his pocket. Tyler took the necklace out, took a moment to admire the design once more, and put it on and tucked it under his shirt. He quickly washed his hands off splashed water on his face to try and calm down after the panic in the courtyard. As he walked back to the front of the shop, he put on a smile and tried to appear friendly. "Sorry about that. How may I help you?"

Coal

Alright, I might come up with a new character within a few days if no one else joins. Any preferences on what kind I should make if I do?

Can I get a warm welcome?

An eraser? Wow, I didn't know any existed here! It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Eraser.

Coal

Tyler stepped back from the radio set he had been working on for almost two weeks. Normally fixing radios was a small task that took 8 hours, and that was if he wasn't working his hardest. But this set had been a custom order and contained a plethora of small parts that had to be taken out before anyone could even get to the small power source in the center, which just happened to be what needed repairing. As he looked at the mahogany box and took a second to admire it's almost regal detailing. The golden curves engrained in the wood made the radio a piece of art, even though it's function was to simply listen to music and the occasional afternoon talkshow. As Tyler carried the radio to the storeroom in the workshop, he heard the sound of cheer outside his shop. "Oh yeah," he said aloud to himself. "They're unveiling the new clock today." He decided that if he didn't have any customers come in within five minutes, he would go and join the festival. As he walked to the front of the shop, he noticed that the normal group of two or three customers that were there each day to check on their machines weren't there. Tyler shrugged, went back into the actual shop, and washed his face off with a rag. As he looked into the mirror above the small work sink, he noticed his trademark stubble was starting to grow again. "Guess I'll have to trim it up later," he whispered to himself. He took off his work shirt, which was a plain white shirt, and put on his normal one and his jacket over that. As he stepped out of the shop, he turned and locked the door. Considering the fact that the sounds of cheer was echoing back at him, Tyler assumed the sound earlier was a group of people on their way to the festival. Just as he had taken the key out of the lock, a new wave of partygoers had just reached his shop and pushed him along with them. As he was being buffeted down the street, he thought about the festival and whether it was a good idea to possibly miss a few customers by going. As soon as he got there, he realized that he made the right decision; It seemed like everyone in Londonary had shown up to see the unveiling. The group that had practically carried him down the street dispersed, and Tyler took a more leisurely pace down the stalls. He stopped at a small one with a simple scarlet cloth on the top that was more on the outside of the stalls and saw an older woman, probably in her 60s, sitting behind it. As he approached, she smiled at him and began to stand. "Hello young man, care to buy some jewelry for your young lady?" Tyler chuckled. "No lady to buy jewelry for, madam. Work keeps me far too busy for such things." Regardless, he looked at her stock and his gaze fell upon a necklace. It looked like an ordinary necklace, except the small chain that made the loop wasn't made out of chainlinks, but a bunch of micro gears that were connected, and the piece hanging from the end were two small screwdrivers that were crossed. "Excuse me," he said as he picked it up, "How much for this one?" The lady looked at the necklace and then to Tyler. "What's your interest in it? I thought you didn't have a lady to purchase anything for." "Well, I'm a mechanic. Just the style of it reminded me of work, that's all." As soon as he said it, he realized how addicted to his job he sounded. She chuckled. "I guess I'll only charge you 15 dollars." Tyler took the money out of his pocket and handed it to the Lady, thanked her, and walked off with his new necklace. He hadn't taken five steps before he saw cotton candy and immediately speed walked over to the stall. He ordered one and walked towards the middle of the plaza, thought better of it, and began walking more towards the outside of the stall area. As he walked past a house, he noticed his doctor sitting on a box. He was about to walk up and say hello, but realized that he was with a woman and they both had their eyes closed. I shouldn't disturb them, I wouldn't want to be if I was him." Tyler walked on a bit, browsing the stalls, then heard the Mayor's voice ring out with, "Welcome, everyone." As he gave his speech, the Mayor thanked the Aristocrats for donating money to the project. "Of course you would you cheap bastard!" someone yelled out in front of him. The guy was instantly surrounded by police forces and was dragged off. Though they had gagged him, he was still attempting to yell insults. As the Mayor attempted to restart his speech, the clocktower chimed the new midday and the sheet covering the now 36-hour clock fell off. As soon as it did, the first thing that was noticable was the body impaled on the hour hand, and the trail of blood following it. After a few moments of silence, the crowd started yelling and running away. Tyler thanked himself for deciding to stand closer to the outside of the plaza and ran for his shop, hoping to get away from the charging crowd. As he got to his shop to try and escape the flood of people, he fumbled with the key in his pocket. Just as he got the door unlocked and slammed the door behind him, part of the crowd ran past the door. Tyler backed into the wall and slid down, wondering who would have a reason for causing such a scene.

Coal

I would but I'm at school currently. I can in a couple of hours or so, my third class is pretty much a chill class

Coal

In my defense, I was making a civilian when there was only one character posted lol.

Coal

Name: Tyler Jeremiah Age: 32 Appearance: Lean build, defined jaw line and light stubble; bright green eyes and dark brown, almost black hair

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Faction: Civilian: Mechanic Sidearm: A spring-activated knife that Tyler constructed himself in his free time. The blade is longer than a typical pocket knife but otherwise is the same. Skills: Tyler is good at fixing basic machines and small gadgets. Having grown up working in his father's mechanic shop, and since his father's death taken over the business, he's gotten his share of experience. Bio: Tyler grew up in a decent household. That is to say, he always had at least two meals a day. His father owned a machine shop in the lower end of the City of Londonary. When he was 9, Tyler's father brought him into the shop to start learning the trade of being a mechanic. Tyler quickly grew accustomed to the dirt and grime that came with working on machines, and soon grew a talent. After his father passed away at the age of 53, Tyler took over the shop at 17. Once he began working on his own, he started promoting the shop, which he renamed Machine's Cure. Over the years, he's gotten a steady flow of business and income, and has a house in the middle class area of the city, though the shop is more in the lower end section. Instead of finding a different job to get out of the lower end area, he continues to work at his shop. This is mostly in dedication respect to his father, who kept him fed and healthy, but also due to his skill in fixing machines.

Coal

That seems like all pretty standard stuff (wanting a stable income, cleaning up mess) and when it comes to images they're only a reference anyway.

NuttsnBolts

That's fair enough. I just didn't know if I needed to be the kind of worker that lives in the dirt haha. Should have the CS done tomorrow, maybe today if I don't distract myself too much.

Coal

Alright, I know I'm asking a lot of questions, sorry about that. I was just curious, would it be possible to have a fairly successful mechanic? I'm not trying to be rolling in money, just enough to afford nicer clothes and clean up in the evenings instead of being dirty and wearing rags all the time. If that's what it has to be it's fine, it's just a lot easier finding images for nicer clothes.

Coal

That's a good point on the machines, didn't really think about it that much. And some of the previous RPs I've been on have had people posting three a day and the such, so I wanted to make sure haha. I shall begin work on a CS. Should I PM it to you?