THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Oct 10, 2023 22:39:09 GMT
Post by Ghouligan on Oct 10, 2023 22:39:09 GMT
“Yeah, this is a nice moment.” Antoine wasn’t sure how to deal with her simplistic, honest nature other than to mimic the sentiment. What was he supposed to say? This moment will be one of many lost to the sands of time? Sometimes, it was easier to lie. Especially when someone was offering a kindness not often given by strangers. His stomach kept bubbling. “Simple how? What’s your favorite—” Antoine gagged. He covered his mouth. “Your favorite—” He gagged again. What the hell is happening? Tears started to form in his eyes — he wasn’t sad, he wasn’t in pain. It was an involuntary reaction from when you vomited. He gagged a final time, holding himself together. But soon, he’d break. Bernard stepped out of the room. “Okay, it’s been ten minutes. Let me help you with the—” Antoine barfed. It was a slug. It shot out of his mouth and onto the ground. It began to crawl towards Antoine’s leg who promptly raised his foot in disgust. “Why was that in my mouth?!” English again. “Don’t step on it!” Bernard put his hand on Antoine’s chest and reached into his pocket. He pulled out the bottle. “Come on, buddy. I know, I know, my baby’s tired.” The slug crawled back into the bottle. “When he’s rested, he’ll turn back into liquid. Then you can swallow the drink and speak Japanese again. Or whatever language. It usually takes an hour.” “I…” Antoine’s face was dumbstruck. “No, no. Keep it. Looks like you need it.” Bernard winked and nudged Antoine’s side. “You little flirt, you.” “I…” Antoine was too disgusted to process or fight against the unwarranted teasing. “I gotta go.” “Right, right.” Bernard turned to Chiharu, speaking Japanese. “Excuse us, he’s feeling a bit under the weather. And here I thought he had butterflies in his stomach.” Another wink. “We will be off now.” Bernard waved. “Buy-bye everyone~” He wrapped his arm around Antoine and muttered in his ear. “Ahhh, things didn’t work out. I tried to get a good deal but have you seen the cut of his meat? No good. No good, at all. “Yeah, yeah…” Antoine said, dazed. “Knife’s too dull.” “Thank you!!” Bernard clapped his hands before returning to a whisper. “That’s what I said!!”
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
ALIAS
Ghouligan
OCCUPATION
Security
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Science Friction
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Oct 10, 2023 22:26:48 GMT
Post by Ghouligan on Oct 10, 2023 22:26:48 GMT
People scream. Their voices echo throughout the streets and into the ears of a nondescript security guard. Bernie’s Burgers, an American restaurant, closes in fifteen minutes. A man with tan skin, and littered with tattoos, looks at their boss. They have a silent understanding as they nod toward each other. Bernard knows the deal. When there’s danger, he lets his security deal with it. It’s better than letting the danger come to him. Covering for property damage is no-bueno. Now, if things took a turn for the worse, then at least the city insurance would cover it. And his personal rates wouldn’t take a hit, either! Antoine, however, only cares about one thing: changing the damn world. Heroes be damned, buildings be damned, laws be damned. He grabs a suitcase from the backroom and runs out toward the street. He travels through the alleyways where he has a chance to pull on the four-link chain from his abdomen. He dons on the skull mask and plucks the pool stick from the suitcase, combining two separate pieces into one, functional weapon. Little does he know what lies ahead. An amorphous blob of pink and green hues that seems to be eating civilians indiscriminately. Not only can you see them melting, but you can hear them melting, too. If your ears aren’t deafened by their bloody screams, that is.
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Ghouligan
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Security
EVENT TOKENS
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Science Friction
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Oct 10, 2023 22:06:40 GMT
Post by Ghouligan on Oct 10, 2023 22:06:40 GMT
“I’m probably important to some people.” Antoine wasn’t sure of that. After his father’s passing, who did he have in his life anymore? When it came to matters of importance, Antoine was a negative force. The people he killed deserved to die, but even they had people who mourned them. And the victims might have felt some relief — divine retribution favored them. If Antoine was important, it was in the most abstract of senses there were no tangible bonds he could speak of. Unless you count Bernard. Christ. “But I don’t want to be a king or a hero or change the world.” Antoine was lying, of course. But she didn’t need to see what made him tick. The closer he kept things to his chest the better. But leaning into his civilian persona — the version of him he wanted circulating — he found an opportunity to open up. “My brother’s in Japan. Maybe I’ll be important to him.” He let out a small laugh. What the hell was that rant? “Not as important as food is to you. If I can eat it, then it’s good enough. Low bar.” Antoine crossed his arms, as a thought crossed his mind. “But Bernard might be interested in your critique. He’s got a huge ego about the authenticity of American cuisine and all that.” Antoine felt something bubbling in his stomach. Gross. What is that?
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Science Friction
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 9, 2023 21:23:52 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]LOCKER ROOM APPLICATION - GHOULIGAN [attr="class","likedoinfo"] LINK TO COMPLETED CHARACTER SHEET: [x]LINK TO LOCKER ROOM: [x]OTHER: This update includes 4 upgrades (2 stats, 1 skill, 1 gear), 1 narrative addition, and 1 description adjustment. PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 9, 2023 0:30:44 GMT
While getting into position, the situation escalated. There were now two others dealing with the dragon. The first threw a rock that bounced harmlessly off its reinforced scales — they seemed akin to steel at first glance. If it weren’t for the stone, then Antoine would have wasted a pool ball doing the same thing. But there was still information to be gathered. When the tiger pounced on the dragon and tore flesh off its back, he knew that this beast could be harmed. The question was whether he could harm it. There was no guarantee he could trust these two. There was no guarantee they’d be able to coordinate with each other. And even if they could, would they let this person, whoever they were, die? Antoine pulled the four-link chain and his body transformed from flesh to force as black wisps formed a silhouette approximating a human. He donned a demon mask, one he had been named after in the Caribbean. These same wisps manifested in the briefcase before him. He pulled out his modified pool stick and pool balls. They were now coated in melted steel originating from his four-link chain — now five-links and made of force, too. Aiming the pool ball at the spine of the dragon, he slammed the pool stick against it — the projectile flew and made contact, damaging the scales but ultimately failing to pierce through. “I guess I’ll have to use the tiger’s claws.” Antoine closed the distance, running toward the two engaged with the dragon. Trusting them was a gamble, but there were too many people at risk. It’d only take him a minute but it felt like forever on the battlefield.
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Ghouligan
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Security
EVENT TOKENS
100
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Science Friction
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 9, 2023 0:29:58 GMT
“Not long.” Time was nebulous. It could have been a week, it could have been a month. It all felt the same to him. A strange, foreign land with esoteric symbols etched onto every corner of the country. “But I don’t plan on staying much longer. Just visiting.” Somewhere, deep inside, he still believed this was a visit. In a few days — weeks at most — he’d find his brother, tell them of their father’s passing, and be on their way back to the Americas to meet his mother for the first time. It would be a simple process. Family came first, after all. “Fighting’s all I’m good at. So, I do it.” It was deeper than that. He didn’t do it because he was good at it, his skill demanded he fight. “I don’t think security guards are heroes or anything but they’re not bad people. Usually.” “Wait, while I’m standi—” The flames of hell flared beneath his skin. They roared against his insides as he gritted his teeth. He stood there, unmoving, his nails digging into his fingers as blood started to drip. The pain was unbearable but worse were the memories that came flooding back. “One more time.” He barely squeezed out. I deserve this.
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 9, 2023 0:29:34 GMT
“I don’t know my mother either.” It spilled out of him. Empathy tended to. “I grew up with my father back in the West.” Antoine overcorrected. When you show too much of who you truly are, you are stuck hiding the rest. He had recently learned a lesson in privacy. If he were to stay here, a byproduct of unfinished business — his roots reaching deeper into the country’s soil. He turned to the cuts of meat on display. Antoine knew nothing more than your standard, kitchen fair. As long as it was edible, he didn’t see the problem in how sloppy the cuts were. It’d still taste the same, right? “If I can eat it, then it’s good enough.” He shrugged, turning back to Saturday Prophet. “Oh, I’m not important, I’m the escort. Er, security.” Important clarification. Then again, maybe double-meanings weren’t an issue with this elixir he washed down. “That man is Bernard and he runs a restaurant. I just make sure no one gets hurt.”
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 5, 2023 1:25:43 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]MISSION APPLICATION - LOOSE ENDS [attr="class","likedoinfo"] CHARACTERS INVOLVED: Shion Utsui GhouliganMISSION TYPE: Threatening MISSION URL: [x]MISSION DESCRIPTION: Antoine hunts down a corrupt lawyer only to be interrupted by Shion, a future hero. It's a one-sided fight where Antoine liberally overuses his quirk to crush Shion's ideals. He pushes himself a bit too far when the police arrive, completely nullifying the movement of two bullets. The bluff works and the police let him walk away but not without newfound evidence against him — the eight-ball used to murder the lawyer. They start building a profile on "Ghouligan." OTHER: - PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 4, 2023 20:41:01 GMT
The creature exploded into bristles and splinters, falling to the ground like one would expect a broom to. Somehow, there were more questions than answers. Antoine would only take solace in the fact that he had saved the hero. If that wasn’t what happened, he’d come to find out soon. He’d scour the news over the next few days to keep track of this boy’s future. The lights were blinding. The cops pulled out their firearms, aiming them at Ghouligan. He had done his job. He didn’t need to hurt anyone else. And in order for them to wave their white flag, they’d have to understand the gap between them all. Ghouligan put his hand on his chest. Shoot. And they did. Before reaching him, the bullets stopped. You could see them spinning against the air before they came to a complete halt and fell to the ground, harmlessly. With shaking hands, the cops backed away. They knew their place. The red flash from Ghouligan’s chain went unnoticed. It hid between the flashing lights. He walked deeper into the alley, eventually disappearing from their sight. Free of the monster, the police would examine the bodies and begin the report. The hero was still alive. An ambulance would arrive shortly. The lawyer, however, had passed. And they collected the pool ball that had been used to kill him.
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Ghouligan
OCCUPATION
Security
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Science Friction
Archived
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 3, 2023 23:25:10 GMT
“I grew up in the Caribbean. Lots of traveling across the islands. Hard to consider any one of them a home.” She was scatterbrained. Her mind probably looked like her house. A mess. It was a wonder she got anything accomplished. Then again, maybe she was one of those genius types. If Bernard was recommending her, then she had either had to be good at what she did or do it illegally — probably both. Antoine’s hand slid in his pocket, grabbing his wallet. He stayed at Bernie’s so he didn’t have to pay rent as it was taken out of his check. And considering the great, affordable prices and his lack of expenses otherwise… he had saved up most of his few paychecks at this point. “No charge?” Then, he paused. “Oh. I know that one.” It was clunky. And not great. But it was definitely Japanese as opposed to the fluent, natural-sounding Español coming out of his mouth prior. “Fat American Burger.” Then he switched back to English. “It’s the only thing I know how to say apparently.” He thought back to the confusion over ‘mochi, mochi.’ Was that wrong?“Let me know what you can fix. I have these,” He showed off various small cuts, bruises, and callouses across his hands and forearms. “Then, uh, these.” He lifted his shirt a little to show off some of the scars on his torso. “Have some on my thighs, too.” Antoine let his shirt back and then turned around, pointing to his back. “And my back hurts. Like all the time. I’m used to it but I wouldn’t mind if it didn’t.”
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 3, 2023 23:24:43 GMT
“Nice to meet you, Satpropet.” Sure, he knew Japanese now, but how the fuck do you spell Saturday Prophet? “You can call me Antoine. Or, uh, Ant.” Not only was Antoine new to Japan, he was completely unfamiliar with their customs. He had no reason to believe that Satpropet was not her first name. Nor did he have reason to believe that people generally introduced themselves in such a way. “It’s been…” Take care of the customer while the butcher’s busy. What a dumb, dumb order. Antoine was good a punching things, not talking to people. Maybe if they knew each other, or had anything in common, but small talk was impossible. Then again, they did mention Mother’s day. “Are you grabbing some food for a Mother’s day celebration or somethin’?” Antoine didn’t have a mom. Well, he did. But he didn’t know her. The same way he had a brother and didn’t know him. Sucks that he can’t even call her today, since he doesn’t have her number. Would she even want to see him all things considered? This is too heavy for a butcher shop. Also, it’s so weird speaking Japanese. To think I only have ten minutes… Can I think in Japanese? Holy shit. I am.
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 3, 2023 1:46:38 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]MISSION APPLICATION - HELL IS WAITING [attr="class","likedoinfo"] CHARACTERS INVOLVED: Chernobog GhouliganMISSION TYPE: Threatening MISSION URL: [x]MISSION DESCRIPTION: Antoine is Red's bodyguard, a client who needs protection for unknown reasons. He thinks it's a normal job until he's confronted by an assassin with a devastating quirk. They come to blows until Chernobog eventually kills Red. Antoine makes it out alive by the skin of his teeth. End scene. OTHER: - PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 2, 2023 21:27:12 GMT
The assassin would even find their own clothing elusive, as everything in the area including his own limbs would slip out of his grasp. By the time he could plant his feet on the ground and pluck ashes from the fabrics of his clothing, Antoine would have disappeared.
Elsewhere. “Bernard,” Antoine had never spoken to him like this before. “Who the hell was that?” He pushed his boss against the wall, lifting him in the air so he couldn’t escape. Bernard wouldn’t have been able to anyway, but this was insurance. The kind of insurance he wanted to give Red. “I’m just a security guard. You put me on death row,” Antoine yelled, “And now, there’s blood on my hands. Someone died because of you.” “Someone died because of you,” Bernard smiled. “It was your job. And you failed. And that’s why you’re so upset.” He’s silent. “And you’re not just a security guard.” Bernard continued. This demeanor was different from every interaction they’ve had at Bernie’s Burgers. His inauthentic aura evaporated — this was the real Bernard. “We saw what happened. And we’re impressed. Sad that we lost rest but he was a dead man. No one w eknow could have stopped that assassin. But you did survive…” “And?” “And that means there’s a new offer on the table.” “I’m done working for you.” “No, you’re not, Ant.” Bernard sighed. He was over it. “I am. I’m done.” “Then more people will die. To assassins like him. To him.” Bernard felt his feet touch the ground. “Work for us and we’ll get you a rematch.” “I’m going home.” Antoine let go. He shoves his hands into his pocket and walks away. He stops. “I’ll be in at 10.” “Your shift starts at 8.” “I’ll be in at 10.” “10 is it, Ghouligan.”
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
ALIAS
Ghouligan
OCCUPATION
Security
EVENT TOKENS
100
QUIRK
Science Friction
Archived
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 2, 2023 21:12:23 GMT
Antoine stood at a crossroads. His freedom stood before him but the sound of a paranormal creature gorging itself on the innocent drowned out the police sirens. He looked back at the scene and saw the wretched creature consuming its own host. Or perhaps that creature was the host itself? Was it possible for what Antoine presumed was the hero to be the quirk? Or was the sinister truth lurking below? The police arrive just in time to see Antoine pulling back his pool stick. He slams it against the eleven-ball and looks to destroy the accursed creature before him. He would be lying if he said he understood what was happening, but consumption of another was a tough sell. Even if he was incorrect, he made the right call. “Don’t get any closer,” Antoine warned in English. “It’s dangerous.” Thankfully, one of the officers understood the language. While they were wary of his appearance, they weren’t too eager to confront the cannibal before them — even you could even call them that. What the hell are you?
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THE DEMON OF ANTILLES 🎱
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Ghouligan
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Security
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Science Friction
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Post by Ghouligan on Oct 2, 2023 2:22:18 GMT
If there was anything he learned while in Japan, it was to nod along to whatever people were saying. They usually said what they needed, smiled, and went on their way. And he’d use this tactic on this unsuspecting woman until it was his turn to speak. Perhaps she knew English. Once he had a moment to interject, he’d ask. But the moment never revealed itself. Antoine was familiar with the speed people spoke Spanish. Hell, he fell victim to its trappings, too, especially when he was excited or passionate or arguing with someone over something mildly annoying. It wasn’t until she did the same to him in a foreign language did he realize what gibberish he must have been saying to unsuspecting, un-fluent ears. She stopped. He went to open his mouth and before he could get a word out she interrupted him. This time, in a language he understood. Thank god.“Spanish, yeah.” He let out a deep breath and the tension in his shoulders disappeared. He hadn’t realized how stressed he had been until someone spoke in his tongue again. “I think I’m supposed to be here?” Antoine showed the address on the sheet he had. “A place for healing, right?”
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