♠ 3 ♠ - I'm the monster who's gonna devour you all. -
[A. Action // Olney's Tavern]
[If you knew of the events on the Flying Pussyfoot in December 1931 or the true reason behind his alias, Vino, you'd have a hard time distinguishing the tavern from the conductor car on the Flying Pussyfoot or just a normal everyday hit. The walls are covered in the blood of the drone patrons and co-workers and so is he. A silver revolver with a noticeable scratch on the side (made by a certain Mexican girl's katana) in his hands.]
Hey, anyone mind cleanin' this mess up? I've gotta couple errands to run that I completely forgot about.
[Just then, out of the corner of his eye he notices a drone moving. He walks over and kneals down next to him and picks him up by his hair.]
Hello Mr. Williams, you really don't look good. Maybe you should rest a little while. If you go home lookin' like this that wife o' yours will know what you've been doin' after work.
[He then picks up a knife from the table and cuts his throat. Before the drone man can completely bleed out, he drops him and he's gone.]
[B. Action // ANYWHERE IN TOWN!!]
[A blood soaked man in a bartender getup is walking through town. The drones don't notice the blood at all and cheerfully wave at him saying things like "Good afternoon, Mr. Stanfield!" They in turn get a cheerful reply back...as well as a nice little bullet hole in their heads when they start walking away. Approach him if you dare.]
((DISCLAIMER: Claire has been killdroned for not drinking the milk. Harm may come to your character. But I guess you already knew that.))
[If you knew of the events on the Flying Pussyfoot in December 1931 or the true reason behind his alias, Vino, you'd have a hard time distinguishing the tavern from the conductor car on the Flying Pussyfoot or just a normal everyday hit. The walls are covered in the blood of the drone patrons and co-workers and so is he. A silver revolver with a noticeable scratch on the side (made by a certain Mexican girl's katana) in his hands.]
Hey, anyone mind cleanin' this mess up? I've gotta couple errands to run that I completely forgot about.
[Just then, out of the corner of his eye he notices a drone moving. He walks over and kneals down next to him and picks him up by his hair.]
Hello Mr. Williams, you really don't look good. Maybe you should rest a little while. If you go home lookin' like this that wife o' yours will know what you've been doin' after work.
[He then picks up a knife from the table and cuts his throat. Before the drone man can completely bleed out, he drops him and he's gone.]
[B. Action // ANYWHERE IN TOWN!!]
[A blood soaked man in a bartender getup is walking through town. The drones don't notice the blood at all and cheerfully wave at him saying things like "Good afternoon, Mr. Stanfield!" They in turn get a cheerful reply back...as well as a nice little bullet hole in their heads when they start walking away. Approach him if you dare.]
((DISCLAIMER: Claire has been killdroned for not drinking the milk. Harm may come to your character. But I guess you already knew that.))