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AND WE MEAN TO GO ON AND ON AND ON -
Name: Dr. Ed Vile
Personality: In a world where nearly everyone wears a mask and lies with their face, Vile is no exception.
His mask? Sophisticated, charming, and considerate. Well, I guess to a certain extent he is, but there are far more defined traits he possesses than those...virtues. Devastatingly devious, a tease with a capital T, and arrogance that would put any human pride to shame are only a few of the accurate ways to describe the Dr. Be careful though! While he may appear to be the most laid back in a crowd, his temper is white hot and fierce. It takes a real devil to fit five of the seven sins under his belt; Wrath, Pride, Lust, Greed and Envy. Lusting after power, he enjoys sitting in the background, when he can, and playing with those around him as if they were the pawns of his chessboard. Theres one thing you can always rely on when it comes to him though; he'll look out for himself first. Always consistent, that one.
Prompt: Red Devil wakes up to a pounding headache, a circle of disbelieving faces and Maxwell's knowing grin. "Wild night." He says, "you sure know how to celebrate!" At his words, last night's incredible events come rushing back at him like a sledgehammer…
Simply recount what happened last night – anything goes, but remember C*cktails can't get drunk on alcohol. wink
The room seemed to spin as Vile pulled himself up. Glancing over at Maxxy, he hung his head as he tried to regain his senses. What in the world had happened last night? While his head was hung, he noticed a small corner of paper sticking out from one of his pockets. An unsteady hand tugged it free, while his eyes were reading the numbers that were appearing on it. Oh yeah, now he remembered...s**t.
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"God, I hope he gets here soon. We've been waiting for two hours now."
'I sure as hell hope not,' Vile thought to himself while the voices continued to attract his attention. His eyes flickered over to the two patrons talking, two sisters, occupying the bar counter with him.
Grinning as the Red Devil sat perched on one of the barstools, he slid the glass held in his hands back and forth across the counter. All the while though, he was debating with himself whether or not to give them a try. He couldn't help that he had a weakness for twins, let alone brunettes. Stifling his laughter with the help of a glass of rum runner, he watched one of the twins stagger off towards the bathroom, leaving the other defenceless and alone. Yum.
'Mmmm, not bad, not bad at all,' his thoughts rang in his mind as he slipped away from his side of the bar while he strode towards the lone woman.
"Care for a drink?" A subtle smirk curved the corners of his mouth as he reached out and twirled a piece of the brunettes hair. His appearance seemed to have stunned her into speechlessness, or maybe she'd never seen anyone as handsome as him. Either way, his grin grew as he leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Perhaps a Red Devil?"
Watching a blush stain her small face, he pulled back and let out an inviting laugh. Brunette, a twin, and innocent! How rich.
"How about you grab your sister and we head out back to..." A shadow suddenly passed over Vile as he leaned in towards the girl, momentarily pausing him. Glancing back over his shoulder to snap at whoever was interrupting his seduction, he suddenly paused.
"Er, can I help you buddy? Otherwise, move along." His voice stayed pleasant for the girls sake, but his eyes narrowed and filled with a threat as he stared back at the bronze-tanned, giant man standing above him. As he opened his mouth to tell him to ******** off, he suddenly found a fist smashing into his jaw, sending him flying over the bar counter.
Picking himself up from the ground that was now littered with broken shards of glass from the bottles he had broken in his fall, he was just about to get to his feet when a hand grabbed his collar and hoisted him up. All the while, the one twins voice was crying out, "Please, Honey! He didn't know, leave him-!"
Vile just had enough time to think, 'Uh-oh, her boyfriend-', before another blow his his temple and sent his world into an array of colors and stars.
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Still staring at the phone number the twin had shoved into his hand before running off with her sister and boyfriend, Vile chuckled. Oh, yeah. He would definitely be giving this one a call later when her boyfriend was gone.
Phil Collins - In The Air Tonight lyrics
 DownSight · Sat May 23, 2009 @ 09:28pm · 0 Comments |
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