Fandom The Bad Guy (Closed)

[cosmicforce]

It was wild how the world worked. Oliver spent a lot of his childhood idolizing people he could never be like; Captain America, Iron Man, Thor. Even while he played pretend his mother made that very clear - You aren't meant to be a good guy, Oli. So he listened, and stopped being good, stopped playing pretend, started fighting and manipulating for what he wanted and he realized that he was in fact quite talented at it.

That was why it was no surprise for him to find out he was the son of a villain, the same one who had destroyed New York City and was the most wanted criminals in the whole world. In fact, that was almost funny to him, and it pushed him to do more. He used his powers mostly to cheat in sports, or in school, or to get that "straight" guy to go on a date with him - that night had ended well. He worked hard to get what he wanted, it was just always in different ways. That was also how he managed to get the name of his half brother at the DNA testing center. His results had come back as him being part alien (big shocker, really) and then connected him to another teen who had made his way to the center a few weeks ago. The doctor swore she couldn't give him his brother's name, but a few minutes of chatting, flirting, and only a little violence and he had the name and phone number on a small piece of paper.

Now he was walking down the streets of New York, dialling the number skillfully while weaving in and out of the crowd. It rang once, twice, then three times before cutting to voicemail, and Oliver decided to keep his message short and sweet. "Hi, it's your half brother. I'll be at the bar on the corner of Bleaker and Mercer at 7. Feel free to meet me there so we can chat, we have some catching up to do. Let me know if they won't let you in. Toodles." He hung up and glanced at the clock, it was 6 pm. It would take him almost 30 minutes to get to the bar, perfect timing if Luciano decided to show.

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[Reddish Hoodie]

Luciano had recently landed from his flight from Philippines to America. It wasn't quite a shock for him as he entered the new country. It was as he expected. As he was waiting for his luggage he noticed a voice mail from his phone, he listened to it over and over in, excitement. He had no clue if it it was real or not. After pondering whether to go there or not, as he finally arrived into his hotel that he was going to go. He made sure he looked decent, as he set off to his new adventure.

He followed the map on his phone as he arrived to 'Bleaker and Mercer' at 7:05.

 

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Oliver arrived at 6:30 exactly. He slipped inside using a fake ID and some shapeshifting, flirted his way to a free beer and then waited. The bar itself was a sports bar but in the gay part of town, known for housing the older gay men who were just looking for a cute twink to chat with and maybe take home - what more could he want? They talked for the next half hour about love, and life, and alcohol. Oliver confessed to him why he was here and when seven o'clock hit they held their breath together, waiting for the boy to walk through the door.

7:05, Oliver was just starting to give up hope when the door opened. It flooded fresh air into the steady stream of swears from the men who were trying to hide from the outside world. On any other day he would be annoyed, but today he just made eye contact with the person who entered, his mouth contorting into an impish grin as he realized he fit the description of his brother perfectly. "Luciano," he taunted, icy blue eyes focusing on the boy. "You're late."

 

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It did take some shape shifting into an ugly old man, but he was able to get in. He opened the door, embracing the warmth he was used to. He took in the place, looking at the old weirdos talking to younger people. A boy that looked similar to him approached. He assumed it was his brother. "I'm sorry. So are you the one who called?" He asked as he circled the boy to see if he could trust him.

He saw the similarities of them. Their noses were the same. There eyes were the same shape. "So, how do you even know I'm your half-brother?" He asks with suspicion. "How can I trust you?" He asks, to the older looking boy. He raises an eyebrow. "Am I being scammed he wondered, as he gripped his wallet.

 

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He couldn’t read minds, but Oliver was damn good at picking up on context cues. He watched as Luciano protected his wallet, watched the way that he tensed and how nervous he seemed to be. He didn’t believe Oliver, and that was fine by him. Good, really. He had no reason to.

“If I was going to steal your wallet I would have done it by now,” he says flatly, taking a step towards the boy. He looked him up and down, recognizing the features they shared and those they didn’t. Loki really did get around, all the way around the world it seemed. “I know you’re my brother because I watched you shapeshift to get in here. Plus I saw your DNA results from Stark labs - they have a branch here too, you know. They said we matched and they gave me your number.” Technically, all information was supposed to be private. Oliver should have had no access to his brother’s name or phone number, but boy the son of a trickster really did have a way with words.

 

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Luciano wanted to trust the guy, but needed to interrogate him to make sure he wasn't fishy. Why would he invite him to a place like this? He looks to the creepy men checking out younger guys. How did he get the information? Even if he was his Half-Brother, should he trust him? His father was trickster. He could do anything horrible to him.

"I was being cautious..." He said as he put his wallet in his pocket. "Sure you may be my half brother but should I trust you? I mean, our father was a damn trickster, any of us could be one too. How do I know you aren't a pedophile shape-shifted as a younger boy?" He asks backing away. "And how did you get the DNA? They promised it was kept secret." He says, going towards the door. "I can fight and I won't hesitate okay?!" He says in a raised voice.

 

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“An older man? What, like this?” Oliver shifted himself to about an 80 year old man, with snow white hair and thick glasses. “Is this what you meant, sonny?” he asked in his best old man voice, before shifting back to himelf again. “You’re what, 17? Too old for the pedophiles. Young enough for the fat gay men if you want ‘em. That’s why I come here.” He shrugged and ordered himself a beer, before continuing on. “If I wanted anything from you I would have it by now. I know you’re my brother because I always get what I want and I wanted to know. You catching this yet, Luci? I’m just like our father, only better.”

 

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Luciano smirks as he turns to an old man. "That's a bratty mentality. As if you were raised by our dad himself." He says as he turns to the bar tender. "One Ginger Ale please." He gets the drink, and drinks it. "So whats the purpose of having me here anyways? You know I may be our fathers child, but I will not act like one." He says as he gives Oliver a stern look. "Anyways why are you assuming I'm gay, I could have 2 kids with a loving wife for all you know." He sits down on a stool. He takes another sips and burps from the non-alcoholic drink.

 

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"You're seventeen and you just ordered a ginger ale," Oliver said flatly. "You're single. Maybe not gay, but single for sure." He took a sip of his beer, thankful for the fact that it was cold, he could feel himself starting to burn with annoyance.

"For your information, I was not raised by our dead-beat daddy, I was raised by my dead-beat mommy. There's a difference, you know. That difference is that I'm even more spiteful at the world now. Also, I drink too much and smoke a little." As if to demonstrate he chugged his beer, setting it on the counter and asking for a rum and coke instead. He didn't allow Luciano time to speak before opening his mouth again, letting his true intentions show. "I'm looking to find our uncle Thor. I have reason to believe he has something that once belonged to our father - the Tesseract. I don't know much about it, but I know it holds great power."

 

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Luciano breathed in heavily, and exhaled. He finished the drink. "Alcohol isn't really good for you, with the amount you're drinking, you might as not ever meet our father. You'd be dead." Luciano scolded to the older boy. "I've heard rumors about a man who wielded some heavy ass hammer. Isn't that our uncle?" He thinks for a minute. "Why would he even give us it? We're children of mischief. Nothing good with that." He gets up again. He just felt something wrong. "What are you doing with the tesseract? Something bad I assume". He says crossing his arms.

 

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“He’s not going to give it to us, Luci. we’re going to take it. We take it and use it to lure Loki back to us. He knows how to use it and he’ll teach us. Thus solving our daddy issues and giving us more power than anyone else on earth.” Oliver stated all of this as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, pausing only to look over at the man had been talking to earlier and wink. He needed to find out if Luciano was in or out of this plan, because the response to that would change what the trickster was doing for the rest of the night.

“Listen little bro, I’m doing this no matter what. I don’t know about you but I have a helluva lot of pent up rage towards that guy and I gotta get it out soon before I explode. Come with me or don’t, your choice.”

 

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Luciano thinks for a minute. He could finally be useful for once. He could finally be apart of something. He nods to his brother. "Fine, you're leading the way. I better not die because of you." Luciano says getting up from his chair, feeling discomforted as the other men look at him. He changes into a uglier man. "Look, Could I stay at your house? I'm renting a hotel. But I'm assuming this is long term." Luciano says, starting to smile.

He holds out his hand to shake with his newly found brother. What adventure could lie ahead.

 

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Oliver grinned and shook his brother’s hand, hardly questioning the change in appearance. “Sure you can, but I’m warning you; I still live with my mother. It’s for a variety of reasons,” he paused. Did he want to admit to his brother that his mother was a near constant state of psychosis? Did he want to try to explain that he stayed there to make sure she stayed alive and safe and that he didn’t wake up to find her body instead of her? Not really. “It’s cheap. I’min college for business and it’s a helluva lot cheaper to stay at mom’s than get my own place.” He shrugged and grabbed a napkin and a pen. Quickly he scribbled down a phone number on one half and an address on another. He slid the number to his admirer and the address to Luciano. “Go grab your stuff and then come to our place, sound good?”

 

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"I'd rather not be paying for a hotel." Luciano says, his form changing weirdly, almost like a glitch. "I've lived in bad conditions." He takes the paper given to him. "Will do. I have 2 things of luggage, and I can do house work for free." He offers trying to be nice. He goes to hug his brother. "Thanks." (sorry i have block)

 

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The hug was tense and awkward and ended with Oliver giving his brother a pat on the back before parting. "You help me, I help you." He slid a couple of dollars onto the counter to pay for the drinks and was soon out of the bar again, leaving Luciano to find his own way home - maybe not the kindest thing he had ever done.

He arrived back at his mother's house a few minutes later, sliding inside and up over the stairs unnoticed. She was solid asleep in her bed and while on one hand that made Oliver thankful, it also made him nervous. She would be up a lot of the night now, and she would be loud and destructive and possibly drive Luciano out completely and ruin his plans. All he could do to try and stop it was tuck her in a little tighter and put a pack of cigarettes by her bed. He would check back in an hour to see if anything changed.

Once that was done he was free to do what he wanted until his brother's arrival. There wasn't much Oliver liked to do outside of drink and party, but he didn't quite mind watching TV, which is what he did now, curled in the corner of his couch while the classic film channel played Psycho for the 12th time that week.

 

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(I'm in a bit of a block. Writing multiple paragraphs isn't my forte. Heh. Will be ready tomorrow.)

 

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(Oh my god im so sorry I forgot about this! Will work on it first thing tomorrow!)


((Okay, so like I got a problem with some other roleplayer about triggers? So I'm here to warn you, that I have mild autism. Please tell me if I do something triggering or offensive. I am still learning social skills, and its not help if you yell and block.

Thanks!
Michael.))

 

[cosmicforce]

(I’m not the type to yell and block, though I do ask that please try to avoid a graphic description of sexual assault. Mentions in passing are fine ie They were molested/raped/etc but not descriptions of what exactly happened.

Take your time to reply, I haven’t gotten many out in the last few days because I’ve been busy. No pressure!)

 

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Luciano arrived to his hotel, and texted his 'brother'.

"Okay, so turns out, I can't cancel the rooms, so I'll just stay for the 3 days I paid.
You could come over if you would like,"

He unpacks his bag, looking at his clothes. He decided to put on lounging clothing.
Luciano decided to do some digging around on his computer. Something still felt off about his supposed 'Brother.' He searched up 'Oliver. Loki.' to maybe find something out. All he found was fan websites, and made up characters. He sighs, stressed.

(So sorry for the wait! I'm trying to get into the groove of longer roleplays.)