Multiple Settings The Helldiver- An RP to sit back and relax at a weird bar [Open]

[Breadman]

"The spell that allows us to heal is woven into the bar's own existence and extends to the structure itself. You can take it apart and it will repair itself over time. As for the incident, it took a few seconds. Arms just kinda...grew back, but could still feel the pain for hours. Abyssal magic is like that. You give to gain." She shrugged. "Outside this bar, I'd doubt I'd be so lucky. So I don't intend to risk it."

 

[Otterman]

"Ah... so it's pretty limited," she sips again, "If you could heal rapidly outside the bar, would you live your life any different?"

 

[Breadman]

"Probably stick around with some old boyfriends a lot longer." She mused "But I'm not a wrath demon like Jazz or one of pride or greed." Now she needed something to drink herself. The bottle from last night. Tears of the damned go down smooth for a spite demon. "I do go out into mortal realms from time to time. Nothing too fancy these days, mind you. Find some poor idiot who's playing with fire and give them a nice scare. Anything more than that and I'll have an assortment of people chasing me." She savored some of the drink "Besides, I've found that running this little corner of the multiverse brings in more interesting people by itself."

 

[Otterman]

"An assortment of people chasing you? Couldn't you just... step right back into the fire and be on your way? Considering you have a... a what you call it? Multiverse? I assume then you got quite a playground to go to. Would be fun to run away from scared lil peeps, heh. Or deal with them directly."

 

[StarskiTM]

The figure couldn't help but try to involve themselves in the conversation, with a Thumps Up.

 

[K0mori]

"Hey doc." Prescila greeted Dr. Veli "Oh man, you look rough." She examined his new companion and wondered what Lucy's policy was on hostages. Then again she did sign people's souls into contracts so maybe she's very loose on that matter "Dark n' stormy coming right up." She reached for the ingredients and was surprised that they were regular ones from her neck of the woods this time and no weird strings attached. "Will the little lady want anything or are you keeping her on a short leash?"

"Even if there aren't laws against it here - I don't know either way, to be perfectly honest - I doubt she's old enough to drink," Dr. Veli replies, taking in an eager gulp of his drink with a trembling hand. He glances back at Ginny for a moment, who huffs at him with crossed arms. "She definitely acts like a child, don't you think?" he mutters before sighing. "Ginny, are you thirsty?" he asks her.

Ginny nods.

"Go ahead and pour her a glass of water," Dr. Veli says to Prescila.

"what's up Dr eggman?" Pandemon asked Dr veil

"My glass, that's what," he replies, plainly ignoring the jester's latest nickname for him as he leans back and takes a number of deep gulps in a row. He nearly finishes his drink, putting the glass back down on the bar top and coughing into his sleeve a bit, a smile on his face.

Mackenzie, meanwhile, was more focused in the gerbil and the scientist. "That... is a big ass gerbil." she said, a look of surprise on her face as she looked to the scientist. "...Are the rest of the animals from where you come from this big?"

She then glanced to the saucer that they had arrived in. "Radical ride, dude! Saucers are sick!"

"She seems normal sized to me," Veli replies, blankly. "Are critters small on your world or something?" He smiles again as Mackenzie compliments his saucer. "Ah, yes, that's my escape vehicle. For whatever reason, my nemesis never seems to catch up to me when I'm using it to retreat, which is strange, considering he's possibly the fastest living creature on Verdana. My theory is that he's somehow mesmerized by its movement."

 

[Breadman]

"I've done some serious mischief in my time among mortals. Around the time I first broke off from my father, I thought I'd created my own realm of torment. Send an entire civilization towards its death spiral because of debauchery and sin. That's when I learned that its actually a bad idea." Her smile went away and she now spoke with a tired tone "No matter how much fun a demon girl wants to have, there will be those who's job is to come in and put an end to it. They're called Plumbers. Name doesn't mean anything to you probably, but they're the multiverse police. Anyway, they knocked some sense into me while also nearly knocking my head clean off my shoulders." She pulled down the collar of her jacket and pointed to a spot on her neck. A scar could be seen on her ashen skin under the jewelry. "No matter the world, holy weapons will fuck up a demon like me. Keep that in mind if one gives you trouble." She winked with her right eye "So that put a damper on my demonic invasion days, but not my desire to get the fuck away from dad. I eventually found out about a nexus point. Where different realities connect and built the bar around it. Plumbers came snooping around again, but left me be after they made sure I was out of the invasion game." She shrugged "Me spooking random losers out of their summoning delusions makes their job easier, so I only get the occasional fine as a slap on the wrist now." She finished with a satisfied smile "More drink?"

"Sure doc." Precila reached for a glass to pour some water for the...gerbil. Really things shouldn't be a surprise for her anymore, but every day its something new. "Here you go." She said as Veli was already deep into the drink. "Need a refill?"

 

[Sir loin of beef]

"note to self, prepare a plan to combat these plumbers" pandemon wrote down on a note-pad "so Lucy, tell me more about these plumbers" pandemon said to lucy

 

[StarskiTM]

The figure was once again very curious where this conversation was going, pushing a piece of paper on the bar table. "Anti-Demon Task Force Angels? some sort of Celestial police force? or just trouble makers?" Before putting down another bag of Gold coins, with another note. "Can I try that Juice again?"

 

[Otterman]

"Plumbers..." she shook her head. Multi-verse police. She blew some air out of her nose. With her skills, she thinks she could probably take them on. Then again, it's better to keep on the down low. Might attract some unwanted attention on her own... universe? Heh, it's still hard to believe, but it's best to go along with it for now. This all still might be another god's realm that she dropped into, tricking her into doing... something. Whatever their goal was, she couldn't figure it out. Typical with gods. Then again... why would they put in the effort to create all of these other people in the bar? So varied and distinct, it's a lot of effort to deceive one person. And an arrogant thought at that.

Whatever the case, she let those thoughts sit in the back of her mind to muse at for another time. She nodded to Lucy, "Sure, could do with some more drink," her back cracked as she stretched, "It... it'd certainly help smooth things over from the job."

 

[Infab]

"Ah, yes, that's my escape vehicle. For whatever reason, my nemesis never seems to catch up to me when I'm using it to retreat, which is strange, considering he's possibly the fastest living creature on Verdana. My theory is that he's somehow mesmerized by its movement."

"Its certainly eye catching, so that's probably true." responded Mackenzie, before glancing back to the pink gerbil. "But yeah, gerbils from our universe's 'mortal realm' are about...eh. Like, two inches or so in height." she said, holding up her hand and spacing apart her index finger and thumb just so. "They make great pets, I've heard, but I've always been a fish sorta girl. Specifically sharks."

Noël, meanwhile, had been listening to the conversation going on between Lucy and the other two nearby. As Harry 'exploded', Noël found themselves picking a bone or two out of their empty shot glass. A lightly disgusted look on their face. Tossing them to where Harry was putting themselves back together, they returned to listening in. "I think I've heard of the Plumbers. They have some sort of loose thing going with our universe's Reaper Corps." they stated, before looking back to the bottle of Angelfire. They could feel a sensation starting to sweep across most of their body. One they had expected, and actively wanted.

They smirked. "...It makes sense, and it might explain a few things, really. The Reaper Corps always has the latest intel, and knows just when to swoop in and behead people." they added, as they poured another shot.

 

[Breadman]

Harry picked up the bag and poured another glass for the figure. The last bits of his bone made its way to his right hand as Noël tossed them over. He checked and it was all there in one piece again. He nodded with relief.

"As the name implies, Plumbers are called in to fix something." Lucy began again after she poured herself another glass. "They're police, but that's just one of their functions. They're there to fix a reality that's broken somehow. Maybe an event happens that's not supposed to happen, or something important goes missing. Many dukes invade world to cause chaos because...well some of us just have an urge to cause chaos I suppose. So they show up to fix what broken. I can't really give you a better explanation than that other than talk to an agent directly. I do know for certain that they don't work for any Heaven or Hell. Every single one of them is a mortal." She paused to let Noël speak. While they were talking, she would pour some more for the stranger. "Wouldn't be surprised if they have a working deal with the Reaper corps. The multiverse is a big place and you need friends to cover things." She turned to the stranger again "But darling, I've been talking this entire time, I think its time you told me a bit about yourself, no?"

 

[Sir loin of beef]

"really? Sounds like you should plot revenge of some kind on them dearie" pandemon said to lucy

 

[K0mori]

"Sure doc." Precila reached for a glass to pour some water for the...gerbil. Really things shouldn't be a surprise for her anymore, but every day its something new. "Here you go." She said as Veli was already deep into the drink. "Need a refill?"

Dr. Veli nods. "Yeah, keep it coming," he says. "I have a lot of scheming to do, and it's going to take me a while before I'm confident in my next move."

"You mean you have no idea what to do since Hiro blew up Mecha-Hiro," Ginny jabs as she takes the water off the bar top.

Veli, surprisingly, doesn't get angry at the interjection, and laughs evilly instead. "...As if I only made one of them! With any luck, they'll gather up the spheres while we're gone, and I'll trade you for the rest."

"Hiro doesn't need luck," Ginny retorts.

Now, Veli's smile disappears. "But you will if you don't stop pestering me," he grumbles.

"Its certainly eye catching, so that's probably true." responded Mackenzie, before glancing back to the pink gerbil. "But yeah, gerbils from our universe's 'mortal realm' are about...eh. Like, two inches or so in height." she said, holding up her hand and spacing apart her index finger and thumb just so. "They make great pets, I've heard, but I've always been a fish sorta girl. Specifically sharks."

"Two inches?" the doctor replies, nearly spitting out his drink. "Imagine how easy it would be to conquer a world like that!" It apparently doesn't register to the doctor that different worlds might contain obstacles to conquest aside from rodents. When Mackenzie mentions the idea of keeping a gerbil as a pet, he scoffs. "I don't think I could stand a pet that gives me back-talk and attitude..." he muses.

With all the talk of various hells and demons, gears start to turn in Veli's head. "Say, I met your friend, Kassidy, the last time I was here, and she accepted gemstones for payment on a new fireproof suit. It makes me wonder what other sorts of goods or services I might procure to solve my problems."

"What, are you going to hire demons to hunt Hiro?" Ginny mocks.

"No!" Veli snaps. "...Maybe. We'll see."

 

[Breadman]

"No." Lucy gave a quick answer to the chaos demon. Last thing she needed was to pick a fight with the Plumbers.

The bar doors opened up as Orlo let more people in. The regulars started to file in. Lucy stared daggers towards her father's minion that floated himself to the bar itself. Xrithin changed float direction towards Harry instead and ordered his usual. Corg floated on his contraption in and sat near his colleague in mad science, eager to hear of any progress. After a minute, Jim would follow close behind. The regular unassuming human instantly started talking sports with the Soul drinker floating while waiting for his cocktail to be finished. It looked like the bar was going to be alive for a while again.

"You can let me in you idiot. You and Lucy both know me." A voice protested from the entrance as Jazz was blocking its owner from entering. Lucy was relieved that he was actually doing his job now because she recognized the voice.

"Yeah, I know you wise guy." Jazz was getting impatient "That's why you're not stepping one foot in. Find another place that will serve you."

"I'm here for business, not pleasure. C'mon, I got my neck on the line here!"

"Jazz, let him in!" Lucy rolled her eyes. This she had to hear. The big demon in turn grunted and stepped aside, giving the new patron a 'friendly' push inside. The demon stood up straight and dusted himself off after side glancing towards Jazz. Afterwards, he would walk up to the bar to talk with the owner, who now had a mocking grin on her face. "Izrovut, nice for you to drop by."

"What, no dear, darling or any of that?"

"You ask me that every time and I constantly have to remind you how much I hate you." Her grin didn't change. "State your business, I have real customers to serve."

"I have a contact to meet for a job I'm on." Izrovut lid a cigar before he continued "Figured I'd kill time with my favorite person in all of Hell."

"Oh for..." Lucy rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry Doctor" she turned to Veli "You asked a good question earlier but I was distracted. Gems are high value to greed and vanity demons. Like this jackass." She pointed to Izrovut, he simply tipped his hat to the good doctor while maintaining a smile of his own. "You can probably cover his expenses if I understood your position right."

 

[Sir loin of beef]

"you make Dr wily look brave lucy at least he made sure to try again" pandemon thought to himself before turning to izrovut "nyeh, what's up doc?" The chaos lord asked the demon

 

[StarskiTM]

The Figure backed away from the incoming crowd to settle in a back corner of the bar. The figure did however manage to steal the glass of peanuts, leaving 2 coins in it's place.
Either due to ignorance or extreme shyness the figure did not peel the peanuts before eating them.
The Figure still seemed to have interest in the bar, and it's incoming patrons while starting to write in a book of some kind.

 

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'Ah, Kark..'

So this was how it ended. Not going out taking as many Seppies as possible. Not growing old and dying on a farmstead, having lived a retired life married to a beautiful woman. Hell, anything else would have been preferable compared to watching the world turn a dark purple as the reinforced glass of his starfighter strained underneath the forces of the anomaly's pull; twisting, cracking, and finally dissolving before he even had a thought to spare. The decompression shot him out of the cockpit of his ship-

-and sent him skidding across a rocky stone floor in the moment of a blink.

The man couldn't stop himself as his body was at the mercy of the G-Forces that continued to rocket him across the floor. Limbs sprawling and rolling with each bump, the armored figure finally came to rest with a heavy slam against the equally rough-cut stone wall. His vision flashed white as the air left his lungs; dimming out to a slow grey as the world took form around him with a series of heavy gasping coughs. Within a matter of seconds, color returned to him, and wherever he was, it was very much akin to a slummy Dive-bar found in the Coruscant Underworld. With his consciousness finally returning to him, he turned his head up and to the side; visor polarizing his confused glance as he scrutinized his environment in further detail. Stalagmites dotted the ceiling as lights, colors and music swirled around the atmosphere; serving to irritate him further as his head pulsed seemingly in sync with the drone of the bass. Perhaps that was the blood pumping around his head, yet he wasn't entirely sure while still being under the throes of disorientation. Pushing himself up and off the floor and shaking himself off, all the armored figure seemed to do was recover his stance and remain near the position he crashed- merely observing, and posture poised to immediately draw a firearm at any scum-sucking thug who'd dare approach the ARC Trooper.

 

[StarskiTM]

Jumping at the flying metal man, The Figure dropped their peanuts all over, before quickly putting their book away and getting down an all fours to pick them up.
Staring at the Solider while doing so.

 

[Breadman]

"I see Lucy lets everyone in here, but me." Izrovut commented as he saw the chaos demon. "Don't take it personally, she's not a fan of clowns."

While the they were conversing, another portal opened up and spat out someone else. This one was clad in armor, with its own markings and wielded a gun from the far future. These ones were rarer than those who wield magic or some other means. Which meant it was better for someone else besides Lucy and Harry to speak to the new arrival.

"Hey...soldier guy." Precilla stated a bit nervous. Gun wouldn't work here, but she didn't want to risk getting her or anyone else shot right now. "Welcome to the Helldiver bar. We serve drinks here and...rather not have anyone get shot to pieces." She held her arms up in an attempt to show she wasn't dangerous. "So how about you put it down and order yourself something instead?" She noticed that the figure had been startled, but didn't look to be aggressive in its stance. Rather just cautious.

 

[Sir loin of beef]

"if it's any consolation I'm not exactly a fan of Lucy either, one encounter with Planeswalking mortals and she's willing to give up and become an after school PSA on the dangers of summoning demons" pandemon rolled his eyes "I personally would've gathered the plumbers most dangerous foes in a revenge plan of epic proportions Izzy"

 

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Slowly, his hand backed off from its hovering position above his holster. His polarized 'T' shaped visor seemed to be glaring at everyone within his line of sight; only serving to change direction from the entity staring at him, then toward the one who spoke, watching her slowly raising her hands. The people that did that in the underworld of Courscant either genuinely meant it and were being mugged or feigning a draw. Yet, this situation was obviously different. Without backing down from his stance or his posture, the ARC Trooper finally spoke up; his accented tone firm and his direction aimed at the woman speaking to him. "Not until I get answers. What is this place, and who are you?" There was no conceivable way that his hyperdrive malfunctioned. He just had it serviced at Mos Eisley spaceport.

 

[Breadman]

"Good luck with that." Izrovut tapped his cigar over the ash tray "No demon worth his sulfur is going to work with those Outsider freaks. We're chaotic in nature, they're static and orderly. Like water and oil."

"Well, you're at a bar." Precila lowered her arms halfway as the soldier seemed to be easing up. His voice was familiar to her from somewhere. "Its called the Helldiver and I'm Precila, one of the bartenders." She was quiet for a second trying to figure out what to say next "You want a drink? Micro brew comes with free snacks."

 

[StarskiTM]

After finishing up cleaning the peanuts, The Figure stands and calmly throws away the peanuts in a nearby trashcan.
Afterward the Figure turns it's attention back to the man in metal. Beginning to walk toward them in a slow walk. Slowly raising their hand into a slow wave.

 

[Sir loin of beef]

"yes let's pretend I'm a demon and not something even more powerful and dangerous" pandemon commented