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[Taliesin]

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*Well wrapped into his grey coat, he opens the door of his lovely flat, walking out into the street. Almost twilight, noone around as most people are indoor eating their dinners or... well, you know. It's not like Bon Bon inhabitants think about anything else after all. He grins at the tought... quite the cool place, indeed. Young, sympathetic, open yet so well mannered people everywhere... he sniffles the air, closing his gleaming green eyes. A smooth smell of sugar and sweets hits his nostrils as he starts wagging his tail, enjoying the feeling hitting his senses in such a magical time of the day. Stars start to shine in the purple skies, as clouds begin to burn with bright pink and orange colours, as the sun sets, burning the skyline and the roofs of the town. He starts walking up the street, a little black box held in his paws as he gets out of the town, and keeps on walking. He reaches for a field outside Bon Bon walls, and sits onto a rock. He gives a look around... nothing but tall green grass dancing with the winds as small drops of dew make it glitter and shine as if a thousand diamonds have been scattered over the green waves of grass. He silently lays his box down and opens it, the locks clacking softly. He takes the content up into his arms: an ebony fiddle with a matching bow. Sighing softly, he starts playing a sad melody, recalling him the lost glory of his once wonderful motherland.*
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[JohnnyPsycho]

[wow, there's a lot of RPing going on in this place all of a sudden... what the heck, I'll jump in...]

"That's quite a tune you're playing," a voice came just a few feet away.

With boots scraping lightly against the rocks of the dirt road, a canine in long blue coat and a wide brimmed hat approached. His fur was a myriad of russet and copper colors that burned in the last light of day as the mountains hid away the sun. He stopped next to the rock where the grey-cloaked "minstrel" had been playing his mournful tune just moments ago, giving the stranger a grin that belied a friendly, if somewhat mischievous, mood.

"I've heard quite a few good fiddle players in my day, but that's gotta be the saddest darn music I've ever heard," he replied again, this time staring straight ahead at the picturesque view of the open fields, shadowed forests, and far off mountain ranges. His grin didn't fade as much as transform into a contented look, a look of a person who enjoyed quiet moments like this.

He broke the silent moment of reverie by replying, "If you don't mind, I'd like to hear a bit more of that tune."

He didn't say anything more, his eyes simply focused on the green world around him. As the tune started up again, he began to hum along in a low voice, his bushy tail swaying back and forth to the rhythm...
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[Taliesin]

[I love roleplay, but I don't feel like hopping into someone else thread so soon as I'm not known well yet... so I prefered to open my own here ^^]

*a little surprised from the sudden words spoken towards him, he stops and turns his head, looking at the approaching guy, immediately recognizing him from their previous meeting in the tavern. He gently smiles at him and nods, happy there would've been someone sharing such a beautiful moment with.*

Oh, greetings, sir... a pleasure to meet you here...

*he blushes softly as his scales already are painted with orange by the dying sun, as he lets his violin slip down along his side*

Thank you. It's a song I created some time ago, there is alot of myself in it. *he takes the bow he was holding in the left paw with the right one, along with the fiddle, so that he could use such a free hand to untie the mantle under his neck, letting it flutter over the rocks where he was sitting, revealing his silohuette*

That old thing was getting quite uncomfortable.

*he stretches out a little, letting his neck and joints crack as he gets back into a playing position, letting the bow grind on the tight strings of his instrument, music flowing once again as he closes his eyes and sighs softly, the sweet tune playing once again, one last time, before he stops again and puts the fiddle down, into the box, still open*

Ah... I love this place. It's just great. Awesome people, and a great landscape too... *he lets the wind whistle against his earfans as he sniffles the pure air blowing on his face. He smirks and looks back at the guy aside him*

So, what brings you here?
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[JohnnyPsycho]

Johnny shrugged his shoulders, his face now more contemplative after listening to the song a second time.

"I guess I just needed a break from all the gunfire and whooping and hollering," Johnny said with a little smirk. "I've been traveling with that show for five years now... I suppose five years would get tiring for just about anyone."

He took a moment to raise his left arm, clutching at his sore shoulder with his other hand. He rotated the shoulder slowly, making a couple small "pops" and groaning as sore muscles stretched and flexed. His movements caused the long coat to pull back, revealing the gleaming nickle-plated pistol that hung at his hip. Oblivious, Johnny then clasped both arms over his head, sighing as he stretched his back and arms.

"I was just wondering," Johnny said, as he continued his odd stretching exercises, "with a talent like that, why a guy like you would feel a need to play all the way out here, where nobody but us sharp-eared coyotes could hear."

He grinned again in his friendly manner, his hands on his hips as he curled his spine backward. His flexibility was remarkable, his head coming so far back that the long dark pony-tail that emerged from under his hat almost touched the ground behind his boot-heels. After a couple more loud "pops", he sighed and stood straight up.

"I mean, I can understand the need for a quiet place to practice, but geez, you sound more than ready for an audience," Johnny said, then taking a long look at his companion, adding, "or maybe you're just not the type for big crowds?"
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[Taliesin]

*finally closing the black leather case of his musical instrument, still humming the requiem he's been playing till that moment, he gets back up, sitting on a big rock, nearby the stretching coyote guy, enjoying the breeze as he closes his eyes. His earfans twitch softly as he listens to the canine words, smiling back to him as his emerald eyes look at him in a friendly manner*

Well, I really have no problems in playing in front of people. I've been doing that for quite a long time, in the glorious old days...

*he interrupts himself for a second, lost in the flow of his thoughts, before shaking memories away and getting back talking*

..but I don't think it's a good idea to play in public yet - not here. People don't look at me as if I were one of them already, of course, I still feel like I don't belong here yet... it will take time. It would hurt to me to completely get ignored, so I prefer staying alone and tying my bounds with people, step by step, as I'm doing with you right now.

*he smiles and looks away, towards the sun, with a big happy smile on his face, hiding a bit of embarassment as it makes his cheeks get a bit brighter.*

I must say, I'm happy you're here, and I hope I can consider you as a friend, Sir.
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[JohnnyPsycho]

Johnny chuckled, then patted Taliesin on a scaley shoulder.

"Don't worry about it... we're all strangers in this town. I think this place just naturally attracts outsiders, vagabonds, and various other lost souls."

Johnny laughed a little harder at this, as if the idea were funny to him.

"After all, why else would a guy like me get along so well in the place like this?"

He grinned and gave his new commrade a wink. Folding his arms over his chest again, he looked up at the stars that emerged in the darkening skies.

He was quiet for a while, then seemed to whisper to himself, "So far from home, but the stars still look the same..."
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[Taliesin]

*he smiles and looks up at the skies, watching the stars shivers as the sky starts changing its hues, getting darker and colder.*

Heh, different places, but the stars are still the same.

*he murrs softly and sighs, then turns around facing Johnny*

Well, my friend, allow me to offer you a drink now, may I? You are such a good company to me... *he smirks and shakes his head* This landscape is starting to give me sad thoughts, and I want to keep my good feelings with myself tonight... what do you say? Maybe you know any nice place with a bit more life and fun than here in the fields...

*he offers his friend a gentle smile and gets up, patting his own rump as the cold stone made it a bit dizzy*
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[MidNight Tiger]

"That sounds like a good idea."

*A voice coming from the top of a nearby tree sounds out*

"Lets find a place, my treat."

*With that said he jumps out of the tree and lands with a grace and agility surprising for a 6'6" tiger with a muscle build of his*

[MidNight Tiger]

*Walking up to the two wearing his usual clothes. plain black shoes, black pants, and a white cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top five buttons of his shirt undone*

"It's nice to see I'm not the only one who enjoys watching the sun set."

[JohnnyPsycho]

As usual, it took Johnny a couple seconds to realize he had pulled his revolver, and that it was cocked and ready in his hand. Letting out a sigh, he chuckled shakily...

"You sure know how to make an entrance, friend," he said as he carefully un-cocked the hammer and slid the weapon back into its holster. "Maybe next time you could warn a guy before you appear outta nowhere..."

He extended a hand to the tiger, blushing. "Sorry for that... old reflexes, y'know..."
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[Taliesin]

*he turns around at the sudden voice, noticing the well-built tiger walking toward them after having landed so softly on the grass not so far away from where they were sitting a minute before*

o-oh, nice to make your acquaintance too, sir...?

*he smiles and offers his own paw to shake his, so glad to get to know someone else already, and such a kind person too. He blinks as the hears the clicks of Johnny's pistol, getting a little worried but relaxing back after hearing his apologies. He then takes his fiddle case up and wraps himself into his mantle, looking at his two new friends with a pleased smile*
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[MidNight Tiger]

*shaking Johnnys hand first saying*

"Don't worry friend, it's not the first time I had a gun pulled on me, nor the first time I've been shot. Let me tell you, don't try cheating at poker when everyone's drunk."

*Then shaking Taliesins hand*

"Nice to meet you friend. That was beautiful song you were playing."

[JohnnyPsycho]

Johnny scratched the back of his head, thinking of a couple places where the three of them could have a drink...

"I might know of a tavern not far from the center of town," Johnny said out loud, before adding, "It's a bit of a walk from here, but maybe we can get to know eachother better along the way."

He was about to turn and start walking towards the town when he turned back to the tiger and added, "Just make sure you don't try any shenanigans at the poker tables at this place... they're a bit 'rougher' than the gentlemen at the Castle."

His grin was positively devilish as he turned to lead the way back into town.
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[MidNight Tiger]

"Don't worry I only try to cheat when I'm playing with someone I don't like. And I'm sure those guys aren't tougher than lumberjacks and coal miners."

*walking along side Johnny*

[Taliesin]

[sorry for the delay. Had some not-so-pleasant things happening over here...]

*he gives a last, thoughtful glance to the beautiful landscape and sighs softly, then he blinks as he finds himself alone, looking at the couple walking down the street. He grabs his stuff and trots behind them* H-hey! I'm coming, wait for me!
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[JohnnyPsycho]

[looks like someone else is planning to make a pub for their character... might wait to see what sort of description he gives so we can head in there, if you two don't mind]
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[MidNight Tiger]

[OK with me]

[Mystic]

[ *Giggles, but gives both Johnny and Taliesin a reassuring pat on their shoulders* I'm afraid I won't be able to join in until I know I'll have enough free time to commit to these RP sessions. ]
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Oh, I'd tell myself
What good do you do
Convince myself

[Taliesin]

[Absolutely fine for me Johnny, as I was just thinking the same... eheh. And *he smirks and blushes softly at Mystic gentle words and shoulder pats* Oh, it's purrfectly fine with me mylady, I must say I would love to have such a lovely lady into our RP as well.]
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[JohnnyPsycho]

After a bit of a walk, Johnny leads his two new commrades to a small pub on a quiet street of town called the "Lion's Den". Inside is dark, but cozy, and it seems that the three are the first customers of the night.

"Ah, good, looks like we'll be able to find ourselves a nice table," Johnny replied as he took in the surroundings.
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[MidNight Tiger]

*Walking past Johnny and taking a seat at the bar in front of the mounted rifle*

"I think I've found my new second favorite place in Bon Bon"

[Gantros]

<There is a rustling of wind over leather as Gantros Obscura enters the Lion's Den, folding his massive wings over his shoulders into a cloak, making it apparent he opted to glide into town from the construction site of his estate on the cliffs overlooking BonBon. He makes his way to the bar, and signals for his usual, a non-alcoholic hot toddy. It is well known that Obscura is a staunch non-drinker.>

<silently blows, then sips at his drink>
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Most have only two choices in life, a life of happiness, or a life of meaning. It is truly a rare thing when one can achieve both. But given the choice, I choose happiness.

[Tsavo]

*The lion has to disappear into the kitchen area to make Gantros' drink, but after a few moments returns with the steaming cup. He places it in front of Gantros and quietly takes in the others who had recently entered.* ((thanks, but no investors for the Lion's Den, it is all purchased with the funds from the fiction in my sig)).
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Owner of the Lion's Den Pub.
Tsavo's story:
Somewhere to Help You Sleep

[Taliesin]

*trotting a few steps behind the tiger and the coyote, he looks around for the new tavern they decided to stop by. He heard somewhere the place is new in town, and the nice smell of recently done carpentry for restoral confirmed that. He noses the air, liking the perfume of wine and beer coming from the bar, wagging his tail as he really is up for a stout. He looks around, smiling as he enjoys the nice atmosphere of the place, and as his friends sit down he trots to the bartender and takes his coin purse up from his belt, getting something good to drink for himself and the two guys with him.* Hello, kind sir. *He refers to the lion behind the counter* I'll be paying for the first round of drinks for me and the gentlemen with me... *he takes a brief look around, noticing the winged one too, and briefly smiling at him as well as he starts unlacing his mantle*
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[Gantros]

<Gantros silently glances at Talesin, his expression hidden under his crimson masque, and returns his focus to his drink>
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Most have only two choices in life, a life of happiness, or a life of meaning. It is truly a rare thing when one can achieve both. But given the choice, I choose happiness.

[Tsavo]

*Tsavo pulls out a clean glass, giving it a quick once over with his eyes to make sure it is clean enough. Before anyone can say what they wanted he goes to work. In a few minutes three pints of the black stuff stand proudly on the bar, although they still need a moment to settle completely.*
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Owner of the Lion's Den Pub.
Tsavo's story:
Somewhere to Help You Sleep

[JohnnyPsycho]

While waiting for Taliesin to come back with the drinks, Johnny happened to notice one of the dart-boards on the wall, and just couldn't help himself...

He walked over, grabbed four darts, put them in his pocket, and walked back across the room to his seat, getting a puzzled look from his tiger companion. Without saying a word, he sat back and low in his seat, pulled out a dart, closed one eye, then let loose...

He smiled as it hit the bullseye mark, as expected.

Pulling a second dart from his pocket, he twirled it a little in his fingers, then sent it flying, hitting its mark just as true as the first. Showing off a little more for his companion, he covered his eyes with one hand, and threw a third dart precisely in the center of the target, the bullseye now crowded by three perfectly thrown darts.

Johnny was just pulling the fourth dart out of his pocket when he noticed Tsavo placing the three pint glasses on the bar.

"Ah, I wonder what the master of the inn has 'cooked up' for us tonight," he replied, casually pushing the fourth dart back in his pocket. There was time enough for games later, once they got to the 'serious business' of drinking...
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Johnny's Fanfics (including Sureshot! A Bon Bon Tale)

Johnny's backstory
Johnny, Mark II (Project Aten character)

[Taliesin]

[Waiting for a reply from our tiger pal. In case he doesn't reply any soon, I'll post next.]
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[MidNight Tiger]

[sorry I haven't been around. I've been a little busy ]

*Grabbing a pint and taking a drink*

"Nice throwing Johny. Will you still be able to do that at the end of the night when the room is spinning?"

[Taliesin]

(it's okay pal, let's not talk about being busy, I have to log on after 1 am in order to post something )

*he grins at the tiger words, placing the remaining two glasses in front of both himself and Johnny that was still busy playing darts.* Cheers, guys *he says as he unties his mantle, letting it flop onto his own chair, crackling his back and shoulders a little, purring in relief as his joints snap softly* ah, I really needed for some relax in front of a cold beer, indeed. *he churrs and pokes his nose into the glass as he sips from it, taking a good drink of the dark stout as he keeps his eyes looking around, examining the nice place*
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