forum RP to develop antagonists (OPEN!!! - please join!)

Started June 21, 2018 by @PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose

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He makes eye contact with her and pours a couple drops of spirit onto the bench.

Genevieve blushes in embarrassment. "Oh… I um… sure. I'll have that, then."

Chase tries- and fails- to hide his laughter.

He wipes the bench and makes her a lemon lime and bitters. He seems possibly a little drunk himself. He gives it to her and gets out a small paper bag with some dried leaves in it. He also gets some roll up paper and looks at Chase.
“So why are you two here this evening?”
He begins making a roll up with the tobacco and paper.

Chase decides to answer before Genevieve can say anything stupid. "I thought it would be fun to have a night out."

“Alright…” rey says, looking for his lighter and swearing a little, “Well, don’t get wasted. People here can be a bit foul.” He advises.

Chase smiles again. "Can they really? I'm sure I'll be fine." Genevieve mutters something under her breath in response and Chase laughs.

Rey nods and fails to find his lighter, giving up and throwing his joint at a wall in a little immature tantrum. He looks at the pair.
“More to drink?”
He inquires.

Chase smiles again. "Of course."

Rey makes another cocktail and gives it to Chase. “So will you be eating here or just drinking to your hearts content?” He asks sternly.

Chase gives a small laugh. "Well, I won't be needing any food, but Genie probably will."

Genevieve glares at him. "I told you not to call me Genie."

“Hush now small one, just let him, if he knows it annoys you he’ll keep going.” He whispers. “Now, food for one, but honestly, what does it matter about needing food but why not eat for the mere pleasure of having food that tastes half good.” He suggests, shrugging and walking out of the bar to the main dining floor and setting up a small table for two.

The two walk over to the table and sit down.

"Well, this is romantic, isn't it?" Chase winks at Genvieve. She kicks his shin under the table.

Rey snorts and gives then a simple menu with usual pub food like steak and chips and aoli salad. He brings them water and cups and waits at the bar to be called.

Chase pours water for himself and Genevieve, "accidentally" spilling it on her.

Name: Samine Samudrala
Age: Many centuries old, looks 18
Gender: Non-binary/agender
Sexuality: Pansexual
Role (protag/antag): Developing… But mostly on the morally gray side. As much of a villain/hero as Catwoman would be, for example.
Ethnicity (optional): Middle Eastern.
Species: Human
Powers/Abilities: Can grant wishes, can shapeshift, can fly
Personality: Personality can violently shift depending on what animal they were last. Unpredictable, hard to read. Hates it when people call them Sam Sam. Will do anything that benefits them the most in the end. Makes a lot of comments that either seem like insults but are compliments or seem like compliments that are insults. Dry humor, and much sarcasm.
Appearance: Chin-length black hair, amber/gold eyes, and dark brown skin. Short as fuck, with barely discernible curves. Looks very androgynous.
Clothing: Thick dark kohl around eyes, light brown jacket, black leggings, black combat boots. Usually wears a hat, mostly caps, or large archeologist hats. Amulet (golden Eye of Horus on a threadbare black cord), plain black shirt, long white scarf that flies in the wind for dramatic effect.
Backstory: (well, this character is from a fanfiction I'm writing, so I'm adapting them to fit this roleplay) Long ago, Sam used to be an ambassador to a powerful foreign country (Egypt, maybe Babylon or Assyria? Somewhere in the Middle East). She (yes, she used to be a she… Djinn are agender) met a noble of a small country (maybe Israel?) when the noble came to visit her queen for a royal dinner. The queen insulted the noble, they had a fight, and the noble won. Sam was sent by the queen to the noble to declare war, but the noble persuaded the queen to call off the war, and Sam fell in love with her (her being the noble). She started to court the noble in secret, and she (Sam) rose in power to becomes the king's most trusted advisor and friend. One day, the noble was declared to marry the king of that country. Sam had a duel with the king over her, but they were so equally matched that the noble was told to choose. The noble chose the king, and Sam was heartbroken, heading into the wilderness after she heard about a magic lamp that could grant wishes. She spent several years searching for this lamp, but when she finally did find it, the owner of the lamp persuaded her that wishing for the noble to fall in love with her was selfish and she shouldn't get in the way of the noble's happiness, so she wished instead to become a djinn to free the previous djinn. However, over time, trapped in the lamp, they started to grow bitter and swore revenge on the owner… Now that someone has found the lamp (anyone want to be that person?), they spend their free time hunting down the descendant of the previous owner to kill them.
Other: Uses a khopesh as a weapon.

Rey gives Chase a disapproving look and throws a towel at him. “Don’t be making my furniture wet or any other people.” He orders, frowning.

Chase smiles at him and picks up a napkin, throwing it at Genevieve. "There you go."

“Don’t be an ass. Help her.” Rey grumbles, rolling his eyes and organising some glasses on the bar.

Chase stands up from his seat and walks over to Genevieve, helping her in the most over-exaggerated and grandiose way possible.

Rey just stares, sighing. He makes himself a vodka shot, takes it and goes to take their food or dares.
“What do you two want?”