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Darcy Townshend

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Nov 25 2015, 03:29 AM
It had been the shortest prorogation he had ever done in his life, and by god...he had done a handful in his life time. But after figuring out that Katherine Byrne. nee Rook, worked at some piss-ant bookstore downtown had been a real lead on finding his buddy (who was married to the lady)- and subsequently the biggest dead end he had encountered too. Because the cute little homosexual couple that owned the shop closed ranks something fierce the second he started to ask names and god forbid he show a picture of the two, because the one with the mallen streak turned all sorts of crimson and huffed and puffed and Darcy was damn sure he was gonna bring the house down.

"AND STAY OUT!"

Apparently large storkly men had a bit of 'hmph' behind them, because before he could even bark out as much as an 'Oof-dah' Darcy found himself physically ejected from the store by the seat of his pants, hitting the pavement with a meaty thud, before the door closed behind him with a jingle of bells and the click of a lock. "Y'coulda just asked me to leave y'know! " He sat up, eyes flashing for moment before he shook his head and made a face, ah...he wasn't listening, with a passive aggressive huff he muttered. "Fuckin' savage." Well no reason to stay on his ass on a day like this, he pulled himself and dusted himself off.

Of course, you know...this meant war, and he was one ready and more then happy to bide his time, because barring a diminishing timeline, he really had nothing better to do with it and already he was hatching a plan, a terrible wonderful plan- which would take just a bit longer to put into motion. A few hours perhaps...he just had to wait for the fellas to go home for the night, and then...well, that was the part that took some hashing out.

So bide his time he did, rubbing his bruised ass as he waited for his order to come up at the coffee shop, all the while eyeing that shop across the street.
Oct 27 2015, 02:58 AM


Player Name: Squeeji

Character Name: Darcy T. Townshend

Alias: N/A

Age: 35

Character Type: Sleeper

Class Level: Townie

Profession: Private Practice Lawyer
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Appearance: The term inoffensively plain is a good start for describing Darcy, he's average height and a bit heavy set from being about as lethargic as a human can be without being dead or comatose. His brown hair is just a touch too long, but might have been more in vogue back in the early 2000s, the same could be said of his out of date fashion sense, old suits, sweatervests and the occasional hoodie...though someone told him it's okay to wear t-shirts with blazers and that was a huge disservice. His face is rather nondescript, he's not unfortunate, but he's not attractive either, usually sporting stubble or a full beard given that his face is the type that will be carded until he's sixty if clean shaven. Glasses are the norm.

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Aura Reading | Darcy doesn't quite know it, but he's got one foot in the grave, and because of that, he's more or less out of sync with how the the spirit world and the physical world should meet. It's given him (pretty much unknowingly so) a type of psychic perception- he can feel the nimbus of energy that surrounds living or mostly living things. Over time he's figured what he considers "instinct" as something he can interpret. Certainly his gift is nothing out of the norm in the valley, and in fact it lacks a great deal of sophistication in comparison to the better known Mind rote: Aura Perception. But he can figure someone's general emotional state, and perform such feats as determining when someone might be lying to him or even recognize a supernatural creature if he has some basis for comparison.

Automatic Writing| Idle hands...without really thinking about it, Darcy's left hand is up to something...not all the time of course, but when given a writing instrument and a blind eye, it writes what seems to be a language that so far seems unrecognizable by mortal eyes. Come to think of it, it doesn't seem like it's his hand writing either.

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Darcy is the type of guy who comes across much differently then he actually is. He's a seemingly confident man with an easy going demeanor and sort of a roguish charm to him if you like a sort of laissez–faire attitude. But the truth of the matter is, he's a man who had been so ready to die that he hasn't really pulled himself from that backlash. After going through those seven stages he hit acceptance and then...nothing, he's already lost everything. So he's become a man who lives every day like it would be his last but what is there left to do but wait for the end?

Other then that sad summation of his existence, it's very freeing and he can't help but relish the freedom that no longer giving a damn has given him. Darcy is actually a happy guy, maybe even content... he's never been the sort to let things get to him, but that's maybe in part because he doesn't really THINK about anything. Oh he's smart enough but he doesn't worry when he should- don't sweat the small things might be a good motto but sweating nothing isn't exactly a good way to go about things and yet Darcy doesn't learn leaving his life somewhat in shambles even before things had taken a turn for the worse. He's a disorganized man from the inside out and he knows it, but there's a method to his chaos, he knows what he's doing, where his things are in his mess, and basically he's become the eye of his own particular storm- keeping clutter, a hectic job and disastrous people around him just because it's more comfortable to him then what is the norm. Like micromanaging in a crisis situation he's better at mitigating damage then even attempting an ounce of prevention.

Though even with his obvious flaws, Darcy can't help but laugh, sure his sense of humor is dark as pitch and he's been only getting stranger lately, but it can be chalked up easily to the fact that his brain chemistry is still a bit off from the chemo. He's still a loyal friend willing to pick up the pieces for anyone he cares for and god knows that's all he does. Which is just another thing he shrugs off...he's a good person, he keeps telling himself that, a real hero, a bit of a wreck, and it's probably good he keeps telling himself that, because there's something about him that's changing and it scares him on some primal level yet he knows there's nothing he can do about it, yet he can't remember why.


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Player Name: Squeeji

Character Name: Darcy T. Townshend

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Character Type: Sleeper

Class Level: Townie

Profession: Private Practice Lawyer

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Aura Reading | Darcy doesn't quite know it, but he's got one foot in the grave, and because of that, he's more or less out of sync with how the the spirit world and the physical world should meet. It's given him (pretty much unknowingly so) a type of psychic perception- he can feel the nimbus of energy that surrounds living or mostly living things. Over time he's figured what he considers "instinct" as something he can interpret. Certainly his gift is nothing out of the norm in the valley, and in fact it lacks a great deal of sophistication in comparison to the better known Mind rote: Aura Perception. But he can figure someone's general emotional state, and perform such feats as deterimining when someone might be lying to him

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