'Ello! I'm Ethic Sigma, better known as the Prophet. I run a bar with my brother Sinbad Eda. It's called The Deduction, and everyone is welcome there. Anyway we may only look like teenagers, but we are plenty more exceptional than we may appear. ((Independent au X-men ocs who can rp with anyone. On and off hiatus))
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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I will unfortunately be suspending this account from further activities. Furthermore, I will be moving Ethic and Sinbad to my multi-muse account along with other characters. Please follow furballsmultimuse if you wish to engage further.
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Xavier//Defenses Down
With a content sigh, Ethic leaned back to observe her buzzing bar. Even with Sinbad's help, it was starting to become quite difficult to keep up with the popularity of this place. She even started slightly using her telepathy to pre make drinks for a few customers, which to them made her seem magical. In a busy and welcoming bar like this, it was hard to imagine that humans and mutants couldn't get along. Then she sensed something she hasn't sensed since she was young, another telepath, and that meant they could sense her too. She didn't know if it was because she had started using her telepathy a bit, or if it was something else, but she had to hope this one was friendly.
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//Cries ooc
Man, I miss rping with partners I use to
It was so much fun portraying Ethic as a half time lord character...
Maybe I'll keep it and create a verse page....
But first I have to grasp Ethic as the original character I created her for, an x men, though I edited her story a bit.
When I first thought her up, I wanted her to be Rogue's sister who could instead of draining life force, transfer it so that others can use someones powers or contain others memories.
Course she shifted away from that and that was how Ethic Sigma was born. But now I took both and sort of mushed them together... ~sigh~ So much work to do before I move into college...
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Holy Petunias it's ooc
I finally refound Ethic's muse, though not in the same way as before. I toned her down and molded a little differently, making her more X-men universe friendly though still able to exist in other universes.
Man, I just needed a break from my childish N, sort of started losing his muse again....
Welp, anyone want to take my new Ethic for a test run, all previous relationships will remain~
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+ hellsxnapoleon
She was walking along just humming a small tune beneath her breath, her bright red hair being the only color on her as her eyes were grey and her clothes were completely white. She wore a white button up long-sleeved dress shirt with a white vest over it and a pair of white dress pants. For an odd reason her feet were bare. She turned the corner and seemed to disappear for a moment, but reappeared smiling in the next moment and smiled, would you like to come in?"
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+ thecandlecanthelpit
Ethic sat in the darkest corner of the already dimly lit bar, watching the others in it start to leave as the witching hour came. She watched them laugh and drink their troubles away while she zoned out thinking of troubling thoughts. Breaking this chain of thought she scanned the rest of the crowd for a friendly, or better yet, familiar face.She finished what was left of her thoughts in a sentence that ended up trailing off, "I need a doctor...:"
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+ the—wild—fox
Sinbad was seething with anger for his sister. Even though it was getting towards the end of his eighth grade year, he was still forced to do the chores he's been doing as a kid. He had to shine every single glass in the bar today, which he has never once completed because every glass needed to be perfectly spotless or else his ocd would kick in and drive him nuts. He heard the bell ring signalling that someone had entered the empty bar. They technically didn't start serving for another ten minutes or so, but his sister never turned down a customer so he ignored the visitor.
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//Eh... Just rebuilding three rp blogs lol
So yeah, I'm rebuilding my three rp blogs since I find a need for new distractions
If you want to continue old threads just let me know and I'll add them to my drafts since I lost ALL of them, or if you want to start a new one.
I have my pokemon au/oc rp blog with my (potentially blind) child Natural Harmonia Gropius and maybe soon a protector.
And there's also Cresto, but I don't remember his email or blog title XD
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"Oh yes! This bar is the safest place in the whole world. Finding it can be hard, but once you enter even the worst enemies must behave. I don't tolerate anything in here. I also rent apartments up top for people who need a nice night's rest," Ethic explained. Sinbad just stayed blunt, "Everywhere is dangerous. The worse criminals are in the close knit neighborhoods."

+ doctorsgranddaughter
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"Merlin Emrys..." she trailed off before commenting with a wistful look, that's a very magical name. My name is Ethic Sigma, but my customers call me Prophet, it's a pleasure to meet you Merlin." Sinbad waited a few more moments before simply commenting, "Sinbad Eda, simply Sinbad."

+ merlinyouidioticservant

"Who the hell are you, and how in bloody hell do you look like me?" The raven haired boy confronted from behind the counter. His sister must of heard him and came out because surprise, surprise she just has to chime in. “Well isn’t this interesting. What’s your name cutie?"

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When Sinbad first heard the strange sound he went out to investigate, and as he watch, an old phone booth appeared. When the man walked out, it befuddled Sinbad even further. When he finally found his voice the first thing he commented on was, "Your door is backwards...."
madmaninthatoldbluebox // Left Alone
Ethic had left me all alone for the month to watch the bar. We may be the same exact age, but for some reason I am always the little brother. Oddly, when she disappears so does all of the customers. I know I’m not as good at making drinks, or creatingbrand knew ones, and that I can’t remember most of them, but still? No customers what so ever? I sighed and flopped down at a booth, “Maybe I should just quit…"
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"Bro, are you young enough to use dude?" Sinbad retorted smoothly as he poured the coke out of the spigot. "And for the record I am plenty old enough to be serving here. My twin is too, but she's out running errands for the day."
+ ironinventor

"Um, sorry, my sister isn’t in if you’re looking for her. If not well, I’m not that great of server, but, uh, welcome to The Deduction can I get you anything?" the boy behind the counter looked very comfortable and a few years short of being old enough to drink or serve at a bar.
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"Of course we do, what kind do you want?" Ethic smiled and started listing off a bunch of kinds, "We have black tea, green tea, mint tea, blueberry tea, and many, many more kinds.All made nice and fresh. Perfectly warmed to a temperature just hot enough to be warm and cold enough to drink instantly.
+ thefrozenterrorist

"Hello lovely, welcome to the Deduction. My name is Ethic Sigma, but feel free to call me Prophet," she purred as the person entered her establishment. She, like always, was sitting on the bar crossed legged towards the door in her trademark white suit. “Care to have anything to drink? We carry everything alcoholic and non so you name it we have it."
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"Oh no, no! We wouldn't want you getting lost. Not many places are as hospitable as we are," she smiled then laughed, "Besides, he is right, I can't keep a thing organized without him." Sinbad on the other hand was a bit more aversionable, "But if you really want to make it on your own, I'd suggest staying to main streets, and staying near the center of the city. Those are the most safe parts."

+ doctorsgranddaughter
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+ merlinyouidioticservant
"Who the hell are you, and how in bloody hell do you look like me?" The raven haired boy confronted from behind the counter. His sister must of heard him and came out because surprise, surprise she just has to chime in. "Well isn't this interesting. What's your name cutie?"
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+ ironinventor
"Um, sorry, my sister isn't in if you're looking for her. If not well, I'm not that great of server, but, uh, welcome to The Deduction can I get you anything?" the boy behind the counter looked very comfortable and a few years short of being old enough to drink or serve at a bar.
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+ ariapondfromgallifrey
"Um, sorry, my sister isn't in if you're looking for her. If not well, I'm not that great of server, but, uh, welcome to The Deduction can I get you anything?" the boy behind the counter looked very comfortable and a few years short of being old enough to drink or serve at a bar.
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