His usual police uniform for WCPD. (All credit belongs to original artist, will remove if asked.)
22 Years Old.
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Clayton Muccia
"I ran away in floods of shame"
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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Dr. Nikolai, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
Theme Song: "Home" By Mumford And Sons.
His usual police uniform for WCPD. (All credit belongs to original artist, will remove if asked.)
22 Years Old.
His usual police uniform for WCPD. (All credit belongs to original artist, will remove if asked.)
22 Years Old.
So begins...
Clayton Muccia's Story
The sounds of a fight going on could be heard from outside the bar, and a slam against the wall of the bar could be heard, with a yell of pain, then silence, then suddenly a 22 year old police officer was thrown through the window of the bar, the glass shattering and a shard of it stabbed the officer in the chest, and he hit a booth in the front, and fell over it. Sounds of running could be heard outside in the rain, and the officer winced in pain as the good size shard of glass stuck out of his stomach.
"God damn, i try to stop a mugging and this happens to me! fucking guy was huge!" he said with a cough of blood, and a stream of blood poured from the wound in his chest, where the shard was.
"God damn, i try to stop a mugging and this happens to me! fucking guy was huge!" he said with a cough of blood, and a stream of blood poured from the wound in his chest, where the shard was.
The steady stream of blood came out of the police officer's chest, as he tried to pull the shard of glass out, he yanked it out, and looked around at the bar, "Can someone give me some bandages please? i kinda just got thrown through a window" he said in a worried tone.
Clayton Muccia took the long sleeves of the shirt, and tied them around his wound, he coughed a little, and some blood came out, the shard had gone pretty deep, and it being yanked out made it bleed faster, the sleeves stopped the bleeding for now.
"I do not know what you are talking about sir, but thank you for the help, and the potatoes, i do not know where they are" he said with a confused look.
Clayton Muccia gave a face like "I honestly don't know what the fuck you are talking about", and shook his head, and ordered some Whiskey, to drown out the pain of the wound.
Clayton Muccia saw the woman get up and run quickly to the bathroom, and he got up and stood outside. "Mam are you ok? i heard the crying, just making sure everything's alright" he said in a worried tone.
"If you think that is a good idea, then i will go away, but if it involves anything that a police officer could help with, i'll be in the front of the bar" he said in a calm and soothing tone, and sat back in his seat, drinking his whiskey slowly.
Clayton sighed and drank some more of his Whiskey slowly, but kept having those memories of his family being killed, him leaving his sister Elle, thinking that he was dead, and she was alone, and he felt horrible for that, and he shuddered a little, and ordered some Coffee, and drank a little when it arrived.
Clayton sighed and drank some more of his Coffee, and had a sad look on his face, since coming to Wing City, he hadn't made many friends in the 2 years since leaving San Fele in Italy.
Clayton Muccia sighed and got up slowly, wanting to leave for the night as there was no one talking to him, and he dropped a card on the table that Guen and Amaya sat at and he walked out of the bar, getting drenched in the rain, but still not caring.
The door to the bar opened slowly, and a twenty-two year old police officer came into the bar, with a large bandage wrapped around his chest, as he had just got back from the hospital, with a large stab wound from the shard of glass that impaled his chest, and he sat in a chair by the fireplace, with a sad look on his face.
Clayton Muccia kept staring down at the floor, in deep thought of what had gone on in the past, of San Fele, of Italy, and his sister Elle, and his parents murder, he had a single tear roll down his face.
Clayton Muccia got up slowly, seeing it was a quiet night, he went to leave and stepped in the smoke, and couldn't see anything, and looked around, it was eerie.
Clayton Muccia suddenly could see again and smiled at Mason and sat back in his seat, and shivered a little, it was quite cold right now.
Clayton Muccia came back into the bar, with a black tank top on, and black jeans, he sat at the front of the bar, with a relieved sigh, and touched his bandages beneath his shirt, he winced in pain a little, and ordered some Vodka, as he was off duty for the night, injury from duty, and he looked around.
Clayton looked around at the bar and sighed, he looked down at his Vodka, swishing it around, and he picked it up, the ice and drink moving like a sea, and he put it to his lips, and drank some of it slowly, he put it down and wiped some from his lips in a slowly stroking manner, he winced a little at the pain in his chest.
"Rest because of injury, fuck that, i need the drink" he said with a chuckle.
"Rest because of injury, fuck that, i need the drink" he said with a chuckle.
The setting changes from gambits-bar to Dark Woods
The sound of leaf's blowing around on the ground could be heard in the woods, it was a quiet and windy night in the woods, raining not hard but still a decent amount of Rainpour was happening, and there was a man walking through the woods, that man was Clayton Muccia, he had a black tank top on and black pants, he forgot his coat at home, after getting off from Police Duty, and he wanted to relax.
He shivered a little, and stroked some water from his hair, "Damn it's aaaaa coooold night, wish i didn't forget my coat" he said with a tired sigh, he had been walking for a while.
He shivered a little, and stroked some water from his hair, "Damn it's aaaaa coooold night, wish i didn't forget my coat" he said with a tired sigh, he had been walking for a while.
Clayton Muccia looked up for a second to see a giant spider and fell down for a second, and got back up, and wiped some dirt from his arms. "Yes i am here, just taking a walk" he said with a tired tone.
"Personally i don't hate the rain, but when your forget a coat at home, it kind of sucks for you, i probably will catch a cold" he said with a tired sigh, he stroked his hair a little, getting rain out of it.
Clayton Muccia sighed and nodded his head, and looked around. "Would that be ok with you if i came up in the tree?" he asked in a shy tone, he wasn't that most social person.
Clayton Muccia nodded his head slowly, and ran up the tree, he was proficient in parkour, and landed softly next to the nest, and smiled, it was quite comfy up here. "Thank you" he said in a kind tone.
"I see you aren't a giant spider! sorry, i couldn't see you in the dark, i'm Clayton by the way, nice to meet you" he said in a kind tone and smiled at her.