"Mainly everything illegal in America." Deadeye said.

X nodded as he headed into a Bar, "That's a bit interesting." he said as he sat down.

Deadeye spoke in Russian to the bartender.

X waited for the drinks patiently, while waiting so, he thought about what he would do after these series of events ended.

"You like vodka?" Deadeye asked.

X nodded, "As long as it ain't the weak kind." he joked as he looked at some papers inside his pants.

Deadeye spoke more Russian and the bartender left.

X looked at the name, "X Variales" for a few minutes before putting the paper back. "What now?" he asked.

The bartender hands them their drinks. "We drink till we're drunk and wake up in a Turkish prison."

X raised his class for a toast, "Hey, if we do end up in a prison, we won't be in for long." he joked.

I teleported to them out of nowhere. "I got lost." I say.

"Don't worry we did too for awhile." Deadeye said.

Name:Vincent Drayvenn
Gender: M
Age:17
Appearance: Splotched hair, glasses, crimson eyes, white sweater, cargo jeans
Bio: His parents were a little too tied up in their research when Vincent was little, so he learned how to be more self-sufficient. Had a strange past in the last year alone, including a possessed labcoat, and injecting himself with Lucario DNA
Personality: Innately aggressive, but will calm up a little if you manage to gain his trust
Weaponry: Really nothing else than his hands
Powers: Aura
Other: Purple
From: A story of mine, and a few RPs
Canon: No

(I believe you are auto accepted, and, if not, I accept you)

X nodded, "We did, I also murdered various people, and I essentially sent a person named Lucas into the sun." he said recalling the events.