"Sup!"

Clapping his hands, Aquila spun in the bar stool next to Abra. "Yes we are all in awe of your power Azure." The Korean gushed with sarcasm. "But honestly charmed to meet you." He was in a pair of dark blue jeans and wore a dark grey hooded jacket. The inner fur and hood strings were a light grey while the zipper was a black metal. He had on black loafers and underneath wore long black socks. His hair was black and the bangs were long, forcing him to sweep them to the right. He wore glasses and had a light tan complexion, while his eyes were a dark brown nearing black.

"The name's Aquila, and I'll give you three guesses to who I made while I get myself a coke." He turned.

"You made me and Jeden I'm guessing." Abra spoke plainly, seeming to be more interested in how the light filtered through the vodka and crystal rather than his creator.

"Now that's not fun." Aquila rolled the icy cold can of coke in his hands before popping the top off, taking a deep chug before resurfacing with a belch that he covered with his mouth. "Thought I made you better than that."

"Sorry I would've guessed Rumpelstilskin but he's not here right now." Abra drank from his glass and looked at Aquila. "You're not as impressive as I imagined."

"Nor you as charming." Aquila retorted.

"Must be the alcohol." The magician shrugged and poured himself another drink.

"Holdup, that means you know everything about them, right?"

Urako turned towards Cadell and replied even though it wasn't his question. "We know absolutely everything about our creations yes."

Gangsta Tom was thrown back into the main room, crashing on the floor with a stupid grin before quickly recovering.
Haru walked in, brushing off his attire-standard silver suit with sunglasses and dust-colored suede shoes, looking a bit bemused as he strolled in and took a seat.
"Why did I make this guy again?"

"Why of course, Abra was made in my image."

"Obviously not." Abra guffawed.

"Was talking mentally you psychopath."

"So you're just as crazy as me?" Abra blinked, a slight pause caused by the briefest moment of being impressed.

"More like the other way around, and I would say more so." Aquila stuck out his tongue.

"Hold on that what about me?" Jeden raised his hand.

"I think we already know the answer to that question Jeden." The two sitting at the bar stated in unison and both drank. The answer gave the young man a chill down his spine and he fell silent, his hand falling back to his lap.

Azure: "For me, all my cute characters are their own. I don't really make anyone from myself; Nightshade is a bit of an exception, but at the same time, he isn't. But that's neither here nor there."

"Gosh dangit. Now I'm legitimately jealous my 'puppeteer' isn't showing up."

"Bit of exception on the cute or being his own character? Because I can vouch for one of them." Abra raised his hand.

Aquila snapped his finger and grumbled. "Beat me by seconds."

A random asshole appeared. He thrust his hand to the side and purple Lucida Sans unfaded into the logbook, forming the name DoomsDruid.

"Hello, all."

Adrian looked over and frowned miserably. He disliked his creator. In his opinion, any sane person would.

Tanya scanned the room, baffled by what was happening. Random individuals kept appearing across the room and pairing themselves with specific people. From what she heard from the various conversations, they were the creators of people around her. The thought gave her a chill down her spine, recalling her father. Suddenly an individual approached her from the right and, without saying a single word, scooped the whisky glass from her hand and began drinking from it. Tanya curiously turned around, facing the person.

It was a quite tall man, raven short hair with a very thick black beard. Behind a pair of simple glasses laid dark brown eyes which were glancing along the room. He sported a Nirvana t-shirt paired with a pair of large blue jeans, 90's style, completing the look with a pair of Air Jordans. Tanya's eyes jumped back up at the glass from which he was drinking, spotting along the way a dragon like tattoo on the man's left arm.

"You've got some guts, kid." she stated authoritatively, but the man did not flinch. He proceeded to finish the glass of whisky and put it down on the counter, before shaking the stinging feeling off.

"We're the same age, but yeah, I've got plenty." he replied, almost mocking Tanya's previous statement. Obviously that mostly pissed her off even more.

"Heh, you definitely have a death wish."

"Actually, I have a Zero. Jamie Thomas. Solid Indie trucks with Spitfire soft wheels. Good for tranny. Good guess though." He replied without batting an eye. Tanya looked at him surprised at first, then it changed to utter confusion as he kept babbling random words. The man frowned as he saw Tanya's confused expression.

"Skateboards, Tanya. I'm talking about skateboards. And just so you know, you're not that intimidating as you want others to believe." he added, before snatching the bottle of Smirnoff and pouring himself a glass. All under Tanya's expression of disbelief.

"Do we know each other?" she asked with a slight tremble in her voice.

"Yes! No. Probably not. Possibly? I mean, I know all about you and Serena, but I doubt you really know anything about me." he took a small break and downed about half of the vodka glass. A deep breath and a 'Woo' followed immediately after. Then, with very casual movement he pulled out of his jeans pocket a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. With equally as casual moves he pulled a stick out of the pack, shoved it in his mouth and lit it up, exhaling a small cloud of smoke soon after. As the smoke settled, the man glanced around the room and scoffed.

"Oh but where are my manners. Evening everybody! Pleasure to see you all! Azure. Aquila. Looking as good as ever." he cheerfully spoke, pointing at the two specific individuals as they came along in the sentence. As he greeted Aquila however, his eyes fell on Abra. Without any sort of warning he quickly went around Tanya and fronted Abra. The magician looked at him with an expression resembling Tanya's.

"Dino hates you. But it's a pleasure to meet you, mate. Name's Alex." he said as he took Abra's hand and shook it. The magician simply obliged and followed along. The man turned around and headed back next to Tanya, which had never taken her eyes off him.

"Alex? It doesn't ring any bell-Oh. You're the guy." she said with a quite disappointed tone.

"Yeah I'm the guy. Enchanté." he replied in a cheerful way, contrasting Tanya's. He took her hand and kissed her. She simply allowed him to do so.

"I thought you were ginger, to be honest."

"I should make you a bit less bitchy."

"Touché."

"Erm... What can you all do here, exactly? Ya have unlimited god mode or something?"

Azure: "Well, I do. Think of them as having 'limited god mode.' Anyways, this little interlude is only going to last during the break, then it's back to business. Of course, we'll be wiping some bits and pieces of your memories so that things will flow easier. A creation that knows it's a creation tends to lose its will to act as though it has free will. And if that happens, then they're of no use here, don't you think? It'd just be boring and depressing."

"Uh... I feel fine."

"Wait a second, we're going to get our memories erased twice?" Derrick sat up at the last part and frowned a little before retracting his staff and sitting back down next to Draou. "If that's the case, I have a few questions I want to ask my creator." He looked at Urako. "First off, when do I get my happy ending? Second, why did you do this?! Finally, who else do I need to worry about and how can I beat them easily?"

Urako just looked at his creation and laughed. "I have no idea when for the first answer. For the second, I did all this to amuse myself and the other Puppet masters. I'ts not like you have actual feelings or free will. Thirdly,-" At this answer he grinned. "I'm not about to give any spoilers on that one. I'm afraid i can't make it easy for you either. You see, my story is going to be compared to others you see and if you win completely one-sided people might be opt to pick your opponent's story. And what they'll do to you is a lot worse than what i'll do to you. Trust me." He smiled. "Of course, you're going to act like nothing is wrong."

Urako snapped his fingers and Derrick just slumped in his chair and turned towards Cadell and iris. "Hey guys, what do you think about my totally awesome creator who isn't forcing me to say these lines?" Upon finishing he grumbled, but didn't say anything more on the matter.