It was Wednesday of all DAMN days! He was angry, but he wasn't alone. There were four people and they were all looking for him, but at the same time, they weren't completely sure what they were looking for because they didn't know who he was. They didn't know what he was. All they knew is there was a bounty on his head, but for good reason.

"It's Eros, bitch."

He did a sweet ass backflip followed by a karate style kick directly into one of the guy's chests. Caving it in, obviously. 

"Nice to meet me."

Smirking, he looked around. It was really dark. You could barely see anything, and there was lots of panning in and out of the scene and it was kind of disorienting but its okay because it was also gritty as fuck. Then he pulls out his bow and runs towards two of the remaining guys and shoots them both in the face point blank like a badass but not before doffing his fedora towards them.

"Looks like love ISN'T in the air tonight."

Jumping on the wall he runs the entire length of the wall before smacking the last guy in the face with his hand, straight up bitch slapping him basically and its super rad. Then he looks down towards the dripping blood and does like this really cool thing, where he does like a half bow and then he lets his fedora drop into his hands. It's totally sick, bros.

"Looks like you won't be collecting that hit tonight..................."

After an awkward pause, he walks away from the building, and it totally blows up behind him. Sparks flying and pieces of debris shooting everywhere. He did it!

Aislin sips her spliced macchiato while watching the dramatics. She didn't really know what she saw, only that she saw it and it was fanfuckingtastic. It was better than any picture show she'd ever seen. She sat on a crate eating apple slices and wondered just what would happen next.

She passed the apple slices to Olympia.

"Ah shit Oly this outta' be good." 

An explosion is heard on the other side of the city. Carnival shakes his head when in thoughts -  thinking what has the world come to.

With slow pace at his feet - Carnival makes his way towards one of his spots where he would street perform. With a mobs suit on him and a guitar case clenched on his hand with his available one a small stool where he would use it to sit. He sits down and opens it up. People were slowly starting to notice him. Opens up the suitcase and takes out the guitar slowly by the neck.

Looks around at first and sees no craziness in sight. Adjusts the strings then puts his fingers on them, hits it off. For this occasion he had chosen to play an original composition that he had made himself while still practicing to play. As people were gathering to Carnival's play, it became a point where he would not know if people gathered to belittle him of his looks or just plainly hear his song. With his cool still in tact he glances down the street right after taking a quick look at the people surrounding him, there was a man running away from some other man chasing him. Carnival slowly picks up the tempo in rhythm to the chase across the street.

He quickens, continues on it being in a deep and fast rhythm with the chase, a slight grin appears on his face when the young man is about to be caught, Carnival's eyes still glued to the man running away. In seconds notice he comes to a full stop, the chase had been going for a bit that it was enough for him to make a distance with his chasers, the young man looks at Carnival's crowd, Carnival realizes that the young man is about to come his way and so he does, with a slow tempo at his feet the young man that was being chased makes his way across the street, his chasers nearing him he picks up the pace. That young man had seen Carnival before and knew he was not just any ordinary man.

Carnival shakes his head at the trouble that was brewing, the young man passes through the mob that was surrounding Carnival to try and get them tangled up with his chasers and deliberately put Carnival in action. That plan had succeeded. Carnival glares at the young man at first and does nothing, as soon as his chasers come near the crowd and him, takes his guitar and breaks it on ones head, while the other one surprised at the scene that just happened Carnival had enough reaction time to kick him both in the gut and neck when he bended forward, with the last one running away saying that it wouldn't be over with just this.

A minute passes by, Carnival takes a look at his guitar, only the neck standing, the rest being in pieces...

Sighs as he picks up the junk, puts them on a bag and takes the stool on his other free hand, surprisingly the crowd begins to cheer.

The streets were in full swing this morning, Jon was wearing his regular street clothes, just a regular white shirt and suspenders holding his trousers up and a white fedora. He scans the immediate area and spots the biggest crowd he can find. He walks towards the crowd of people and hops up onto the stoop of a coffee shop, he quickly catches everyone's attention when he starts to sing in a smooth voice, "I'll never smile again, until I smile at you. I'll never laugh again, what good would it do, for tears would fill my eyes, my heart would realize that our romance is through." Jon scans the crowd, and everyone is watching him, men are snapping their fingers and singing along and the women are gazing straight at him, admiring his relaxing voice. Jon's attention was stolen by a screaming voice, "STOP THAT MAN, HE HAS MY PURSE!"

Jon hops off the stoop and finds his way through the crowd, as he exits the other side of the crowd, he's suddenly wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat over his attire and his white fedora was now black. He spots the man running away from the poor old lady 5 blocks down and chases after him. The man, obviously a little overweight started to breath deeper and deeper as his legs came to a slow. Jon in full motion jumps over the assailants head in front of him. The man's eyes quickly open wide with fear as Jon, using the motion from his jump, does a backflip, connecting his feet to the man's chin, knocking him out instantly. Jon snatches the purse from the man's unconscious body and kicks him in the face to assure that he's out cold. He finds the older lady where the chase started and hands her the purse. The old lady, clearly happy that someone actually cared enough to stop a man from stealing her purse said, "Oh, dear. Thank you so much for stopping that bad man, I don't know what I'd do without it. I don't have much, but here you go, sonny." The old lady looks into her purse and pulls out 8 bobby pins and hands them to Jon. Without questioning, Jon smiles at the lady and kindly accepts her offer.

As Nefer was passing through a dangerous area of the city, she suddenly noticed a young man defending himself while another one further away tried to recover the stolen bag of a young lady.

She quickly crossed the street in order to help out those in need. As she crossed the street she suddenly found herself rushing through the overcrowded streets filled with vehicles in order to save a few seconds. During the rush, a car approached Nefer but managed to stop just in time to avoid hitting her. Moments after she noticed the man from before still trying to return the bag to the lady.

Nefer tried to remain calm in the middle of all this chaos. Two deep breaths later she remembered the young man in trouble, but as she looked around, he was nowhere to be found.

She approached the poor lady with her bag now safe and secure, and offered to escort her to a nearby canteen to help recover from the traumatic event.

The lady smiled and gladly agreed. A few minutes passed, and they were both at a table next to a large poster which appeared to show a popular singer. As they were both enjoying a glass of water, Nefer scouted the canteen, just to be sure no trouble was arising which was an old habit from her time when she lived in the streets. As her scouting almost came to an end, she surprisingly noticed the boy from the fray sitting fairly lost at the other side of the canteen.

Nefer excused herself, left the table and approached the boy to see what his problem was.