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decan didn’t know how long he had been walking for. the only reason he ever stopped was for his doggie companion who would whine if they walked for too long, or was hungry, thirsty. anything along those lines. he didn’t feel the need to stop for himself. maybe it was because he didn’t feel safe enough to do so on his own, maybe he just had too much energy.

either was, dog had gotten them to stop once again, and they were both munching on some jerky, de an sat against one of the few trees dotted around the prairie, listening to the birds tweet, the bugs buzzing.. he had a feeling that would get annoying.

Character Creation / kenneth’s new character storage
« on: February 26, 2020, 03:27:10 PM »
howdy! don’t post pls!
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✧ name | nicknames
✧ number years old | birthday | zodiac
✧ gender identity | pronouns
✧ clan/group | rank | titles (optional)
— [i]notes maybe (optional)[/i]

✧ human ([url=http://REFURL][color=COLOR]ref.[/color][/url]) | health: [color=COLOR]__%[/color]
— notes
[i]— accesories[/i]
[i]— current injuries[/i]

✧ (positives)
✧ (neutral)
✧ (negatives)
— full personality here

✧ parents | any extra info
— [i]adopted by[/i]
✧ family name
✧ romantic orientation sexual orientation | single/taken/complicated/not looking | shipname
✧ friends | best friends | extra info

✧ physically ___ | mentally ___ | powers | weapons
✧ will start/end fights, easy/hard provoke | will/not kill
✧ mentor | apprentice | how skilled are they in fighting?
✧ not/allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in [b]bolded COLOR[/b] | mention @/account when attacking

✧ extra info here, such as face claims, voice claims, bits of their history, links, etc.
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Archives / Children of Abaddon DRAG ME [ o, intro ]
« on: February 19, 2020, 01:31:23 AM »
boy had no clue what was going on half of the time. he just knew that he worked, and they gave him food and a place to sleep at night. it seemed ok here, not too hot, not too cold, not too much snow or rain so far.. then again, he hadn't been here long. of course, there was one event that felt like a weird fever dream that he just kind of shoved to the back of his head and was ignoring, but we wont linger on that.

he had just finished up his chores for the day, which was mostly just farming, and he seemed quite proud of himself, sat on the porch of the everyone house and watching a few children run around and play while they could before they were called to have dinner by the babysitters. even though the days were shorter, his body felt weighed down like they were the longest day of summer, propping his head on his knee as he waited for the call. he knew very little english, he just knew that when the pretty lady came sweeping up children, thats when each meal was.

sighing, he muttered softly to himself, "Dieu, j'ai faim .. quand est le dîner?"*

* god, i'm hungry.. when is dinner?

Character Creation / BOYS WILL BE BUGS, RIGHT? [ boy ]
« on: February 19, 2020, 12:31:53 AM »
✴ Jeremiah Todd / " boy " / goes purely by boy, no one knows his real name
✴ 16 years / december 25th / ages realistically
✴ cisgender male / masc pronouns
✴ farmer of the children of abaddon
✴ doesn't know english, can only speak french

reference / 5'7 / ~150lbs
✴ brown, kind wavy hair, usually wearing a cap of some sort.
✴ usually looks tired but always seems pretty full of life
✴ tanned skin from the sunlight, naturally pale
✴ slightly downturned brown eyes
✴ clothes are often too big, and shoes are falling apart.

✴ to develope

✴ only speaks french
✴ the only english he knows is the lyrics to "you are my sunshine", but he doesn't know what the words mean

The Badlands / [ LIKE I NEVER LEFT ] joining, o
« on: January 25, 2020, 07:14:14 PM »
triggers: murder, abuse, hostage situation, implied kidnapping, alcoholism, attempted manipulation

it had been months. months he had been missing, but not too far away. only a few mines past the woods that sat near the badlands was a small far, where there was an attic he couldn’t escape. a literal chain around his ankle as he tried desperately to break it to the point that his finger tips bled, his ankle raw from the metal rubbing against it. he hadn’t eaten in days, and he was sure they’d all forgotten about him. his father, salem, cat, anyone that had ever known him.

he almost gave up, but one day, he had half heartedly pulled the rusty lock, and it gave way, the shackle falling open. he had stared in disbelief, unsure if this was a dream or real, because it didn’t feel real. he shook as he stood, tears flooding his eyes as he stared at the stairs his father had always come up, holding the shotgun that stood against the wall, having taunted him with it for so long, but now..

now, he had his chance. he had slowly moved over, picking the shot gun before starting to stomp his feet, scream at the top of his lungs, only falling silent when he heard the angry stomping up the stairs, and he walked backwards into the darkest corner of the room. his father hadn’t reached for the shot gun, and just stood in the middle of the attic in utter confusion as to where he’d gone.

turn around, you sick piece of shit.” tinny hissed, a hand on the trigger as he stepped from the shadows. it was a slow turn, and a look of realisation came onto his face. slowly, the man smiled, something tinny had never seen him do. the man was scared. he knew what was coming.

hey, now, tin. it’s alright. i’m sorry.” the man croaked out, voice destroyed by the thirty years of drunkenness. “i love you, bud.

NO YOU DONT-” the scream was full of rage as he pulled the trigger, a boom leaving the gun as the man and tinny both stumbled back from the impact. there was a hole in the man’s stomach, and all the air had been knocked from tinny when the shotgun recoiled and hit him in the rib, causing it to snap. both men let out noises of pain, his father’s being more intense as blood sputtered from his mouth. tinny couched hardly as he slowly moved to his father, reaching out to the hole in his stomach and shove the barrel right into it.

the man shouted in pain, falling to the ground as he bled out and tinny moved back, slowly kneeling down. “i’m gonna let you suffer.” he whispered, watching as the man doubled over and fell to his side. “you’ll suffer, and you’ll die, because after twenty years, that’s all you deserve.

and that’s what he did, he watched the terror in the man as his rapid breathing halted, and tinny looked to the gun, hoping to god it had a mother bullet, before walking down the stairs. he began to open any windows he could as he went, pausing at the front door and grabbing a bottle of his fathers moonshine nearby and the box or matches, opening the drink, and beginning to pour it around the house, all through it.

he stopped near the front door once again, looking around as he lit a match and flicked it into the moonshine puddle on the front porch, stepping down and watching as the house began to go up in flames.

good riddance.

that’s all he said before turning and starting to walk the same way he had begun to walk to get to the badlands. it took hours, and just like before, he got bad when it was pitch black out, but this time, he was the one with the fire to see his was around instead of cat using his lighter.

heaving a sigh, he flicked the match into a dumpster full of old paper and rotting food, watching it go up in flames and stepping closer to warm his hands. his rib aches, but.. it was worth it. it was all worth it in the long run.

cat? salem?” he finally called, slowly putting the strap of the shotgun over his head and a shoulder, hoping they may still be awake.

OOC Discussion / ( live like a warrior / lane's opinions and reactions )
« on: January 03, 2020, 04:24:53 AM »
well, i love heart charts as much as the next guy, but! they're hard to use on mobile, so heres my solution.. gifs. i know i've seen someone on site do this before, but i can't remember who it was, so if you know who, drop that @ so i can credit them!

as all of these things go, just drop your kiddies in and lane will give his opinion and react to them with a gif!

SELENA / gif
" selena? so far, she seems wonderful. we haven't really interacted much, but shes been nice so far. truthfully, im excited to see a baby, especially hers.. i can only imagine what its like waiting for so long. "

BUB / gif
" if you were to see little bub out of the corner of your eye at some point, probably at night time, you would probably scream.. but then again, many had that reaction about me, too. she seems like an ok child, and she doesn't seem exactly murderous.. id say she's ok. "

Character Creation / ( hurts | delaney rhodes )
« on: January 01, 2020, 02:22:56 PM »
FULL NAME & ORIGIN: Delaney Rhodes ; delaney is a feminine name derived from the english and irish surnames of ‘ delaney ‘, meaning ‘ from the alder grove ‘ and ‘ descendant of Dubhshláine ‘ ; rhodes is a topographic surname, originally being the old english ‘ rod ‘, meaning ‘ cleared land ‘.
NICKNAME: lane ; delane
DO THEY LIKE THE NAME?: because his name is a ‘ girls ‘ name, he actually introduces himself as lane or delane, só it’s safe to say that he quite enjoys the nicknames.

BIRTH DATE: sometime in mid-summer.
AGE: 27 years
PLACE OF BIRTH: born in anchorage, alaska, at alaska regional hospital.

RELIGION: polytheistic
— DEGREE OF RELIGIOUS PRACTICE: he follows a set of gods that aren’t known to many men. their religious practices can be violent and gruesome. however, he is not devout, simply follows one god the most and sometimes makes a sacrifice. he follows the war god, Edons.

SEXUALITY & MARITAL STATUS: homosexual; homoromantic.

Private Threads / WHEN THE ALCOHOL KICKED IN / graves
« on: December 16, 2019, 04:04:32 AM »
he was going on three days of no sleep so far, and for anyone who knew hank well, that as a terrible thing. he had tried, but every time he started to doze off, something would happen, or he would hear something, and he would be awake for a solid hour before starting to doze again, wash, rinse, repeat. it was starting to make things.. worse. radio static voice was out and about, annoying him, as usual, making him him wake up and focus on random spots on the wall, the flickering flame of the torches..

he had dozed for five minutes, only five, when the voice had kicked in, making him jump awake. whatever it had said, he didn't understand or remember, but his eyes had flown open, his eyes falling on the ceiling of the tunnel, his head resting on his pillow. his heart was pounding against his ribs, and to anyone seeing through his eyes, it would be clear as to why. he had opened to his eyes to what looked like a semi-human shape pure black against the ceiling with the light of a torch contorting the figure into grotesque shapes that his mind could hardly comprehend.

never in his life had he seen something like that, a pure black shade crawling across the ceiling wherever his eyes went, no matter how hard he tried to look away, only fading in light areas of the tunnel that he slept in. it wouldn't go away. he scrambled out of his bed, landing hard on his rear and scrambling backwards and against the opposite wall. why was it so damn dark in here. it seemed to be stood stationary, staring at him just as he stared at it, and he couldn't help the panic raising in his chest.

"go away!" he shouted, but there was no response except radio static, like it was right in his ear.


his hands felt numb as he pressed them against his ears so hard that his arms shook at the effort.

"go. away!"



Character Creation / [ DECLAN HARP ]
« on: December 16, 2019, 01:54:07 AM »
NAME, FULL ; declan harp
ORIGIN, FIRST ; irish, anglicized form of the Irish saint name Declán, meaning " man of prayer " or " full of god "
ORIGIN, LAST ; english + scottish, metonymic occupational name for a harpist




Character Creation / BEEN ON MY MIND SINCE THE FLOOD [ hank ]
« on: December 14, 2019, 12:57:57 AM »
FULL NAME & ORIGIN: hank bell ; hank, old english, short for hankin, which is another name for john. ; bell, unknown origin, meaning bell ringer
NICKNAME: " han "
- DO THEY LIKE THE NAME?: he hates nicknames in general and prefers if you call him by his first name only.

BIRTH DATE: unknown date of birth
AGE: 27
PLACE OF BIRTH: frankfort, kentucky

RELIGION: formerly mormon, currently atheist
- DEGREE OF RELIGIOUS PRACTICE: was raised strictly mormon, but now he doesn't really believe in religion anymore.

SEXUALITY & MARITAL STATUS: bisexual male leaning; single.
- ROMANTIC LEVEL?: not emotionally stable enough for a steady relationship, and he isn't actively looking.

Character Creation / IINIWA // the stars don't align anymore
« on: November 19, 2019, 03:07:29 AM »
General — biograhpy
▪ Iiniwa | inny, 'niwa | no aliases
▪ male | cisgender | masc pronouns
▪ 32 years | unknown, sometime in 2006 | ages realistically
▪ member of the badlands | former leader of an unnamed gang

Physical — reference
♦ native american ( Niitsitapi ) | Health: 98%
minor injuries: minor cuts and bruises ( healing, quick progression )
major injuries: n/a

Important Info — roleplayer
▪ This is a place for you to put any important or pertinent information about your character that didn't fit anywhere else in their tags
▪ Have as many fields as you need to get everything in here
▪ Opinions, motivations and thoughts are always 100% in character and do not reflect the roleplayer's opinions

Personality — personality type (or alignment)
— iiniwa is the exact opposite of 'all bark, no bite'. he's not afraid to get down and dirty with someone he doesn't like. he's incredibly protective of his little rag-tag group of outlaws, and would not hesitate to blow off someone's head to protect one of his own. he tends to hold a grudge, and its best not to get on his bad side. despite his violence and protectiveness, if he likes you enough, he's a very loving and.. sorta friendly guy. he doesn't tolerate any bullshit, obviously, but he protects his gang and makes sure they all stay safe. he's not really one to party, but if theres something worth celebrating, he'll pour out a drink or take a sip, but otherwise he would sit back and relax, watch the others have fun.
— cunning, fiercely loyal, protective, unforgiving, quick-witted, smart, caring

Relationships — heartchart
▪ son of Mingan and Nuna, eldest son
▪ bisexual | demiromantic | Monogamous
▪ Single | Crushing on __ | Maybe Crushing on __
▪ ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅙ ⅐ ⅛ ⅑ ⅒ Ship/Group/Squad

Interaction — plotting thread
— Physically hard | Mentally depends
— hasextensive hand to hand and melee training, not the best with long distance but knows generally how to use a gun
— uses a broken tomahawk and a shotgun
— peaceful actions may be powerplayed but reactions may not be ideal.
— To attack, please @/cosmyn , not the subaccount, and bold the attack. if this isn't done, it is possible your post will be missed!

OOC Discussion / stepping down!
« on: November 17, 2019, 08:16:46 PM »
so, i already said in the discord but heres the official stepping down thread <3 i just cant handle mitch atm and need to focus on grades, etc, so i need to step down and drop him. ill still be around <3

Los Santos / NOTICE
« on: November 08, 2019, 04:12:52 PM »
alright everyone! i won’t be making a. meeting until monday as i had a trip sprung on me very last minute last night! i should be back by later sunday!
byrne is also taking a break for personal IRL reasons! if i’m needed, please @ me! c:

Character Creation / ✵ JOHN “ GODZILLA “ YEARLY ✵
« on: November 05, 2019, 04:30:38 PM »
wip wip

Los Santos / IM NOT PERFECT, IM FLAWED [ meeting 10/27 ]
« on: October 26, 2019, 11:39:21 PM »
mitch had never been the one to hold the meetings- not even before the power outage. it had always been selena's father, or selena, so on and so forth. he as a leader now, though, a boss that had to get things done and selena had asked him to gather everyone up. so thats why he was in the hotel, holding a cup of coffee with mitsy laying at his feet, panting softly.

"alright everyone, meeting time. gather 'round. it'll be quick!"


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