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Flintlock Lodge / WE DON'T KISS AND TELL [invite]
« on: February 14, 2019, 06:02:32 PM »
C
atalyst

Catalyst had informed Hayley and Jackson that the Badlands was planning a Valentine's Day Party when they came to see Michael, but now the day had come and a messenger from the Badlands appeared at the border with the proper invitation with the dates and times.

//this is lame but here's the party y'all

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/11/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 02/11/99 ⇥ Got drunk
⇥ 02/07/39 ⇥ Reunited with Susie
⇥ 02/05/38 ⇥ Started their revenge on Jeremy
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Kissed Gavril
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Returned from Flintlock
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it


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The Badlands / The Casino OVER A MILLION WORDS THAT I COULD SAY [VALENTINE'S DAY PARTY]
« on: February 14, 2019, 05:58:02 PM »
C
atalyst

Ah, Valentine's Day. Cat had never really been one for it; any holiday after their father left had always been a bittersweet occasion, and Valentine's day was no different. Molly would always try to get them chocolate and they'd be a familial sort of Valentine to each other. They could always tell that the day made her sad, though. It wasn't celebrated much in the Young Rogues, but Derick and his family liked to observe the holiday for some fun and cheer. They were always sort of included, but like with everything else that family did, it was only to an extent.

Things were a bit more jolly at the bar, old decorations put up and anyone that wanted to sing was given a chance to. Susie always made pork on Valentine's day, but Cat was pretty sure it was just so she could be seen butchering something should any lonely man try his luck with her. They usually avoided the bar on days like that.

And now they were having a party. There'd been a fair bit of set up to do, but just as they'd told Gavril, they delegated. Hope and Paige took care of flowers; the former also assisted with the cooking and the latter lent her iPod for music. They were the heroes of this event, though a few others had helped put up garlands of paper hearts around the walls. Each table that lined the walls had a red tablecloth and a bowl or a vase of flowers, whatever the girls thought would look cute, along with some tea lights placed carefully so as not to allow the petals or leaves to catch. There was a buffet set up near the bar, both of which were manned by NPCs.

The games and gambling tables had been moved to a back room, all but a few in one corner in case anyone felt that the music and company wasn't enough to keep them entertained. It wasn't the fanciest party ever put together for this day in history, but it wasn't too bad. And Cat had hardly lifted a finger. They couldn't help it - they loved being the boss.

The delegation from Flintlock was starting to arrive; a few Badlanders were already in the casino but there were a few that were making their arrivals now too. Today's jacket bore the letters "the less I know the better", with a couple kissing below it. It seemed appropriate. "Best behavior." They'd mutter whenever a Badlander passed them, though the Lodgers got a warmer welcome of "Welcome to the Badlands."

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/11/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 02/11/99 ⇥ Got drunk
⇥ 02/07/39 ⇥ Reunited with Susie
⇥ 02/05/38 ⇥ Started their revenge on Jeremy
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Kissed Gavril
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Returned from Flintlock
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it


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The Badlands / The Casino POUR ME [open, drunk]
« on: February 11, 2019, 10:42:57 PM »
C
atalyst

//tw for drinking, panicked thoughts, uhh and probably the usual stuff with Cat like violence and death but I don't fully know where their mind is gonna go yet so that's fun

Susie's visit had fucked them up. They had kept calm through the whole thing, through the aftermath and Molly's interrogation. Everything was fine. There was nothing to worry about. She'd go home, and that would be the end of it. Everything was fine. They were fine. She was an old friend with some unresolved issues. That's all. They kept saying the words, figuring if they said them enough, they'd start to believe it.

They didn't. The more they thought about it, the more they didn't believe it. Of course rumors about them were going to spread, they were the new big bad boss of the Badlands, word like that didn't stay quiet for long, and certainly not in a place like that. People passed through there spinning all sorts of tales, and the locals didn't exactly keep their lips locked.

But why had they? Surely if their whereabouts had made it back to Mourningstar, someone would have come after them by now, right? Susie said Louie was still in there drinking. Cat knew him, knew he was a brainwashed idiot that would have surely told his father, assuming Derick was still running things. And really, what else was Derick going to do? Maybe their final words to their almost-brother had been enough to make him see sense. They sure hoped so. But that was another thing they didn't believe.

It wouldn't be long before Derick or Louie or Gerald or any number of people from the cult came trying to find them. Susie had been pushy, but the people of Mourningstar wouldn't take no for an answer. Maybe they'd try to kidnap them. Pluck them from the border on one of their patrols, or break into their house and steal them from their bed. It was all too easy to imagine what they might do.

Fugging hell. They needed a drink.

They'd had the alcohol Vinny gave them brought to the casino and put up in the bar; part of them was a bit surprised to see that it was still there, if perhaps a little depleted. As lawless as these people were, at least they had the good sense not to steal from the goddamn casino. They poured themself a drink and sat down at the bar, and it wasn't too long before they had poured several drinks and now had their arms propped up on the counter, their head in the hands. "Fugging hell. This was a mistake."

What had they been thinking? Why did they think this would help? Maybe it had been too long since their last drink to remember what it did to them, but there was a goddamn reason for that. Now their mind was wandering all over the place, going to even darker places than it had sober. But even if it didn't make them a paranoid mess, it still brought their mind back around to her.

They'd met her in the bar, after all. It's where she worked, it's where they had their first drink and she was the one that had served it to them. That bar was where she'd tell Louie, maybe even Derick himself, where Catalyst was. She'd tell him that she'd seen them here with her own eyes, that all the rumors about them were true. And then Derick or his son or whoever else would come find them, and they wouldn't leave them alone until they were back in their twisted temple.

And who knows what other enemies they had that might decide to make an appearance.

Fug. Fuck.

They groaned and rubbed their eyes. "It all was. One after another." Their glass was still half full of some amber liquid; they might have spent a great deal of time in a bar as a teenager, but it was all homemade moonshine. They never bothered learning all the different types of alcohol and the names and the brands - why the hell would they? They despised this stuff. And now they remembered why.

They pushed the glass, nudging it a couple inches, then they practically hit it, sending it sailing over the counter, where it crashed below. "Idiot." They grumbled to themself. "Fuggin' drunk arse idiot." They had but one sober thought: they didn't want to go home and face Molly like this. They were ashamed enough as it was.

//guys this is Cat at Peak Physical and Mental Condition can't you tell

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/08/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 02/07/39 ⇥ Reunited with Susie
⇥ 02/05/38 ⇥ Started their revenge on Jeremy
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Kissed Gavril
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Returned from Flintlock
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it


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The Badlands / HAND GRENADE [MANDATORY MEETING]
« on: February 09, 2019, 02:33:20 PM »
C
atalyst

//Yes I know it's a day early but guess what all the announcements will be up tomorrow / once I've got at least three replies to this
//trigger warnings for references/talking about violence and death

Good lord, the past couple weeks had been rather eventful, from their diplomatic trip to Flintlock to Jeremy's punishment to Susie's visit to... Had anyone else had such a busy fortnight? Gabe, with Sade's death and his involvement with Flintlock and Jeremy. "Meeting time, I got important shit to say so if you know what's good for you, you'll be there." This wasn't just changing the names of the ranks, this was a big political announcement and if anyone missed it, there could be problems.

They made their way into the casino, but unlike usual they didn't perch on the edge of a billiard table, instead leaned against it with their arms crossed. As usual, the cardboard box containing the bananas and necklaces was stowed under, placed there maybe an hour at most before the meeting.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/08/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 02/07/39 ⇥ Reunited with Susie
⇥ 02/05/38 ⇥ Started their revenge on Jeremy
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Kissed Gavril
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Returned from Flintlock
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it


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The Badlands / I HATE THAT YOU KNOW ME SO WELL [200th post oneshot]
« on: February 08, 2019, 12:09:12 AM »
C
atalyst

//TW for referencing violence and death? maybe other things too but it's not that bad.
//this takes place literally in the middle of town so feel free to have y/c witness any part of it aside from what's inside Cat's house. or just read and leave ooc comments. either/both are fine and appreciated

They didn't want to do much of anything today, just sit around and hear about all the places where Molly had been these last... almost twelve years. They didn't like volunteering anything about themself, but after each story she told she looked at them expectantly, and as the day went on she started prodding them more and more. They understood, they really did, why she wanted to know so desperately how they had gone from a shy-ish child that wouldn't hurt a fly to the monster they were today. But even if they knew all the words, all the parts of the story, how could they tell her?

How could they describe the Young Rogues, a group of kids and teens that hated adults and technology and the past, that went from place to place taking whatever they could use and slaughtering anyone that stood in their way? How could they tell her about the cult that deemed them a god, that forced them to kill and maim? How could they explain what they'd done since becoming leader here, and why they did it? She was bound to find out eventually, bound to see it herself, but that didn't make getting the words out any easier.

"Catalyst!" The sound of someone calling their name is both welcome and unwelcome. It's welcome because it's a break in the conversation, something to distract Molly from that pleading look on her face. It's unwelcome because it means they need to go deal with something, and dealing with things isn't how they wanted to spend their day. Still, they stood up, Molly on their heels, and headed over to the balcony to look outside. They arched an eyebrow at the NPC down below. "There's someone here to see you. A young woman named Susie? She's really insistent."

It felt like their stomach dropped into their feet. Their lips thinned, and suddenly telling Molly all about Mourningstar seemed like the more appealing option. But there was no way. If Susie was looking for them, and she was here, there was no way they could avoid her. "Stay here." They told Molly, heading back into the house so they could go downstairs. "I don't want you seeing this."

"Scottie? Who is she?" Molly asked, following them inside.

They halted for the briefest second. "An old friend."

It's true enough, they supposed. Of all the faces that had rotated in and out of their life, Susie's had certainly been the one they had been closest to. The only person that had ever really been their friend, the only person they'd ever come close to loving. And now she was here. Why was she here? They knew she had never planned on leaving her father's little town, but perhaps something had changed. After all, she had wanted to go with them when they left.

And there she was, striding towards them while another NPC chased after her. "She wouldn't wait by the border, she said if any of us stopped her there'd be hell to pay with you." He seemed rather ansty, as he should, frankly. Taking the stranger's word about what Cat would think instead of getting it directly from the Boss themself?

But Cat's eyes just landed on the young woman. She was older than they were, and in the nearly four years since they'd last seen each other, she'd gotten a new scar and grown her hair out after chopping it off before they left. It was still undeniably her, though. "And was I wrong?" She asked, flashing a smile that they knew too well to trust.

Their gaze flicked back to the Badlander, and they sighed. "No." Her smile broadened. "What are you doing here, Susie?"

The light on her face faded somewhat. "I remember when you'd exchange pleasantries before getting to business." They were unmoved. "It's good to see you again, Cat." She said, trying again. Still, they refused to budge. The remaining light drained away. "My dad just died."

Part of their shell cracked and broke away. They and the Constable didn't see eye to eye all that often, but they had no desire or wish for him to be hurt. "I'm sorry." It was a real, genuine apology. They knew how close she had been with her father. "But that still doesn't answer my question."

She crossed her arms and averted her gaze. "I missed you."

"Your dad just died and you're here. Either the bar's not safe for you anymore or you want something." Her eyes snapped back up to theirs, and they could see hurt and anger in them. Perhaps it was unkind for them to say that, it was insensitive and brash. They didn't care, they wanted to know why she was here so they could send her on her way.

She took a step towards them. The NPCs around them tensed, but Cat held up a hand. They didn't want anyone interfering. "I wanted to ask you to come back." The Badlanders' anxiety seemed to spike with the proposal, their eyes watching them intently.

The idea is repugnant, but they manage to keep their features blank, even though they wanted to curl their lip and wrinkle their nose. "Why." They meant it as a question, but couldn't be bothered to lilt their tone up. "You don't need me there to keep order, you can do that well enough on your own."

Susie crossed her arms. Their gaze dropped to the familiar meat cleaver at her hip for a moment, as if they needed reminding of what she was capable of. "Like I said. I missed you." She took another step closer. "Does it need to be more complicated than that? Do I need some ulterior motive?"

Maybe she had simply missed them, maybe she had just been lonely after the Constable's death and wanted someone there she knew and thought she could trust. But when were things ever that simple? "Yes."

She came even closer now; if they wanted they could reach out and touch her. "When did they make you such a cynic, Catalyst?" She asked softly. Another step closer. The NPCs were watching, rapt, as her gentle hand lifted up, finger tips tracing down the side of their face.

"You know when." They replied, voice almost as soft as hers. "Is Mourningstar still there?" A change of subject, but not as dramatic as an outsider would think.

Susie nodded. "Some of them have gone elsewhere, but a lot of them are still there. Louie still comes in almost every night." Cat scoffed. They bet he did. He could no more stay away from a drink than Michael could. "You won't come back because of them, will you?"

They shook their head. "It's not the only reason I won't go back, though." Her hand fell away. The disappointment was clear in her eyes. "I've made a life here, and I'm not interested in leaving it."

The young woman stepped back, and then started circling. She was like a shark, or a vulture, and they sensed it was only a matter of time before she darted in again. Cat remained still, eyes following her whenever she crossed in front of them, but they refused to turn their head. "I've heard all about your new life, Catalyst. Big shot Boss of the Badlands, no one dares question your orders here, do they? You get everything you want and then some." They hate it. They hate those words coming out of her lips, they hate that they rang true. "Everyone's scared to go against you." Jeez, first Hayley and now Susie? "Does anyone here... like you?"

There it was, the precise strike to a place that, coming from anyone else, they might be able to shrug off. But she knew why it would hurt. "Don't," they warned, but she continued.

"Don't you miss me? What we had." She paused, pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Even before... that. Don't tell me you never wish you could go back to that."

Catalyst closed their eyes for a moment. They could lie so easily and say that the last time they'd thought of her was when they retreated from her window and left, they could lie convincingly and without much thought. But she'd see through it. She knew them too well. Too well. "Once in a while. Once in a while I wonder what you're doing, what we'd be doing if we were together again. And I can picture it easily. You'd call me out on something, I'd make you smile. I'd piss someone off and you'd yell at us to take it outside, then you'd cheer me on." She's in front of them again, so close they could feel her breath on their face. "If I got hurt, you'd patch me up. You'd tell me exactly why I was hurt, how I fugged up. You made it insufferable but I knew you didn't want me to make those same mistakes again."

She'd been exactly what they needed when they were in the midst of Mourningstar; an island of sanity in the sea of fanatics, someone to keep them humble when everyone else in their life regarded them as a god. "And no part of you misses that?" She whispered.

"A part of me does." Cat admitted. "But I have what I need here. That's the mistake you made, Susie, assuming that I couldn't find happiness without you. That the people here all hate me, that I hate all of them too."

She stared at them for a long moment. "People like you aren't happy, Cat - why are you smirking?"

They stepped back, putting some distance between the two of them as their hand flew to their mouth and they ducked their head. It was a bit more than smirking now. "I just noticed that I'm taller than you now." She hadn't been that much taller than them when they left, but after a last growth spurt or two, they had come out as the taller.

She slapped their arm, visibly frustrated. The NPCs tensed again, but Cat just laughed it off. "It's not funny!" They weren't sure what she was more annoyed by, them being taller or them interrupting her angsty assessment with something wholly contradictory to it.

"It kind of is, though." They straightened up, the smile still lingering on their face. "Look, I'm not going to change my mind. If you're gonna stay, you're gonna need to come up with a new reason to." They paused. "Besides, if I'm such an unhappy person, going back there wouldn't change a damn thing."

At long last, she seemed hopeless, resigned to the fact that she wouldn't be able to convince them to leave, no matter what manipulative tactic she took. She hugged her arms around her chest and glanced around. "You're just going to make me leave, just like that? After all that we've been through?" One last pitiful attempt to tug at them.

They pursed their lips, pale blue gaze rolling skyward as they pretended to consider it. "Yeah, after all that we've been through I'm gonna make you leave. Get a meal and spend the night if you need to, but if you're not gone by noon tomorrow I'm sending my Enforcers after you." Mike and Lake could forcefully remove her if they had to. Probably. They'd never seen anyone succeed in pushing her around, though, so who actually knew if even Mike and Lake would be enough. They didn't want to think about what would happen if the two of them weren't.

Susie lifted her gaze and glared at them. "Not willing to deal with me yourself?" She'd fully given up, now, was taunting them. They closed their eyes and took a deep breath. Just ignore her. If only it were that easy. "Why not? Are you a scaredy Cat?"

Yes. Deep down, they were. Every once in a while they would have nightmares about her meat cleaver, how at first everything would be so perfect, but then the moment would end and she'd grab their wrist and - they shook it off. They couldn't be scared, not now, not ever. And even if they still felt it, they couldn't show it.

So they opened their eyes, and then they were moving, one hand grabbing her throat and pushing her against the wall of the nearest building, the other clamping around the handle of her meat cleaver so she wouldn't be able to grab it and use it. "You've tested me this whole goddamn time and I've been quite civil all thing's considered. Another person wouldn't have been given the chance after barging into my territory. Maybe I wasn't nice to you, but you weren't nice to me. So you can shut the fug up and get out or shut the fug up and accept my generous hospitality while I still feel like offering it."

There was something like loathing in her eyes. Good. They didn't want her trying anything like this again. "Let go of me." She said, trying to keep her voice from wavering and only halfway managing. After a moment they released her and stepped back. One of her hands went to gently touch her throat, the other to the handle of her meat cleaver. They tried to keep themself calm, their face blank. She always touched it to reassure herself, that didn't mean that she was going to use it.

They started walking away, satisfied that they'd made their point. "Trust me, Susie. You don't want me dealing with you myself." It was at that point that they set their gaze back on their house, which was well within seeing distance and... Great, Molly was on the balcony. They couldn't make out her expression, but they could tell she'd seen the whole thing. Fantastic. Hopefully she hadn't heard everything too.

//this is totally up for replies but keep in mind that Gavril's gonna go say smth to Susie

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/07/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Kissed Gavril
⇥ 02/04/39 ⇥ Returned from Flintlock
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it


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The Badlands / YOU'LL WISH THAT YOU NEVER DID [punishment pt. 1]
« on: February 05, 2019, 02:06:21 PM »
//uhh hoo boy okay trigger warnings for making someone sick/throw up, humiliation, forced labor and threats of gun violence. Also probably references to violence and death too
//tl;dr will be at the bottom

They'd hadn't visited Jeremy since having Lake and Michael imprison him. Every few days they'd have someone go bring him water and food, just enough to keep him alive. No more than what Catalyst had been given when Jeremy was their warden. They let people mention them, let them talk about what they had done to Sheogorath and Michael, what they had done to Nathaniel and everyone else that had attacked the Badlanders. They let Jeremy's mind go to the darkest places it was capable and then find even more depraved depths. They let the fear and anticipation build. That in itself was its own form of hell.

But now it was time to move into the next.

The moment they stepped into the warehouse, his gaze snapped to them. "Catalyst!" They gasped, voice choked and hoarse. His eyes landed on the plate in their hand. His stomach growled and he licked his lips. "Please just let me explain."

They shook their head. "No time for that. Eat up, we've got a busy day ahead of us." They set the plate of food down just within reach of the chains. Jeremy eyed him, then moved forward and took the plate, darting back before hunkering down to eat. Cat clasped their hands in front of them, watching patiently as Jeremy devoured the first good meal he'd had in weeks. Then, when the man started retching, they remained unmoved, looking on serenely as he threw up what he had only just ate.

When he was done, Jeremy looked up at Cat with the shine of tears in his eyes with the darkness of hatred for a backdrop. "You're a bastard."

Cat adjusted the sleeves of their jacket. "I assure you my parents were married both at the time of my conception and of my birth." The high school romance that would last a lifetime; that's the story that they had always been told. And who were they to claim any different? It was the single speck of romance in their life, and it wasn't even really theirs. It had to do with them, but it wasn't theirs. "Iggy, on the other hand," they chuckled privately to themself. (His last name was Bastard.)

"Iggy! C'mon in." He entered, carrying another plate of food. Cat took the plate and set it down. Jeremy narrowed his eyes at them. "Yes, I know, I betrayed your trust and now I'm trying to get you to trust me again. Eat it or don't, up to you. What comes next won't be fun either way, but it'll be worse on an empty stomach."

He took a moment and seemed to weigh his options. After a minute of deliberation he seemed to decide that Catalyst wouldn't pull the same trick twice in a row (though unbeknownst to him they had pulled the poisoned food trick before) and this was one of those times that taking the leader's advice would be better for him in the long run. And it was. They always offered some hint to make things slightly bearable.

When Jeremy finished eating, Cat glanced over their shoulder. "Gabriel." They called, and the Officer walked in, holding a leash with a dog collar attached and a gun. Jeremy's eyes widened.

"No." He said, pressing his back against the wall as if that would save him. "Come on, Cat, don't."

"Come now, Jeremy, surely you knew this was coming?" Cat asked, taking the leash from Gabe and advancing on the man. This is what he had done, all those months ago, when Tyd ordered that Catalyst collect scrap metal. This was a revenge that was a long time coming, for what he had done to Catalyst, not Molly.

They could tell by the look in his eyes that he did. "Are you gonna make him get on all fours too?" Iggy asked. They glanced over at him, his face was turned towards Jeremy but his eyes were on Cat, a glint of curiosity in them. His brows were furrowed and his lips stretched in concern - for what, they didn't know.

"No, but I might make him beg." Cat replied with a smirk. They pulled him away from the wall and fastened the collar around his neck before removing the chains. They stepped back and took the pistol from Gabe; weighing it in their hands and inwardly recoiling. Ugh, they detested these. They glanced at the boy; his face was blank, whatever he was thinking, he had a poker face to rival Cat's own.

"Cat," he pleaded, a note of desperation entering his voice. Cat beamed at him, but at the same time he hefted the gun and pointed it at Jeremy.

"And this, kids, is an example of improper gun etiquette. Never aim at something you don't intend to shoot. I don't intend to shoot him unless I have to, though, so I guess it's a gray area." They smirked, checking the safety before stuffing the pistol in the back of their waistband; they didn't have a holster, but it wasn't entirely necessary for today, was it? Well, yes, but they were the bad example of how to handle guns. Not the good one.

Jeremy seemed almost resigned, now. "What are you going to make me do?" He asked, gaze cast downwards.

Cat smiled cheerfully at him. There was something savage about their smile, and Jeremy looked as if he already regretted asking. "I think I'll have you collect wood. I'm feeling like a big fire."

He squinted at them. "A fire or... a pyre?"

Their cheerfulness only seemed to grow, which made the man pale. "Depends on how well you behave." They tugged on the leash and started walking towards the door. "Let's go." They didn't really care if Gabe and Iggy followed; frankly the only person they specifically didn't want witnessing this mess was Molly, and they'd arranged it so that her and Michael would be having tea. They wouldn't have long, but Cat had instructed the Officer to keep her distracted until they told him to stop. Or however long Molly would stand for whatever nonsense he used as a distraction.

They led the way out, though once they reached the trees and Jeremy had to start working, he went out in front. gathering whatever loose sticks were on the ground first. Cat kept up their jovial attitude, but it wasn't long before they noticed that Jeremy seemed to be testing the leash. They drew the gun and clicked the safety off. "I wouldn't advise taking that off. You can try to run and I'll shoot you somewhere minor, then make you keep working. Let's not waste the bullet."

Jeremy glared back at them. "I was only ever following orders. I did what Tydeus wanted me to do, I did what you wanted me to do. You've got a problem with getting treated like a Worm? Talk to the guy that made you one. You wanna pick favorites outside of our group? Fucking pick them before you tell us we're supposed to fuck with them."

Cat gave a bored yank to the leash. "Tydeus is off gallivanting with the man that ruined his life and I've got no patience for that bullshit. Otherwise I'd be quite content to give him a piece of my mind. As for picking favorites, you're the one with the rotten luck of picking the one person that would land you in the shithouse for touching. Besides, I had no idea if she was alive or not." They paused thoughtfully. "I guess I should thank you, though. Without you I wouldn't know she was still alive, and I wouldn't see her again." At least there was one good thing that had come of Jeremy's sins, though he didn't do it in a preferable way.

He seemed to latch onto that as he spun around, desperation in his eyes. "Yes, exactly, I reunited you with your mother!" They brought up the gun so that he couldn't get any closer and he froze.

Catalyst tilted their head to the side. "You still abused me and broke her arm." Jeremy swallowed. They could see the wheels turning in his head, thinking that maybe Cat's payback would be equitable, some labor and imprisonment and a broken arm, and then he could rejoin society again. After all, once Sheogorath and Michael had endured their punishments, they'd been allowed to continue on. "Get back to work."


//tl;dr is that Cat's been keeping Jeremy locked up, and this is the first time they've seen him personally. They gave him some poisoned food that made him throw up, then brought Iggy in with a non-poisoned plate. Jeremy ate that, then Gabe brought Cat a leash with a collar and a gun. Cat put the leash on Jeremy and is now forcing him to collect wood for a bonfire, threatening him with the gun if he tries anything. Feel free to have had y/c witnessing any or all of this from the point they left the warehouse.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 02/04/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/27/39 ⇥ Visited Flintlock Lodge
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

7
The Badlands / The Casino DON'T YOU TEST ME THOUGH [MANDATORY MEETING 1/27]
« on: January 28, 2019, 12:29:13 AM »
//usual tws for references to violence, killing, etc

Another week had gone by, and though event-wise it had hardly been as notable, something had happened for them personally that was... earth shaking, really. They still hadn't taken the time to fully process their mother being here, and they had no intention of doing that yet. They had to get through this meeting first. "Meeting, this one's mandatory so don't fuggin' miss it." They were gonna be making quite a few changes, and they didn't want anyone out of the loop.

Catalyst headed into the casino, where the set-up was the same as it had been the previous two times, a box was under a billiard table, which they promptly perched on the edge of. Once a nice crowd had gathered, they launched into it. "We've got some new people in our midst. There's Raven, she's a bit clumsy but it's alright. Mordecai, his skills include screwdrivers and sarcasm." They paused for a moment, gaze lingering on their mother.

"Lastly we've got Molly. Word's going to spread anyway, so I guess my fun little observation for her is that she's my mother." Molly shifted awkwardly under the gazes; maybe they should have taken the bandanna and necklace back for the meeting, but they didn't want to take any chances and have someone attack her again.

Their foot started waving back and forth, dipping under the table before swinging outward, only to go back under and repeat the cycle. A physical manifestation of their anger towards Jeremy. "Now, I know I said that everyone outside the Badlands is fair game, but the one person planted firmly on my shit list found the one person I couldn't possibly sit by quietly for. So, Jeremy is demoted to Worm, and on that day no one was surprised." No one that had even an inkling of the history between the leader and the man, anyway.

"I'm letting him sweat it out in one of the warehouses, but leave him alone for now. He's mine." Their pale eyes glimmered darkly for a moment, but they blinked and it was gone. "Speaking of Worms, well, really the ranks in general, I'm going to be making some changes. The Top Dog is now called Boss, Proxy is now Second In Command. Chamber, Warchief and Head Hunter are combined into one rank, Officers. The responsibilities will be shared by everyone, and those more suited to one thing will usually take the lead on that. The Council, Grunts and Worms are staying the same. Any questions?" Crickets. Alright, moving on.

"I'm gonna be adding some new titles. They all come with different markings and perks. We've already got the Branded, I talked about that in the first meeting but for those of you that have joined since then, it's for the most important title. It's for those that are loyal to the Badlands, and exemplify what a Badlander is, someone that's killed for us and almost died for us. Well, near-death is a bit extreme, but I get the picture. As the name suggests, it's marked with a brand. Lake, before you say anything, just know that your enthusiasm for it has already been duly noted."

"But anyway, on to the new ones. Firstly, we've got Medic." They hopped off of the table and pulled the cardboard box out, then withdrew a white band. "It's for those that are capable doctors. In an emergency situation, they can give orders and access otherwise restricted resources." They dropped the armband back into the box and took out a skull patch. "The next one is Raider. Not too complicated, they're someone that's been on a bunch of raids and has led one or two. Competent in a fight, most likely."

They dropped the patch, and withdrew several spikey earrings. "The last one is Enforcer. They're the people I trust and expect to keep people in line, and have permission to do so in accordance with our rules." They shot a pointed look at Mike. "It's marked with these earrings, but you also get hand cuffs in case you need to detain someone, so if you'd prefer to just walk around with those on your belt, you can."

They took a few more things out of the box - a needle and a lighter - and straightened up. They flicked the lighter on and held the needle into the flame, the best sanitation they could provide in the circumstances. "I've actually got two people I'd like to give this title, Michael, Lake, if you'll accept it." God forbid this go like when they tried to give Sheogorath the Branded title. "And Mike, you're gonna need to trade in your bandanna, so come over here anyway. Oh, and Raven, Mordecai, you'll need necklaces." Ew, too many things. Why did they lined it up like this? "Everyone else, unless you've got something to say or ask, you're free to leave."


OOC Summary & Announcements
Welcome to Raven/Charlie, Mordecai/Foxwell and oh hey I brought Molly here too
Jeremy was demoted to Worm for hurting Molly, he's in one of the warehouses but Cat wants people to leave him for them
Rank changes! Mostly just renaming some of the ranks. Top Dog is now Boss, Proxy is now Second in Command, the Council is unchanged, Chamber, Head Hunter and Warchief are merged into Officers, and this new rank will basically serve the same purpose as the previous ranks, but the duties distributed to whoever is best suited to it. Grunts and Worms are still the same.
Titles! We've already got the Branded, but now we've got some new ones: Medic, someone who is capable of healing and has the responsibility and authority to do whatever is necessary to do so, Raider, someone that has been on at least three raids and led one, and Enforcer, someone Catalyst trusts and expects to enforce their rules.
Lake and Michael were asked to be Enforcers
Michael needs to trade in his bandanna since the bandannas are going to be blue or if I suddenly change my mind orange I probably won't but it's a possibility, and Raven and Mordecai need to come get their Badlander necklaces
We've got a bunch of new ooc threads to check out and y'all should go post in them and stuff meet and greet plot database two truths and a lie count to fifteen the person below me. We've also got a really important survey that you should take if you haven't already and can spare a few minutes
There's also an ic game of capture the flag that I totally planned on not mentioning icly and didn't forget at all here
And here's the usual tags for those mentioned in the meeting: @raven s. s. c. @foxwell @LAKE @MICHAEL. ok wow ig not that many this time

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/27/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers
⇥ 01/13/39 ⇥ Punished Michael for breaking the rules
⇥ 01/08/39 ⇥ Punished Sheogorath for his treachery

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

8
Flintlock Lodge / HYPNOTIC [open, Badlanders]
« on: January 27, 2019, 08:08:04 PM »
//they're not here for trouble but oops

Okay, so they may have used Flintlock as an example of who their groupmates could attack as opposed to each other. Which meant whatever truces or treaties other leaders had arranged were off. Since it was really only a matter of time before one of their people decided to pick a fight, they figured they'd just poke around a little bit, see what they would inevitably be up against. (Likely not by their choice or order, since hiking up this mountain once was annoying enough. They weren't about to do anything that would require doing it again anytime soon.)

So they'd grabbed Gabe, choosing the boy because he'd kept his nose relatively clean lately and wasn't badly injured (something that wasn't true of Michael, the other obvious option), but the thing that sealed Gabe as the one they wanted to bring is that there was no way anyone would see him and think that this was some sort of attack. As much as they hoped the boy would continue on his current path and become a real rough-and-tumble Badlander, there was no denying that he just wasn't intimidating.

"Remind me never to do this again." Cat grumbled, drawing their jacket closer around their shoulders. Jeez, it was fugging cold. Why would anyone wanna live here? If they weren't already within sight of the Lodge, or as determined not to waste all this time and energy, they'd probably just turn back and go home. Home. Right, the Badlands was home, as much as any place could be.

//open to everyone but tagging @BEATLES @HAYLEY @BRENDAN

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/27/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers
⇥ 01/13/39 ⇥ Punished Michael for breaking the rules
⇥ 01/08/39 ⇥ Punished Sheogorath for his treachery

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

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The Badlands / CAUGHT IN A LANDSLIDE [open, capture the flag]
« on: January 27, 2019, 07:29:35 PM »
//ok all the PJ shit made me remember capture the flag so yeah here we go
//also tw for mentions of various violent things, torture, death/killing, injuries, etc

Things had been pretty rough around here lately, in that classic Badlands way. People getting tortured and killed and maimed; the usual stuff. They weren't really sure what had spurred this on, perhaps a desire for some form of fun? (Actually, ew, no, CTF involved work and work meant sweating and the list of things that made you sweat and were still fun had like, one or two things on it.) Maybe it was just wanting to show a less violent side of the Badlands to Molly.

The why didn't matter, did it? What mattered is that they were standing over two sticks, each with a piece of fabric tied to it. One red, one blue. "Hey, get your arses over here. We're playing capture the flag; we'll have two teams and each team has to try and get the other team's flag while protecting their own. It's capture the flag, I shouldn't have to explain this." Granted half of the people that were going to show up were young and might have no idea what capture the flag was like. "Rules are no weapons and no hurting each other. Seriously. Punches are fine, I don't care. Don't play if you're scared of taking a hit." Had they covered all the bases? "I'll pick captains in a minute; I'll be the referee but if a team needs an extra player I'll join it." Ew. Maybe they could just guard the flag.

//the crappiness is Cat being lazy not me having no muse

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/27/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Reunited with their mother
⇥ 01/21/39 ⇥ Fought off Paige's attackers
⇥ 01/13/39 ⇥ Punished Michael for breaking the rules
⇥ 01/08/39 ⇥ Punished Sheogorath for his treachery

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

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The Badlands / The Casino EAST IS UP [MEETING 1/20]
« on: January 21, 2019, 02:11:10 AM »
//TW for talking about violence, death and injury. Any character reactions were decided by their roleplayer and given permission to be here.

Eh, they were a bit late to this, weren't they? Unfortunately, doing this any sooner had been impossible due to circumstances out of their control. But really, could they truly control any circumstance? Fate decided everyone, and they were not so presumptuous to think that anything but her hand guided them and everything else.

"Meeting time. Get your arses into the casino." They said as they walked through the town, trying to send as many people to the casino as possible. The turnout had been pretty poor last time, and if it didn't improve they feared they'd have to physically drag people by their ears to get them to show up. They weren't above it, but it'd be annoying.

Finally arriving in the casino, they once more perched on the edge of a billiard table, the cardboard box containing the bandannas and necklaces having been stowed under it earlier. "I guess we'll start with our new arrivals. That's how I've been doing things lately, yeah?" They paused for a heartbeat, glancing around to see if the newbies had actually showed up. There was Paige, at least. When she saw them looking she flipped them off, to which they rolled their eyes. Charming. "I guess I'll start with Paige. She's been lurking here for a while, but she's started showing her face some more. Pro tip, she's all skill, luck isn't required." Followed by the delightful reaction of "I wasn't lurking, I was avoiding you, Cat. Cause you're annoying." They ignored her.

But Paige's wasn't the only face that had started popping up recently. "We've also got two new joiners. The Fiery Bastard - I mean Ignatius B. Or Iggy. Seems like he's always a second away from bumming a cigarette off someone, so watch out for that if you're stingy." They shrugged. "Then we've got Caledon. He's pretty easy to spot with that Compel tattoo and those wicked arched eyebrows - I mean hey, it's a look, and we appreciate looks around here, don't we?" Cat certainly did, and Creed nodded in agreement. Paige on the other hand snickered. They supposed she had to find ways other than outward appearance to seem iconic - and suddenly they wished they'd worn that jacket instead of "Doomed Generation". "You three c'mere at the end of the meeting. I've got something for you." They swung their leg back and kicked the box with their heel, knocking it deeper under the billiard table.

"Now, I hate to talk about the pervasive violence plaguing our community right after welcoming -" or their approximation of it "but that seems to have been the theme of the past two weeks." They couldn't say that they were all that pleased by this, no, they weren't happy with the things they'd seen and, perhaps more importantly, the things they'd had to do. "I guess we'll start with Sheo. Some of you may recall when he freaked out and ran away when I offered him the brand. That was fine. Remarkably extra, but I didn't care. Whatever. He doesn't wanna mark himself in such a permanent and painful way? Fine. Lame, but fine. That wasn't the problem."

They hopped down from the table and started pacing back and forth, hands clasped behind their back and a slightly agitated look appearing on their face. A rare display of what they were actually feeling. "The problem is that he ran off to Flintlock and tried to apologize for what he had done to him in the past. I shouldn't have to explain why that's problematic, they're our enemies, he fought and killed them and tried to cause harm to them. Like any good Badlander should - it's why he was offered the brand, after all. As some of you probably know, he was brought back, beaten and broken, in a cage, by three bandits." They shook their head and tsked. "Oh how the mighty fall."

"But anyway. Even though I already knew about his treachery, I still helped him. He was still one of us, after all, he bore the markings of a Badlander and that shite's important." They slipped their hand into their pocket and drew out the red bandanna he had been wearing, running the bloodstained fabric over their fingers as they glanced around. "But he wasn't forgiven, oh no. Betraying the Badlands isn't a crime that will just slide." They shook their head, tugging at the bandanna. "The demotion to worm was the kindest thing I did to him." The sounds of his cries filled their ears, the smell of sizzling - they shook their head, and their face became a blank mask once more.

"But you get the point. And if you don't, I'd be happy to fill you in on all the gruesome details later." And were they ever gruesome. They slipped the bandanna back into their pocket. "And then what do we have? Strangers attacking us. Dead strangers now, mind you." Nathaniel, the man that had attacked Gabe for weapons, both dead by their hand. "Foolish attempts to weaken us. In time, the world will learn that messing with us is a death sentence, but I'm getting off track. It didn't end there, though, then y'all started fighting each other." They shook their head again; this was where they were truly agitated, if they were totally honest. Sheo's betrayal pissed them off, but this got them in a completely different way. They had one rule, one rule that had a big loop hole. And it was getting broken practically left and right.

Particularly surrounding one man. It had started, they suspected, with Russel punching Mike. They had nothing to go off of besides tone and body language, but they were pretty good at reading those things. Still, they took Mike's explanation of drunkenly falling and hitting a table (or whatever he had said) at face value, if for no other reason than they didn't feel like getting into it. Then there was something undeniable, even accompanied by a confession. Sure, perhaps those boys had deserved some level of punishment for their disrespect towards Gabriel, but Mike shouldn't have been the one to do it and it shouldn't have been that harsh.

"And then came the infighting." Cat heaved a great sigh. "I gave you guys one rule. One fugging rule and you can't even seem to listen to it. If you wanna fight a fellow Badlander, challenge them first. Have them accept. I don't care if you cheat, but give them a chance to say no and react. It's not that hard. But I suppose all of you are too busy throwing hands that your heads got knocked around and you've got memory problems now. Is that what I'm dealing with?" They looked pointedly at Mike. The Warchief lifted his hands like he was surrendering, a mildly sheepish expression on his beat up face. "Sorry, boss." Came the mumbled response.

Cat finally stopped pacing and crossed their arms. "Sorry doesn't cut it. You beat up a couple of kids because they were dicks to Gabe. Just because we all wanted to doesn't mean we should. That was his to deal with." And he'd been dealing with it. Maybe not in a way that would get the abuse to stop, but he was asserting himself and that was a start. Right now though, all the boy seemed to be able to do was eye them; Creed was smirking and Mike shrugged and was fidgeting before finally coming up with a verbal reaction. "Won't happen again, boss."

They snorted. "Yeah, I think the fug not. I went easy on you, considering what you did to those kids, so consider yourself lucky this one time. I won't go easy on you again." And "easy" was a broken rib, reopened gunshot wound, a tooth knocked from his head and badly bruised jaw. "I won't be going easy on anyone else, either. You wanna fight someone, again, challenge them first. If they say no, mock them, but don't just hit them. That goes for joiners too, unless they seem like a threat. Everyone else is fair game, though. By all means, go whoop some random Lodger's arse. Pick someone off the street and show them why we're the strongest. I don't care. Just don't beat on each other, I'm getting real sick of having to do that in punishment." Even though it had only been Sheogorath and Michael (though Sheo had been for a different reason), having to reprimand them in such a brutal fashion was becoming a chore.

They went back to the billiard table and pulled the box out from under it and set it on top. "Alright, I'm done ranting for the day. Paige, Iggy, Caledon, come get a necklace." They said, withdrawing three of the necklaces from the box. They weren't fancy by any means, just a moderately sturdy cord that could be yanked off with enough force and a small triangular rock that was sharpened just a enough to make it a feasible last resort weapon, but not so much that it was likely to cause harm to the wearer during day-to-day life.

OOC SUMMARY + IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS
idc if the timestamp says it came out on the 21st I wrote this on the 20th.
No but seriously there's important ooc announcements here that y'all need to read.
Welcome to Iggy/Ms. Coffee, Paige/Noccy and Caledon/Stiner! If any of you guys have questions or would like to chat or plot, feel free to message me.
Cat gave a bit of a recap on the Sheo situation (how he rejected the brand and fled to FL to apologize, returned injured in a cage, how Cat freed him but would then demote him and punish him for his betrayal).
They also gave a recap on some of the violent events that happened, ranging from outsiders attacking Badlanders to Badlanders attacking Badlanders. They gave quite a rant about that, focusing largely on Michael and what he did to some boys that harassed Gabe. They also made a point of noting that anyone aside from Badlanders and would be Badlanders are fair game, and that they can even fight group mates if the other person agrees (and that they can fight dirty).
Cat's generally pretty annoyed with all of that.
Important Notice I noted last time that I was observing some cliques forming and I want to reiterate that I'm not having this. I know that with so many people it can be difficult to have plots with every single one, but I'd like to see everyone try to be more inclusive to everyone. See if you can't cook something up with someone you haven't really plotted with yet, or at least see if they'd like to chat a bit. A little goes a long way, especially if we give a little more than we already are. I'll be making some OOC threads in the next couple of days to promote that sort of thing, and I'll link them in the chat and discord when they're up. Also, I'd like to see threads get more responses. There are several sitting on this board with few or no replies, and I'd like to see more posts in open threads rather than just new open threads (not trying to discourage the creation of new open threads, just really promote the attention to pre-existing ones). Reminder that improvement will bring about a choice awards and that if things get worse I'll have to crack down on stuff.
Ok tagging people mentioned by name in the meeting in order of appearance: @paige m. @Iggy @CALEDON. @Sheogorath @BEATLES @MICHAEL. @finny.
Also reminder that I like doing these meetings w member engagement! To get involved either pop on over to the discord or message me so I can contact you directly about anything. I only include bits from characters that are online while I'm working on it, since I don't want to pause the entire meeting to get it. I ,, normally will write this much earlier in the evening but today I wasn't able to do it sooner.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/20/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/02/39 ⇥ Helped fight off Sheogorath's captors
⇥ 12/31/38 ⇥ Discovered Sheogorath's journal

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

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The Badlands / The Casino don't get too close it's dark inside [SCRAPYARD PATROL/RAID]
« on: January 13, 2019, 11:41:32 PM »
What they had planned would take them far from the Badlands' borders, but they wanted to get as many people together as they could before venturing out. "Hey Badlanders, I'm going on a little adventure and I want y'all to come along with me. We're gonna do a little patrol, a little raiding. We head out in five, be sure to grab something to carry stuff in." For their part, they had a duffel bag slung over their shoulder.

//museless oops but here's the thread

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/03/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/02/39 ⇥ Helped fight off Sheogorath's captors
⇥ 12/31/38 ⇥ Discovered Sheogorath's journal
⇥ 12/30/38 ⇥ Held their first meeting, which can't be summarized briefly
⇥ 12/29/38 ⇥ Confronted Jeremy, their old captor
⇥ 12/27/38 ⇥ Took over as leader of the Badlands

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

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Loner Lands / The Scrapyard maybe if i fall asleep i won't breathe right [badlands patrol]
« on: January 13, 2019, 11:41:21 PM »
The resources in the Badlands could only get them so far, and in order to reach all of Catalyst's goals, they were going to need to branch out, to raid the surrounding areas until there was nothing for their enemies to take. Everything had to be under their control. They didn't really feel like traveling all that far that day, nor were they particularly in the mood to throw everyone into the deep end. That'd come later, once they had a better idea of how much they could do.

"If it looks useful, grab it. If there's anyone lurking, bring them to me." They said, moving through the aisles of rusted clutter, sharp gaze sweeping over thing in search of anything that might still have a purpose to serve. "I think there's some feral dogs around here, so be careful." They wouldn't have shots for rabies if anyone got bit... Or tetanus, considering all the sharp, rusted metal everywhere.

//this takes place in the scrapyard and if anyone wants their non-Badlander to be here that's fine but they won't be treated kindly

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/03/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/02/39 ⇥ Helped fight off Sheogorath's captors
⇥ 12/31/38 ⇥ Discovered Sheogorath's journal
⇥ 12/30/38 ⇥ Held their first meeting, which can't be summarized briefly
⇥ 12/29/38 ⇥ Confronted Jeremy, their old captor
⇥ 12/27/38 ⇥ Took over as leader of the Badlands

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

13
//massive trigger warnings, primarily for mutilation and violence against animals, as well as references to injuries, death, general violence and possibly other things. Again, as with part one anything big will be tagged in the relevant posts, and the most graphic parts will be spoilered. Please be cautious when reading this thread and take care of yourself first and foremost.

It had been a test that was designed for him to fail, with only the most desperate of actions on Sheo's part able to get him to pass. But after such treachery, how could it be anything less than extreme? And if the betrayal and test were so intense, surely the punishment for such actions and failure had to be too, right? Well yes, yes it did.

After responding to Sheogorath, they walked up the steps and knocked on the door to the casino. It opened, and out came Russel and Willow. Russel was dragging the fire pit (much to Cat's annoyance), and Willow was bringing out the fire pokers. There was a new one in the collection, though no one was likely to notice just yet. "Get that lit." They told the pyros, then turned back to Sheo and the crowd that had gathered. "Michael, I'm going to need you to keep him still." Not that Sheo would be able to resist or flee anyway, but all this would be much easier if he was kept still. They descended the steps, drawing a curved knife as they did so. They halted in front of Sheo and lifted their eyebrows. "It's no fun beating someone that's already been so brutalized, so your punishment will be a bit different than it might be normally."

They hooked the blade on the cord of Sheogorath's necklace, and with a gentle tug severed it, letting the stone and cord drop into their free hand. An unspoken demotion; he was no longer a Grunt of the Badlands, now a measly worm. They met his eyes for a moment, before their gaze traveled down to the rabbit in his lap. "I'm worried that this little guy might get in the way." They said, slicing through the rope that tethered the animal to Sheo, grabbing what remained and scooping up the rabbit, retreating up the steps as quickly as they'd descended.

@Sheogorath @Russel S. @WILLOW @MICHAEL. @𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 @LAKE

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/03/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/02/39 ⇥ Helped fight off Sheogorath's captors
⇥ 12/31/38 ⇥ Discovered Sheogorath's journal
⇥ 12/30/38 ⇥ Held their first meeting, which can't be summarized briefly
⇥ 12/29/38 ⇥ Confronted Jeremy, their old captor
⇥ 12/27/38 ⇥ Took over as leader of the Badlands

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

14
The Badlands / The Casino SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER [MEETING & PROMOTIONS 1/6]
« on: January 07, 2019, 01:43:57 AM »
//okay I'm gonna preface this by saying this takes place while Sheogorath is still away at Flintlock, so that the two part threads can be completed before Catalyst addresses that. However, Sheo, feel free to post with Harley here. I've also got a few ooc things to mention, so be sure to read the summary at the end.

Another week had gone by, and they were settling into the role rather comfortably. They thought that the others were gradually becoming used to them too, though they reckoned their little reading of Sheogorath's journal had irked some people. Well, they'd need to buck up, because in due time that'd seem tame. In due time, they couldn't very well go all in all at once, could they?

"Meeting time, folks." They said, making their way into the casino once more. There was no fire this time, though the box that contained the necklaces and bandannas was stowed under one of the billiard tables. They sat down on the edge of said table, tipping back their head and watching as the Badlanders trickled in. "Not gonna be as fun and flashy as last time, I'm afraid." They said casually to the first few to arrive, letting their legs swing freely. "But it'll still be good. You'll like it. Or be salty, I don't know your life."

A few more people entered the casino, they gave a small nod and got started. "Alright, let's start out with our newbies. We've got Creed, you'll know her by all her tattoos and stuff. There's also Harley, not even gonna describe her you're gonna know her when you see her." The latter woman was bright and colorful enough that anyone would see her coming from a mile away, and anyone that didn't for some reason would surely hear her shrill voice. "Come talk to me after I'm done with everything else and I'll give you the necklaces - the necklaces are one of the ways we mark our own." Perhaps on a different day they would have hopped down and passed them out, but no, today was a lazy day.

"There's also the matter of a little girl, Sade. She was caught stealing food, and for the time being she's being held as a worm and doing some chores around camp. Don't pay her too much mind." Cat wanted to make sure they all knew what was going on, but they didn't want anyone to bother her too much.

"No big changes or earth shaking announcements, though I'd like to make a couple of little promotions. Keep in mind I'm gonna fug around with the ranking system at... some point, so stuff will probably get moved around. Until that point, I'd like to promote Michael to War Chief." They did hop off of the billiard table now, sliding the box out from under and withdrawing a striped red and yellow bandanna from it. "Gabriel, I'd also be curious to know if you'd prefer being a Head Hunter or Chamber." Truth be told, they didn't really think the boy was cut out for being a War Chief, though they were hoping he'd be able to take on some responsibility. He'd been working hard of late, and that wasn't going to go unnoticed. They shot a glance at the newbies. "Aight, you two get over here too."

OOC Summary + Announcements
Welcome to Creed/Finny and Harley/Sheogorath! you both were already here but you're still both quite welcome
There's also a new Worm, Sade/Beatles, that was caught stealing food and is doing chores around camp as punishment.
Michael/Aj is promoted to War Chief.
Gabriel/Beatles is promoted to Head Hunter or Chamber (his choice).
Cat is giving the new s/hps their new bandannas and the new members their necklaces.
If you haven't yet seen, we've got a new discord server. Everyone is welcome there, so feel free to drop by.
I'm also in need of some more feedback regarding potential changes to the group in this thread; whether you like an idea or not I'd like to know, and I'll try to flesh some things out soon so that it's not just vague concepts floating around.
I've noticed that there's a bit of a clique happening, where some people are getting more love than others. I want everyone to be included in everything, from chatting to plotting to headcanons to shipping to getting replies in threads. So reach out to someone you haven't plotted with yet, include their character in a drawsquad, just try to branch out a bit more. If things get better, we'll have ourselves a choice awards but if things don't I'll have to do more than a gentle reminder to be inclusive.
Little notice because from mid this week to mid next week my activity might be a bit lower due to some irl stuff I'll have going on. Hopefully it won't be too bad and I'll still be able to do next week's meeting, but just in case here's my notice.
Psh almost forgot to tag the characters mentioned in the meeting: @finny. (not letting me tag her sub) @Harley. @SADE @MICHAEL. @BEATLES (also not letting me tag Gabe's sub)

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 01/03/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Top Dog (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 01/02/39 ⇥ Helped fight off Sheogorath's captors
⇥ 12/31/38 ⇥ Discovered Sheogorath's journal
⇥ 12/30/38 ⇥ Held their first meeting, which can't be summarized briefly
⇥ 12/29/38 ⇥ Confronted Jeremy, their old captor
⇥ 12/27/38 ⇥ Took over as leader of the Badlands

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
Pansexual/PanromanticSingle ⇥ No crushes or maybe crushes
⇥ Not looking but not not looking ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

15
OOC Discussion / fuck you [catalyst's heartchart v.1]
« on: January 05, 2019, 11:35:56 PM »


All of the opinions here are 100% ic and do not reflect my ooc opinions on the chars (all my opinions on the people here are really positive I'm just. really bad at writing them up though if I feel like it I might. Don't hold me to it). Just toss a character in and I'll do Cat's hearts and opinions c: Probably ,, I am notoriously bad at keeping up with these (if I don't do yours it's nothing personal at all, I'm just. bad and need to be in a v specific mindset to do it that I'm not often in)
Hover over the hearts for meaning or if on mobile, ask or quote!


RUSSEL |
"Oh jeez... You know, at first he really annoyed me quite a bit, following me here and just generally being a turd, but it's gotten a bit better, probably because he's had a bigger group of people to bug. He spends most of his time in the casino gambling which is... probably gonna get him in trouble with some people but that's not my problem. Yet, I guess." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: You already know I totally adore Russel and all of his shenanigans and development, and yes I love him please be nicer. Also ONCE AGAIn my heartchart lacks the nuances for their relationship, bc Cat kiiinda doesn't like him that much but it's not that pronounced or extreme

LAKE |
"Heh, Lake is something. She's a bit more than half feral, and she's got this wild energy that I like. From some of the stuff she's said, she's got a pretty fugged up backstory which I can kinda relate to." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: I freaking love Lake sm, she's got a really cool concept and I love what you've done with it and her voice in BL is really unique bc of it, but she still fits in? She's also another character that Cat's kinda starting to like but their relationship hasn't developed that far yet so. Gonna need to work on the hearts.

GABRIEL |
"Not gonna lie, I've developed a bit of a soft spot for the kid. I didn't think I would, but there you go. He's kind of soft, but I think he's got potential and I'd like to see him do well here." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: Gabe is my son, okay, I love him and I want the best for him. I've been loving his interactions with Cat so far and can't wait for more. This is another where I need better hearts bc Cat kinda likes him but isn't all the way there yet

CREED |
"So Creed's pretty new, and I don't know anything about her aside from she and Michael have some sort of history. Yeah, that's about it." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: She's so new but I'm honestly so pumped to see her around more and I'm really excited for all the possible ways her and Cat's dynamic could develop! She's such a goddess and I love her already

WILLOW |
"I don't know Willow very well, honestly. She seems to fit in well, which of course I like seeing. She's one of the teen pyros and smartly lives on a boat, she's friends with Gabe though they seem to be in a rough patch. Yeah, I don't know much about her aside from that, though of course I'd like to change that." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: It makes me so so sad that Willow's going to be leaving soon, and that her and Cat won't get to have as developed as a dynamic, but I've really enjoyed rping with her so far and seeing her dynamic with the other characters, especially Gabe and Lake.

MICHAEL |
"Hmm. Truth be told, I don't know much about him. He's a drunk, but he seems to listen and do what he's told and I like that. He's got the potential to do well, I think, though I'm not sure I see us being friends or anything much more than what we are now." - Catalyst, 1/6/39
OOC Opinion: I'm liking Michael so far! He's a complicated character with interesting motivations and I'm here for it. I'm also totally not stalking his plots w Russel and Creed, nooo. I really need to refine the hearts for Cat, because I could see them potentially trusting him on a certain level (not with personal stuff, but group stuff), potentially even coming to respect him depending on how their relationship develops icly.

NAME | HEARTS
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OOC Opinion: (if any)


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