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AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« on: May 04, 2019, 05:56:33 PM »
The last... what, three, four missions? Those had been a break from their usual formula in one form or another, but this one... it was a return to normal. Cat was perched on a billiard table in the middle of the casino, no injuries on display, no baby in their arms. Did that always mean it would be a calm, peaceful evening? No, of course not. This was Catalyst we're talking about here... though they did appear to be half asleep as they waited for people to file in.

Never a dull day... except this one apparently.


//hella rushed




Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 04/27/19 • 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
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
⇥ 04/20/39 ⇥ Released Northstar from Badlands occupation
⇥ 04/16/39 ⇥ Was saved by Sheogorath
⇥ 04/15/39 ⇥ Took the Badlands brand
⇥ 04/08/39 ⇥ Had a huge fight with Molly

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. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. 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
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken ⇥ One Crush
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ 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 ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ 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
« Last Edit: May 05, 2019, 11:15:50 PM by 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐭 »
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING]
« Reply #1 on: May 04, 2019, 07:00:29 PM »

there was so much on addy's mind. a lot of it was his own unspoken anxieties and feelings about what was going on in his own life. better than bad things happening to the entire group as a whole. addy would gladly just keep his own problems and secrets with himself, that was for sure. that was what he'd decided as he'd strolled into the casino. unlike the other meeting, when he first walked into the casino, he didn't know exactly how the meeting would go. there was no indicator that something good was going to be said, but also no indicator that only bad news could come. it had been relatively peaceful, though, so addy couldn't complain too much. better than feeling like he was dying of boredom at the easter event, and better than getting stabbed by a fucking lunatic.

looking for a place to sit, he took a deep sigh before sitting down in his usual spot, arms crossed over his chest.

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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING]
« Reply #2 on: May 04, 2019, 11:03:57 PM »
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Here was Michael, the soldier had been slowly, and steadily healing. And now he could walk decently well, though he still had a touch of a limp. His leg was injured by some of his old army "buds". It was nice that he was no longer a worm, Cat had lifted his probation in the last meeting, which meant that the man was no longer the "lowest of the low". His eyes shifted from Addy to Cat.

Mike let his hands slide into his pockets and he leaned against the wall, just watching the scene in front of him, speaking wasn't necessary right now, honestly, he preferred silence, and part of him just didn't want to be here at the moment.
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING]
« Reply #3 on: May 05, 2019, 04:17:51 AM »
Lucerne attended the meeting as usual, quiet yet perceptive as eyes wandered across to see who was all in the casino today. It appeared to be the usual crowd, Lucerne observed, as he chose to remain standing for today, arms folded across his chest comfortably as he stood in the corner of the room. He shifted from foot to foot mindlessly, wondering what had even happened in the Badlands over the past week to justify any sort of gathering for a meeting. He wouldn't comment, however. Lucerne just wasn't in the 'commenting' mood today.

// damn well that sucked, but he's here

Spoiler: tags :: updated 4/15 • show
basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    — current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    — has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    — sees him as his person
    — doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    — loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
storage // plot
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    — some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING]
« Reply #4 on: May 05, 2019, 12:15:07 PM »
this is a fancy by aj inspired by thes
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Sheogorath shuffled into the room, his uneven gait silenced as he slithered through the shadows with amber eyes intense upon the figure of Catalyst. A quick sweep of his gaze determined the others that were present before the man took to standing in the shaded corner, quiet and still. The red head wondered what the meeting could possibly be about. Not much had happened as of late. Perhaps there'd be a promotion, but that was something Sheogorath doubted. Who was there to promote?

The man lifted a hand to his throat, and toyed with with spiked rainbow choker around his neck as his other hand drifted through fiery hued hair. As soon as he was finished here, he'd might as well go spend some time with his son. Either that, or work on that garden he had been meaning to get going. Sheogorath supposed he could practice his pottery skills as well. That was certainly something he needed to work on.

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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #5 on: May 05, 2019, 11:15:18 PM »
//tw for violence and explosions

Right, that was people enough. The sooner this was done, the sooner this was done. Cat straightened up and opened their eyes fully, glancing around and a small, barely audible breath escaped their lips. Alright, go time. "We'll start things off light, as usual. We've got some new joiners. Archer and Lana, joined together and seem like drama and a half, then there's this kid Percy... he's like twelve or something? Oh, Amaryllis too. Looks like he's twelve, actually is not. Don't get them mixed up. Lastly there's Peaches. She and Angel know each other, and I'm just gonna leave that there." People could wonder all they wanted; they sure as fuck were.

"Okay, so guys, I've been thinking. We don't really have anything to really mark our border. On the plus side, that means we can pretty much put it wherever the fug we want, on the downside, no one knows where the fug to stop. So what do y'all think, should we get some kind of markers up? At least in some of the busier areas." A rare look into the sort of shit Catalyst thought about that didn't revolve around people. A musing more than anything else.

They shrugged, then moved on. "So, in other news, Sheogorath had a little encounter with the leader of the Insurrection. Brian or something. So Brian beat him up and sent him back here with a message for me. Apparently he's coming for my head." They rolled their eyes; he could get in fucking line. "So that's fugging it, aight? No more licking our wounds, we've been at war for like a month or so? Time to fugging act like it. They've been fugging with us without consequence for too long. Get your -"

Catalyst didn't have the chance to finish the sentence. There was a loud bang, coming from just outside the casino. It was pretty clear by the startled look on Cat's face that they had not been expecting that. "What the fug..." They got down from the billiard table, right hand edging down to their hip (where their gun was) and left hand sliding into the brass knuckles within their pocket. Paranoid, yes, but they'd never heard anything like that sound here before. And they don't like loud noises.

They head for the door, a few people moving to get out of their way, a few following them. They opened the door and stepped out onto the steps; within moments they spotted three unfamiliar teenagers yelling at each other for not bringing the good bombs. There was a hole nearly blown right through the sturdy exterior wall of the casino. They froze for a moment when they saw Cat, then took off running. The Boss spun around and looked at the people still inside. "They just tried to blow us up!"

Then they took off running - yes, actually running - to try and catch the perpetrators. They assumed that there were people following them, but right now the ringing and blood pumping in their ears drowned out everything. They took out their gun and fired; missing the first shot but striking on of the Insurrectionists. She cried out and stumbled, but then another grabbed her arm and kept her moving.

OOC Summary + Announcements!
— Welcome to Archer/Van, Lana/Finny, Percy/Crows, Amaryllis/Demuary, and Peaches... Also Finny
— Cat's thinking about putting some sort of marker on the border and would like thoughts on that
— The Insurrection's leader Brian beat up Sheogorath and sent him with a warning for Cat
— Cat, subsequently, is wanting to up this war and go on the offensive
— They were cut off by three Insurrectionist teenagers attempting to blow up the casino. They used poor quality explosives so they only damaged the exterior, now they're running away and Cat is giving chase
Choice Awarrds end this Saturday!
— I know I said I was going to put up a thread abt smth and then I didn't but I swear I'm Actually gonna do that

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 05/05/19 • 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
⇥ 04/20/39 ⇥ Released Northstar from Badlands occupation
⇥ 04/16/39 ⇥ Was saved by Sheogorath
⇥ 04/15/39 ⇥ Took the Badlands brand

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. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. 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
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken ⇥ One Crush
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ 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 ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ 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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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #6 on: May 05, 2019, 11:39:25 PM »
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She had been hurt, had being the key word. Though it was clear to anyone she had been through some shit purely by the scratches and healing wounds on her face. Not once did it cross her mind if people noticed her absence, or if maybe they celebrated it but once she reached the boarder she started to. She wondered if Mord noticed her gone, if Molly made a comment on it, if Cat celebrated her disappearance or even took note of it. It didn’t matter now as she walked through familiar territory looking dirty and tired but her rbf still holding strong.

Her feet quickened hearing the explosion, last she knew they had no enemies, nobody to fear or worry about. They were on good terms with the groups. Apparently she was wrong. She’d slow hearing the voices get closer. They were coming towards her, well this was definitely one was to make an entrance back into the Badlands. Paige’s new weapon of choice was a crossbow, one that she currently carried on her after stealing it along with the necessary ammo of course.

The brunette appeared shortly after Cat’s gunshot, watching these three teens run right to her. She aimed for the boy helping the girl, his head or leg would do fine. However his chest could stop him from running or entirely. She shot there. At the very least they’d have to stop as he falls to the ground unless the unharmed idiot leaves his friends. Paige pulled her gaze from the poor souls who decided to attack them to Cat and anyone who may follow.

However she didn’t speak, just looked at them. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she was scared they’d tell her to leave or seem upset at her return. Though then her eyes went back to the teens, she could stop them if they kept running...at this point she was kind of in the way.
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #7 on: May 07, 2019, 12:09:41 PM »
This had been the first meeting Gabe had attended in... weeks. He doubted that anybody had noticed, seeing as he had been a little more on the down-low than usual. Not that Gabriel was an extraordinarily extroverted soul, bright and chipper and making friends with everybody in sight, but being reclusive was a bit odd of him as well. Gabriel had vowed to leave his bitterness in the past, his tendencies to shut others out. However, he had felt so... unsure as of lately. Today, he figured that perhaps trying to reinsert himself into the group wouldn't hurt.

Oh, was that not the case.

Gabriel had listened to the usual announcements; noting the names of the newcomers, silently agreeing with the idea of marking the borders clearly, and warily taking caution of the dangers posed with "The Insurrection". Gabriel didn't fully trust Sheogorath still, but getting taken and beaten by an enemy leader didn't sound particularly fun. He could only hope that these people would leave them alone so that Catalyst didn't have to take further action. Gabe knew the capabilities of the Badlanders, but he didn't want anymore chaos. He didn't wish for any more violence.

Then, a loud bang reverberated in his eardrums. Gabriel flinched and whipped his gaze over towards the casino doors, blue hues glistening with newfound fear. What the hell was that?

He felt his veins run with an icy coldness, he felt a lump form in his throat. Gabriel was not used to acts of terrorism being a regular occurrence; his father had always done his best to defend his family and home. Were they being attacked? Was this it?

The teenager watched as Catalyst ran out after the perpetrators, as well as a few others tagging along. He didn't choose to follow; he hadn't a weapon on him. Instead, he stood in a brief daze and state of confusion and shock before snapping back into reality. He turned his head towards the others still remaining in the casino lobby and he asked, ".. Is everyone okay?" Who knows -- perhaps somebody could have been standing close to the blast. Gabriel felt the need to do something, even if he wasn't necessarily skilled in the field of medicine.
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #8 on: May 09, 2019, 12:05:03 AM »
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Meetings, Michael was a bit bored listening to this one, though he supposed that being present for the announcements that Cat made were good. He listened, raising an eyebrow at the comment of Brian capturing Sheo and then sending an unveiled threat to Cat. He made a mental note to himself to punch Brian in the face, nobody threatened death to Cat... except him, and well, Mike wasn't planning on killing Cat, or threatening Cat with death so long as Creed remained alive.

He had once injured Cat, but he had never held any real desire to kill the boss, not even at his most irrational or intoxicated had he aimed for a vital organ in order to end the life of the leader. No, Mike didn't want the person dead, one of the few exceptions to his anger, Cat got away relatively easy in Mike's mind, then again, they had a shit ton of past as well, not as much as Mike, but there was time, Cat was half his age, they had time to make life altering mistakes and fuck up more, and he was sure that they would.

The man ran a calloused hand through his corse dark hair, and sighed softly, completely unprepared for the loud boom that happened seconds later. It was, with no doubt, an explosion, though he couldn't id the exact kind, he knew it was definitely not accidental, not with the proximity of the sound to the casino. Perhaps it was Brian putting his money where his mouth was. No, that wasn't Brian's style.

He sprinted after Cat, close on his heel, pulling the riffle off his back, and checking it to make sure it had munitions. He would definitely make these people think twice about blowing shit up. Paige's shot hit the boy dead in the chest, and he dropped in front of Mike. Before he could aim and shoot however, the loud sound of a long distance sniper rifle rung out through the area, and seconds later the injured teen had crumpled to the ground, a hole in her head, blood seeping from the wound.

Before Mike could look towards the sound and back to the teens, another gunshot reverberated through the city, and the last teen was on the ground, a matching hole in their head. Everything seemed a bit blurry, almost like a dream as he tried to clear his head, but it was ready for battle, not clarity. There was a reason he wasn't in charge. He assumed Cat was yelling orders taking cover themself, but they didn't notice anything, just their plan to take out the sniper on the roof.

Shit, shit. "Creed, get Cat, and everyone out of line of sight." He barked the order without thinking about the fact he wasn't even in charge here. Already running as he spoke, he discarded the riffle in order to run faster, he took off towards the taller buildings where he was sure the shots had come from, his injury forgotten.

A third shot rung out, and he didn't look back, it would take about thirty seconds to break down the perch, another minute to get to the bottom of the building, if he was lucky, he'd catch them in time.
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING]
« Reply #9 on: May 09, 2019, 09:38:35 AM »

war was a common occurrence throughout addy’s life. i mean, when you’re in a gang that’s surrounded by rivaling gangs, you’re bound to go at war with them at least a few times. that being said, he figured for some reason that the badlands would be different. he thought everything in this place would run smoothly. not exactly all sunshine and roses, by any means, but that there’d be most competition they could get rid of without a hit. he listened absently to the meeting, head tilted to the side ever so slightly .

the sound of a loud bang was definitely enough to get his attention. fucking hell. of course something bad was going to happen, and of course those fucking insurrectionists were going to try and blow up the casino. he made room for cat to walk past, though was quick to follow behind them to try and see what all the commotion was about. teenagers. arguing, only to make a run for it once they saw catalyst watching them. he hadn’t known what to expect, but catalyst running after them -- he shouldn’t have been surprised, really.

but still kind of pissed off. this idiot had a group to lead, and they were running off after these teens? what if they had wanted catalyst to follow, and it was some kind of bullshit trap they’d set up? after all, wouldn’t the whole point of blowing up the casino be so that everyone was drawn out of it in plain sight? there were too many possibilities that going out only spelled ‘bad fucking decision’ for him. addy didn’t want to run the possibility of walking into this trap, himself, but he also didn’t want the fuckin’ leader to walk into one, as well.

as he watched others chase after catalyst, though, something told him that they’d be well off. there were people that could handle their own. so it was only reasonable for him to stick back, make sure that people weren’t losing their shit over something like this and making dumb decisions. there were just way too many ways this situation could go to absolute shit for them. merely, he’d stay just barely poking out of the door, gun in hand, anticipating for the worst.

and sure enough, it got worse.

a fucking sniper? what the fuck kind of shit was this? realistically, how did someone get all the way to the top of one of their buildings without anyone being even remotely aware? he listened to the gunshots ring out, looking out over the buildings before he simply settled on getting the hell out of plain sight. he moved back inside, closing the door. “fucking hell,” he muttered under his breath as he stepped away from the door. looked like everyone in here was alright, at least. just had to wait for things to deescalate before pulling anything.

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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #10 on: May 09, 2019, 05:20:47 PM »
RAE MCLEOD | FOURTEEN | BIO

catalyst was already speaking when rae arrived at the casino, having been in no great hurry to get here. however upon realising her tardiness, like a school girl late to class, she hastily found a place to sit and did her best to appear interested. lately she'd had a lot more on her mind than whatever cat would have to say at meetings and she'd almost not attended this week's gathering, but at the last second had decided to show face - with the threat insurrection growing ever present in the badlands the meetings at least provided a sense of order and unity among its members.

it was at that second that the deafening sound of what she would discover to have been an explosion would make rae wish she'd not attended this meeting. nearly falling off her seat in shock and momentary confusion, she regained her balance and looked about at her allies, all of whom seemed to be in an equal state of surprise. instinctively, the teenager moved towards the source of the noise, along with a few others, and halted upon seeing the minor but noticeable damage to the exterior of the casino. what really caught her eye was the sight of several figures sprinting away from the site, most of whom at a glance couldn't be much older than she was.

rae would later be embarrassed by her lack of action - her first move was to follow after the teens and their pursuers, unarmed but ready to fuck their shit up, but when gunshots sounded she was stopped in her tracks, having only made it a few yards out of the doors of the casino. everything seemed to happen in slow motion after that moment, and she could only watch as one by bloody one their attackers were picked off, each gunshot just as deafeningly loud as the blast which had started all of this off. where the hell were they coming from? who the hell was firing them? what the hell?

rae had never considered herself a squeamish person. during her time on the road with her old group of allies she'd seen her fair share of violence and had had a relatively less sheltered upbringing than many her own age. however, witnessing the gory demise of this group of insurrectionists turned her stomach like she never would have expected and it was all she could do not to throw up over the steps of the casino. retreating into the open entrance behind her, a pale rae glanced over her shoulder, wordlessly checking the status of the others who had attended the meeting.

Spoiler:  information // 04/13 • show
★★★ // RAEGAN J. MCLEOD. BORN 03/25/2025.
— female. badlands. worm.
bio. main. spotify playlist.

★★★ // GRAEME MCLEOD [NPC] X ANNIE JAMES [NPC].
— ½ of nothing. no crush. bisexual. not looking. ellis is her partner in crime.
— no pets but would like a dog.

★★★ // FIVE FOOT. A HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS. 8/10 HEALTH.
rae is a rather scrawny young girl standing at five feet tall with not an ounce of fat on her. she's pale, but tans easily, and is covered in freckles. she has a pretty, youthful face with a small nose and round, dark brown eyes. her most noticeable feature is the scar that runs from cheek-to-cheek across the bridge of her nose. she keeps her thick, brunette hair tied back most of the time, allowing only her side bangs to fall over her forehead.
— face claim: foetus ellen page.
— voice claim: tara strong as cindy mcphearson.
current injures;; none.
permanent injures;; scar on her face and another on her shin from a fall as a child.

★★★ // ESFP. GRYFFINDOR. EXTROVERTED.
rae is an impulsive girl who rarely thinks before acting and doesn't take no for an answer. she's still finding herself and currently has a deep detestation for authority, usually being rebellious simply for the sake of being a rebel. she's naturally confrontational and unforgiving, but is extremely loyal and selfless once you earn her trust.
tropes;; rebellious teen. loose canon. tomboy.

★★★ // PREVIOUSLY CARRIED BACKPACK CONTAINING ESSENTIALS.
— usually has a knife in her belt.
— backpack contains small notepad, water bottle and a yo-yo.

★★★ // USES KNIFE BUT PREFERS TRAUMA WEAPONS. CAN POWERPLAY PEACEFUL. 5/10 TRAINED.
— never backs down from a fight and despite lack of training isn't afraid to get physical.
— requires training in use of firearms and hand-to-hand combat.
— not currently open to kill/maim. pm @chara for capture/torture.
stats;; strength: 4/10. agility: 8/10. endurance: 6/10. accuracy: 5/10. luck: 8/10.
— CAUSE I'M SO DRUNK ON TRAGIC ENGINGS
rae / fourteen / big fat dickhead / bio

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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #11 on: May 17, 2019, 03:24:18 AM »
IF I COULD FEEL NOTHING

tw for violence, getting shot, blood

meetings had just been something creed put up with. she didn't necessarily enjoy them or dislike them either, she just put up with the short time they took up and then she went back to her day. she didn't like all of he talk there had been about the insurrection lately, she wanted to forget about them but she realized that she wasn't going to be able to forget until she was six feet under. creed stood with her arms crossed in the middle of the group, leg tapping lightly as she waited for it to conclude. then a loud bang was heard and she snapped out of it.

creed was quickly to turn on her feet and bolt out of the door and after the trio with the others. she began to get the pistol from the waist band of her jeans, raising to try and aim before the first shot from the sniper rang out. she stopped running, hearing mike barking orders to her, making her roll her eyes in annoyance. she took a step closer to cat though and trailed back with them to safety, her eyes glancing up to the rooftops.

creed's eyes caught onto the insurrectionist in time to see them aiming at cat. she acted without thinking, moving towards the outside to block cat as the sniper pulled the trigger. as the bullet ripped through her shoulder it felt as if someone was shoving a hot poker into her, a grunt of pain escaping her lips. she went to touch her shoulder, her hand coming back with blood on it, making her let out an annoyed laugh.

"we gotta find a better pastime for us that doesn't involve getting our asses handed to us." creed mentioned to cat as they helped her to cover, trying to lighten to mood a little bit and get her mind off of the latest wound.

as they went to go after mike, creed leaned her back against the casino, hissing as she went to shrug off her coat some so she could see where she had been shot. she quickly pulled it back up as she heard footsteps approaching her, she got the knife out from her boot and held it up. the insurrectionist turned the corner and kicked the knife out f her hand before hitting creed in the head with the end of their gun, knocking her out.

// i didn't know how to end it so yeah the picked her up and snatched her
she has been officially Taken
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Re: AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
« Reply #12 on: May 17, 2019, 01:09:44 PM »
//tw for death, gore, violence, etc

Holy shit. Was that Paige? They had indeed noticed her absence, though with everything going on and the fact that people came and left all the time, they hadn't thought to put an expedition together to find her. She had tried playing that she was harmless, but that had fallen apart and they knew she wasn't. And hey, just look, she shot one of the fleeing bombers with a goddamn crossbow.

Before they could even open their mouth to greet her or... do something, shots rang out. One by one, all three Insurrectionists dropped to the ground, graphic holes blown through their heads by bullets that rained down from the roofs. "Get back!" They yelled, suddenly terrified that Paige would be the next teenager they saw die.

But it wasn't Paige that got shot next. It was Creed, and as they turned their head to see where she stood - it wasn't hard to see that the bullet she took was meant for them. Cat darted over to her, helped her to get under cover. "Medic!" They yelled, "Someone!" They didn't stay with her. Their greatest mistake of that day. Of that month. They didn't stay, because they couldn't let that bastard that just shot her get away with it. They tore after Mike.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 05/05/19 • 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
⇥ 04/20/39 ⇥ Released Northstar from Badlands occupation
⇥ 04/16/39 ⇥ Was saved by Sheogorath
⇥ 04/15/39 ⇥ Took the Badlands brand

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. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. 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
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken ⇥ One Crush
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ 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 ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ 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
I've been defeated I begged for what I needed
I suffered now I'm ready for war