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[ nothing else matters ┊ 'treasure hunt' , open. ]
« on: May 15, 2019, 05:44:37 PM »
— "All right, demon kids, gather up." Silas' voice was loud yet seemingly disinterested as he called everyone over. He concentrated on a small scrap of paper in his hands, eyes low as he scanned the page. After all, this was a matter of utmost importance. If nobody could figure this one out, then Silas was utterly doomed. If curiosity killed the cat, then many felines would've spent their nine lives for Silas' puzzlement towards the tiny scrap of paper that'd been given to him on his birthday. Coordinates. Fuckin' hell - Silas could barely follow a map let alone coordinates. He was totally stumped, yet a part of him was desperate to figure out what the hell this would lead him to.

As a small crowd gathered, Silas squinted his eyes as his dark gaze wandered across the group, and then he held up the piece of paper as if it were holy. "We are close... So fuckin' damn close to this lil fucker." He pointed out, shaking the paper in the air before pushing it into somebody's hands for them to pass around the group. "Now read it carefully, friends. Daddy needs whatever is hidden here. Whoever finds it wins a big juicy surprise so don't let me down. I want to see you all search in small groups,  keep your weapons on you at all times in case of an ambush, and let me know if you find anything of use to us." Words were as conceited as usual, but what were people expecting from Silas? 

"Nice. So, whenever you peoples are ready, lets find this fuckin' thing."

[ last month at silas' birthday party, he was given coordinates to one of his gifts. in a box hides a pearl-handled revolver with twenty bullets, all engraved with silas' name on. feel free for your characters to pair up in search for it and potentially even be the one to find the damn thing teehee ]

Spoiler: tags :: updated 4/15 • show
♛ silas porter overton // sy, overton, dipshit
♛ male // he/him
♛ twenty five // ages real time // born fifteenth april
♛ leader of bluestem prairie
♛ formerly member of camp apocalypse
♛ formerly right hand man in children of abaddon
♛ established BP - fifth march 2039
♛ currently cultivates the crops for BP

faceclaim - evan peters
voice claim - evan peters (tw. blood & gore in video)
♛ 5'11ft // under-worked frame // slightly paunchy
♛ dark chocolate eyes and disheveled brunet hair
♛ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
♛ mental health - 95% // suffers paranoia and delusions of grandeur

♛ impetuous, spontaneous and hostile
♛ volatile, overemotional // acts rashly
♛ very loud // loves to hear the sound of his own voice
♛ pompous and overly confident // sees himself as number one
♛ assertive and knows exactly how to get what he wants
♛ outspoken and extroverted // stormy personality
♛ playfully chaotic // enjoys having fun whilst tearing the world apart
♛ cunning and slimy // hard to work out what his intentions are
♛ low self-esteem yet hides this through over-confidence
♛ intelligent and caring to those who can see passed his bullish semblance
♛ scarily loyal towards his favorite people
♛ embarrassingly flirtatious // flirts with anything that moves
♛ clownish and sees most serious matters lightheartedly // immature

♛ james overton x nadia overton // whereabouts unknown
♛ six siblings // three brothers & three sisters
♛ bisexual biromantic
♛ crushing on anna // single
♛ has an eight year old son, riley james // known as james
♛ owns two chickens // marilee & zelda
♛ owns four dogs // ghost, fang, bandit and jekyll
♛ owns three horses // tinker, rawhide and tex

storage // plot
♛ physically: hard // mentally: hard
♛ very strategic // usually has an ulterior motive
♛ unpredictable - dangerous with a gun & explosives
♛ cares very little about ending lives for his own gain