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[ let gold fade to black - open ]
« on: August 05, 2019, 10:08:10 AM »

a rock gracefully glided across the water. roman stood there, cigarette pinched between his lips. watching as it skipped across the water's surface before inevitably plunging in. it made him feel a wave of nostalgia. when he was a kid, too young to go out with his family and "work," he'd stand at the water's edge. he'd pathetically throw rock after rock into the water, trying to learn how to make it skip. when he had finally learned how to do it, he had felt nothing but a swell of pride in himself. he had learned how to do something all by himself, without anyone standing over him and calling the shots for him. it had been rare for any of the siblings to really get to do anything themselves. but roman had always been different than most of the siblings.

that was how he had ended up here- he could see either way how he had made all the wrong decisions to end up here, but also how he could have possibly made all the right moves. ever since he'd come to bluestem, he'd been trying to adjust to his new life here. it was alright, just the sort of place roman felt like he belonged- though there were some cracks in the foundation, he was starting to suspect. not the fun kind of crumbling that roman would enjoy, but the kind of shaky foundation that roman knew would come and hurt him in the end. he had yet to decide what to do about that.

he pulled the cigarette out from between his lips to blow smoke into the air, looking almost contemplative - before he leaned down to try and find another rock.
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Re: [ let gold fade to black - open ]
« Reply #1 on: August 06, 2019, 07:58:52 AM »
      A cracking foundation was the closest Silas could ever get to a stable home. He'd darted across the country far too frequently, hoping that the next move would be the very last, that finally the world wasn't out to get him. But, nothing would ever go easy for Silas. Perhaps it was was Karma really out there to bite his proverbial ass for all the shit he'd done in his lifetime. He was by no means a Saint, and though he would boast a lie of being a good person, sauntering around with a crown on his head, he was nothing more than some glorified asshole. Perhaps he deserved a life of instability. But, his family didn't deserve to be dragged into his mess, too. Not his brothers, not his sisters, not his son nor his niece. Not even the animals whom Silas had claimed as his own deserved this same fate as Silas.

Brows knitted together, Silas tipping his chin up curiously as he noticed Roman stood, skipping stones across the lake. He cleared his throat, hand moving to rub the back of his neck as he wandered over, eyes following as the stones danced across the water. ❝ Havin' fun there? ❞ Silas asked gruffly, features stern as he looked across at the water.

Spoiler: tags :: updated 07/20 • show
basics.
♛ 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

appearance.
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

personality.
♛ 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

relationships.
♛ james overton x nadia overton // whereabouts unknown
♛ six siblings // three brothers & three sisters
♛ bisexual biromantic
♛ crushing on anna // on and off relationship with her
♛ has an eight year old son, riley james // known as james
♛ has adopted his niece, scout, after killing ruby
♛ owns two chickens // marilee & zelda
♛ owns four dogs // ghost, fang, bandit and jekyll
♛ owns three horses // tinker, rawhide and tex

interaction.
storage // playlist // pinterest
♛ 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
EVERY BODY IN THE WORLD KNOWS I'M A LITTLE TWISTED
I'M UNCONTROLLABLE, EMOTIONAL, I'M CRAZY
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Re: [ let gold fade to black - open ]
« Reply #2 on: August 09, 2019, 12:19:38 PM »

silas was someone who seemed relatively harmless- given, at least while he was grieving. roman had yet to know another side to silas than that; the grieving brother who had lost someone important to him. suddenly and unexpectedly. he looked over at him for a moment before darting another rock across the water’s surface, nodding his head. “nothing else to really do,” he figured. and for a moment he let the silence drag on. roman didn’t really mind silence - he wasn’t exactly one for conversation - and it appeared like silas didn’t care about it, either.

still, as he glanced over at the leader, he paused for a moment before asking, “how’ve you been holding up?” not so much that he genuinely cared and felt the need to know - he didn’t know the guy, it wasn’t particularly his job to care - but merely because the man looked like he had shit he wanted to get off his chest. either that or he preferred to be silently drowned by it, whatever it was.

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Re: [ let gold fade to black - open ]
« Reply #3 on: August 13, 2019, 04:39:56 PM »
      Unknown to Silas was the mere fact that Roman enjoyed the company of the chaotic - Silas was undoubtedly one of the most chaotic of people around, that was not difficult to see. Though, when tragedy struck the Overtons, one would expect Silas to be worse than usual. But instead, he was vacant. Easier to manage whilst he was internally tormented by the horrors he'd faced, the horrors he'd caused. Silas tipped his chin up, brows bunching together as he watched Roman throw another rock across the surface of the water before questioning after several moments of silence, ❝  Uh- how'd you even do that? ❞

Silence ensued once more, Silas quiet as he observed the water before, without another word, he lowered himself to the ground. If there was one thing he would never admit, it was that he needed to be around somebody in that very moment of time. Being alone only brought back painful thoughts, but busying himself in the company of others was a distraction. Roman asked Silas how he was doing and, honestly, Silas had had better days. But, as stubborn as always, Silas began to snicker to himself. ❝ Is bold of yous to assume I've been holding up at all, wha'ever that means. ❞

Spoiler: tags :: updated 07/20 • show
basics.
♛ 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

appearance.
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

personality.
♛ 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

relationships.
♛ james overton x nadia overton // whereabouts unknown
♛ six siblings // three brothers & three sisters
♛ bisexual biromantic
♛ crushing on anna // on and off relationship with her
♛ has an eight year old son, riley james // known as james
♛ has adopted his niece, scout, after killing ruby
♛ owns two chickens // marilee & zelda
♛ owns four dogs // ghost, fang, bandit and jekyll
♛ owns three horses // tinker, rawhide and tex

interaction.
storage // playlist // pinterest
♛ 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
EVERY BODY IN THE WORLD KNOWS I'M A LITTLE TWISTED
I'M UNCONTROLLABLE, EMOTIONAL, I'M CRAZY
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Re: [ let gold fade to black - open ]
« Reply #4 on: August 17, 2019, 11:36:15 AM »

several moments of silence passed before silas quietly asked how he’d even skipped the rock across the water. “it’s easy,” he said simply, looking around for a flat enough rock before holding it over towards silas for the leader to take. “all you need is to make it spin as you throw it. and throw it low.” the most basic, over-simplified reasoning of throwing a rock there could ever be. but it at least got most of the point across. roman wasn’t really one for teaching anything - while he prided himself on being the jack of all trades, teaching had never really been his strong suit.

he threw his own rock out during the silence that dragged on, watching it skim across the water. roman and silas didn’t know each other quite well. to roman, all silas was at the moment was a subdued, quiet silas that had been put on mute by given events. he didn’t have the chance to truly judge the man’s character - because the person he was at this moment was a different person than he usually was, roman had to bet. grief did that to people. snickering. he glanced at silas, now seated, as he made the ever-stubborn remark. it was enough for him to stare a moment longer and, after that- a roll of his eyes, paired with a shaking of his head. he didn’t want to talk about it. fair enough.

“it’s pretty bold, i guess.” because, yeah, he could assume silas wasn’t holding up fairly well if at all. but the point still remained. more silence - the conversation honestly felt more filled with silence than actual speech. he ducked down to dig around for more rocks. “look, i’m not here to get you all sentimental,” he said eventually, gaze wandering around the ground. he hated sentiment, honestly. “but if you have shit to get off your chest-” he left it there as he stood up, rock in hand and a small shrug.

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« Reply #5 on: September 04, 2019, 08:26:56 AM »
      Brows furrowed together. Silas never had heard of this whole... Rock walking across water kind of deal before. It was either done by miracle or by some creepy witchcraft that Roman was able to do with such precision. He squinted as he watched Roman searching around for a rock before handing one over to Silas. This was easy? Huh... Sure. Spin and throw low... All right, Silas supposed; that sounded easy enough. He watched as Roman threw his own stone across the water, it bouncing along the surface neatly before submerging beneath the water, before Silas attempted to follow suit. And, sure enough, the stone landed straight into the water with a splash.

❝ Oh, fuck this. ❞ He hissed, kicking at the ground as dust and stones were sent flying into the water. Silas was unlike his usually, overly-destructive and mouthy self, but it didn't mean that he was still deeply troubled. He was grieving, stressed and unable to control the hurt and emotion he felt. Even the tiniest of triggers sent his heart racing, stress building up within him, enveloping him like a dark cloak - he couldn't control the hurt, the rage, the guilt. He sighed as he found himself lowering himself into a seated position - he wasn't going to try pretend to be some arrogant know-it-all when all he felt like was a failure. He'd failed to do the one thing he'd promised Ruby - he'd always keep her safe - and he couldn't throw a fucking stone.

He blinked, eyes rolling slightly as he peered out across the waters, hugging his knees closer to his chest. Finally, gaze shifted to look over towards Roman who knelt down to dig about for more stones, watching as he avoided returning his gaze towards Silas. A soft huff of disbelief - as if Roman cared enough about Silas to want to listen to him get whatever this was off his chest. ❝ Yeah... Not really; therapy sessions aren't really m'thing. ❞

Spoiler: tags :: updated 07/20 • show
basics.
♛ 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

appearance.
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

personality.
♛ 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

relationships.
♛ james overton x nadia overton // whereabouts unknown
♛ six siblings // three brothers & three sisters
♛ bisexual biromantic
♛ crushing on anna // on and off relationship with her
♛ has an eight year old son, riley james // known as james
♛ has adopted his niece, scout, after killing ruby
♛ owns two chickens // marilee & zelda
♛ owns four dogs // ghost, fang, bandit and jekyll
♛ owns three horses // tinker, rawhide and tex

interaction.
storage // playlist // pinterest
♛ 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
EVERY BODY IN THE WORLD KNOWS I'M A LITTLE TWISTED
I'M UNCONTROLLABLE, EMOTIONAL, I'M CRAZY
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« Reply #6 on: September 07, 2019, 09:27:57 PM »

he watched, impassive, as the rock went hurtling straight into the water. “so close,” he replied plainly, both of them knowing that the only thing silas had done correctly was throw a rock at water. that was a good start, he supposed. he glanced at silas, expecting the man to keep stubbornly trying and trying again - like he did when he was a kid. instead, though, silas hissed and was quick to give up, kicking up dust and stones while he was at it. he observed the man for a moment, the sight enough for amusement to shine in his eyes. “i didn’t know you were the type to give up so quickly,” he noted, as if seeing if that would egg the man on.

silas had sat down, though, so he supposed silas didn’t work quite like most other people. roman truly should’ve known that just by observing the guy for a few moments. he kept digging around for stones as he made the offer, making sure he didn’t stare silas down as he said so - and he did it rather simply; he avoided silas’s gaze entirely. the huff of disbelief was already enough to tell him silas wasn’t for it, well before the man had made a remark about “therapy sessions” not being his thing. that was enough for roman to huff himself, tsk-ing softly before straightening up with a new rock.

“suit yourself.” he tossed the rock across the water lazily. “your loss. truly missing out on having one of the worst therapy sessions of your life.” roman wasn’t the type to offer advice- most of his wasn’t emotional, wasn’t from the heart. silas didn’t seem like the type to sit and logically think and process his own feelings in a logical manner.
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