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mother of dragons? nah, mother of direwolves // open
« on: October 09, 2019, 01:47:37 PM »
You're talking to a goddamn
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I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous
She laid on the swing located on the porch of her house, one foot rocking the swing gently while her hands were on her seven month pregnant belly. She just sat there for a while, calm and content. Paige hadn't been out in a while, staying in her house to hide and stress out over being pregnant on her own. She didn't know that she should've started to get things for the child, or find clothes for it or a crib. She had just...sat around.

Soon she was joined by four wolf seeming dogs, her northern inuits. Atlas had made some friends and they were now also hers. Her "pack" she jokingly called them. Atlas laid under the swing, being closest to Paige and now closest to protect her. Echo sat next to the swing, not close enough to be hit but close enough to get pats from Paige, the girls had a close bond. August and North sat on the porch too, though Paige was more nervous about August since he will attack anyone he doesn't recognize. It worried the hell out of her.

She heard someone come towards the house, as did the dogs. She stopped rocking "August, inside" she commanded, which took a few tried but he did eventually listen. Paige got up to shut the door and then resumed her position on the swing. August was the only one that posed any threat to who approached, the other three were alert but wouldn't attack.

Echo was quick to get up, going over to sniff and inspect whoever arrived. Paige sighed "She won't hurt you. What can I help you with?"
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Re: mother of dragons? nah, mother of direwolves // open
« Reply #1 on: October 12, 2019, 07:04:14 PM »
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They'd been trying to give her space, not be all pushy and in her face, but they made sure she was taken care of. Food, water, all that shit. Making sure was alive and still there. They'd mistakenly abandoned her once - that wasn't going to happen again.

But now she was out on her porch, just chilling. That was more than they'd seen in a while, aside from maybe a dog walk. "Of course not. Nothing can." They said breezily, though most of their body was evidence to the contrary. Evidence in support. They'd argue. Nothing had successfully done them in. "Really, first time we've spoken in however long and that's what you're going with? Maybe I just wanted to see how you're doing."

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19 • 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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 biological 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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————

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Re: mother of dragons? nah, mother of direwolves // open
« Reply #2 on: October 13, 2019, 01:02:55 PM »
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Paige was- pregnant, or whatever, wasn't she? He figured Cat was keeping a close eye on her to be frank; and hey, if Paige wanted to be reclusive while literally making human life, who was he to judge? Sel had become more uptight the second her belly started swelling too.

In fact, he really ought to leave well enough alone. He noticed Cat by Paige's front door speaking to her and her.. Dogs, plural? When did she get more? And he figured he should probably let them be. After all, they had that weird family thing going on and Cat would probably snap him like a twig if he interrupted.

So, he approached and broke into the conversation. "Hey, maybe she was talking to me." Salem said, standing beside Cat and leveling a grin at his leader. "Census stuff, you're not currently dead inside your home correct?" Salem said, whipping out a notepad and pencil from under his coat and beginning to write. Maybe he was pulling the census thing out of his ass, but- actually, it wasn't a bad idea.

//I'm going to just real quick apologize for Salem being,,, like This
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Re: mother of dragons? nah, mother of direwolves // open
« Reply #3 on: November 05, 2019, 03:12:36 PM »
You're talking to a goddamn
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I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous
"Really, first time we've spoken in however long and that's what you're going with? Maybe I just wanted to see how you're doing." She laughed, not an amused laugh, but one that seemed more of pity. More like what Cat said had been a joke. "If you wanted to know how I was doing you'd have broken into my house and given me some bullshit excuse of being worried or something ridiculous" she explained, rubbing Atlas's head before whistling and calling Echo back to her. North was also keeping an eye on the newcomers, but unlike Echo and Atlas he didn't get up.

Then Salem spoke up, causing Paige to raise an eyebrow "Yes, I am. Terribly sorry you had to find out so soon. I died about...seven months ago." She answered casually, swinging the porch swing with her foot another time. "By the way, this is Echo and North" she pointed out the two Northern Inuits as she said their names "I have another inside, his name's August" she wasn't going to mention why he wasn't out here "And obviously you know Atlas."

"You can come up here if you want, they won't rip you apart. I'm not getting up though, being pregnant for seven months is fucking tiring"
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« Reply #4 on: November 14, 2019, 11:38:09 PM »
Cat scowled at Salem, though yeah, maybe she had been talking to him and not them. Maybe she'd been trying to ignore them in hopes they'd leave. Please. Paige should know better by now. "The fug are you on about?" They asked, squinting and turning to face him. The fuck kind of of bullshit had he just pulled out of his ass?

They raised their eyebrows at her dry laugh and reply. "How do you know I didn't break into your house to check on you?" They glanced down at the goddamn pack all around her. "The mutts. Right." Yeah, that'd definitely alarm her to any break ins while she slept. Even without the dogs, though, breaking into her house would hardly be their first choice to find out how she was doing.

"Really, though, if I was breaking into your house I'd have a good reason. Not your well-being, of course, that'd be stupid. Your stuff. I'd want to steal your stuff." Their voice was laced with heavy sarcasm; maybe it was a defense against what she'd said. The implication that they don't care. How could she say that? They did, they really did. They just had a hands off approach, but that was all they knew.

She died seven months ago, huh? Because she'd made the quintessential teenage mistake of loving someone she shouldn't have? God she sounded as dramatic as they did. By that metric they'd died... once. But if you replaced "loving" with "sleeping with", then that number went up. Or it was about the pregnancy. It was probably about the pregnancy. Couldn't relate there, not one bit.

Oh, right. She was being sarcastic. They should really catch onto that better.

Paige listed her dog's names, but if Cat was being honest it went in one ear and out the other. They only knew Molly's dog's name because they had to - keeping track of people's pets wasn't exactly a priority for them. As bad as that might sound. "Why, are you expecting a hug?" Or she was expecting them to sit, which they were practically famous for doing whenever possible.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 12/12/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Alias is Catalyst
⇥ Will accept Cat or Catalyst from anyone, Scott only from family
⇥ 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
⇥ 09/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 09/07/39 ⇥ Took a break to recover from their illness
⇥ 11/02/39 ⇥ Came down with a cold

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 biological siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken by Gavril Lupei
⇥ 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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————

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« Reply #5 on: November 18, 2019, 12:35:43 PM »
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They certainly bantered like long-time friends, or perhaps siblings. Shit, were they related? Ehhh he didn't really want to know. He'd just ask Austin later or something. "Home break-ins also need to be recorded, but I'm getting the impression that didn't exactly happen yet." Salem said, continuing to pull absolute nonsense out of thin air.

"Okay, so Paige is currently dead inside her home and has been for seven months, sorry for your loss Cat." Salem said, scribbling down the dumb response before reaching over to pat Cat on the shoulder in faux sympathy. "And its a census, ever heard of it? How are you running a goddamn government without one?" Salem quipped, also writing down the names of Paige's dogs as she listed them.

He'd gotten past the point of desperately wanting to pet Paige's dog, but damn if he wasn't curious how her pack had grown so quickly. Maybe there was an underground dog dealer around here? He'd have to look into that. "Oh don't be prickly, Cat. Go check on your... Paige." Salem said, lightly slapping Cat on the back before ascending to the porch like the invitation had been given to both of them, which it probably hadn't been.

"Hi puppies, aren't you such sweet things." Salem said softly, crouching down by North and putting his notepad under one arm. "Are they friendly?" Okay, maybe he wasn't completely past the point of really wanting to pet Paige's dogs.
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« Reply #6 on: November 19, 2019, 07:47:50 PM »
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And here he was. Michael Ford, silent and impassive stood there a few yards away from everyone else. There wasn't anything to say on this particular occasion, and if there had been, he would still have remained silent. It wasn't that he couldn't talk anymore, it was that... he didn't want to talk anymore. There didn't seem to be any words that needed speaking.

If there had been, perhaps Mike would have spoken them. But instead he planned... searched, he would find the killer of his son. Would he ever come to terms with Will's death? He'd find him, her, them, whoever it was, he'd make them pay.

Paige was... well, honestly Mike didn't have much of an opinion on the girl, he'd rarely interacted with her, and honestly it really didn't bug him. And so, here he was, standing quietly, his arms folded over his chest, quietly watching the scene with his face a touch angry, but other than that expressionless.
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