The Casino CAN'T DEAL WITH THE COME DOWN [MEETING]

[𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐭]

﹝♢﹞

It had been an... eventful week, that was for fucking sure. Some of the events were good, some were... quite the opposite. But life had to go on in the Badlands, and that meant delivering a meeting. So Cat made their way up the steps to the casino, cleaned since the last time, and dropped the cardboard box down onto their usual billiard table. There were actually a couple of people playing at that moment, but a look from Cat was enough to make them back off. "Meeting."

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 11/29/19 • 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-two ⇥ 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
⇥ 11/27/39 ⇥ Celebrated their twenty-second birthday
⇥ 11/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 11/07/39 ⇥ 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 physically ⇥ Hard 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

[MICHAEL.]

"speech" 'thought' text
tw: alcohol, death, profanity, heavy violence, religion

And here was Mike. Again in the casino, out and about. Being around more people than just himself was proving very different. And even after breaking his month long silence. He was still quiet and talked as seldom as possible. This occasion. Being a meeting. Was just another silent appearance from Mike.

While he and Cat had not always gotten on, Mike believed there was at least a little mutual respect there.

[capt. salem]

LIES A THOUSAND HORRIFYING MEMORIES | | |

Life indeed must go on, despite the tragedies. Despite the fact Salem was still- well, upset over some recent events. But he still showed up like a good little Councilman when Cat called the meeting, and tried his best to pay attention this time.

I feel the unbearable weight, &
I sense the ripping of my shame, &
I hear the sigh of indifference &
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[𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐭]

﹝♢﹞

Might as well start off with the good news first, right? And despite the departure of Addy and Lucerne, there was quite a bit of good news. "First of all, welcome to Iiniwa. At the end of the meeting you'll get a necklace that signifies you're one of us," a dry chuckle left their lips. "Congratulations on joining the bandits." Every now and then, someone would present a new word that could apply to the Badlands, and every time Cat was surprised.

"In other news, those events I promised did happen, on time if not pushed a little bit. Mike put together a remarkable Thanksgiving feast, and Salem and I orchestrated a talent show. About what you'd expect from us, I'd imagine." Mike, inventive and the good chef he was, had put together a huge meal without a hitch. Meanwhile, Cat and Salem were predictably chaotic.

They paused, looking at one audience member in particular before turning their face towards the ceiling. I better not regret this. There was plenty of evidence that they wouldn't, but with this man, there was still the distinct possibility. "One last thing before the bad news. Mike, I'd like you to step up to Officer again."

They paused just for a moment to hear his response, and then they were charging on ahead. "As you've all probably noticed, Addy and Lucerne left. I don't know where they went or why they left, just that they're gone. They'll be missed, but it probably goes without saying that they no longer hold their ranks." Whatever this was that they were feeling, they refused to acknowledge it or define it. Above all else they refused to show it, though the hard lines in their face probably said enough.

And just like that, they snapped out of it. "Right, Mike, Iiniwa, get up here." They turned to the cardboard box, rooting around it for a blue bandanna and a necklace for the respective men.

OOC Summary:
— Welcome to Iiniwa/Cosmyn!
— We had two events this past week, a Thanksgiving Dinner hosted by Mike and a Talent Show hosted by Cat and Salem!
— Mike is promoted to Officer
— Addy and Lucerne stepped down and left. I know I've already said this, but I'm really grateful for everything both Elysian and Truce did, and it's hard to put my appreciation into words. Thanks for everything, wishing you guys and them well.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 11/29/19 • 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-two ⇥ 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
⇥ 11/27/39 ⇥ Celebrated their twenty-second birthday
⇥ 11/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 11/07/39 ⇥ 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 physically ⇥ Hard 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

[MICHAEL.]

"speech" 'thought' text
tw: alcohol, death, lots of blood, profanity, heavy violence, religion

It would be truthful to say that Mike was surprised by the promotion just bestowed upon him by Cat. It was strange to think that in his month or so back he’d gained some semblance of... he wouldn’t call it trust exactly, though if not that then what.

Mike frowned slightly, not sure what to say as Cat beaconed himself and Iiniwa to approach. He could always pole it’ll decline. Who was he to enforce rules that (some of which) he had so blatantly broken or ignored.

Any disagreement died in his mind though as he reasoned to himself that this was a chance to start fresh. To atone for some of his many... many mistakes. "Thanks boss. I won’t disappoint." Could he fulfill this... all but promise? He fully intended to.