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Offline EDMUND.

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'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« on: April 19, 2021, 02:21:11 PM »
Now that the war was over and everything was slowly returning to normal, Eddie felt obliged to provide some sort of small get together to celebrate the fact that there had indeed been a light at the end of the tunnel for the group as a whole. Whilst individuals grieved and suffered, all for their own personal reasons, they had sought and achieved an eventual victory. Perhaps this was an attempt to boost morale following the many losses that they faced, plus the weather was faring well as the snow had nearly melted in its entirety, signalling the start of a particularly pleasant summer time.

Baby blues darted across the scene ahead of him. Picnic blankets laid out across the grass and small snacks prepared to be passed around everyone who decided to trek the short distance down the mountain to a wildflower meadow that had materialised over the past few weeks in spring. Whilst many people preferred to relax on a picnic blanket and talk amongst each other, others partook in the games that Flintlockers had brought with them. Eddie’s gaze landed on William as he played rather competitively in a game of badminton, whilst big Tommy and Lucia were sat at a picnic blanket, Tom picking at a punnet of strawberries before handing one each to little Thomas and Lottie. The two toddlers adored spending time with their aunt and uncle, chewing happily away at the fruit that they were given.

Eddie soon turned his head to look towards Henry who sat at a nearby picnic blanket alone, mindlessly tearing away blades of grass one by one as he watched Ida a short distance away picking wildflowers to turn into makeshift bouquets. Slowly, arms folded to cross over his chest, Eddie gravely aware that within all of this celebration, Eddie had chosen to detach himself from the festivities entirely. Stood a short distance away, he’d remain an observer, choosing not to involve himself in the celebrations because he simply did not know how. Instead, he’d shift his weight, quietly appreciating the calm after the storm. This was what life was supposed to be about; Eddie was just never any good at it.
I'M OUT OF MY MIND, REPLAYING THE SCENE
AS THESE THOUGHTS START TO ASPHYXIATE ME — NOTES.


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Re: 'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« Reply #1 on: April 23, 2021, 10:15:46 AM »

some peoples’ lives were returning to normal following the war. freddie’s life, on the other hand, felt forever changed - and not particularly because of the war. if anything, the thought of war should have been enough to fill this void fred felt; the stirling family's affinity for war and bloodshed went unmatched. however, ever since things between them had ended, fred found it hard to feel much genuine joy in the things he thought he loved. nothing quite sat right with freddie ever since he broke things off with mollie, and it was confusing and more than anything irritating. how could one person manage to get under his skin? how could he let someone get so close to him?

after laying low for a while, perhaps it was about time he started to cause more trouble wherever he went. something had to be done to try and overcome the sadness that stirred within him - overcompensate even, to try and make sure no one else noticed just how damaged he was without mollie hawthorne around.

”ready to lose?” kicking his brother’s ass at a game of badminton seemed to be a good way to boost his lackluster mood. or to at least help him forget about the storm of emotions on the inside. twirling a racket around in one hand, birdie in the other, he quirked his brow towards william. he didn’t even know what the score was - or if they were even keeping score at all. it was just too hard not to talk shit towards his equally-as-competitive brother. lee, watch this; i’ll serve with my eyes closed to keep things interesting.”

lining up his shot, he most definitely had an eye peeked open as he sent the birdie flying over the net.

//this post. is so bad i'm sorry

Spoiler: tags ― updated 03/04. • show
BASICSTHE CURSES OF DIAMONDS AND RINGS
‣  ❝ frederick flynn stirling ❞ | freddie, fred, freds | male [he/him] .
24 years old . | june 20th; gemini.
‣  currently the warlord of flintlock lodge

PERSONALITY: ESTP ONLY AT FIRST DID IT HAVE ITS APPEAL
‣  boisterous . adaptable . athletic . articulate . brilliant . captivating . charismatic . charming . clever . confident . precise . youthful . loyal . amusing. aggressive . deceptive . proud . smooth . stubborn . traditional . argumentative . conceited . difficult . greedy . power-hungry . impatient .
↳ lover of beer and attention
↳ considers himself royalty

APPEARANCENOW YOU CAN'T TELL THE FALSE FROM THE REAL
five foot ten & one hundred and seventy five pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair kept short and neat
↳ muscular, toned build
↳ blue eyes , often alight with mischief , a deceitful smile

FAMILY EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH TURNS TO GOLD
‣  kelby stirling x lydia clarks | whereabouts unknown
‣ has a brother named william and two sisters named harriet and lucy
‣ large family; multiple cousins and other relatives

RELATIONSHIPSSTATUES AND EMPIRES ARE ALL AT YOUR HANDS
‣  bisexual ; monogamous | never had a serious relationship before . noncommittal
‣ ex-lover to mollie hawthorne
↳ when she announced she was pregnant, he broke things off with her to avoid commitment . still loves her .

INTERACTIONSWHO CAN YOU TRUST ?
‣   [ 9/10 ] physically  |  [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ very difficult ] | difficulty w/ melees [ difficult ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ difficult ]
@elysian. | dm for any major plots .
‣  friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .
DON'T JUST STAND AND STARE
*・゚ COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH

Offline JOSEPHINE

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Re: 'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« Reply #2 on: April 24, 2021, 07:26:46 PM »
for the first time since seb’s death, joey joey actually feels okay. there’s still the aching hollowness that doesn’t seem to be vacating any time soon, but, otherwise, she’s improved. the picnic sounds exhausting, it already has been with the prep, but it sounds a little bit better than sulking; who knew what they could get into. plus, being alone makes it a lot worse for joey. after her and max’s fight, her sister essentially pack up and moved out of their shared room, she’s not even sure where, but it’s out of the lodge. how could she do something like that to her? max has always taken care of her and seb, now shes just... abandoned them, a time where joey just can’t handle being alone. especially with all her responsibility. that’s why she moved in with will; she needs the help with rosalie and he’s pretty much taken the spot as her rock.

any decent sized cloth the lodge has is spread out on the ground along with whatever old lawn games they have. joey hugs one of her legs to her chest, cheek resting on her kneecap while she looks to rosie as she sits up on her own. a relatively new development, at least she thinks so. joey should be paying more attention, she wants to show max that she doesn’t need her. after being chewed out, she has to prove her wrong. she sighs, clenching her jaw slightly as she slowly reaches out and gently puts a hand on rosie’s head. it looks unnatural, but there’s an attempt. her eyes and nose scrunch some as she slowly pulls her hand away with a low sigh. her eyes close for a moment, once again wondering how she got into all of this.

she looks back at the game as freddie starts talking shit. chuckling, “ is badminton expect, hm? “ she questions, eyebrow raised before grinning. normally, joey would try and spent time like this with her siblings, but none of them are really the fun ones anymore, besides jay, but she doesn’t know if he’d wanna come to something like this.


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BASICSI HAD A DREAM
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 22 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. reaper of flintlock lodge .

PERSONALITYGOT EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED
&. impulsive . outgoing . femme fatale . flirtatious . seemingly emotionless . guarded . self-destructive . obsessive . hot headed . reckless . kleptomania tendencies . selfish . brat .  assertive . loyal to those close to her . intuitive . stubborn . passionate . self-preserving . quick . nosey . reliable . non-committal . determined . secretive . resentful . resourceful . distrusting .

APPEARANCENOT WHAT YOU THINK
&.  five foot six & one hundred and seventeen pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair just past her collarbone, grows a dirtier blonde, lightening up as soon as any sun touches it .
↳ slim, muscular build. legs on the longer side .
↳ big blue/green doe eyes, light yet well-groomed eyebrows, full lips, dimples .

INTERACTIONSAND IF I’M BEING HONEST
&.  [ 8/10 ] physically  |  [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ medium ] | difficulty w/ melees [ hard ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ hard ]
↳ combat information .
&. attack in bold #990000 | @scully | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .

INVENTORYIT MIGHT’VE BEEN A NIGHTMARE
&. [ 2 ] weapons | [ 0 ] armor pieces | [ 0 ] consumables | [ 2 ] aid items | [ 1 ] misc .
↳ one combat knife .
↳ a three piece throwing knife set
↳ a bracelet from her late mother, each one of her sisters has a piece to the same set, their mother having the biggest piece

RELATIONSHIPSTO ANYONE WHO MIGHT CARE
&. elizabeth van doren (npc) x malcolm van doren (npc) | second youngest of nine children .
↳ cassian van doren, eldest, flintlock .
↳ beau van doren, second eldest, unknown .
↳ range rover van doren, unknown .
↳ scarlett van doren, flintlock .
↳ tara van doren, unknown .
↳ julian van doren, flintlock .
↳ maxine van doren, just older than joey, flintlock .
↳ richard van doren, youngest, deceased .
↳ lucky van doren, cousin, flintlock .
&. pansexual, panromantic ; mongamous  . | scared of commitment, however enjoys casual fun .
&. lover to william stirling
↳ reoccurring friends with benefits.
↳ parents to rosalie willa van doren, seven months old .
&. lover to theodore knope
↳ partner in the badlands
&. crushing on cassidy van den bergh
I DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE,
BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS MY NAME —— INFO

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Re: 'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« Reply #3 on: April 26, 2021, 09:13:55 PM »
TORRIN LATIMER
THINK I’LL DYE MY HAIR AND I’LL MOVE TO ALASKA!
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Torrin had been given his one outburst, and now aimed to treat Eddie with cold indifference. That meant being civil. Unfortunately, being civil meant you had to attend lodge events regardless, because eddie was gonna be there no matter what. the tiny medic opted to give him a curt nod and awkward smile as he passed him with Bella, carrying an ornate wooden chessboard. the pieces, as well as the checkered board surface, appeared to be crafted out of marble. It was an expensive chess set, but durable nonetheless. a family heirloom. He plopped down on the blanket, setting the board down reverently and playing against himself for several minutes. perhaps someone would approach, perhaps not. he might have joined them in badminton, but he was not one for sports nor did he now how to play. and regardless, he was far to shy to approach someone else. he felt it imposing.

and so he sat there with his chess board, shooting eddie occasional woeful glances of regret and shame because he was embarrassed about his temper tantrum but too stubborn to admit it. Whatever. He deserved it. torrin smooched bella’s forehead, opting to love on her to distract himself from the thought. and besides... There were snacks to be had.

ever since he’d gotten back on his feet from his stomach wound, torrin had been _ravenous._ in the past couple of years alone, he’d shot up three inches, now standing at 5’5”. If he kept on, he’d be taller than gray soon. He’d been worried about how different the lodge was, but he was pretty different, too. He scooped up his chess set and wandered back over to eddy with a rather pouty expression.

”sorry i was mean to you. we can play chess.” it sounded equally like an offer and a demand, but it was evident that torrin was having trouble communicating and trying his best to show some sort of goodwill.
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MALE. FLINTLOCK. MEDIUM. ½ Graytor. REF. BIO
#psychosocial.
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TORRIN is a MALE HUMAN with HE/HIM pronouns. he is currently a medic of the FLINTLOCK LODGE and is 18 years old. he is physically MEDIUM and mentally HARD. attack in BOLD #FFB347. played by ARCTURUS..

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Re: 'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« Reply #4 on: May 03, 2021, 05:38:25 PM »
❝ Ready to lose? ❞ Freddie’s question inspired a simple quirk of William’s brow, staring at his brother for a moment before he smugly returned, ❝ Not sure, don’t know what that feels like. ❞ He'd claim to have never felt loss, in more than one way. He rarely understood the sentiment of losing a woman. Sure, when he and Joey parted ways temporarily, it nearly sent him into a rage every time he heard she’d hooked up with another person, but he had the right to that jealousy — they had a daughter together, they were in this for life. Speaking of which, a complacent smile sat on his lips as he twisting his head to look over towards Joey, raising the racket as if to wave towards her. He’d get to her later.

Instead, whipping his head back to look at his brother, he scoffed at Fred as he offered to serve with his eyes closed. William hoped he’d miss. But, as the shuttlecock whirred over the net, William competitively followed it before hitting it back over the net. After a short lived rally, William eventually hit the shuttlecock off to the side accidentally, huffing with disbelief as he quickly justified, ❝ God, the sun is blinding today. ❞ Oh no, he saw just fine.

Straightening up, William cleared his throat before tossing the racket to the ground, soon stepping down before embarrassing himself any further. ❝ I need to get a drink of water. ❞ He soon scuttled off to join where Joey sat with Rosie at a blanket spread out across the grass. ❝ Hey. ❞ He hummed, arm sliding around her to briefly squeeze her shoulder in greeting before leaning forwards to grab his water bottle. ❝ Enjoying the sun? ❞ Round eyes caught William’s attention, turning his head to look over at Rosie who gazed at him. William barely had anything to say — it wasn’t like a toddler would ever say anything back — and so eventually William reached out to poke Rosie’s cheek gently as he said, ❝ I bet you are, ‘ey? ❞ Some effort was better than none, right? Whatever kept the missus happy.
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« Reply #5 on: May 03, 2021, 05:55:03 PM »
Following the awkward reunion with Torrin, Eddie had chosen not to attempt to pour salt in the wounds by initiating any more conversation. If words had to be said, then it would solely be in a professional manner. Jobs around the lodge, news that Eddie had heard of, questions about the infirmary. That was the extent of conversation, mostly because Eddie wasn’t someone who was very good with small talk as it was, especially after so much tension between him and another. And, as Torrin walked passed with an civil smile, Eddie nodded back as he quietly greeted, ❝ Torrin. ❞ And, he would leave it at that.

Afterwards, Eddie stood observing the festivities with a tight jaw, hands clasped in front of him with interlaced fingers as if he had no idea what to do with his hands otherwise. Whilst he was quick to set up a cheerful event to boost morale, Eddie was barely the type to actually join in. That required far too much use of his social battery. Besides, who would want to socialise with their boss anyways?

Torrin was approaching Eddie again all of a sudden, Eddie turning to await more sharp words from him. Instead, an apology and a statement. Eddie blinked with mild surprise, sucking in a small breath before allowing his arms to fall to his side. ❝ That sounds like fun. ❞ He explained with a soft utterance. He hesitated for a moment before following Torrin to a blanket. ❝ Is this yours?  ❞ He asked, gesturing to the chess set. Observing the board, he slowly nodded until he finally concluded, ❝ It’s really nice. Looks expensive. ❞ Eddie would be nice. After all, he had always liked Torrin, even though the feelings were no longer mutual.
I'M OUT OF MY MIND, REPLAYING THE SCENE
AS THESE THOUGHTS START TO ASPHYXIATE ME — NOTES.


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Re: 'til the night runs away — picnic, open.
« Reply #6 on: May 07, 2021, 03:48:47 PM »
She didn't like events like this, not anymore. After learning about the war with Bluestem and not hearing otherwise, she had come to the conclusion she was an orphan. After all, the last place she knew any of her siblings to be was Bluestem and she had been at the fight, actually, and never saw them so she assumed the worst. So now she just wasn't a fan of the more calm and cheerful events, but that didn't stop her from attending them clearly.

Maddie was by herself, laying on her back just staring at the sky. It reminded her how boring she thought cloud watching was, but she had nothing better to do and hadn't really cared enough to try and make friends again. She eventually would sit up, running her fingers through her hair as if to make sure nothing got in it as she looked around for something to do. Or someone to talk to...no, something to do. Talking was something she did too much of but she just didn't know anyone here enough to talk to them.

"Damn, there really isn't anyone who seems even mildly entertaining" she muttered to herself, looking around at the other members of the group. Well, members of the group. One reason she never stayed around in any group was she never felt like she was a part of said group. Plus Maddie just didn't like staying in one place for too long...it got boring. 

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Bite my tongue, bide my time — general
▪ Madeline Overton | Maddie | open to nicknames
▪ AFAB | Identifies as female | she/her
▪ 17 | Born October 21st | ages real time
▪ diplomacy | member of Flintlock Lodge

Wearing a warning sign — physical
♦ Health: 100%
— She stands at 5'4" with short blonde hair and blue eyes. She's usually dressed in darker colors or shades of red though she has been known to differ from this. She has a few small scars scattered about her body from cuts and injuries in the past.   
minor injuries: n/a
major injuries: n/a

Wait 'til the world is mine — important events
2/23 re joined flintlock...again

Visions I vandalize, cold in my kingdom size — personality
— She's a little shit and thats all im writing for now cause I can't remember most of her personality rip.
— uhhh a pro idk she small
— little shit

Fell for these ocean eyes — relationships
▪ James Overton x Nadia Overton
     ↳ little sister to Silas, Colton, Ruby, Faith, & Wynter
▪ Questioning | Questioning | Monogomus
▪ Single | Crushing on no one | Maybe Crushing on no one

You should see me in a crown — interaction
— Physically intermediate | Mentally easyish
— No killing and ask before major injuries or major interactions
— To attack, @Noccy & attack in #710000
but he’s fucking ugly, and I’m glad he’s dead
Flintlock Lodge - Formerly known as Eloise - @Noccy