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[JOSEPHINE]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]word about the new leaders of the badlands and their already lavish and extravagant celebration. it all sounds right up joey’s alley as well as something she deserves after the last few months. some could call it a desperate reach for the normalcy of before, but joey isn’t one to critically think about her issues; even as blatant as they can be. but, her birthday is a perfect excuse to go and try to find some trouble. with big, pleading eyes, batting of eyelashes, and a pout, not to mention the strategically placed whiny pleas, joey found people to watch rosie while she escapes and now absolutely nothing could stand in her way.

she had packed a small bag with rather revealing and scandalous clothes, then whatever she’s managed to stash away for the right opportunity. joey keeps her knives on her person, a fleeting wonder if they’d be put to any use on the journey. but, there’s little more consideration as she slips out of the lodge and starts heading down the mountain without a very obvious goodbye to other lodgers.

the sun sinks just past the mountains surrounding the little coastal town as josephine arrives. salty air fills her lungs while she heads over to a group standing outside a building, smoking. a mischievous smirk spreads across her lips as her excitement grows. “ hey! “ she calls, “ [color=#990000]heard you guys could show me a good time. “ joey says, cutting right to the chase. all she’s gotta do is change into a different outfit then she’s more than ready.

there is a pang of dissatisfaction, though. she wishes she could have dragged william along, but things are still not good there; and joey will not be the one to offer any type of olive branch. and as she’s thought about it, she’s not even to sure that she likes him anymore... he’s a prick and she’s sure he’d kill her given the chance, but maybe the danger is what has joey coming back. she’s never known what’s best for her, consistently choosing the bad option. going to the badlands, though, it’s all for a good time and she knows will can have a good time. when things were light with him, things were good. shit . she’s gotta get him out of her head.

// this is for her birthdayyyy. yes, it’s late. yes, we’re going to pretend i posted this on nov. 1


[spoiler=tags, updated 11/07/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 22 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. reaper of flintlock lodge .

◜PERSONALITY ┊ GOT 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 .

◜ APPEARANCE ┊ NOT 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 .

◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ AND 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 | [member=570]scully[/member] | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .

◜INVENTORY ┊ IT 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
↳ one german short-haired pointer puppy, demetri
↳ one english setter puppy, robin
↳ a bracelet from her late mother, each one of her sisters has a piece to the same set, their mother having the biggest piece

◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ TO 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, dead .
↳ auden van doren, unknown & tara van doren, dead .
↳ maxine van doren, just older than joey, flintlock .
↳ richard van doren, youngest, flintlock .
&. pansexual, panromantic ; mongamous  . | scared of commitment, however enjoys casual fun .
&. lover to william stirling
↳ reoccurring friends with benefits.
↳ mother to rosalie willa van doren, two months old . [/spoiler]

[TEDDY.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 1.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #262626"]Theodore Knope knew how to have a good time. After all, he’d been one of the pioneers who had manufactured this new way of life. From the ashes of its former glory rose a nightlife so extravagant that whispers on the street led hungry partygoers right into the trap. Their desperation to have a taste of what The Badlands had was gratifying and reassuring; obviously, Teddy was doing something right, it seemed. The way that every weekend of partying saw more and more guests with every passing week, Teddy felt great satisfaction whenever people would greet him by name on the streets — whether or not he’d ever seen them before.

Now, this was the life that Teddy had worked for. Perhaps it wasn’t any man’s dream — it certainly wasn’t his brother’s — but Teddy appreciated a life where he could work hard but play harder. The day time was a time for Teddy to focus on the way his people manufactured liquor, hard drugs and cigarettes, an industry that would forever be in its prime for as long as the people of The New World would have to cope with the hardship of their difficult lives. He could milk the tragedy for all it was worth; at least it would benefit somebody.

But once night fell, oh was that when the fun really began. The evenings were Teddy’s favourite part of the day, the chance where he could truly put on a show in this world he called his stage. He was the main attraction — he’d insist to himself tirelessly — as he mingled with familiar faces and unfamiliar ones alike. Before a big weekend of partying in the casino, the atmosphere the afternoon prior was always buzzing. The preparations were well on their way whilst guests began to filter in for a weekend to remember.

Smoking outside within a circle of Badlanders, Teddy flitted his gaze up at the sound of an approaching woman. With luggage in tow, she was clearly here for tonight’s festivities, something which would never cease to bring Teddy a warming sensation of pride. ❝ If you're looking for a good time, then you come to the right place. We're bound to pass a good time by nightfall. ❞ He pointed out as he exhaled a plume of smoke before wandering over to her. He settled beside her, the group soon forming to welcome her in, before Teddy offered a cigarette to her. ❝ You smoke? ❞ After her answer, he relaxed in the quietness momentarily, taking another slow drag, before he said, ❝ So, what’s your name? ❞

[JULIETTE]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: #6B6953;"]juliette stood in the small group of people, mingling with them as they smoked before they would all head into the casino for that nights celebration. it wasn't normally micah's ideal situation, but he had been accompanying her with his arm around her waist. she let out a small laugh at something one of the others had to say before her attention got fixed onto the younger woman approaching them. a small smile began to slowly grow back into her lips as she neared them, juli's hazel eyes examining her mannerisms. the woman reminded her of her own self back when she was her age, always on the hunt for a good time.

truth be told, juliette didn't have any intentions on becoming a mother when she did. she always had a soft spot for babies and children even though they had grubby little hands and got drool everywhere, but she wasn't quite sure about the idea of having children of her own. sure, she had typical nerves when they found out she was pregnant, but soon she began to fall in love with the idea of having her own little baby that she could love and dress up. most of her days were dedicated to the twins. before them, her typical night consisted of her being out and about looking for some type of excitement, but now most of the nights she was in their suite rocking the twins as they peacefully slept. it wasn't the life she saw for herself, but she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. the relaxed pace was a change, but it was welcomed.

juliette leaned into micah's side as she listened to the exchange between her brother-in-law and the stranger, her attention much more focused on all of the outfit possibilities she could dress the girl in. she was quiet for a few moments before finally speaking up after joey introduced herself and mentioned that she just needed to change quickly before they would all go in. "i am juliette and this is micah." she smiled, pausing briefly before raising an eyebrow. "why don't you save your clothes for another night? i have a dress in my closet that would look just gorgeous on you." she hoped josephine would accept the offer, she had been dying to dress up another personality lately, she hadn't quite gotten tatiana to accept any of her offers yet.