TAKE ME OUT IN STYLE [open]

[ADDY.]

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— huh. maybe his lack of fantasy books was the whole reason for his sad childhood, he bitterly figured, dark humor and all. “no, i just had friends to hang out with.” a lie. “do you know what those are? friends?” sometimes, he felt like he was just a bit too harsh to catalyst. always poking fun at them. but then again, he supposed that making fun of people was his way of being - not friendly, but at least a chaotic sort of neutral. he scrunched his nose slightly as salem chimed in about youngins being uncultured. addy? a youngin? “how old are you, man?”

then catalyst made that damn comment to salem; “why would i summon a demon when i’m already here?” he huffed a short breath. ”fuck off.” he watched as salem took up his spot on the window, shaking his head slightly. more fumes for them, he guessed. hopefully it just didn’t get to their fucking heads.

then, with a pause, he then added, “no, seriously. what’s it mean, though?” a damn useless language; but one that didn’t hurt to.. know what the hell catalyst was brandishing on his back whenever he sauntered around the place.

[capt. salem]

AND CHANCES ARE, THEY WON'T GO FAR | | |

Oh wow, right in the childhood. Salem grinned at Catalyst, and offered an air-fistbump before Addy retorted that he'd had friends to be hanging out with instead of reading books. Ouch, that one stung, but in a good kinda way. "Wouldn't know, wouldn't care." Salem said, glancing back at Addy. He scoffed at the question of his age. "I got to spend my childhood revealing in the concept of working tv and private school, if that's any indication my sweet summer child."

"Press your head against my chest, hear that rattle? Don't piss into an old gallon of bleach thinking it's empty, kids." Salem chuckled, and let out a long and incredibly dramatic sigh as Cat shot back with the demon thing. "True, it's already hell on earth with you around, captain."

Salem glanced back at Addy as he asked again what the words meant, and Salem shrugged. "Whatever Cat wants it to mean, nobody can read that shit to call them on it."

[justify]No, I don't care what momma says, [abbr=Goes by Salem or Monty ✴ He/Him or They/Them Pronouns ✴ 28yrs Old ✴ 6'3" ✴ Former pirate captain ✴ Sexuality is a unlabeled free for all, romance is questioning]&[/abbr]
You'll wind me up, [abbr=Medium Physically ✴ Hard Mentally ✴ Attacks with whip, scimitar or revolver✴ Open to capture and maim if requested / discussed prior ✴ Not open for death ✴ Difficult but not impossible to defeat or subdue]&[/abbr]
Or you'll wind up dead [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic ✴ Ear-length dull brown hair ✴ Bright green eyes ✴ Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing ✴ Five o'clock shadow 24/7 but can never grow a real beard  ✴ Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
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[CATALYST]

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Well. Okay, wow. Addy actually hit too close to home there, but they kept their face blank. While they'd gotten used to expressing themself a bit more freely here, all that training to keep themself unreadable was still there, still easy to tap into. "I've read about them." They set the brush off to the side and dried their hands on a rag. "Are you asking if I'd experienced friendship?"

"Fuck off." For a moment amusement broke through their mask. "Do you find my humor amusing, Addy? Are you trying to hide that I almost made you laugh?" They stood up and walked over to the window, resting their arms on the sill. "Oh, I can't tell you now." Watching curiosity eat Addy alive would be too good to tell him.

Their gaze flicked over to Salem. "That's just fugging stupid. I'm painting. Something humans have been doing since before paint was even a thing." They flashed him a smile at the "hell on earth" comment, then pushed away from the window, a smirk taking the place of the smile. "Damn right."

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 08/22/19]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
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot
⇥ 08/05/39 ⇥ Confronted Louie about his drinking
⇥ 08/01/39 ⇥ Was confronted by Addy about their cult past

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 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 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
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