C A T A L Y S T
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Oh fuck this fucking shit.
It was too goddamn hot. Who the fuck authorized this? Certainly not them, but they couldn't control the weather. If they could, Cat wouldn't be melting right now, they could tell you that much. But no, they were no all-powerful god, they were a mere mortal that was susceptible to things like extreme temperatures.
It was bad enough that they'd forgone wearing one of their trademark jackets, wearing instead just a lightweight t-shirt and shorts. Ugh, they couldn't even recall the last time they'd felt less like themself, and that was with the ongoing identity issues that Derick had brought on.
They sprawled over the usual billiard table dramatically, draping an arm over their eyes and letting their legs dangle over the side. "It's too fugging hot." Oh yeah, and it was meeting time.
//it's 2 minutes to midnight excuse the Bad
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 07/25/19] 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
⇥ 07/16/39 ⇥ Saw their parents announce their vow renewal
⇥ 07/14/39 ⇥ Attended Blake and Eddie's wedding
⇥ 06/26/39 ⇥ Led a raid on the Insurrection
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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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) ——————
[align=center] SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
AND CHANCES ARE, THEY WON'T GO FAR | | |
Salem knew it was around meeting time, probably, maybe. After his stunt at the last meeting he'd been hanging around like a suspicious stranger in the casino when he realized the time was drawing near. He didn't want to miss anything important again, he actually had- responsibilities and shit. It was sorta nice, holding some semblance of power.
It was also nice to stay indoors primarily, since it was fucking hot out. Was it some sort of headwave? Probably. Stupid weather. Despite the fact Catalyst was currently sprawling out dramatically on the billiards table, they still suspected that if Cat could somehow control the weather they'd make sure to set it at the most miserable temperature for everyone around them.
"Ain't that the truth." Salem said, kicking back a glass of water instead of his usual drink. He didn't want to dehydrate himself in this heat even more by getting drunk, he wasn't an absolute idiot. "Wanna drink? I'm just passing around water right now, so you don't need to get your boxers in a twist." Salem said, gesturing to the simple water decanter sitting in the middle of the table he was lounging at.
[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]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]
TAKING LESSONS FROM THE DELUDED top dog salem - he/him or they/them
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— guess it had to actually be detrimental to their health for catalyst to not be wearing a jacket right about now. that was what he figured in this shitty weather, seeing catalyst in a t-shirt and shorts. and salem drinking his usual…. water..? hot weather made everybody in the badlands lose their fucking minds apparently.
not that he didn’t feel like he was dying, either. he watched catalyst sprawl over the billiard table, grimacing the slightest bit. shit, put yourself together, cat. he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the ongoing conversation. “yeah, yeah. get this shit rolling so we can go cool off.” it did sound fairly tempting to just push everyone off the docks… but that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?
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C A T A L Y S T
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If they could control the temperature, they'd want it to be uncomfortable for all the people they dislike and pleasant for themself and the people they do like. Just a mild inconvenience that would make them seem crazy when they bitched about it being too hot or too cold. But that assumed too much power, didn't it? Surely they'd be able to control the temperature of the setting, not everyone's unique chemistry. In that case, no fucking way were they going to make the temperature something unpleasant for themself. They were an ass, but not to themself. Most of the time.
They sat up and considered Salem for a moment before taking the offered water. They took a sip, wanting to make sure it wasn't vodka or something, then upon discovering it was in fact what he said it was, took a deeper sip. Still not cooled off enough, they dumped the remaining contents over their head, then held the decanter out for Salem to take back. "Thanks."
Cat shot an irritated look at Addy. "Fug off." They rolled their shoulders and glanced around. "It's been another slow couple of weeks. We've got a new addition to the ranks in the form of Ronnie; he's showing his face a bit and you're all... kinda weird about the smoking thing. I dunno maybe that's just a non-smoker's perspective." They shrugged. "But we haven't been getting very many people - with the exception of Paige's brothers - for a while now. We might wanna look into some more... aggressive recruitment measures." They said it casually, like they weren't implying what they were implying.
"Slow, but not entirely slow. There were two noteworthy events that took place. Someone from Los Santos picked a fight with me, so suffice to say that they're on my shit list now. Also, Salem's little revenge mission happened and it was successful. We got a nice little boost to the armory thanks to that." None of the weapons they'd taken from that were of interest to them, so they'd taken their share and dispensed it to the group at large.
"There's also one event coming up, that being my parents' wedding. They insist on inviting the other groups, so get this place cleaned up. You'll have not only Molly judging you, but the other groups. I want this thing going off without a hitch." Now that it was coming out they were stressed the fuck out, since much of the responsibility was falling on their shoulders to make this all run smoothly. They didn't know shit about weddings, yet somehow they'd been roped into being the officiant. Great. Whatever, it would make Molly and Austin happy, and that's all that mattered, right?
Alright, that about covered it, didn't it? No, wait, they were almost forgetting something. Damn this fucking heat, making their brain sluggish. "Right, last thing, Ronnie, come get a necklace." They had brought it in their pocket this time, not willing to haul the box just for one necklace. Even if the box wasn't heavy at all.
OOC Summary & Announcements
— Okay so quick announcement and notice; I'm in the process of moving, hence why my activity has fallen over the past few weeks and probably won't get too much better until I'm in my new house. I'll still be around, and Inny will be temp leading the week that I'm moving, so it's all good.
— Welcome to Beatles/Ronnie!
— Cat's lowkey suggesting some more aggressive recruitment tactics, so if anyone would be interested in having their character coerced or even forced to joining the Badlands, let me know! I might make a thread for this too, but knowing my track record it might be A Minute.
— Cat and Volatile of Los Santos got in a fight, and that group is currently on the outs with Cat and could more or less be considered an enemy.
— Salem's revenge scheme was a success and the Badlands have some more weapons to go around now.
— Molly and Austin's wedding is coming up, and I've got a planning thread for it here. It'll also be the ic reason for Cat not being around while I'm moving, as they'll be taking their own little honeymoon with Gav after as well.
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 08/11/19] 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
⇥ 08/05/39 ⇥ Confronted Louie about his drinking
⇥ 08/01/39 ⇥ Was confronted by Addy about their cult past
⇥ 07/30/39 ⇥ Went with Salem and Addy to the confrontation
⇥ 07/29/39 ⇥ Got in a fight with Volatile
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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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) ——————
[align=center] SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
[align=center] From now on I'm in charge
from now on I'm the parent [B][I]You must have got it from your mother
Paige stood among the crowd, her niece in her arms as she offered to hold her during the meeting for Gav. Mo laid against her with her little head on her shoulder. Mo was watching her Pa, but was more sleepy and content with Paige than she usually would be with her Ta. She rubbed her back to keep her calm and listened to Cat give the meeting, the mention of her brothers making her chew on her bottom lip before speaking up [b]"Feel free to test those aggresive measures on my brothers...especially the oldest three" might as well make them useful, right? Besides, the oldest three could handle whatever those aggressive measures may be.
[i]"Someone from Los Santos picked a fight with me, so suffice to say that they're on my shit list now." "And who the hell are they? Other than making shitty choices" the name sounded vaguely familiar to her, but not enough to spark some sort of memory. It was indeed hot, but that just meant Paige's mood would be even worse than it normally would be especially given her current stress. She then listened on as they went over a boost in the armory and then the wedding. She listened carefully as Cat went over it and as soon as there was a mention of them wanting to invite the other groups, she spoke up again.
"I can extend the invite to Northstar District. I know more than anyone they aren't going to welcome most of you back after your little takeover..." She made eye contact with Cat or at least attempted to. The last thing she wanted was them telling her no for a bullshit reason. She could go alone, but she knew Cat would fight that for as long as they could. "Meaning you can't come, Cat." she refused to have one of her brothers (cat included) go with her. She was a big girl.
Then they told Ronnie to get their necklace and the meeting was over. She looked at Mo and smiled to herself "You want to see Pa, don't you sleepyhead?" Mo rubbed her face against Paige's shoulder "I'll take that as a yes." she laughed, walking towards Cat and waited for them to be done with Ronnie before clearing her throat "She's close to sleeping. I offered to hold her for Gav since he doesn't seem to like this heat any more than you."
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They raised an eyebrow at Paige when she spoke up, tilting their head to the side slightly. "I dunno if that'd work, seeing as they're here quite willingly. Were you just hoping I'd beat them up?" Aggressive recruiting tactics didn't have to be violent, did they? They certainly could, but they knew from their time in the Young Rogues that blood didn't have to be spilled to be persuasive.
Cat shrugged dismissively. "I dunno his name, just know he's a fugging dumbass." They frowned at her when she proclaimed that she would go to Northstar, and that they weren't allowed. Really? She was bossing them around now? It was a good thing laziness was over-ruling spite right now, otherwise they might just have to go with her. "They wouldn't try anything with me. Besides, didn't you get kicked out for being one of us?"
She walked over and offered them Mo, she sleepily reached out a hand to them, the tiny motion enough to tug at the corners of their lips. "C'mere, kiddo." They said, taking her from Paige and holding her against their chest. "Go on. Fall asleep. I know you want to." This was the one thing they were good at, getting her to sleep.
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 08/16/19]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
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot
⇥ 08/05/39 ⇥ Confronted Louie about his drinking
⇥ 08/01/39 ⇥ Was confronted by Addy about their cult past
⇥ 07/30/39 ⇥ Went with Salem and Addy to the confrontation
⇥ 07/29/39 ⇥ Got in a fight with Volatile
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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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) ——————
[align=center] SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
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