RESTLESS HEART SYNDROME \\ OPEN .

[LUCERNE.]

    Beekeeping.

A hobby so niche and bizarre, yet something that had grown to be quite intriguing to man who could become so easily bored. The radio silence from Lucerne had perhaps appeared worrying for the most part. Although he was never particularly loud to say the least, Lucerne did tend to lurk about and observe. But, he'd grown distant from the group, especially since the argument he had with Addy. He had little else to do apart from keep his distance - he'd grown too reliant on Addy over the years. How stupid of him.

And so, instead, Lucerne needed something else to occupy the empty space. Of course, a colony was no substitute for the loss of a good friend (his best friend, he'd have you know), too hurt by the more recent revelations in their friendship, but it was enough to get a busy mind active and intellectually stimulated. The colony was by no means thriving - it was a miracle that he'd gathered the resources to get to do this in the first place - yet it was a venture that he found intriguing.

There stood the fruit of Lucerne's recent leisured ease - the man nearby a buzzing hive, unprotected from the insects sharp sting if he were to ever anger them. He'd learned his lesson a few times, walking away with stings and a scowl on his face. But, today, he sat by an outdoor table nearby, scribbling in a book with the utmost eagerness. Many saw Lucerne as a man so cool and aloof that he came across as unapproachable but, in times of his own apparent solitude, he was anything but. Although always somewhat standoffish, he was truly in the zone, foot tapping enthusiastically as he wrote. Oh, he had something good to write about today.

// this is so so shit but hi lucerne honey welcome back

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 08/04]basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    — current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    — has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    — sees him as his person
    — doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    — loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    — some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

[/spoiler]

[capt. salem]

LIES A THOUSAND HORRIFYING MEMORIES | | |

Salem hadn't had honey in well over a decade. It wasn't an easy commodity to get a hold of, and while it would've been perfectly preserved for long trips at sea that didn't mean they'd gotten any during his time as a sailor.

Nowadays, bees just meant stings and annoyance. Salem noticed the buzzing of the bees floating about before he glanced over the fence to catch sight of a weird box thing, swarmed with bees, and a mildly familiar man sat nearby scribbling away in a book.

"I commend you for having the dumb courage to hang around this hive." Salem called over, slipping into a lazy smile and waving towards Lucerne. He hadn't really seen the other man around a lot, but Addy hadn't been more depressing than usual so obviously Lucerne hadn't died or wandered off too much; at least, that's how Salem saw it.

[justify]I feel the unbearable weight, [abbr=Goes by Salem or Monty | He/Him or They/Them Pronouns | 28yrs Old | 6'3"| Officer of the Badlands | Former pirate captain | Sexuality is a unlabeled free for all, romance is questioning]&[/abbr]
I sense the ripping of my shame, [abbr=Medium-Hard 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]
I hear the sigh of indifference [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic | Neck-length dull brownish-grey hair | Bright green eyes | Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing | Scruffy beard starting to grow in | Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]

[CATALYST]

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If there was one thing that Cat and Lucerne could probably relate to each other on, it was having niche interests. Not the same niche interests, mind you, but if either of them were to start rambling somewhere public, no one would know what they were talking about. Some might care to listen, but there wouldn't be someone that shared their knowledge on the subject.

Lucerne had his electricity project, Cat had Latin. Living in the past? Perhaps, but preserving an important piece of history - though Lu thought his project was the future. Or Did he? Looks like he'd moved on to... beekeeping? Yeah, that had a good benefit, bees were good for the plants. Or something like that. They didn't know. Bees were always something to leave alone, let them do their thing unless they were in the house or something.

Cat walked over and stood next to Salem, crossing their arms as they regarded the Medic. "I don't. Totally thought you were smarter than that." Ah, that was gonna give him a big head, wasn't it? Oops.

//welcome back! I'm sorry my muse wasn't cooperating

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19]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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 ⇥ 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
[/spoiler]

[LUCERNE.]

    Salem had been the first to choose to approach Lucerne, the older man stilling momentarily before lowering his pen, shifting in his seat, clearing his throat, and finally peering up towards Salem. A lazy smile sat on Salem's lips, a cue that perhaps his words were not as menacing as Lucerne were expecting them to be. And, sure, perhaps Lucerne was somewhat foolish to involve himself in a hobby such as this without the appropriate gear, but he was quite simply not fortunate enough to have found something to suffice as a jacket and veil. Silent only for a moment, Lucerne turned to peer across at the hive, alive with the oh-so familiar buzzing noise of honey bees, before looking back at Salem.

Just before he opened his mouth to speak though, Cat found themselves wandering into the conversation as well, Lucerne quickly knitting his brows together as he straightened in his seat. Well, at least Cat thought Lucerne was smart to some extent, and Lucerne knew that that was one of the only things he could agree with them on. ❝ The benefit outweighs the risk, wouldn't you say?. ❞ He remarked, pausing for a moment to stare across at the leader before shifting his seat to look across at the bustling bee hive. He paused momentarily before uttering as an afterthought, ❝ Believe whatever you'd like, but I won't try to prove my point. Proving that I'm right would be admitting that I could be wrong. ❞ The last phrase was nothing more than a mumble, mainly to himself, tutting quietly under his breath before turning to look back at the two people. ❝ Have you ever tried honey before? ❞

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 08/04]basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    — current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    — has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    — sees him as his person
    — doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    — loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    — some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

[/spoiler]

[capt. salem]

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

Lucerne was a quiet guy, wasn't he? Salem kicked a stone as he waited for the response, and only noticed Cat when he saw Lucerne straightening out of... Maybe it was respect, or something? Cat didn't really evoke that reaction from most people; it was kinda funny, really.

"Depends on if you're allergic to bees, I think." Salem joked, wringing his wrists and making his way over to where Lucerne was sitting, and taking a seat himself. Okay, so maybe it was pretty nice out here in the sun with the buzzing honey bees floating around, but it was still stupid to hang around so close.

"What was that last bit, Einstein? Couldn't catch it." Salem hadn't heard what Lucerne said after he stated he wouldn't try to prove his point, but he had seen Lucerne's lips moving and heard the faint mumble. And okay, maybe he'd phrased his statement in an unnecessarily rude way, but if Lucerne was gonna talk shit he might as well do it loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Nope, definitely have never tried the bee juice. Jeez, I got a cold at eight and had their mommy put it in their tea like any other guy born before beekeeping became a weird hobby." Salem supposed he was just feeling snarky today, but maybe it was because a small part of him knew that Lucerne could keep up.

//once again an IC opinions warning, im sorry Salem's being weirdly jock rn

[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]

[CATALYST]

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//ic opinions as always!

Yeah, subtle signs of respect whenever they approached didn't happen very often... most of the people that did them didn't hang around very much anymore, the best they got these days were whatever eyes were around going to them. But of course just about anyone would glance in the direction of someone new on the scene, even just out of habit or instinct. Cat was no different.

Oh. Oh that was funny, they liked that one. "Or it's an admission that you're pulling it all out of your ass and can't prove it, but I like that one. That's good - I'm gonna have to steal that." They were genuinely amused by Lucerne's retort, what could they say? "I dunno, probably." If they had it would have been when they were younger and not personally responsible for what they ate. Salem seemed to know a thing or two about it though, with a healthy heaping of sarcasm to go with it. Of course, he was also joining Lucerne in the midst of the mini-swarm so, good comebacks or no, he was still an idiot.

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19]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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 ⇥ 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
[/spoiler]

[LUCERNE.]

    Admittedly, Salem’s joke did make Lucerne huff a short breath of laughter, otherwise quiet and monotonous. Lip had twitched upwards just for a moment before it faded once more, eyes low as Salem then chose to sit where Lucerne was sat. Lucerne was silent for another long moment before adding for good measure, ❝ As long as you’re good to them, they’ll leave you alone. No swatting and don’t make quick movements; that startles them. ❞

And then, the man sat beside him began to get snarky - fair enough, Lucerne too had gotten pretty snide in conversations before. Eyes rested on the bee hive, avoiding looking over towards Salem nor Cat, yet listening intently. ❝ You say that as if beekeeping hasn’t always been regarded as a strange hobby. ❞ He pointed out curtly, quirking a brow mostly to himself. ❝ Perhaps you’ll change your mind once the honey is produced. It’ll be good for you; all of the honey’s sweetness will surely counteract all of this- ❞ He paused to look over to Salem, tipping his head towards him and crinkling up his nose, ❝ bitterness. ❞

Next, Lucerne knitted his brows together as he looked over at Cat. Hm, funny. It was a shame nobody was laughing. Eyes were shifty as he went from looking at Cat to looking just passed their shoulder before responding, ❝ I can explain if you really wish, though I fear that your simple brain may be unable to comprehend so let me make it simple for you. Honey is a valuable commodity - not that you’d know - which will make it a perfect delicacy for everyone or, better yet, can be used in trade… So, very beneficial to the group… It’s all right, you can thank me later. ❞ He curled his lips in a snide smile.[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 08/13]basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    ¬ has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ owns a dog named faline
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    ¬ sees him as his person
    ¬ doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    ¬ loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    ¬ some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

[/spoiler]

[CATALYST]

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Goddamnit, the motherfucker actually had a pretty good point. Did they dare admit that and risk inflating his ego even more? No, not right now. They crossed their arms and rolled their eyes. "Bitterness, is that what you'd call this? I'd call it snark, personally. I don't think I'm that bitter - am I?" Okay, with some things they absolutely were, but in general they'd like to think they were pretty chill. Ish. "We'll see."

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19]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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 ⇥ 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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