I'M NOT AFRAID OF GOD, I'M AFRAID OF MEN & MEETING [08/24]

[WOLF BITE]

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[align=left][justify]There were two new additions to the group; that was an improvement and they had many supplies to spare for each of them. Maybe, he could even send out a couple of patrols to the open fields in search of people to recruit. He couldn't decide, but his fellow settlers could debate on it. He had two topics to discuss with them, and one final decision he would need the opinion from the others. "Attention," The Overseer called out, his voice carrying over the chatter around the fortified apartment complex. It was like a sort of courtyard where people often walked around, socialized and such. The front of the complex was rather open, the roads forever closed off to vehicles and has been for over twenty years.

"First, I would like to welcome our newest additions: Uther, Dia, Vincent, and Rafferty. Please, treat them like family and make sure to help them if they so ask." Wolfbite diverted his gaze toward the ground, seeming rather... Distant this week. Cecil was gone... Just gone. He wanted him back; he didn't want to admit it but he missed hearing his voice and caring for him. His hand tightened around the necklace that the pale man had, finding comfort in having something that belonged to him. "Cecil... Has not been found, unfortunately," he announced, his voice tightening with those words, swallowing thickly and quickly changing the subject. "I still want search patrols sent out. Anyway, I would like to change the name of this group. Saint Peter's does not fit us; I envision this group being a place where people can rest, gather any supplies they need, and be guided nicely and feel welcome. I want that atmosphere to also come from our name. I've decided on Northstar District. Northstar because the Polaris star is known for always being seen no matter where you look up in the sky... It guides you north. Any opposing?"

[ summary:
[sub]there will be more announcements later on[/sub]

- Welcome: Uther, Dia, Rafferty, and Vincent!! I hope you guys enjoy St. Peter's/Northstar District
- Cecil is still missing. Search patrols will continue to be sent out
- Changing the group name: Northstar District. Anyone that dislikes this? ]

[Diamond Hawthorn]

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Dia had been looking around the camp when she heard Wolfbite call for attention. Perking up, she grabbed Uther's wrist and dragged him away from the random room he'd been inspecting. He allowed her to pull her over to the meeting, but didn't look happy about it. Then again, he rarely looked happy.

Wolfbite began this by welcoming her, Uther, Vincent and Rafferty, which made the young woman beam, a smile that would fade with the news that Cecil - she guessed he was one of the members - hadn't yet been found. A patrol would be sent out to look for him, and she made a mental note not to miss it. Then he spoke of changing the name - Dia thought St Peters was nice, inviting even. Northstar District was decidedly more serious, but she didn't really dislike it. "Thanks for the welcome. I don't oppose it."

[spoiler=Tags | 8/23/17]General:
▪ Diamond Hawthorn | Dia
▪ Biological female | Identifies as female | She/Her
▪ 24 years | Birthday is 2/19 | Ages 1 month per 100 posts
▪ Member of St. Peters

Relationships:
▪ Demi-panromantic | Asexual
▪ Single | Not mingling
▪ ½ Diamondrock  | ⅓ Riamondrock
▪ NPC x NPC | No adopted kin (yet)
▪ Generally very friendly and kind of clingy, has severe abandonment issues, very easy to become close to

Important Facts:
▪ Suffers from insomnia.
▪ Severe abandonment issues.
▪ Total Mom.
▪ Squeamish and sex-repulsed; scared of blood and rape.
▪ Roommates with Uther.

Physical:
★ HUMAN | health: 65%
— Dia is short and extremely skinny, to the point of emaciation. There are bags under her gray eyes and it's not hard to look at her and think she's not good at taking care of herself, because she isn't. She doesn't eat or sleep very often or much, and she doesn't consider herself to be particularly beautiful, though perhaps some might disagree. She has dark hair - not quite black but not really brown, either. It's straight and quite long. While her outfits may change, she always wears a purple bowtie.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none
---still working on explaining her injuries rip

Personality:
—  It's unlikely that you'll meet someone as sweet and kind as Dia, as she just wants to make the world a better place and brighten the day of those around her. She is very friendly, selfless and maternal, considering almost everyone she meets a friend by default and more than happy to do whatever it takes to make them happy, she's also a complete mom, both to kids that she adopts or to her friends or groupmates. She is gentle and loyal and a total hugger. In general Dia has three moods: overwhelmingly cheerful, sad but hiding it behind a smile and facade of happiness or just plain sad and angsty. She's had a difficult history, but she's had good times that she often looks back on and misses. Still, she looks to the future and tries to keep her focus there; while she's ambitious she does sometimes doubt that she's cut out for the role of leader. It doesn't usually seem like that, because most people always see her confidence and extroversion, which is easy for her to display when she's around others. When she's alone, however, she starts becoming anxious and paranoid that everyone will leave her, as she's become used to and expects people to do. This can lead to panic attacks, but Uther talks her through it and keeps her calm until she runs into someone. She is rather squeamish when it comes to violence and gore as well as dead meat, those things making her nauseous almost any time she encounters it. She can be quite impulsive and sometimes blurts out whatever comes to mind.
— Kind; friendly; selfless; sweet; maternal; upbeat; loyal; confident
— Oblivious; gullible; paranoid; pushover; too trusting; clingy

Interaction:
▪ Very little training | Easy mentally | Easy physically
▪ No kill/capture/maim without permission
▪ Will usually try to avoid hurting others
▪ To attack Dia, @her and attack in underlined #C7D0D4
▪ To attack Uther, attack in bold underline white (or black)

Links:
— Bio v.1
— Uther's info[/spoiler]

[WOLF BITE]

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[align=left][justify]Wolfbite dipped his head toward Diamond, his expression unchanging. He was glad no one opposed, he'll just continue with the meeting unless someone objected during his speech. "On to the next topic of debate since no one discussed it quite well: there is a herd of wild horses nearby. Should we tame them or leave them alone?"

/ gahh low muse

[Advay.]

[align=center][size=8pt]Advay had no qualms with any of this. He hadn't ever talked to Cecile, so he couldn't say he cared too badly about him being missing. It was certaintly a shame, however, for Wolfbite, who Advay did know. And he also knew how it felt to lose someone you loved: if that's what Wolf would call it. As for the name, he didn't care of that either. He still didn't feel like he had plans on staying here; he wanted to find Moksha and leave to be with him as soon as possible. As for the horses, his head perked up and he turned towards the Meeting instead of leaning against the shelf like he'd just been doing. "Tame them," he said quickly, no trace of a stutter in his voice. He wanted to tame them. He wanted to touch their pretty coats and feed them well and give them happy lives without predators. His green eyes shimmered happily, and he looked almost near smiling, if he wasn't so serious about winning the possible debate on just leaving them be. No. He wanted to tame them.