shadow of nobody there — OPEN, joining

[vesania.]

♔  The crumble of Los Santos had hit Ves pretty hard- he had finally felt like he was in control, and then it all just slipped through his fingers. He had finally got with his brother again, but then the city seemed to just collapse. The brothers had to move somewhere else, and that somewhere else was right at Badlands' gates. Well...lack thereof. Metaphorically. Ves stood where he assumed the border was, looking down at the city. He was tired, but he felt like this would be a great spot to start again. He leaned against a rock to catch his breath, patting through his vest for a flask with one hand, the other holding onto his cat, but his attention was interrupted by Axel handing him a bottle of water.

♔  Ves' face dropped at the sight of the bottle, but he snatched it from his brother's hands anyway and chugged it. He poured a bit into the bottle's cap and placed it on the ground, letting Twinkie, who had been hiding in Ves' vest, down onto the ground so she could have a drink. Ves resumed the bottle before throwing it on the ground after he finished it off. Axel let out a noise of distraught and bent down to pick the bottle up, scolding Ves for both finishing off the only bottle of water they had, and also littering. Ves rolled his eyes and waved his hand and continued on the trek towards the town.

♔  "I have a bad feeling about this- what if they don't let us in?" Axel's question had fallen on deaf ears as Ves kept marching after picking Twinkie back up.

♔  Axel heaved a sigh and shoved the bottle into his bag and followed after--nowhere else to go but forward. Ves hummed and drummed his fingers on his sides as he strutted up towards the first street he laid his eyes on. He had visited months ago, and wondered if anyone who had either been there to greet him, or had previously been in Los Santos would recognize him. He waved towards someone when he passed them, but kept going, trying to see if he could find someone large and in charge to meet. Axel greeted everyone they passed with a tiny wave and a polite smile.

♔  "TEXT!"

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/01/21]
general
> vesania bielschmidt | ves, vessie
> male ;; he/him
> 27 years ;; ages real time ;; april 18th
> badlands ;; loner / previous los santos leader

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; situs inversus, the reverse/mirroring of major organs

appearance
> long, white hair ; pink-red eyes ; rather thin, small shoulders and wider hips ; 6'01" ; 160 lbs
> tattoos on his whole body, including face ; piercings all over body as well, including ears, left eyebrow, nose, tongue, chest, naval, and other spots ; forked tongue ; sharpened canines
> wears a patchy, old vest with a fur collar ; ripped skinny jeans ; no shoes
> carries a picture of his brother ; some pocket change ; possibly a flask
> important things to note ;; ves has albinism

personality
> very laid back and flirty ; he is easy-going and likes to make jokes ; hides a lot about himself ; really difficult to gain his trust ; just as easily to lose it ; doesn't settle well if he is getting bad vibes from somebody ; very childish when he trusts someone ; bit of a goofball ; very blunt when talking ; not worried about how his words may affect someone ; suspicious of people he first meets ; starts things if he knows he's gaining something from it
> adhd ; ptsd
> plays with his hair often ; blinks really hard during conversations ; is unable to make eye contact

relationships
> pheobe bielschmidt x henry bielschmidt ;; pheobe - m.i.a ; henry - deceased
    > henry passed in freak accident
    > pheobe went missing at scene of the crime
> axel bielschmidt ; chris bielschmidt ;; axel - alive ; chris - deceased
    > chris passed away due to an illness
> pansexual ; demiromantic
> no known crushes

interaction/confrontation
> easy mentally | medium physically
> has no filter | ALL IC OPINIONS
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in italics
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

[TEDDY.]

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Arms folded across his chest, his crisp aegean and off white cabana shirt fluttering in the breeze as he left it halfway unbuttoned. Shorts were a stony coloured grey, perhaps more a mix between gainsboro and beige, and his white loafers appeared barely worn in as it shouldn't be if he were more a travailing man.

Soon, eyes narrowed with curiosity at the sight of two men wandering side by side down the street. Whilst they very well could have been guests that were eager to witness a notorious Badlands party, they didn’t seem like two faces that Teddy had come across before. He was fantastic at remembering faces.

❝ Where y’at? ❞ Teddy greeted as he began to approach, stance casual and eyes curious as he clearly gauged whether these people were guests, threats, or people to welcome in as a prospective.  ❝ You’re in Badlands territory. What brings ya both here? ❞ Teddy rested his hands in his hips as he stood in front of them, quirking a somewhat demanding brow at them.

[Shiloh !]

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SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]Salem had been picking fresh herbs by the oceanside when she heard the commotion, the loud demand of Teddy's voice and the excited whispers of NPCs. Hauling herself up, she'd put what little she collected into a satchel and strolled towards the border, figuring that there was either a visitor or a new member: threats hardly attracted this crowd, and when they did, the crowd diminished quickly.

She cocked her head at the two men before her, specifically the one that held a cat on his person. Teddy seemed to have covered the important questions, so there was nothing she could do or say except watch them, except she wasn't inclined to study their movements or faces. She was more interested in the cat and how soft it looked. She suddenly yearned to be home, sitting at her desk chair with Chrissy in her lap.

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 23
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> UNBORN CHILD
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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[axel .]

★ leave this here run your morning bath in seafoam ♡
Relief briefly flashed across Axel's face when he saw Teddy come over, but very quickly that relief faded when he realized that it was because the people around them had drawn the leader to them. Axel realized with the way that Teddy walked that he had some sort of significance here. Ever the optimist, that relief returned and he walked ahead of Ves, sticking his hand out in greeting--everyone liked a good handshake, right?

Ves stopped walking behind him to pet his cat and baby talk her, ignoring the conversation in front of him. Axel turned to look at him before facing Teddy again. He swallowed. This was a different place, his brother was not longer in control. Axel couldn't hide behind the fact that his brother was the leader of a whole group anymore. They were just two dudes standing on someone else's property. Standing before someone who owned said property. At least there's only one, right? Axel thought to himself, giving a shaky half-smile.

"The Badlands? Oh- um, I'm Axel. This is my brother, Ves- Vesania. Vesania." Axel pointed towards Ves, who's attention peaked for a second before returning to his cat. "We come from Los Santos, it's...shambles now." He rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged, acting as if this information was just something casual to hand over.

Ves noticed Salem was staring at his cat, and a bit self-conscious, Ves pulled Twinkie even further towards his chest and stared back, squinting. If there was one thing about Ves, and the fact that he's wearing that damn ridiculous straw hat to avoid his paper-like skin to burn, it was that he was not shy about staring. Most people that found a problem with this would often end up at his feet, begging him to leave them be. He was a dirty fighter, and he wasn't afraid to show off.

Axel cleared his throat, and Ves broke his attention for a moment to look towards him and he finally noticed Teddy. "Oh shit, hello."

"speech"

[url=http://www.bearbonesrp.com/index.php?action=profile;u=6]acrylic

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[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/01/21]
general
> axel bielschmidt ;; ax, bee
> male;; he/him
> 29 years ;; ages real time ;; march 5th
> former los santos member

physical
> physical health ;; 100%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; n/a

appearance
> short, greying blonde hair ; bright blue eyes ; very stocky and muscular ; 6'3" ; 260 lbs
> no body modifications
> usually a grey or yellow sweater ; blue v-neck or light grey crew neck ; khakis ; saddle shoes
> pocket money ; band-aids ; basically a whole first aid kit
> important things to note ;; two scars on his head from cutaneous horns that he had removed

personality
> very warm; level headed ; easily trusted, though guarded on some subjects, very trustworthy ; rule-follower ; parental figure ; love not fighter ; stubborn
> anxiety
> plays with hair

relationships
> pheobe bielschmidt x henry bielschmidt ;; pheobe - m.i.a ; henry - deceased
    > henry passed in freak accident
    > pheobe went missing at scene of the crime
> ves bielschmidt ; chris bielschmidt ;; ves - alive ; chris - deceased
    > chris passed away due to an illness
> bisexual/demisexual ; biromantic
> no known crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | medium physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use [color=red]this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is coloured
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

[Angel Seong.]

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[color=transparent]u rock !

*:･ﾟkim rosa*:･ﾟ

[color=transparent]claire loves u!

Kim was completing another job before, the air was pretty much the same hub bub. Working and taking in tabs and notes on the economy and environment of this place. Then everyone's gaze seemed to wander as much as their mouths started to whisper. He found himself looking in the same direction with the people, but all he saw were two figures. Were they important? He studies them as they meander in. Their white hair, perhaps that was the cause of speculation; the only time he saw hair like that was on old geezers. One of them was especially attentive to their feline familiar, tucked in their vest, as opposed to the crowd sizing them up. And Teddy was present, well that man was just everywhere wasn't he. Out of the corner of his vision he also spotted Salem among the Badlander bodies.

Los Santos. He'd heard the name seldom on rumors of other rogues like himself, but it was probably a group, which was why he had not bothered to learn much more about it. He chuckled, [b]"And so another 'civilization' falls. I'm shocked." His wry comment reaches no one around him as he goes back to his work, everyone to glued to the scene at hand. Kim was sure he would meet them at some point again, strangely as big and both crowded and desolate as this place was, everyone seemed to know or have caught glimpse of everyone. Strangers to him somehow knew about him and how he arrived, and of course knew they could use him like a bell boy. It was better than staring on a concrete prison floor.

this scrolls.

[TEDDY.]

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Until recently.

The brothers were barely on speaking terms anymore and they led this entire group together. Instead of being the unstoppable force that they were notorious for, they could barely look each other in the eye without wanting to go for each other’s throats. All of this hatred and discordance all because of Papa. All because of the one man that was supposed to be seen as a paternal figure to both brothers. Perhaps Micah didn’t understand Teddy all along, because then he would have been accepting of Teddy’s choice of wanting to reconcile with the man that had never raised them as his children. From their initial explosive disagreement, Teddy was unable to look towards his older brother without his lip starting to curl with distaste and bitterness. He quickly had to come to the understanding that he was in this alone; certainly Micah misunderstood Teddy, else he would have been far more obliging.

Of all things, Teddy was greatly misunderstood — it was a realisation that he’d quickly come to accept. He couldn’t dwell on it for long, though. Whilst he was inscrutable at best, he had more important things to concentrate on, such as swiftly proving that he was no man to meddle with. With his influence around these parts, it didn’t take long for most newcomers to take the hint, at least somewhat. With his eyes narrowing slightly, Teddy met Axel’s hand with his own, giving him a firm handshake before allowing his hand to fall back down to his side. ❝ In shambles now? ❞ Teddy repeated quizzically, raising his brows in thought. ❝ Dat’s a damn shame. Is the infrastructure still good around those parts? ❞ Ever the entrepreneur, Teddy would ensure that every possibility was investigated. If Los Santos was in shambles, it only meant an opportunity for The Badlands to potentially seize hold of its territory as an outpost. Teddy had always been curious about the prospect of expanding his horizons.

❝ Ah, it don’t madda no more anyways. I’m Teddy; good to meet cha. ❞ Crinkling his nose, Teddy dusted his hands off subconsciously as eyes soon shifted to Vesania, observing the way he looked towards Salem almost suspiciously. Brows knitted together. Had Teddy seen this guy elsewhere before? The man soon seemed to take notice of Teddy’s stare, giving him a short greeting before Teddy nearly spoke right over him as he asked, ❝ Do I know ya from somewhere? You’re sure not easy to forget. ❞ With a long breath out his nostrils, Teddy repositioned his head, eyes darting across Vesania’s face before waving his pointer finger towards him. ❝ My brother told me about ya. You came to visit us once upon a time. You da old Los Santos boss guy. ❞ If Vesania knew a thing or two about leading a group… good. He’d know better the consequences of getting on the wrong side of the Knope trio. Plus, he could hold precious information that could be invaluable to Teddy.

With a sleazy grin, Teddy glanced towards Salem and Kim before giving the two brothers one last look. ❝ Follow us. I bet ya both exhausted from the journey. ❞ Without question, Teddy would welcome them in. After all, he was already beginning to compile the uses they could have for him.