AND HE DON'T KNOW HOW TO CUSS [MEETING + EXPLOSION]
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//tw for violence and explosions

Right, that was people enough. The sooner this was done, the sooner this was done. Cat straightened up and opened their eyes fully, glancing around and a small, barely audible breath escaped their lips. Alright, go time. "We'll start things off light, as usual. We've got some new joiners. Archer and Lana, joined together and seem like drama and a half, then there's this kid Percy... he's like twelve or something? Oh, Amaryllis too. Looks like he's twelve, actually is not. Don't get them mixed up. Lastly there's Peaches. She and Angel know each other, and I'm just gonna leave that there." People could wonder all they wanted; they sure as fuck were.

"Okay, so guys, I've been thinking. We don't really have anything to really mark our border. On the plus side, that means we can pretty much put it wherever the fug we want, on the downside, no one knows where the fug to stop. So what do y'all think, should we get some kind of markers up? At least in some of the busier areas." A rare look into the sort of shit Catalyst thought about that didn't revolve around people. A musing more than anything else.

They shrugged, then moved on. "So, in other news, Sheogorath had a little encounter with the leader of the Insurrection. Brian or something. So Brian beat him up and sent him back here with a message for me. Apparently he's coming for my head." They rolled their eyes; he could get in fucking line. "So that's fugging it, aight? No more licking our wounds, we've been at war for like a month or so? Time to fugging act like it. They've been fugging with us without consequence for too long. Get your -"

Catalyst didn't have the chance to finish the sentence. There was a loud bang, coming from just outside the casino. It was pretty clear by the startled look on Cat's face that they had not been expecting that. "What the fug..." They got down from the billiard table, right hand edging down to their hip (where their gun was) and left hand sliding into the brass knuckles within their pocket. Paranoid, yes, but they'd never heard anything like that sound here before. And they don't like loud noises.

They head for the door, a few people moving to get out of their way, a few following them. They opened the door and stepped out onto the steps; within moments they spotted three unfamiliar teenagers yelling at each other for not bringing the good bombs. There was a hole nearly blown right through the sturdy exterior wall of the casino. They froze for a moment when they saw Cat, then took off running. The Boss spun around and looked at the people still inside. "They just tried to blow us up!"

Then they took off running - yes, actually running - to try and catch the perpetrators. They assumed that there were people following them, but right now the ringing and blood pumping in their ears drowned out everything. They took out their gun and fired; missing the first shot but striking on of the Insurrectionists. She cried out and stumbled, but then another grabbed her arm and kept her moving.

OOC Summary + Announcements!
— Welcome to Archer/Van, Lana/Finny, Percy/Crows, Amaryllis/Demuary, and Peaches... Also Finny
— Cat's thinking about putting some sort of marker on the border and would like thoughts on that
— The Insurrection's leader Brian beat up Sheogorath and sent him with a warning for Cat
— Cat, subsequently, is wanting to up this war and go on the offensive
— They were cut off by three Insurrectionist teenagers attempting to blow up the casino. They used poor quality explosives so they only damaged the exterior, now they're running away and Cat is giving chase
— Choice Awarrds end this Saturday!
— I know I said I was going to put up a thread abt smth and then I didn't but I swear I'm Actually gonna do that

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 05/05/19]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
⇥ 04/20/39 ⇥ Released Northstar from Badlands occupation
⇥ 04/16/39 ⇥ Was saved by Sheogorath
⇥ 04/15/39 ⇥ Took the Badlands brand

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 physicallyHard 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
⇥ 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) ——————
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SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
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