10-03-2019, 08:25 PM
LIES A THOUSAND HORRIFYING MEMORIES | | |
A rathole full of goths, dumpster children playing hopscotch over barbed wire, and gunshots ringing out through the night as if the sound mattered to the people of the Badlands. To be fair, in civilization terms they weren't that bad; they had a government, sort of, and a military which was made up of everybody since everybody had weapons and was willing to fight for their home, if need be.
Salem had certainly lived under worse conditions. But yeah, he'd lived it up out on the ocean for most of his life so maybe his opinion was null and void. He'd certainly take a ship full of disgusting pirates over this hellhole any day, not that he'd mention that to anybody; Cat was only starting to come around to the idea that he held some loyalty to this place, he didn't want to dispute that.
Presently, he was chilling on the outskirts of town keeping an eye on the people meandering about and smoking. It was a good place if you wanted to people-watch and not get bothered, though everybody was fucking boring around here. He wished Cat or Addy were here, hell he'd take Lucerne's completely serious burns right about now. But all he had were these idiots, and oh jeez here came too more.
The woman seemed to be pulling the boy along by his arm, which did not seem comfortable for either of them; it'd be funny if he wasn't immediately suspicious. They didn't seem like they belonged, by the way the woman gripped her wrench defensively. And neither of them had necklaces either, so they were definitely outsiders.
"Hey, scatter. Unless you've got business you best get on your way before someone less lenient comes along." Salem called out, standing up and stretching his arms above his head in a lazy, catlike way. The strangers had caught the attention of the smokers now, but they seemed content enough to let the Councilman deal with it.
//welcome to BL!
Salem had certainly lived under worse conditions. But yeah, he'd lived it up out on the ocean for most of his life so maybe his opinion was null and void. He'd certainly take a ship full of disgusting pirates over this hellhole any day, not that he'd mention that to anybody; Cat was only starting to come around to the idea that he held some loyalty to this place, he didn't want to dispute that.
Presently, he was chilling on the outskirts of town keeping an eye on the people meandering about and smoking. It was a good place if you wanted to people-watch and not get bothered, though everybody was fucking boring around here. He wished Cat or Addy were here, hell he'd take Lucerne's completely serious burns right about now. But all he had were these idiots, and oh jeez here came too more.
The woman seemed to be pulling the boy along by his arm, which did not seem comfortable for either of them; it'd be funny if he wasn't immediately suspicious. They didn't seem like they belonged, by the way the woman gripped her wrench defensively. And neither of them had necklaces either, so they were definitely outsiders.
"Hey, scatter. Unless you've got business you best get on your way before someone less lenient comes along." Salem called out, standing up and stretching his arms above his head in a lazy, catlike way. The strangers had caught the attention of the smokers now, but they seemed content enough to let the Councilman deal with it.
//welcome to BL!
[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]
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]
TAKING LESSONS FROM THE DELUDED
top dog salem - he/him or they/them
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