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[align=center][div style="width: 520px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt;"]/ i found out about yaks in canada so guess what
Why is it that things like this only ever happen to him when he doesn't plan for it? He's not sure that normal people ever plan for this kind of thing, but he supposes that they don't run into these situations on accident. Okay, maybe it would make more sense if Win would explain things from the beginning, but he honestly doesn't want to deal with thinking it through another time. It had just started with him heading towards the area Jason had taken as his home now that he'd given up on St. Peter's, or whatever they were calling themselves now. Things had gotten a little bit strange somewhere along the way, and now  well, now Bruce's already intimidating figure is sporting a plethora of brand new bruises, from spots hidden on his ribs to the one blossoming at the edge of his eye, and he's splotched with mud from head to toe. It's going to be hell to clean off now that it's dried, but thankfully there's plenty of snow to melt around here and use to wash it off. Which, to be entirely honest, is just another problem with him. He hates ice. He hates snow. He hates mud. So why is he even in Flintlock? That was a damn good question. Maybe he just likes the isolation that comes with this sort of weather. It's less isolated now that they've grown while he stood in the background training the dogs.
So really, he hates everything about this place, but that really could just be his bad mood talking. Now as for why he's in a bad mood  tossed over his shoulders is an animal of sorts. Fuzzy and dark colored, with a few strange splashes of white. From a distance, it almost looks like a foal, but once he approaches the lodge, it becomes clear that this fuzzy creature isn't quite in that family, though close. It's a yak, of all things. Bruce himself is unaware of their origins in the area, but people had apparently brought them here before the apocalypse, and even with the failure of civilization, they were hardy creatures. Apparently they'd managed to survive, and someone had been taking care of them since then. The calf was docile, only grunting on occasion when his footsteps faltered. The weight wasn't overwhelming, but carrying anything up a mountain sucked. "This is ridiculous," he grunts, for what feels like the millionth time. Rabbits, dogs, cats, now yaks. What an escalation.
"Johannes!"
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It was a voice Johannes didn't get to hear often, and sometimes he wasn't sure if he was glad or disappointed. Voices in general, after all, were bad. Loud, stressful, demanding. His voice was also particularly grating when it meant he had, yet again, done something that the decidedly younger man thought needed scolding.
On the other hand, he was having a hard time denying that he missed it, and hearing his name from Win's lungs was a bit reassuring. Sure, Win hated the place. But clearly not enough to leave entirely. He'd been hunting, or..trying. With a lack of success, it meant aside from his spear and bag, he was empty handed as he began to make his way down towards Win. He didn't realize what the man had with him until he'd come a few yards away, stopping and...staring. And staring some more. There was...a thing. On his back. And it looked alive. A big fuzzy thing. His eyes began to narrow. "What are you doing?" He questioned, voice with a bit of an edge--so long as whatever it was, it wasn't another dog. He didn't have time for more stress.
Sinking fast,
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
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[sup]played by firebird updated 7/15/2017; everything added  links?[/sup]
• JOHANNES ANGELICUS || JOH/JOE (yo or jo pronounced)
• agender (he/him) / ace and greyromantic / single
• 28 && ages whenever i feel like it
• If you have any tropes or something, they go here??
• Generation _1_ / Olivia Durham x Mason Angelicus / parents deceased / Katja Angelicus (older sister) | Aida Angelicus (niece)
• Dictator of Flintlock Lodge
• No romantic relationships
• Friends with Rudolf
• Johannes is asocial and has a hard time chatting; though he doesn't dislike people exactly, he's anxious in conversation and has an anxious stammer. It's easy to knock him off balance. However he is rather placating in conversation and tends to just listen and agree.
• link to biography
• link to pinterest board • link to playlist
• if you have any other links, put them here??
• HUMAN | HEALTH: 90/100
• APPEARANCE, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum.
• ACCESSORIES, SHORTER PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis.
• INJURIES: dogbite on left leg, mostly healed.
• BRUSQUE| QUIET | HELPFUL
• PERSONALITY, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci.
• ANY DEVELOPING TRAITS OR INFORMATION GO HERE?? SMALL PARAGRAPH.
ran from his sister at 14 when she poisoned their parents, who were starving them
has pervasive developmental disorder
• 85/100 PHYSICAL | 60/100 MENTAL | 80/100 POWER DEFENSE | 65/100 P. OFFENSE
• Difficulty is determined on a basis of skill, with an opponent of the same size and life experience, and without the use of powers. Will obviously fluctuate with different opponents.
• STR: 9/10 PER:8/10 END: 9/10 CHR: 5/10 INT: 7/10 AGL: 6/10 LCK: 5/10 FOR OPPONENT OF SAME SIZE
• Talk more about this skills here.
• Nonviolent actions may be powerplayed. AND ANY ATTACK NOTES.
[align=center][div style="width: 520px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt;"]Okay, it wasn't really unfair for Johannes to say that Win scolded him a lot. He did. Frequently. Life had dealt the (yes, younger) man a decidedly awful hand, so now he uses it to his advantage  or rather to the advantage of everyone around him. He doesn't do it for himself so much as he does for others, in some skewed attempt to help Johannes at least a bit. Whether or not he admits it, the man needs help. Not the professional kind, but teaching him to do a bit better than read off note cards and be unsure of what to say. (Because however often he assures himself that this place isn't worth the effort he's put into it so far, he knows that it is. Cold weather or no, Bruce is invested.) He huffs at the dictator once he's acknowledged the situation, his own strange way of saying hello, and ducks his head to drag the young female towards the ground. She makes a small grunting noise, probably in protest, but otherwise doesn't move. "I brought a yak." That was all that the dictator would get, as far as explanations went. Part of it was because he didn't really know much about the animals until a day ago, and the rest of it was just a story that he would only ever tell Dick.
He has a bit of a marriage bias, doesn't he? Whatever, he's sure that the dictator had learned to tolerate that by now. Not like he has a choice.
Pale blue eyes are almost critical as he looks over Brendan, but the expression soon softens once he registers the boy's age. Win has always been a little bit hard on strangers; it's just hard to keep up that train of thought when the person he's directing that towards doesn't even come up to his shoulder. Besides, childish inexperience is perfectly acceptable in his eyes. Expecting children to do the impossible without any sort of help or training would only serve to harm them. He knows that pretty goddamn well, doesn't he? "A yak," Bruce repeats patiently, voice lacking its typical sting. "Like a cow, but better in cold weather." Here, his eyes turn back towards Johannes, as if challenging him to say that the yak couldn't stay. While she was likely too young to milk, or use for meat  well, there were plenty of other yaks where he took this one from, and he has no problem punching that guy for another. They needed a livelihood here, and where better to start with a steady supply of milk, butter, and meat? And besides, the arrogant asshole had mentioned that they were great pack animals, too. That would be useful for supply runs to St. Peter's  Northstar District, now.
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TAKE ME FARTHER, GIVE ME ONE DAY LONGER â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€- INFORMATION
Well, wasn't that something.
Johannes continued to stare, but his rather surprised expression was sort of giving way to exasperation. Or resignment. Or both. A yak? What the hell--Johannes had never even heard of the goddamn animal and--here Bruce was, tugging it up a mountain.
It was kind of cute, though. His eyes darted to Brendan as he asked, and, of course, got more of an answer. Well then. They had a wooly calf. No meat, no milk. Not big enough to be a pack animal. It would just eat and shit. Johannes turned his head, rolling his eyes. "I'm gonna fucking kill him--" He mumbled, a bit under his breath. The things Bruce did on his own time were one thing. But now? He just walked around the lodge and did whatever the fuck he felt like--and Johannes was sure he'd end up taking care of the damn thing. The yak. When Bruce gave him a look, he just stiffened, shrugging as his gaze slid away. Whatever. He'd deal with it.
Sinking fast,
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
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[sup]played by firebird updated 7/15/2017; everything added  links?[/sup]
• JOHANNES ANGELICUS || JOH/JOE (yo or jo pronounced)
• agender (he/him) / ace and greyromantic / single
• 28 && ages whenever i feel like it
• If you have any tropes or something, they go here??
• Generation _1_ / Olivia Durham x Mason Angelicus / parents deceased / Katja Angelicus (older sister) | Aida Angelicus (niece)
• Dictator of Flintlock Lodge
• No romantic relationships
• Friends with Rudolf
• Johannes is asocial and has a hard time chatting; though he doesn't dislike people exactly, he's anxious in conversation and has an anxious stammer. It's easy to knock him off balance. However he is rather placating in conversation and tends to just listen and agree.
• link to biography
• link to pinterest board • link to playlist
• if you have any other links, put them here??
• HUMAN | HEALTH: 90/100
• APPEARANCE, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum.
• ACCESSORIES, SHORTER PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis.
• INJURIES: dogbite on left leg, mostly healed.
• BRUSQUE| QUIET | HELPFUL
• PERSONALITY, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci.
• ANY DEVELOPING TRAITS OR INFORMATION GO HERE?? SMALL PARAGRAPH.
ran from his sister at 14 when she poisoned their parents, who were starving them
has pervasive developmental disorder
• 85/100 PHYSICAL | 60/100 MENTAL | 80/100 POWER DEFENSE | 65/100 P. OFFENSE
• Difficulty is determined on a basis of skill, with an opponent of the same size and life experience, and without the use of powers. Will obviously fluctuate with different opponents.
• STR: 9/10 PER:8/10 END: 9/10 CHR: 5/10 INT: 7/10 AGL: 6/10 LCK: 5/10 FOR OPPONENT OF SAME SIZE
• Talk more about this skills here.
• Nonviolent actions may be powerplayed. AND ANY ATTACK NOTES.
We will fight or we will fall
Til the angels save us all
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There was a lot to take in here.
For one thing, Bruce was here, and the man had been a pretty uncommon sight for the past month or so. For another, he had a... a yak. Perhaps most alarmingly, Brendan was whacking Johannes with a stick, then casually asking Bruce for chickens.
Gray squinted, trying to process all of this as he made his way over. "B-Brendan, what are you doing?" He asked, hoping to distract the child from his assault on Johannes. Then he looked at the yak, then to Win. "Where did you even find her?"
//ugh this is terrible I'm sorry
[div style="width: 430px; color: black; text-align: justify"][spoiler=Human Tags | 8/25/17]General:
▪ Grayson Hanson | Gray | Formerly Aria Rivendare
▪ Masculine presenting | Identifies as male | He/Him | DFAB  Almost impossible to tell his birth gender (get Pyre's permission before having y/c know)
▪ 15 years, 7 months | Aquarius | Primarily Real Time Aging
▪ Provider of the Flintlock Lodge
Relationships:
▪ Panromantic | Pansexual | Still figuring that out
▪ Single | No crushes
▪ NPC x NPC | Adopted by Diana Hanson
▪ Generally puts on a friendly front and cares for those around him, but still holds them at arms' length and is very hard to get close to. Very awkward when flirted with and doesn't really like it, but becomes quite flirty when drunk
Important Facts:
▪ In no way shows that he was born female, does everything possible to hide it (such as binding) and wears clothes meant for men. Without him stripping, it's pretty much impossible to tell that he isn't biologically male.
▪ Low-key history nut.
▪ Nearsighted.
▪ Opinions and motivations are Gray's and Gray's alone and are not shared by his roleplayer.
Physical:
★ HUMAN | health: 100%
 Gray is about medium height at 5'6", and very thin and lanky. He has gray eyes, and off-black hair cropped into an undercut. Under his left eye he has a beauty mark, and there are a few scars on his medium-brown skin, and there are more under the slate gray bandanna, hoodies and jeans the gangly teen tends to wear.
 major injuries: none
 minor injuries: none
Interaction:
▪ Still in training | Medium physically | Medium mentally
▪ No kill/capture/maim without permission
▪ Prefers to fight with a sword
▪ To attack, [member=2027]Gray[/member] and attack in underlined #708090
Johannes didn't really know what was happening. He'd been talking to Win--sort of.He'd been watching the yak. Then--out of nowhere, a slap against his arm--luckily he was wearing his coat, so he didn't feel much--shocked him into turning and facing...Brendan. With a stick.
Johannes had never been that quick of reflex, especially when his 'attacker' was a short kid with a stick who...seemed to just be. Hitting him. Repeatedly. At first he didn't feel much but--then the kid picked up the pace. Johannes took a step back--Brendan just kept hitting him. What was going on? He opened his mouth, but a sharp pain on his shoulder startled him out of asking what the hell the kid was up to. Damn, he had a bit more strength than Johannes had realized. The dictator was still just...staring at Brendan--though his eyes flicked up to Gray with such utter confusion; he'd fallen still, just letting the stick's rhythmic slaps hit against his arm, over and over. It wasn't painful enough that he couldn't deal with it, though he might be a bit sore later. He was just...confused. "Um. Um, Brendan?" He asked, sounding more than a little lost. "Uh...are you...okay?"
Sinking fast,
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
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[sup]played by firebird updated 7/15/2017; everything added  links?[/sup]
• JOHANNES ANGELICUS || JOH/JOE (yo or jo pronounced)
• agender (he/him) / ace and greyromantic / single
• 28 && ages whenever i feel like it
• If you have any tropes or something, they go here??
• Generation _1_ / Olivia Durham x Mason Angelicus / parents deceased / Katja Angelicus (older sister) | Aida Angelicus (niece)
• Dictator of Flintlock Lodge
• No romantic relationships
• Friends with Rudolf
• Johannes is asocial and has a hard time chatting; though he doesn't dislike people exactly, he's anxious in conversation and has an anxious stammer. It's easy to knock him off balance. However he is rather placating in conversation and tends to just listen and agree.
• link to biography
• link to pinterest board • link to playlist
• if you have any other links, put them here??
• HUMAN | HEALTH: 90/100
• APPEARANCE, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum.
• ACCESSORIES, SHORTER PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis.
• INJURIES: dogbite on left leg, mostly healed.
• BRUSQUE| QUIET | HELPFUL
• PERSONALITY, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci.
• ANY DEVELOPING TRAITS OR INFORMATION GO HERE?? SMALL PARAGRAPH.
ran from his sister at 14 when she poisoned their parents, who were starving them
has pervasive developmental disorder
• 85/100 PHYSICAL | 60/100 MENTAL | 80/100 POWER DEFENSE | 65/100 P. OFFENSE
• Difficulty is determined on a basis of skill, with an opponent of the same size and life experience, and without the use of powers. Will obviously fluctuate with different opponents.
• STR: 9/10 PER:8/10 END: 9/10 CHR: 5/10 INT: 7/10 AGL: 6/10 LCK: 5/10 FOR OPPONENT OF SAME SIZE
• Talk more about this skills here.
• Nonviolent actions may be powerplayed. AND ANY ATTACK NOTES.
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify;"]"Oh a yak! how cute!" she gasped as she made her way over. "Oh! Oh no, don't do... don't do that!" she stammered out, rather surprised at the child who had just slammed johannes in the shoulder with a stick. "I... what did he ever do to you? Johannes is nice!" she bit her lip. this was... interesting.
turning back to win, she smiled. "Where are we going to keep it though?" because of the whole leaving, she didn't know if there was a barn or not.
NAME & NICKNAMES: Dahlia Alder Smith | Dolly, Dahl, Lia
 PREVIOUS NAMES & NICKNAMES: N/A AGE, PLACE & DATE OF BIRTH: 17 Years Old, born 03/20 at the Elm Village.
CURRENT RANK & MEMBERSHIP: Member of Flintlock Lodge.
 PREVIOUS RANKS & MEMBERSHIPS: Herbalist of the Elm Village, Medic of Flintlock Lodge
SEXUALITY & RELATIONSHIP STATUS: HeteroRomantic Asexual; Single
 PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: N/A PARENTS & GENERATION: Rose Smith, Rowan Smith. Generation 1.
 [i]SIBLINGS & HALF-SIBLINGS: Oak, Ash, Morning, Rain BEST FRIENDS & CLOSE FRIENDS: TBA HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'1 & LBS - LBS lbs. [min - max] | Dahlia is very small, both in height and weight. She is thin and built like a sapling, having long limbs and a relatively small torso.
 BODY TYPE: Has quaestio inciderint mediocritatem ea. Hinc nemore voluptatum.
EYE COLOR & SHAPE: Dark green & rounded eyes HAIR COLOR & STYLE Dark Brown & Long to Her Waist, Often Braided
DESCRIPTION OF PERSONALITY:Nervous, Cautious, Optimistic, Naive, Anxious, Positive, Calm, Reasurring, Nurturing, Hopeless Romantic, Trusting, Friendly, Hopeful, Inspired, Green Thumb, Nature Love Dahlia can be a bit nervous around new people and certainly is cautious around those who show anger or in situations when someone can get hurt, however she tries to see the best in people. She's a bit naive, and way too trusting and that can get her into trouble.
She's calm in situations and will take control, despite her young age. She's nurturing and reassuring and definitely a good listener and will sit for hours and play therapist. She is a skilled healer and loves plants. she has a green thumb and loves nature in general.
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