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this is a fancy by aj inspired by thes | sheogorath
His face was bruised and cut when he finally found his way back to the Badlands. The trip had been a painful one, but the red head had managed it. His head still ached, as did his facial injuries, but luckily, nothing was broken, and he was alive. That was something to be thankful for, the man supposed. Sheogorath limped back into town, wondering if anyone had noticed that he had been missing for the amount of time he had been gone. He was tired, hungry, and thirsty, and his mind was a mess of jumbled thoughts and strings of confusion. He barely remembered the words the Insurrection leader had told him before leaving, but no doubt Catalyst would want to hear about the attack.
It was for that reason that Sheogorath headed toward the casino, and jogged up the concrete steps leading toward the door. He slithered inside the shaded interior, his amber eyes searching for the Badlands leader as one hand lifted to gently touch at his right blackened eye. Dried blood stained his face from the shallow cut across his head. It would be obvious to anyone that looked that Sheogorath had been attacked, but that was only half of it. The red head couldn't help but feel uneasy, if not a bit traumatized by the whole event. He couldn't get it out of his head, the cabin, the fear. His hand drifted toward his eyes as he rubbed at them, feeling the tiredness of his heavy lids, the pain of his bruises. With a sigh, Sheogorath stood at the entrance, just inside, and hoped Catalyst would show up soon. | [/table]
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and i see fire, blood in the breeze
[sup]AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER ME
//posting her rq before I start on the meeting
Catalyst was indeed in the casino, sitting by the bar talking to an NPC who was drinking. They occasionally cast a look around the room, particularly when the doors opened and anyone came or went. Then in came Sheo, and though they couldn't quite make out the details of his face from this far away (even with their sharp eyes), but they could tell something was wrong.
"Excuse me." They said to the NPC, sliding off the bar stool and crossing the casino to reach Sheogorath. They paused in front of him and took a moment to look him up and down. "You look like shit. What happened?" It was as close to caring as they were likely to get.
[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 physically ⇥ Hard 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) ——————
[align=center] SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
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