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Things had been quiet of late, and they honestly weren't entirely sure if they were content with that or not. In some ways it was good, no calamity for them to have to worry about, but it sowed discontentment in them. Restlessness. They couldn't stand the inactivity, the idleness. Well, they had something to do now.
"Meeting. Everyone, get outside the casino." Yep, it was going to be another outdoor meeting, and anyone that had been here for a while would be able to look at the fire pit blazing on the top step, they'd be able to guess what was going to happen. Hell, if you'd just been paying attention during the last two meetings, you'd probably wouldn't even need to guess. Their plans of this were hardly a secret.
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 06/11/19] 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
⇥ 05/31/39 ⇥ Went on a mission to rescue Creed from the Insurrection
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Reunited with their father
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Cat returned to the Badlands
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 ——————
 The moment he heard Cat's announcement that the meeting was about to begin, Lucerne already realized what was happening. He wandered outside, brows knitting together at the forming crowd, eyes shifting from person to person to figure out who was next to get branded. But then, thinking back to the past few weeks, Lucerne then realized. Ah. Creed. That's right. First, she was being held hostage and now, after the group had to rescue her, she was being rewarded for being such a hero! Lucerne huffed a short breath out through his nose as he sneered scornfully into the fire pit. This entire event was nothing short of foolish, for all those involved.
// he's such a snarky bitch im
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⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february
appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
 current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
 has been showing signs of major depressive disorder
personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident narcissistic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn
relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
 sees him as his person
 doesn't view their relationship as romantic
 loyalty lies with him entirely
interaction.
⫸ storage // plot
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
 some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs
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tws thoughts of violence, blood, murder, mentions of alcohol, religion, injury, broken bones, blood
And here was the friendly neighborhood Michael... or less than friendly. Not many people enjoyed being around Mike, not that he blamed them for that. There wasn't much around him that made people think he was remotely useful... or likable. Mike shrugged off the thoughts, leaning against a post, sort of listening to the words that Cat was saying.
There wasn't much that Mike had to do here. Just... follow orders, which he was pretty good at, not the best, but pretty good.
[align=center] MICHAEL FORD Michael Ford is a 45 year old, man, he's stubbornly loyal to whatever cause he chooses, protective of his family and friends, he's a member of the Badlands. Michael has issues controlling his anger in most situations. He is a difficult opponent and well trained, feel free to power play nonviolent interactions though.
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Not many people had showed up, but it was something. They sighed inwardly and shook their head. "We only had one joiner, that being Colton. He says he's a good fighter, so we'll see how that pans out." They almost brought up how he had attracted the attention of the Badlands, but they'd given him enough shit for that already. "He wasn't the only one sniffing around, though. There was a woman named Sel that claimed to be some sort of HP a long time ago. She was shady so I sent her packing," something they couldn't have done with Tydeus, "and if you see her, tell her to get lost." There was enough bullshit going on without possible spies poking around.
"In other news, Lucerne is having a first aid training, and everyone should go learn some shit. We're also gonna do another battle training, and if I don't get any volunteers, this one'll be hosted by me. So that'll be fun." Their lazy ass couldn't wait. But it was important to keep everyone active, on their toes, and their skills sharp. After the stunt they'd pulled in the Insurrection with Creed's rescue, Brian had to be planning something.
With how quiet things had been, there wasn't that much left to say. "Frankie, keep it up. Colton, you get a necklace. It's one of the ways we show our allegiance, hang on." They turned around and crouched next to the card board box that was sitting inconspicuously off to the side. They took out a necklace from it and held it out to him. "Lastly... Creed, get on up here." Once Colton took the necklace, they walked over to the doors and opened them, grabbing a chair and bringing it out and setting it down. They pat the back of it. If Creed was gonna make them sit for their brand, they were making her sit for hers.
OOC Summary:
 Welcome to Colton/Truce!
 Cat warns about someone named Sel, and she's effectively banned from the Badlands.
 Lucerne is having a first aid training here.
 We're gonna have another battle training; Cat's looking for volunteers to host it but otherwise they'll do it.
 Frankie/Demuary gets a shout out.
 Colton gets a membership necklace.
 Creed is gonna get the brand lads.
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 06/11/19] 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
⇥ 05/31/39 ⇥ Went on a mission to rescue Creed from the Insurrection
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Reunited with their father
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Cat returned to the Badlands
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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 some of the news wasn’t quite what he was expecting. some woman named sel who wasn’t allowed on the badlands ground. lucerne having his first aid training, battle training from someone else coming soon… he simply leaned back slightly and watched as everything unfolded. seemed like it had been a pretty slow week. save for the fact that creed was about to get fucking branded. his gaze wandered towards the woman in the crowd, watching her expectantly. as much as he wanted to be optimistic - as badass as he thought the brand was - he wasn’t a fuckin’ idiot. he knew it was going to hurt like a motherfucker. then again it was her damn fault for agreeing to go through with it in the first place.
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//tw for branding and some pretty nasty descriptors of the act
Creed came up the stairs and sat down on the chair; she was wearing a tank top, and she tugged the strap down so that her shoulder was on display. "Last chance to back out." Cat said lowly, walking over to the fire pit, where the poker had been resting in the flames the entire time. "You can slug anyone that gives you shit for it."
She gave them a look. "Salty that you won't be the only one with a brand now?" No, that was not it, but whatever. This sort of thing is easy to agree to when you can't feel the heat radiating from the fire pit and the iron rod with a decorative BL on the end of it.
Cat leveled the brand with her shoulder. "It's going to hurt," they warned, as if she didn't already know.
"So did the bullet I took for you." Well then. Fair enough.
They pressed the brand against her skin, the increasingly familiar smell of burning flesh reaching their nose, the sizzling reaching their ears along with Creed's pained cries. She stayed strong, though, keeping herself together impressively well during the ordeal. Her hands gripped the sides of the chair though, knuckles white, and they could see the pain in her eyes. Details that hopefully the ones watching below would miss.
At last, they pulled the tool away, plunging it into a bucket of waiting water. "You good?" They asked, noting that as soon as they had stepped away she had slumped forward.
Creed lifted her head to face them, and they were particularly shiny. Tears? That didn't compute. "I'm super." She said in a strained voice.
Well they were not going to be pushing that right now. "I've still got a bit of the cream the Springfield doctor gave me when he saw my brand. I didn't go to all the effort of saving you just to kill you with an infection." They didn't have it on their person which was... probably a dumb idea but they weren't a medic. They created wounds, not stitched them up.
"How kind." She muttered through gritted teeth. The scent of burning flesh was still in the air, and the skin where they had branded her was red and angry. Cat knew from their own brand that it wouldn't heal to be pretty, but they didn't think that it would detract from her beauty. After all, her beauty wasn't soft and sweet, it was sharp and hard and angry; the brand fit in well with that.
They offered her their hand to help her stand up, but she batted it away and forced herself to her feet of her own will. "You did good." They murmured, and in response she gave them a single, shaky finger gun.
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 06/11/19] 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
⇥ 05/31/39 ⇥ Went on a mission to rescue Creed from the Insurrection
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Reunited with their father
⇥ 05/26/39 ⇥ Cat returned to the Badlands
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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