[ throw me to the flames - open ]

[ADDY.]

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— there were two sides to every story, and this case was no different. addy saw a different side than what catalyst saw- and even addy knew that his own opinions on the matter had their own flaws. he shouldn’t have expected them to share every side of their life. he shouldn’t have expected them to tell them about a part of their past that was very much none of his fucking business. addy hadn’t shared much if any of his past to anyone; expecting someone else to do the exact opposite was rather hypocritical of him.

but he found it hard to trust anyone. and maybe he was the idiot, for trusting someone without knowing a damn thing about them. maybe he’d been the idiot for thinking he knew so much about lucerne, just for him to open that bag and see the man’s dark secret.. everybody had their fucking secrets, it was just how addy reacted to them that made it significant.

”show that ocean who’s boss.”
he glanced over his shoulder at catalyst, gaze lingering on them before turning back to the ocean. he still didn’t know exactly how to act around them. he was still catalyst’s right-hand man, and a part of him still admitted that he liked their company.. but it was a confusing fucking time for the redhead.

his grip around the rock in his hand tightened for a moment, and in the next it was being hurled out across the oceanfront. “shit’s frustrating.” the most vague thing he could’ve ever said in that moment. the thing with lucerne, the situation with catalyst -- it was all a lot with just a hint of way-too-fucking-much hiding in there.

looked like the both of them were drinking. not the worst thing to be doing when it felt like the whole world was going to shit. taking a deep breath, he stared at the ocean as he lowered himself down onto the sand, and took a small sip of the bottle in his hand.

[capt. salem]

AND CHANCES ARE, THEY WON'T GO FAR | | |

Salem couldn't pretend anybody around here owed him anything, because none of them did. Catalyst, Addy, Austin; none of them owed him anything more than a slap on the back of the head and a snap for him to shut up when he's saying shit he'll regret in the morning.

He understood the want, the desire to be owed a part of something. A piece of their past, a piece of their trust, it was the most valuable connection you could ever get. And gods, to be included in their present? It was glorious. But Salem had his fun, now he'd never get the chance to be trusted again.

It was cool. He was fine with their little three musketeers setup, despite the boiling animosity and lack of trust they shared. He couldn't ask for anything more, it wasn't like any of them had any precedent to be friendly with each other.

He saw Catalyst and Addy on the beach, Addy violently flinging rocks into the ocean while Cat calmly watched. It was like a scene straight out of a renaissance-inspired painting, the words left unsaid clear in the buzz of the air around them.

"This one should make a nice splash." Salem simply said, instead of tapping into the buzz in the air. He crouched down, grabbing a smoother palm-sized rock and offering it to Addy as he stood back up and cracked his back stretching. It was a nice release of the tenseness his muscles had been holding for- a while now, he supposed.

[justify]No, I don't care what momma says, [abbr=Goes by Salem or Monty ✴ He/Him or They/Them Pronouns ✴ 28yrs Old ✴ 6'3" ✴ Former pirate captain ✴ Sexuality is a unlabeled free for all, romance is questioning]&[/abbr]
You'll wind me up, [abbr=Medium 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]
Or you'll wind up dead [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic ✴ Ear-length dull brown hair ✴ Bright green eyes ✴ Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing ✴ Five o'clock shadow 24/7 but can never grow a real beard  ✴ Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]

[CATALYST]

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Trust was something they'd always struggled to give. It always would be. They gave different people different, tiny pieces and was careful that it didn't ruin what was already there. After spending their entire life in some form of isolation or another, finally having a community that didn't despise or fear them or view them as something other... it was nice. It was something they had been searching for for a really long time, though they would never admit it.

"Welcome to life, man." They muttered, crossing their arms and staring out at the sea. They wouldn't speak about the confrontation they had with him, what it had been about, not in a place that was so open like this. Anyone could walk up and hear about Mourningstar - they thought the fuck not.

There. Right on cue, was Salem. They watched him hurl the rock into the ocean, watched the water rise in the splash that, just as he predicted, was quite nice. "I wonder how long it took for that rock to get to this shore." They mused, not really looking for an answer. "And how long it'll take to get back."

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 08/16/19]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
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot
⇥ 08/05/39 ⇥ Confronted Louie about his drinking
⇥ 08/01/39 ⇥ Was confronted by Addy about their cult past
⇥ 07/30/39 ⇥ Went with Salem and Addy to the confrontation
⇥ 07/29/39 ⇥ Got in a fight with Volatile

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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it
[/spoiler]

[ADDY.]

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— “this one should make a nice splash.”
it was enough for his gaze to turn back over his shoulder to see salem, making his way over towards them. a rock in hand, stretched out to be offered over towards addy. it was enough for the redhead to stare at him for a moment, glancing between him and the rock momentarily.

he eventually took the rock, sending a short look salem’s way before he shrugged, looking back over at the ocean. “we’ll see.” he still felt unsure about how to act around them. however, he guessed acting like he hated them had always sort of been his thing.

not like today was any different.

without another thought, he sent the rock hurtling out into the ocean. watched it splash into the water. he stared for a minute before he simply said, “you weren’t wrong.” another way of saying that salem was right - but you know. 

catalyst was going on about how long it took the rock to get to shore. it was enough for addy to scoff, gesturing over towards the ocean. “take a fuckin’ seat then. tell me when you see that rock make it back if you really want to know that shit..”

[CATALYST]

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Addy's response drew a dry laugh from their lips. They actually did take a seat, crossing their legs and leaning back onto their left arm like a kickstand. Their right pointed towards Addy. "This... this is because you didn't read Harry Potter." Well, that wasn't going to make any sense to anyone, was it? Whatever, they'd explain it if someone wanted - for once.

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19]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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 biological 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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ 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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[ADDY.]

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— a glance back at catalyst at the dry laugh, watching them sit, cross their legs, and look too goddamn relaxed. one arm pointed towards him. and then- “...the fuck is that supposed to mean?” you know addy was starting to have enough of catalyst’s weird, vague, somewhat dry humor. but, even then, addy kept finding himself still talking to the bitchass (so really, whose fault was that?)

[CATALYST]

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Some day, they would push too far. Someday they would lose Fate's favor, and some motherfucker would get the pleasure of knocking them out. Again. God fucking damn, that used to happen way too much, but those days were blissfully over. That day was not today, though, which was a good thing seeing as they were unguarded. Just sitting in the sand, pointing at Addy. Oh yeah, that was still happening. "You've got no wonder. No curiosity."

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 09/02/19]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
⇥ 09/02/39 ⇥ Returned from vacation
⇥ 08/23/39 ⇥ Went on vacation with Gavril
⇥ 08/21/39 ⇥ Oversaw their parents' vow renewal
⇥ 08/16/39 ⇥ Witnessed their boyfriend get shot

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 biological 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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ 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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[ADDY.]

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— no wonder? no curiosity? he stared at catalyst for a long moment, lips pressed into a thin line, brows furrowed. how could he even respond to that? it had arguably been one of the last things he’d anticipated cat to say. it wasn’t even like he could say the bitchass was wrong. “the fuck you know about curiosity?” that was a rather weak response, but it was better than simply going silent- because being silent would just mean that they won, in his eyes.

“...and quit fuckin’ pointing at me.”

nice one.

[ADDY.]

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— life had been fairly great- but he supposed that good things coming his way could only be short-lived. what sucked the most was that, usually, he didn’t let his guard down. he didn’t trust anyone easily, let alone people that tried to get close to him. but then things had taken a turn, changed while the redhead barely even realized it happened.

it all started with lucerne nouvel. the man had been odd. awkward. simply not even human. but something about him had weaseled its way into his heart, to the point where addy loved him.lucerne was the first person he’d trusted so whole-wheartedly. each day his love for him found new yet welcome limits. it had come to the point where the redhead had admitted his feelings to him, on a night where he thought he was going to die… only for his death to not come, and addy silently wishing he could’ve died then and there.

it would’ve saved the heartbreak he felt when he had realized that, no matter what he did, the people he trusted most would choose needles and a momentary high over him. every time.

he threw a stone across the water, watching it skip further out into the ocean before plunging beneath the surface.

then there was catalyst, who he’d trusted- only for it to be broken because they had been keeping a secret from the redhead. a secret that addy still didn’t know the answers to. did he want to know the answers, though? he wasn’t fairly sure.

salem… there had been promise, there. maybe a small part of him had trusted the other. though, when they had gone on that mission, he realized how little he truly did trust the man. if he couldn’t trust him to cover him… guess there wasn’t any trust then, huh?

then there were times where he couldn’t even trust himself. the infamous Those Days. where he’d feel depressed and barely even want to get out of bed. where his head was a war zone, and he felt worthless. and after it all he felt such anger for himself to sinking to this new low all alone. he was so angry.

That was why he stood at the beach, a bottle of beer in one hand, the other hand searching for rocks and other debris to throw into the ocean. It had started out as skipping stones, but then eventually became aggressively tossing items into the ocean. Life fucking sucked right now. He had to get it out of his system somehow.

[CATALYST]

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