[ gonna be the king someday ] joining, open

[DoI]

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never had his legs carried him so far, so fast. it had been a mad dash out the front door with his dad screaming at him to get back there and 'face him like a man'. when he had kept running, he had heard the sound of the shotgun being fired, and three of the pellets had graved his cheek and jaw. how he had gotten so lucky was a mystery to him, but he just kept running and running until he couldn't anymore. he had long since lost track of time, having left just after dinner, and it was nearly pitch black outside now. he hated the darkness, but he didn't want to stop running in case his father was right behind him-

a shriek left him as he tripped over something in the darkness, something he couldn't make out, causing him to fall right on his face, busting his lip and probably breaking his nose. blood gushed from his nose, but he didn't much care. he didn't care about the pain on his cheek, nose, or lip, he just wanted to get as far away as possible, but he could hear foot steps coming his direction. he was so disoriented that he couldn't even tell how fast he was.

he had quickly crawled behind a car, but whoever saw him would surely catch the reflective shine of his broken watch. he couldn't help the tears that built in his eyes, seeming to know that it was his father, he was so sure of it, so he held back what tears hadn't fallen and pursed his lips as hard as he could to keep for making any noise. he didn't even breath, fearing that whoever was coming his way might hear that too.

[CATALYST]

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In their life, they had fled from many things. Usually it was in the dead of night to hopefully avoid detection, precisely so running wouldn't be necessary. Cat wasn't someone that liked to sweat - they never had been. But in the wee hours of the morning when they finally ran away from home, hoping that their bullies were asleep in bed and that their mother didn't notice them gone, they had ran. They ran until they joined up with the Young Rogues, a group of violent, adult-hating children that roamed around, consuming everything in their path.

Two years later, when Cat left them, they didn't run. When they were eighteen, leaving Mourningstar behind, they walked. By then they were armed, feared, and more dangerous than anyone that might try to stop them. They took life at their own pace, and that suited them quite well. It had to be a pretty good reason if they were running.

A shriek in the night? Definitely worth checking out, not something to dilly dally over, but still not something that sent them running. (God, dilly dally? Were they turning into their mother?) You'd think on a midnight walk they'd come more prepared than just a lighter, but they liked the darkness, and the glow of the lighter. Now that they flicked it on, anyway, they hadn't been walking around waving the lighter around - they knew this place like the back of their hand.

"Who's there?" They called, peering through the darkness, their free hand slipping into their pocket. Just in case.

[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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[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]that voice was unfamiliar. never once had he heard a voice like that, and for once, he was so glad to have found a stranger. this person who had come to investigate, they held a lighter, which didn't make him feel much better- he hated fire, didn't want anything to do with it, but this person had lit it and they were his only chance at survival right now. he had to muster all of his courage, hands trembling against his chest as he took a deep breath.

"p.. please don't hurt me." he squeaked out, eyes wide as saucers as he peaked out from behind the car. "i-i didn't mean to scream, s.. uh..." he paused, really not wanting to say something wrong. maybe this person didn't like being called sir, he knew his uncle didn't, but he couldn't quite tell if this stranger was the type or not. they seemed tough.. tougher then him, at least.

[CATALYST]

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Oh jesus, it was a kid. A really messed up kid. He needed a doctor, like, now. "I'm not gonna hurt you." They weren't actually a big fan of senseless violence for the sake of violence. Or attacking a weaker opponent. Not even just a younger opponent - the Young Rogues had taught them quite well the capabilities of the "innocent" - just a weaker one. Someone that couldn't fight back. "You need a doctor, get up." Harsh, but they weren't exactly known for their bedside manner.

[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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[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]if he hadn’t been horrified already, he certainly was now. pushing himself to his feet, he would would use his sleeve to wipe the blood running from his nose and wince at the stinging of his busted lip. his eyes trailed up to glance over cat’s face, hesitating. “o-okay.. i-im tinny.” he introduced softly, not wanting to be rude.

[ADDY.]

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— the shriek hadn’t really alerted addy too much. if anything, he had figured it was some dumbass freaking out over some menial thing. that still didn’t stop him from sauntering over towards the sound, hands in his pockets and a faint curiosity. as he had reached the scene, he didn’t even feel that surprised to see that catalyst had already beat him there. they always seemed to be one step ahead of him. the redhead went over to their side, looking at them first before looking at the newcomer.

a kid. when had there been a child here since mo had arrived? his nose was bleeding and he had a bloodied lip… “the hell happened to him?” he questioned catalyst. now children were sort of a new territory for addy. while he had sometimes pondered being a father figure in someone’s life, he tended to stay away from any child he happened to come across. guess it was a little too late to avoid this interaction, though. a question directed at tinny; “where are your parents, kid?”

[DoI]

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]someone new had decided to show up, a red haired man who didn't seem too keen that who he had found was.. well, him, though he didn't know why. maybe he was worried, but tinny was no good at reading people. he help but squeeze his fists closed anxiously, staring up at addy as the questions were asked. his parents.. well, that was a bit of a long story, a painful one, too. "away." was all he could muster at this point, voice weak and wary. he didn't want to go back to his father, he had no clue who his mother was, and his brother had long since left him and his brother both.

[capt. salem]

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

tw: mentions of violence, death/murder, mercy killing ig

Salem had never run in darkness, only in light. He'd run from his parents in broad daylight, following his brother's footsteps to a brighter future. When his brother was executed, it was with the sun at his back. And when Salem finally got kicked off his crew, he left in daylight too.

Darkness had always been Shire's thing, not Salem's. And yet out here he was, tracking down the childish shriek because some stupid part of him told him that he needed to make sure whatever child was out here wasn't going to die alone and in agony. Best to put them out of their misery if they wouldn't be able to pull through the night.

But instead Salem walked up upon a few people, crowding around a clearly fearful little boy. "Here, clean yourself off." Salem said, pulling out a canister full of semi clean water; he'd boiled it before he'd put it in there, at least. "Parents away? That sucks. Do we need to worry about what hurt you?" Straight into business; if whoever attacked this "Tinny" was still around, it'd be best to catch them quickly.

[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]

[ADDY.]

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— addy knew walking into that question that there was a chance the child’s parents weren’t around. in this new world it seemed that only a few people still had their parents around. most of them around here had lost their parents, either by not knowing their whereabouts - like addy’s dad - or by them dying - like addy’s mom. either way as the kid quietly answered that they were “away,” the redhead knew not to push it much farther than that. he wasn’t a complete fuckin’ asshole.

and now salem was there. the man had to be better with children than addy - not that it was saying much, but it at least was better than only having catalyst as the only one around that was good with kids. it made addy feel better about himself; he wouldn’t have to stick around with the tyke for too long. salem did ask a good question,  at least. the redhead turned his gaze around the place, mumbling, “i don’t see anything around here.” kids. always getting scared about nothing.

//sorry for this short post i just felt the need to post Something

[CATALYST]

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His name was Tinny? Alright, fair enough, they had a weird-ass name too. "Cat." Then Addy was appearing, asking what had happened to him. "Why you asking me, how the fug would I know?" Okay, they were the type to get as much information on any given situation as possible, but still... They'd just gotten here. It was a good question, as was the one about Tinny's parents whereabouts.

Oh. That was easy enough to understand, wherever his parents were, it had traumatized the kid. Whether it was the parents' actions or what happened to them, they couldn't be sure, but they weren't gonna push the subject. Salem arrived next, giving the kid a canister of what Cat really hoped was water. You never could be sure with him. He also posed a good question, which Addy was just dismissive enough to get their attention back on him. "Did you sweep the area?"

//this is real bad I'm sorry

[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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