I FOUGHT THE LAW--open, mako rutledge

[ashen]

Mako Rutledge
[sub]48 ☉ grunt ☉ maori[/sub]

The town was rather dilapidated, and there was a smell there like that of a morgue, but Mako kept walking without a change in pace. He was going to find a shelter and he was going to get some sleep for the first time in days. Mako was tired--but he was still alert. From underneath his mask, his dark eyes were on the lookout for any stray humans, and his well-attuned ears were also trained on anything out of the ordinary. The hefty figure was soon able to find a small apartment that was both empty and not too disgustingly filthy, and within an hour, he'd settled down, and let himself nap. He was a light sleeper--and he was out of the way enough he felt safe enough to take a small doze.

[Darky]

It was surprising that John was the first one to happen upon the man, but considering his luck maybe it wasn't that surprising. He'd been scavenging in the apartment complex for food and weapons, basically anything of value, when he noticed the sleeping form.

He rocked back and forth on his heels, not sure what to do. He grabbed a hangar, left abandoned on the floor of a closet, and used it to attempt to poke the sleeping form. He wasn't sure why he was messing with someone who could easily rip him in half, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.

[GUNSLINGER.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; font-size: 8pt;text-align: justify;color:#363636;line-height:115%"] well, this guy was dumb, that was for sure.

jamison rarely ever got into any of the buildings. he hated the enclosed walls, either brick or plaster, and feared that the structure would fall on him and crush him if he wasn't careful. not that the other bandlanders would care of his death, but it was still something that frightened him to no end. in a way that made him twitch and wiggle more than usual.

but there was something about this place that interested him.

maybe it was because hours before he had seen probably the most gorgeous bloke walk right into the place as if no one else lived there. okay, it was the only reason he was intrigued. frankly, the hulking man turned him on more than anything. he was just so... tall and round. yeah! that made sense. jamison always liked round people, so that was the most probable cause for him getting into a silent frenzy.

so when he saw john enter, he scrambled to his feet, scuttling after on his foot and peg leg clumsily.

"that ain't the best idea, mate." his hushed whisper sounded manic and excited, and he was frankly extremely ready to get his body ripped in half. if there was anyone that could kill him and he would love every second of it, it would be this stranger. so when the other poked him with the hanger, he did nothing to stop it, instead choosing to lick his chops and wriggle in place as he awaited for what was to happen.

fuck, he was ready.

//oops dont mind jamie hes a Dumb

[ashen]

Mako Rutledge
[sub]48 ☉ grunt ☉ maori[/sub]

Mako let out a low grunt, his bulk shifting as the hanger jabbed him in the stomach. He was a huge man, always had been--strong, fat, powerful--and a light sleeper. A hand, without warning, snapped up, grabbing the wrist of the man who'd poked him, and he was up, his breathing audible behind the dark mask. "..." Idiot. He wanted a nap, and of course--of course, not one but two had stumbled upon him. He was angry at the one with the metal hanger, tempted to just toss him out--and the second one was a sight. Tall, skinny, patchy hair, the boy looked almost like a dog, eager for a treat. Irritating, the both of them. "Get out." His voice was impossibly low, a bass that practically caused a rumble in the whole building.

//rip this post im not super used to writing him yet

[TATIANA]

track for now

[GUNSLINGER.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; font-size: 8pt;text-align: justify;color:#363636;line-height:115%"] the very second he heard that voice, jamison wanted to scream. it sent so many chills through his body, and it made his towering frame wriggle in place even more than usual. in fact, it nearly made him forget what the other was saying, which made him sit there in silence for a good ten seconds before he regained his bearings. "okay leaving!" jamison would nearly shriek, voice shrill and absolutely annoying as he turned tail and scuttled off. but he still didn't leave the room exactly. the towering male was peeking his head from behind the door, amber visuals staring as he waited for what was going to happen. was this guy gonna do some violent shit? was he gonna go after him?? jamison wished that if he went for him, he would rip him in half. fuck, that would be fuckin' cool.

but he had to keep himself in reality here. it wasn't the time to be thinking about getting ripped in half by a man with a voice deep enough to make him scream. it was time to be what jamie was-

an idiot worm that causes shit but runs away before he can get his ass beat.

a true hero he was.

[Sel]

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sel

F**king... damnit. John had been so good about not getting into trouble so far so that she didn't need to worry about stopping anyone from skinning his hide, but now he'd gone and disturbed some dude. Sighing under her breath, she stalked over to her manservant and completely ignoring Jamie, she shot a look at Mako. "Let go of him and we'll be on our way." Jesus Christ - did everyone but Tattiana completely dwarf her? She liked being small and everything, but Jesus, she didn't like having to fight people that were bigger, and if she was to keep up her end of the deal with John and if this guy decided to fight... well f**k.

This day was not going well for her.

[spoiler=Tags - Updated 1/25/17]General:
▪ Selena Felix | Sel or Lena depending on situation
▪ Biological female | Identifies as female | She/Her
▪ 23 years | Birthday is 12/18 | Real Time Aging
▪ Grunt of the Badlands

Relationships:
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual | Poly
▪ Single | Flirty
▪ NPC x NPC | No adopted kin
▪ Generally very friendly but not easy to become close with; flirty and defiant; loyalty is hard-earned and easily betrayed

Important Facts:
▪ Trained medic but prefers the war and/or social branches.
▪ Usually untrustworthy, everything is calculated, ambitious as f**k, nefarious motivations.
▪ Opinions, motivations and ambition are Sel's and Sel's alone and are not shared by her roleplayer.

Physical:
★ HUMAN | health: 100%
— She's small, but not too small, about 5'4" or so. Slender and always moving, pretty blue-green eyes with a mischievous glint in them and you know she's gonna get you into trouble. Dark hair, no doubt dark thoughts as well. Red lips curve into a lazy grin that reveals white teeth - they won't stay pearly for much longer, though, as she's often seen smoking.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

Personality:
— Sel is a very bold, competitive and stubborn person, with a wild side that is shown frequently as well as flirtatious tendencies. She is easily bored and is always on the lookout for adventure, with a spark of curiosity that she hopes will lead to what she seeks: adventure and romance. She seems to not be a very serious person and would rather have fun than be productive, and failing entertainment she can be quite productive and get quite a bit done. She's loud and lacks discipline. While Sel is irresponsible (and oddly bossy) and wild, she is very family-oriented and loves her family dearly. She is usually a cheerful, friendly person but she definitely has a passion for the weird, dark and creepy. She is somewhat vain and egotistical. She has her secrets and one of them is her intelligence and ability to collect information; most dismiss her as a dumb party girl (or something like that) and that's part of her cover, she has her fair share of sins and has to have a way of hiding them, and because she is a good liar and good actress, she succeeds.
— curious; friendly; bold; friendly; intelligent; brave; stubborn; competitive; flirty; sly and cunning; ambitious; wild; irresponsible; bossy; vain; arrogant/egotistical; cruel/sadistic; dark; deceptive

Interaction:
▪ Trained with knives and poisons | Medium physically | Hard mentally
▪ No kill/capture/maim without permission | Will kill/capture/maim with permission
▪ Prefers to fight with poisoned daggers | Relies largely on speed and agility
▪ To attack, [member=183]Sel[/member] and attack in underlined #440349

Links:
— Bio v.1
— Wip[/spoiler]

[ashen]

Mako Rutledge
[sub]48 ☉ grunt ☉ maori[/sub]

It was a bloody party, was it? Three people disturbing his rest was enough to make Mako annoyed, and to a point he really wanted to just hurl this one at the woman. That'd keep both of them at bay for a bit, maybe he could get a real nap. At least the tall one scrammed, but Mako could still see him--through the darkened eyeholes of his mask, he glared at the quivering Jamie. What was he doing? His annoyed curiosity meant he hadn't heard Sel's words, until he looked down--John was still in his grip and now she was telling him to let go.  Hah.

Then again, not letting go meant a fight--and he really was exhausted. So he released the boy, making a shooing motion with his hand--and again turned his gaze toward Jamie.

Hmph. Weird one.

[Sel]

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sel

Sel read his hand signal loud and clear, so she tried to grab John's other wrist and pull him away. "Come on Whiskers." She muttered, trying to tug him away from the scene. She shot a glance at Jamie, wondering if she should do something about him as well, but frankly she didn't care that much at the moment.

[spoiler=Tags - Updated 1/29/17]General:
▪ Selena Felix | Sel or Lena depending on situation
▪ Biological female | Identifies as female | She/Her
▪ 23 years | Birthday is 12/18 | Real Time Aging
▪ Warchief of the Badlands

Relationships:
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual | Poly
▪ Single | Flirty
▪ Crushing on Blake
▪ Would hook up with almost anyone in Flirtlands
▪ Lives with Mettaton | Hired John as her manservant
▪ NPC x NPC | No adopted kin
▪ Generally very friendly but not easy to become close with; flirty and defiant; loyalty is hard-earned and easily betrayed

Important Facts:
▪ Trained medic but prefers the war and/or social branches.
▪ Usually untrustworthy, everything is calculated, ambitious as f**k, nefarious motivations.
▪ Opinions, motivations and ambition are Sel's and Sel's alone and are not shared by her roleplayer.

Physical:
★ HUMAN | health: 100%
— She's small, but not too small, about 5'4" or so. Slender and always moving, pretty blue-green eyes with a mischievous glint in them and you know she's gonna get you into trouble. Dark hair, no doubt dark thoughts as well. Red lips curve into a lazy grin that reveals white teeth - they won't stay pearly for much longer, though, as she's often seen smoking.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

Personality:
— Sel is a very bold, competitive and stubborn person, with a wild side that is shown frequently as well as flirtatious tendencies. She is easily bored and is always on the lookout for adventure, with a spark of curiosity that she hopes will lead to what she seeks: adventure and romance. She seems to not be a very serious person and would rather have fun than be productive, and failing entertainment she can be quite productive and get quite a bit done. She's loud and lacks discipline. While Sel is irresponsible (and oddly bossy) and wild, she is very family-oriented and loves her family dearly. She is usually a cheerful, friendly person but she definitely has a passion for the weird, dark and creepy. She is somewhat vain and egotistical. She has her secrets and one of them is her intelligence and ability to collect information; most dismiss her as a dumb party girl (or something like that) and that's part of her cover, she has her fair share of sins and has to have a way of hiding them, and because she is a good liar and good actress, she succeeds.
— curious; friendly; bold; friendly; intelligent; brave; stubborn; competitive; flirty; sly and cunning; ambitious; wild; irresponsible; bossy; vain; arrogant/egotistical; cruel/sadistic; dark; deceptive

Interaction:
▪ Trained with knives and poisons | Medium physically | Hard mentally
▪ No kill/capture/maim without permission | Will kill/capture/maim with permission
▪ Prefers to fight with poisoned daggers | Relies largely on speed and agility
▪ To attack, [member=183]Sel[/member] and attack in underlined #440349

Links:
— Bio v.1
— Plot v.1
— Storage v.1[/spoiler]