lamb to a slaughter && joining

[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]never one to back down from a party, once he caught word of a certain casino he knew he had to see for himself. rumors and ghost stories were spoken to him in hushed voices about the place in which it resides yet it was not enough to deter him from going on his adventure. there wasn’t much anyone could do to keep him from changing his mind if it’s already been made up. he wanted to see just who these people really were, and if they actually used the casino for, well, casino purposes. he was lookin’ for a good fight.

a trail of smoke slipped out from the stranger’s parted lips, becoming fainter as it grew higher into the air. a lit cigarette was flicked to the ground and with the toe of his old, ragged boot he would squash the light out. coming upon the hillside entrance he stopped, taking a look at the few people he could see wandering about. the unnamed name crossed his arms across his chest and leaned his shoulder against the wall with a cheeky little grin across his face. he was clad in a black button up paired with a pretty ragged and torn jean jacket, which was covered in pins and patches of long gone bands (some he didn’t even know, he just liked how they looked). his jeans, which were once a darker blue, were noticeably faded in many places, and patches were attached via botched stitching to cover any tears.

truly a man who cared about first impressions.

[JULIETTE]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; letter-spacing: .6px;"]it didn't take long after the administration taking over the badlands for word about the casino spreading like a wildfire throughout the new world. even during the aftermath of an apocalypse, the talk of lavish parties and the various high quality substances they had been producing and acquiring had caught everyone's attention to the point where there were new faces walking into the territory seemingly everyday. juliette, of course, ate up all of the attention she could, prideful over the kingdom she had built up from the ground with laurent and teddy.

she had been enjoying the festivities with the rest of them for the night, victor offering to watch the kids while they slept since he wasn't thrilled with the big group of people that would crowd the casino. as usual, juliette was dressed in a short pink dress and her usual black fur coat, expensive jewelry and other accessories pulling her attire together. she had stepped out of the casino for air and was standing outside of it in a group of people, two of which consisted of the stronger members as bodyguards, who laurent and teddy insisted she had around. she acted as if it was a bother to need people around, but it wasn't hard to see that she enjoyed the attention the idea of bodyguards brought.

it wasn't long before people spotted someone lingering in the distance, juliette's attention quickly focusing in on who they were talking about. normally, she would leave things like this to the other two, but since she was the one currently around it didn't take her awhile before she started her way over, some of her entourage following after.

"you've made it to the badlands. is there anything i can help you with?" she asked, ending it with a sickly sweet false smile in true juliette fashion.

[spoiler= tags, updated 6/11/2022]◜NOW I BREATHE FLAMES ┊ EACH TIME I TALK◞
&. ❝ juliette monet knope ❞ |  juli , jules | female [ she/her ] .
&. 26 years old . | december 9th ; sagittarius .
&. 1/3 of the administration of the badlands .

◜MY CANONS ALL FIRIN' ┊ AT YOUR YACHT◞
&. graceful , intelligent , unassuming , arrogant , clever , affectionate , vain , elegant , respectful, well-mannered , shallow tendencies , calculative , relaxed , bold , manipulative .

◜ THEY SAY MOVE ON ┊ BUT YOU KNOW I WON'T ◞
&.  five foot two & one and hundred four pounds ; reference
↳ soft , long blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back ; normally seen in nice curls ; falls into a middle part
↳ hazel eyes ; either more green or more brown in different lighting ; long and full eyelashes that add a doll-like effect
↳ diamond face shape ; slightly pointed chin and pronounced jawline ; multiple beauty marks ; full lips
↳ petite ; not a lot of muscle
↳ always well-groomed and dressed nicely

◜AND WOMEN LIKE ┊ HUNTING WITCHES TOO ◞
&.  [ 9/10 ] physically  |  [ 8/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ hard ] | difficulty w/ melees [ medium ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ weak ]
↳ has really good aim with both guns and knives . quick and sneaky on her feet but once you get ahold of her it's pretty much game over for her unless she can wiggle herself free .
&. attack in bold #B9978B | [member=122]finny[/member] | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .

◜DOING ALL OF YOUR ┊ DIRTIEST WORK FOR YOU◞
&. [ 3 ] weapons | [ 0 ] armor pieces | [ 0 ] consumables | [ 0 ] aid items | [ 1 ] misc .
↳ one small pistol .
↳ one butterfly knife .
↳ one set of brass knuckles .
↳ almost always carries a lighter on her person .
↳ has a bengal cat named delphine .

◜IT'S OBVIOUS THAT WANTING ME DEAD ┊ HAS REALLY BROUGHT YOU TWO TOGETHER◞
&. auguste rousseau x monet rousseau | the second eldest out of five siblings .
↳ gabriel rousseau , 29, in the badlands
↳ amelie rousseau , 23 , in the badlands
↳ manon rousseau , 23, in the badlands
↳ victor rousseau , 20 , in the badlands
&. pansexual & panromantic ; mongamous . | has never been in love until laurent , use to be very noncommittal .
↳ killed her ex fiance when he tried to kill her best friend romeo .
&. in a relationship ; married to laurent knope .
↳ has twin sons named julien gabriel knope & james sébastien knope who just turned two years old . recently also gave birth to another set of twins in december , two girls named laurie dianne knope & léna eloise knope .
↳ sister-in-law to theodore knope .
[/spoiler]

[vesania.]

♔  Vesania had been in Badlands for nearly a year now, having adjusted quite well into the group. He was quick to adjust, but going from being a leader to just another commoner was a bit more difficult to shift with. His ego was very highly flared still, sometimes bossing people around when he had no place to do such. Often, his bossing would end up in a rather rough punch to the mouth, which, of course, the man only enjoyed, and frequently would encourage more than just a pop in the jaw. To see the albino man nursing a new wound was not an uncommon sight to see, and with his older brother hovering behind him.

♔  Frankly, Ves thought that Axel following him around to make sure he didn't get in trouble was awfully fucking irritating, and he'd find himself sneaking away from that overprotective gaze. Currently, he was doing just that, sneaking out of the casino for, likely, a smoke, fumbling with a lighter and a cigarette he plucked out of someone's pocket on the way out. He glanced up to see Juliette and froze in his spot, watching with careful eyes as she seemed focused on something else in the distance. Ves continued to fight with the cigarette until it finally lit up. He tossed the lighter to the ground, the expensive metal clanging as it bounced off the pavement and into the bushes. The albino inhaled, taking in a sharp drag, and followed Juliette and her little group, trailing behind.

♔  Ves noticed there was someone hiding--well, it looked like they were hiding, to the albino--noting how they were leaning against the wall. He stopped and leaned back, taking another drag from the cigarette before holding it between slender fingers, tilting his head. There was something about this stranger that made him hesitate, but he wasn't quite sure what it was. Instead, he slowly turned those red eyes to Juliette, curious to see her motives.

♔  "TEXT!"

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/06/22]
general
> vesania bielschmidt | ves, vessie
> male ;; he/him
> 28 years ;; ages real time ;; april 18th
> badlands ;; loner / previous los santos leader

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; situs inversus, the reverse/mirroring of major organs

appearance
> long, white hair ; pink-red eyes ; rather thin, small shoulders and wider hips ; 6'01" ; 160 lbs
> tattoos on his whole body, including face ; piercings all over body as well, including ears, left eyebrow, nose, tongue, chest, naval, and other spots ; forked tongue ; sharpened canines
> wears a patchy, old vest with a fur collar ; ripped skinny jeans ; no shoes
> carries a picture of his brother ; some pocket change ; possibly a flask
> important things to note ;; ves has albinism

personality
> very laid back and flirty ; he is easy-going and likes to make jokes ; hides a lot about himself ; really difficult to gain his trust ; just as easily to lose it ; doesn't settle well if he is getting bad vibes from somebody ; very childish when he trusts someone ; bit of a goofball ; very blunt when talking ; not worried about how his words may affect someone ; suspicious of people he first meets ; starts things if he knows he's gaining something from it
> adhd ; ptsd
> plays with his hair often ; blinks really hard during conversations ; is unable to make eye contact

relationships
> pheobe bielschmidt x henry bielschmidt ;; pheobe - m.i.a ; henry - deceased
    > henry passed in freak accident
    > pheobe went missing at scene of the crime
> axel bielschmidt ; chris bielschmidt ;; axel - alive ; chris - deceased
    > chris passed away due to an illness
> pansexual ; demiromantic
> no known crushes

interaction/confrontation
> easy mentally | medium physically
> has no filter | ALL IC OPINIONS
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in italics
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]oh, brother. what, is this place filled with rich snobs or something? he had yet to fully comprehend the complexity of the badlands in that moment, and the people who ran the place. to him, the whole bodyguard thing was enough to make him snicker just slightly, his hand raised to hide the stupid smile. ol' shep found the idea of bodyguards ridiculous, but then again he was also someone who didn't need them unlike some people who did. very "the world revolves around me" type energy.

he spared vesania a glance, looking him up and down. "yeah, i'm lookin' for a good time," he responded, still checking ves out. if a fight were to break out, somehow, he had to make sure he knew who he was going to be up against. he already had a rather fresh wound from a week prior, he wasn't ready to die just yet. shepherd looked back at juliette with a faux smile, an attempt to come across more friendly than he seemed.

"shepherd's the name, ma'am."

[Shiloh !]

text

SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]After being a member of the Badlands for more than a year and rising somewhat in the ranks, Salem felt an obligation to go to parties and promote her businesses, both legal and illegal. Of course, her way of promoting them was abruptly changing whatever discussion she was having with the guests over to tea and cigars, which usually led nowhere and left Salem feeling embarrassed. Needless to say, she wasn't a huge party person.

So, after having her fill of schmoozing for the night, she snuck out of the casino, lighting up a cigar and sticking it in her mouth. Upon exiting, she realized that there was a newcomer who was surveying Juliette and Ves. He seemed a bit too chipper for this place, bright eyed and bushy tailed.

Salem wordlessly exhaled a plume of smoke. This place will break him.

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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[vesania.]

♔  This place will break him.

♔  Oh, it would break him alright, and Ves would make sure of it, if he needed to. He raised a corner of his mouth, putting the cigarette in between his fangs as he noticed the newcomer looking him up and down. Ves copied him, his own eyes sizing up Shepherd - though, with Ves, it wasn't easy to tell if he was sizing him up to see if he was a threat, or checking him out. For a good time? Ves would gladly give him a good time, smiling around the cigarette, his tongue playing with the end in his mouth. He exhaled and took the cigarette out of his mouth. He tapped the ashes off the end and inhaled one more time before he let the smoke escape parted lips, also escaping his nose. He then snuffed it out against his palm.

♔  "Well, hello, Shepherd."

♔  Ves greeted this newcomer, dropping the crushed cigarette and offering the ashy hand to the other man, sparing a quick glance at Juliette. If she wanted him to do anything about this stranger, he would gladly. Like a bullet. All she needed to do was squeeze the trigger.

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/06/22]
general
> vesania bielschmidt | ves, vessie
> male ;; he/him
> 28 years ;; ages real time ;; april 18th
> badlands ;; loner / previous los santos leader

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; situs inversus, the reverse/mirroring of major organs

appearance
> long, white hair ; pink-red eyes ; rather thin, small shoulders and wider hips ; 6'01" ; 160 lbs
> tattoos on his whole body, including face ; piercings all over body as well, including ears, left eyebrow, nose, tongue, chest, naval, and other spots ; forked tongue ; sharpened canines
> wears a patchy, old vest with a fur collar ; ripped skinny jeans ; no shoes
> carries a picture of his brother ; some pocket change ; possibly a flask
> important things to note ;; ves has albinism

personality
> very laid back and flirty ; he is easy-going and likes to make jokes ; hides a lot about himself ; really difficult to gain his trust ; just as easily to lose it ; doesn't settle well if he is getting bad vibes from somebody ; very childish when he trusts someone ; bit of a goofball ; very blunt when talking ; not worried about how his words may affect someone ; suspicious of people he first meets ; starts things if he knows he's gaining something from it
> adhd ; ptsd
> plays with his hair often ; blinks really hard during conversations ; is unable to make eye contact

relationships
> pheobe bielschmidt x henry bielschmidt ;; pheobe - m.i.a ; henry - deceased
    > henry passed in freak accident
    > pheobe went missing at scene of the crime
> axel bielschmidt ; chris bielschmidt ;; axel - alive ; chris - deceased
    > chris passed away due to an illness
> pansexual ; demiromantic
> no known crushes

interaction/confrontation
> easy mentally | medium physically
> has no filter | ALL IC OPINIONS
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in italics
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]seemed to be a decent amount of smokers around this area. he watched as ves put the cigarette out and faked a sad pout. “not even offering me a drag. how disappointing,” shepherd would say, unable to hide his big toothy grin for too long. he shoved his hands inside of his jacket pockets and used his shoulder to push himself off the wall. play it chill; if they assumed he was calm (which he was) then he could probably make his stay without any sort of issue.

“what kinda cigar is that, hun,” he addressed salem next, this time inquiring about the cigar that was lit between her teeth.

[Shiloh !]

text

SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]Hun? This outsider was awfully ballsy. Not one single person had called her that: not even Teddy, the man who put on the biggest ladies-man façade in the land.

She wasn't anybody's hun.

At his question, she turned her attention towards the street. It was getting late, and she had better things to do. Juliette was here to take care of things if trouble broke out, and she figured it was probably past Jasper's feeding time. So, without a word, she turned away from the crowd and strode off.

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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