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One didn't often get the pleasure of pissing off the top dog, and when Blake's eyes had him transfixed, his nervous grin was instinctive. Still, her words stung and as she headed off, ignoring him, Mettaton felt quite strained, and a bit humbled. Not a good feeling, and not one he planned to get used to.

The pit where a fire would soon be built was old, filled with ash and animal grease. Mettaton hated it, but he couldn't deny that dog meat was better than rat meat--and he knew he'd get some. He glanced at the worm, and smirked at him. Maybe he'd bring him some food later, maybe he'd find him later to give him a kicking. Metta wasn't a particularly violent man, as Badlanders went, but sometimes his anger built up--and when you weren't an idiot, you let that anger out on worms. Not Blake.

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[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | grunt


IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ cute
★ glam
★ has a stash of makeup

PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 90%
— 6'3'' & 195 lbs; slender torso but muscled, great posture but narrow shoulders. Long, thick black hair that's wavy and shoulder length, often tucked behind an ear, rarely in a ponytail. Often covering up the eyepatch over his right eye. Blue eyes and generally wears black, accented with pink, purple, and blue.
— [i]major injuries: (missing an eye, affects peripheral vision and depth perception)

PERSONALITY:
- mettaton has a huge fear of being genuinely hated, not cared about, not being good enough. he is pretty good at masking this but he has anxiety.

- mettaton has black hair and blue eyes, he's caucasian. he has two studs above his eyebrow and he wears very dramatic clothing as well as wearing makeup quite frequently, as he has compiled a stash. He is about six feet, three inches tall, and is pretty average of weight. He has one eye and wears an eyepatch.

- Mettaton is extremely dramatic, flamboyant, and glamorous. He loves making a statement--of any kind. He's friendly, though quite self-centered, and likes to use pet names a lot--notably, calling people 'darling' quite often. He gets extremely enthusiastic about quite a lot, and thinks of himself as above most earthly things. Though he can seem shrewd and is certainly intelligent and creative, he can be quite idealistic, naive, and even gullible, easily manipulated. It can seem hard to shake his confidence, but he can be made an unwitting pawn of someone's game if they know how to play him.


RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ npc x npc| generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest

INTERACTION:
★ interacts with literally everyone he sees + quite friendly, even flirtatious
★ difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + strength, speed, agility | - stamina
★ tends to negotiate, but if he feels that's impossible, he likes to make the first move
★ attack in bold #D600BA
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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[TATIANA]

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TATIANA DOGSWORTH [abbr=17 years old, cis female, badlands member, savage, salty, harsh, mean, open, fearless, she's a person, bisexual and biromantic]✨[/abbr]
I can do it like a brother
Do it like a dude
Grab my crotch,
wear my hat low like you

The seventeen year old had an unprofitable day at that current moment she didn't kill anything, she didn't find anything decent (well besides a new pack of gum), what was she suppose to fucking do about this.  She had to be the utter worse today, but she wouldn't let one soul know of that information at all.  No she's just ask like nothing at all was wrong, even act like she might have found something decent.  The girl though as usual had her baseball with her, while she several knives hidden over her body.  You'd think being dressed in her outfit you wouldn't be able to look, 'scary', but she didn't need other to think that she'll just show them.  The young member of the Badlands was dressed her usual apparel, a black shirt with a leather jacket, the leather jacket had the words 'sad kids 2k17' written on the back in sloppy paint, while her shirt was slightly ripped in places but in a nice look, her baggy shirt tucked into her black skirt as the length of the skirt was nice, going a little bit down her thigh almost over her knees.  She wore fishnets underneath the skirt as to not look too 'scandalous' but it just made it look more that way.  But she wore a scuffed up pair of black combat boots, the bottoms crusted with blood on them.  On both of her thighs though she had knives strapped to them, hidden from anyone to see, the only thing as a weapon goes that was visible was her baseball bat.  While her hair was down, she knew the flaw too having her hair like that, but obviously she didn't give one fuck about it.

The girl walked down the streets her eyes glimpsing around seeing if anyone was out and about, it wasn't till she heard the voice of others that her attitude changed a bit.  From bored and troublesome, to now sarcastic and troublesome.  She headed over to the direction of the voices to see the top dog, Blake.  God she was an inspiration, to be honest Tat had a girl crush on her, but of course who wouldn't Blake was awesome after all. 

"WHO'S HUNGRY?"

Tat's optics soon looked at the body of the dead dog, it wouldn't feed everyone, but that was the point, if you aren't strong enough you don't deserve a meal given out for free.  Meaning that you'd have to go find it yourself.  But if you can't do that you will die, and that is not anyone else's fault but yourself.  Walking over she then saw the scum known as Jamison.  The girl glared at him when suddenly he spoke, "all you bloody blokes ain't got no hospitality!"  Tatiana glared at him even more, if looks could kill he'd be dead by now.  "don't even know how to share!"

"Why don't you shut your dirty fucking mouth." She spoke talking to Jamison, walking too Jamison she skimmed rather close to him before she spat by his feet and walked past him too the rest.  Her green eyes sharp as she then stood next to Mettaton, someone she knew somewhat about and was someone that she could at least deal with.  She'd thank Blake a bit later, and congratulate her on her kill.

GENERAL
✨ Tatiana Dogsworth | Tat | Cis Female (she/her)
✨ Scorpio / 17 years old / ages in real life time
✨ Badlands
✨ Grunts
✨ Spotify playlist ✨

NOTES
✨ Born in what would be Russia, her father was a mobster in what would be Russia, had moved too the Badlands area, her mother left several years ago and left her in the hands of some members of the group, what a terrific idea right.
✨ She is a sort of baddie, grunge, little rebellious teenager, she is one with beating people up, pure in her appearance though, frequently ignoring people.
✨ She has a thick Russian accent, that is slightly rough, dominating, but very interesting to listen too
✨ Smells of a cigarette smoke.

PHYSICAL
✨ Petite, 5' tall, pale, and a smol teenager.
✨ Chloe Mortez Grace
✨ Injuries: scratches and bruises
✨ Aliments: 80%

PERSONA
✨ ESTP | The Rebellious Teen | The Fighter | Chaotic Good
✨ Loyal, salty, fighter, strong, stubborn, and defensive
✨ Cocky, tricky, will fight you I fucking swear, hot headed

RELATIONSHIPS
NPC X NPC
✨ Bisexual and Binromantic
✨ Single
✨ Friends:
✨ Crushes:
✨ Enemies:

INTERACTION

✨ dirty fighter, strong, and hard to beat
✨ address in BOLD
✨ attack in #640000
✨ can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful gestures 

[Sel]

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At Blake's nod, Sel moved swiftly to the fire pit and knelt beside it, taking out her lighter. She was pretty conservative with it, only using it when necessary, and had maybe a bit less than half the fuel in it. She quickly lit the fire, not leaving the lighter on any longer than necessary and tucking it away again, taking out a cigarette instead. She listened to the others speak, huffing with laughter at Loren and John's comments. Reaching down to light her cigarette, she nearly jumped and burned her already burned hands when the dog landed beside the fire, but kept her surprise contained and the near jolt was a mere twitch.

She put the cigarette between her mouth, then glanced up at Blake. Did the Top Dog want her to skin and cook this, or would she do it herself? She waited for a few moments, searching for some kind of signal while everyone else butted heads.

[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
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