I CAN STAND MY OWN GROUND || private. leaders of all three groups.

[Sel]

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Sel stood silently behind Tat, waiting for the others to get there. She was just there to act as the Top Dog's bodyguard, though she didn't look like much. Maybe that was the point, she was small with a pretty, friendly face so they wouldn't be too bothered by her presence. And there shouldn't be any need to be bothered - but if there was she could take care of it. You never knew how these meetings could go... Huh, maybe that's why Tat brought her along, because she'd been to these types of things before. Whatever.

//quick shit track

[spoiler=Tags - Updated 2/27/17]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; observant; 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
— Bio v.2
— Plot v.1 (Badlands)
— Plot v.1 (TNW)
— Storage v.1
— 100 Oneshots[/spoiler]

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                  Johannes Angelicus
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[member=145]BRUCE H.[/member]

Johannes was on edge. This wasn't a normal trading expedition, and the normally friendly walls of St. Peters were more nerve-wracking than welcoming. He enjoyed coming here, usually--though he preferred the frigid climate of the Lodge, the opportunities here to bring home new books usually cheered him. But today, books were not on the agenda. He was here to meet with the two new leaders--and while the new 'top dog' of the Badlands set him on edge enough, he was also worried for the leadership of St. Peters. If this new legislator wasn't as inclined to do business with his lodge, they'd lose a valuable--no, a vital resource. He knew he'd do what he could to ensure their continued allegiance--but he couldn't promise himself that it'd be enough, and so he worried.

He hadn't come alone, though. Win had volunteered, and having him by his side made Johannes feel a bit less tense. He trusted the man for now, as far as he'd gotten to know him. He hadn't spoken much during the trip--only what was necessary, and frankly, most interactions didn't require speech. A gesture or grunt would do. Of course, as they'd gotten closer to the walls of the warehouse fortress, Johannes had felt himself bubble up more--going so far as to make small talk. His anxiety rarely manifested as such, but he knew he'd need to speak soon, and a warmup, as it were, might not have been a bad idea.

But here they were. Getting inside wasn't any trouble--he was known by the guards; even before he'd become dictator, he often came along on these trips. The place seemed as well-stocked as ever, if a bit quiet, perhaps. It was all as it should be, until he and Bruce stepped into the room Johannes remembered as where he spoke to the previous Legislator on business terms.

It was empty except for two women--well, one woman, and one who looked like she must be a teenager. She had her feet on the table, and immediately Johannes felt hostility rising in his chest. She looked belligerent, though she was primped and dressed far nicer than most these days. He wasn't sure if he felt defensive or disgusted--either way, his brows had furrowed, his arms folded, and he glanced around--these two looked together--were they missing someone? The second woman was small, but not as small as the first. She looked older, too, and at this point the dictator had no clue which could be the leader--it didn't make sense for someone so young to be in such a position, but neither did it fit for her to be a bodyguard.

He didn't speak. Instead, Johannes set himself by the wall, still staring at the two of them--sizing them up.

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★ JOHANNES ANGELICUS | JO | amab male
★ ace| aro
★ 28| dec/3 | real time
★ flintlock lodge | dictator

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ may have ASPD
★ has moderate issues with self-control and anger
★ not a good public speaker

PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 100%
— 5'10'' & 170 lbs;
— [i]major injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
-wip wop


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

INTERACTION:
★ stony and antisocial, will be courteous, often awkward
★ difficulty: 8/10 in battle | + strength,  stamina | - speed, agility
★ he won't hesitate to make the first move, and sometimes he can be recklessly angry
★ attack in bold #2E5C6B
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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[ARLO]

[BRUCE H]

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Bruce understandably hates the Badlands. Everything they stand for is absolutely abhorrent to him, and the each to their own way of thinking pisses him off. The most competent should rule, that he agrees with, but being strong means you take care of the weak, not abuse them. He'd spent a month there recovering with the deep cut on his thigh, though that wasn't something that he'd shared with anyone other than Dick. Most of his time had been spent alone, avoiding any interaction in case they found out the extent of his injuries, but what he had seen — god, he hated them all. Hated everything about the place. St. Peter's was marginally better, simply because this was the place that his brother had chosen as his home. It wasn't a bad place, particularly for a pack of rambunctious teenagers who needed structure, and Jason, who needed to prove himself. That doesn't make him any more interested in staying for long unless it was to trade. The walls caged him in, everything too similar to where he had lived for so long, and all the traumas that those walls contained. But despite the pain he'd endured, or perhaps due to it, he no longer bent under anyone's thumb.

Needless to say, it's too late for him not to feel trapped in dull gray silence, even as he walks through the interior with the confidence of someone who is well used to the surroundings. The building itself is unfamiliar, but there's no point in acting like it. Johannes knows where he's going, even though Win finds himself reluctant to rely on anyone's guidance. Wasn't that what this entire thing was, though? He was here to ensure his safety. Thankfully, the journey here had been uneventful, almost to the point of irritation. He was someone who had to be coaxed into speech, so perhaps it was best to travel with the similarly silent dictator, but he could hardly last ten minutes without his thoughts returning to home. The last time he'd left, it had been when he almost didn't come back. He would be doing his damnedest to make sure that this is no repeat. Despite the threat the Badlands posed, and the uncertainty that came with the shift in leadership here, Bruce deals in control.

So when he walks in the room, his gaze flicks over everyone else without any sign of an emotional reaction. They're stoic people, the people in the lodge. "No," he states, the word uttered flatly and firmly, though quietly, as he shuts the door behind him. "I'm with Johannes." And with that, the commander falls silent again, leaning up against the wall near the other man. It was strange to be allowed in as a bodyguard, but he recognizes the one that the Badlands leader had brought with her — Sel. Wonderful, that means she would recognize him too. There's a special iciness reserved for her as he waits for the meeting to continue. Now it's time for the real questions, the main one being why exactly this was called. New leaders in two groups meant upheaval in what they knew, that much was certain. Now it was just a matter of who would come out on top again. It was funny that his mind would jump that far without thought, but it was true, wasn't it? Dog eat dog.

[div style="width: 517px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9.3pt; line-height: 1.3;"][spoiler=ITS WORSE TO FINISH THAN TO START ALL OVER  /  INFORMATION  /  04/02/2017]‣ Bruce Gideon Holloway / Usually Introduced as "Win" / Cisgender Male / He/Him Only
‣ Gray-Biromantic Bisexual / 89% Monogamous / Very Possessive / Taken by Dick Holiday
‣ ½ Boysoldier [OTP] / Father and ⅙ of the Batfam [Dick, Damian, Camael, Megaera, Stevie]
‣ 24 Years / Feb. 19 / NPC x NPC; Deceased / Brother to Jason / Adoptive Father of Damian
‣ Commander of Flintlock Lodge / Sometimes Wanders?? / Biography [WIP] / Pinterest Board
‣ Main Character Tropes: Death Glare, Disapproving Look, and Faces Death with Dignity

‣ 6'3 & 180-210 lbs. | Muscular, solid build, well-defined and imposing but not overwhelming.
‣ Slightly wavy hair, between dark brown and soft black. A bit shorter on the sides and messy.
‣ Pale steely blue eyes. | Usually scowling or at least looking irritated. Will smile around family.
‣ Pale but overwhelmingly warm skin. Usually tanner and lightly freckled if exposed to the sun.
‣ Wears layers. Achromatic undershirt, long-sleeved work shirt, and a hoodie/black field jacket.
‣ Will ALWAYS wear a black promise ring on the ring finger of his left hand. Reference.
‣ 9mm pistol; carries holstered on his left thigh. | Strider SMF Framelock Folding Knife; favored

‣ Recently removed the stitches from his body and is now relatively healed. Sore, but healing.
‣ The long cut across his left thigh is mostly healed now, but may still tear with a lot of motion.
‣ Broken/bruised ribs that may make strenuous effort difficult. Fractured left arm; slow healing.

‣ Overall Attitude. [b]Broken Ace, Friend to Children, Deadpan Snarker, Defiant to the End.
‣ Abrasive, domineering, irritable. Tends to dislike taking orders from anyone he doesn't trust.
‣ Disciplined, and typically calm. Can sometimes seem blank or may hyper-focus on one thing.
‣ Oddly gentle, particularly with kids or teenagers who have been through some sort of trauma.
‣ Borderline playful with people that he actually likes; will tease and playing games with them.
‣ Measured, collected, steady. Holds himself and those around him to very high standards.
‣ Would die for a stranger, but can be particularly overprotective of his family and close friends.
‣ Can be incredibly charismatic when he wants something. Typically can't hold a conversation.
‣ Struggling to get his life back together. Paranoid, kind of bitter, and may self-isolate at times.

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                  Johannes Angelicus
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The room was full, and Johannes felt the space shrink, his own skin crawling with the proximity to his 'bodyguard' of the situation. Screw that--if it came to a fight, he could handle himself just as well as his commander, though perhaps the help would be appreciated. Not that it looked like there'd be much of a threat in most of the rest of the crowd. The blonde was a baby, her companion was fairly slight herself. The man who'd first spoken wasn't as small, but he looked to be well into his middle age. Johannes could easily take him. And then there was the last man in the room. Johannes didn't like the look about him. He hadn't spoken. Not that Johannes had, either, and he didn't want to. Granted, he couldn't get through this with silence. He knew that.

Still, his name was already in the open, as Win mentioned his allegiance, and the dictator gave a nod at the name, arms still folded. He almost expected the old man to say something more, but it was the young girl--Tatiana Dogsworth, who opened the proceedings.

He kept his dark eyes on her with a frown on his lips, not buying into her friendly exterior. She wanted something, and he couldn't very well refuse it without inviting more trouble. He knew she hadn't been the top dog behind the raids, but still--standing before a teenager who was responsible for a group that had nearly exterminated his home was hurting his pride, and he didn't like it.

A festival? He snorted--exhaling quickly through his nose, eyes rolling to the sky in an outburst he wasn't able to mask in time--and since no one had jumped to respond, Johannes knew he should speak. "You want--you want this to be....a peaceful.....event. For all of us."


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[spoiler=info — updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ JOHANNES ANGELICUS | JO | amab male
★ ace| aro
★ 28| dec/3 | real time
★ flintlock lodge | dictator

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ may have ASPD
★ has moderate issues with self-control and anger
★ not a good public speaker

PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 100%
— 5'10'' & 170 lbs;
— [i]major injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
-wip wop


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

INTERACTION:
★ stony and antisocial, will be courteous, often awkward
★ difficulty: 8/10 in battle | + strength,  stamina | - speed, agility
★ he won't hesitate to make the first move, and sometimes he can be recklessly angry
★ attack in bold #2E5C6B
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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[TATIANA]

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