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Shadowing the other two, came the feral looking teen, she tended to follow around Jack the most - if only because he was the first to help her and thus the first she was inclined to trust, a friendly face so to speak - even if she had met the others, she still didn't know them well - she barely knew everyone's names and was too wary and skittish to approach most of them.

she stopped far enough back to be considered a simple bystander - which she preferred, she didn't like to stand out even if her odd clothing suggested otherwise in it's design but the colour said otherwise, black like the shadows and the night - better to blend in with.

briefly she flinched at the mention of murdering family, but the other sounded honest in his assessment of his father - she hated that thought though, family was meant to protect and care for each other, not, not hurt each other - she hunched in on herself slightly as she watched the back and forth between the lodge members and the new stranger.

[ OOC: jack collecting all the stray kids |D ]
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[font=Georgia]「 I, Have wondered about you, 」
where will you be, when this is through?

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[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]Tilting his head slightly when Johannes approached, he rose an eyebrow, and an almost cruel smirk spread over his face. Why did this guy seem so nervous? Was he... Scared of him? That was an entertaining thought to Hux. No one had really been scared of him before. Usually thanks to his small size and less than great fighting skills, they underestimated him and that usually led to them losing limbs. He said quietly, his eyes half lidded in an almost lazy curiosity despite the fact that there werre Still droplets of blood dripping off his glasses, "I'm fine. I assume he is fine. Who are you?" He said it rather bluntly, sounding almost bored. When Six approached, he let his icy blue gaze flick over to her and linger for a while, but then he looked back at Johannes, figuring Six didn't want to be bothered since she was staying away.
・゚★ ☾  IT WAS INSANE, THE WAY WE'D ROLL, YOU KNOW THE WORLD AT LARGE IS LIKE A LITTLE RAG DOLL. WE WERE THE BIG, BAD PITBULL.

GENERAL ★ TRY TO GET OUT, BUT WE JUST KEEP STICKIN' AROUND
armitage mora hux | armi, starkiller
cis male | he/him
15 years old | unknown birthday
flintlock lodge
no former ranks
speaks in bold, always mobile

OTHER ★ CUZ IT IS A VERY GOOD BAD THING WE'VE FOUND
fierce and smart, has a bit of a power complex
has army aspirations because of old stories from his father, admires soldiers fiercely
although he tries his best to be strong, he is actually very physically weak, and though he has good fighting skills, he is easy to pin
his father abused and berated him, so he is constantly holding himself to a very high standard, and is prone to panic attacks when anyone starts to tear him down

APPEARANCE ★ I AM IN PAIN TO SEE THIS GO, BUT WE WERE PUTTING A HOLE IN OUR HEARTS
tall, pale, and skinny, he's a rather fiery redhead, and has freckles all over his face and arms and legs. he's usually seen wearing a black turtleneck, and slightly stained jeans, and cracked glasses. he has many bruises around his chest and shoulders, and usually tries to keep as covered as possible, mainly because he gets embarrassed that he was ever weakened by someone.
physical health: 65%

PERSONALITY ★ WITH A POISON ARROW
determined | introvert | realist | poewer-hungry | strong
nervous | hot-headed | traumatized | quiet
anxious | sad | lonely | desperate
hard to befriend, and hard to get close to. he gets very nervous when others do get close to him, mainly because he thinks they'll hurt him
easily angered if his orders are challenged, and he likes being in charge
mental health: 55%

RELATIONSHIPS ★ IT WAS DERANGED THE WAY WE'D ROLL,
YOU KNOW THAT EVERYTHING AROUND WAS LIKE A LITTLE BITTY TOWN

homoromantic | a bit of a loner
homosexual | doesn't really have sex with anyone unless he's in love with them
single | no crush | [ 0 ] potential crushes
npc x npc | generation 1 | adopted by no one
trusts: no one
1/2 of n/a

INTERACTION ★ WE WERE THE OLD TORNADO
medium physically | extremrly easy mentally | attack in black
will initiate fights if angered | will fight back fiercely, especially if cornered
combat trained, will be extremely hostile if threatened
ask to maim/capture/kill
peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed
no weapons


「 the stars lean down to kiss you,
and I lie awake and miss you. 」
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[sup]played by firebird— updated 7/15/2017; everything added — links?[/sup]

• JOHANNES ANGELICUS || JOH/JOE (yo or jo pronounced)
• agender (he/him) / ace and greyromantic / single
• 28 && ages whenever i feel like it
• If you have any tropes or something, they go here??

• Generation _1_ / Olivia Durham x Mason Angelicus / parents deceased / Katja Angelicus (older sister) | Aida Angelicus (niece)
• Dictator of Flintlock Lodge
• No romantic relationships
• Friends with Rudolf, Rivals with Moksha
• Johannes is asocial and has a hard time chatting; though he doesn't dislike people exactly, he's anxious in conversation and has an anxious stammer. It's easy to knock him off balance. However he is rather placating in conversation and tends to just listen and agree.

• link to biography
• link to pinterest board
• link to playlist
• if you have any other links, put them here??


• HUMAN  | HEALTH: 90/100
• APPEARANCE: Johannes is 5'9'' and is built thick. He is stocky and looks fairly burly. He has a strong brow and most often is glaring or at least not smiling. He does have a few scars, but they aren't anything particularly noticeable.
• ACCESSORIES: He's always wearing as much clothing as possible. He likes the cold, but he's not fond of showing skin or being exposed in anyway.
• INJURIES: dogbite scar on left leg. No other prominent injuries at the time.

• BRUSQUE| QUIET | HELPFUL
• PERSONALITY, PARAGRAPH. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi. Nam liber tempor cum soluta nobis eleifend option congue nihil imperdiet doming id quod mazim placerat facer possim assum. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci.
• ANY DEVELOPING TRAITS OR INFORMATION GO HERE?? SMALL PARAGRAPH.
ran from his sister at 14 when she poisoned their parents, who were starving them
has pervasive developmental disorder

• 85/100 PHYSICAL | 60/100 MENTAL | 80/100 POWER DEFENSE | 65/100 P. OFFENSE
• Difficulty is determined on a basis of skill, with an opponent of the same size and life experience, and without the use of powers. Will obviously fluctuate with different opponents.
• STR: 9/10  PER:8/10 END: 9/10  CHR: 5/10 INT: 7/10  AGL: 6/10 LCK: 5/10 FOR OPPONENT OF SAME SIZE
• Talk more about this skills here.
• Nonviolent actions may be powerplayed. AND ANY ATTACK NOTES.


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✖ ✖ Because I can't make it on my own
johannes angelicus
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The look from the kid was a bit captivating; Johannes felt his nerves grow, as he chewed on his lip, opening his mouth for a few moments before he actually found the words. "I--I'm Johannes. Um. Good. We--there's..I mean--" That smirk made him uncomfortable. He didn't want to stare at it--and in fact, the dictator's eyes dropped, and he hooked one foot around his ankle, clearing his throat at the ground.
Sinking fast,
the weight chained to my feet
No time to argue
with belief
I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping
Faster than me
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