bring the world to its knees | JOINING

[DYLAN,]

[align=center][div style="background:transparent;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:120%;"]In a way, Dylan had sort of hoped the guy was dead. The Badlands was a toxic environment if you didn't adapt quickly, and having all these injuries would make this guy a serious target. Unless he wasn't looking to join, then he would have trouble getting away alive. His dark eyes skimmed over the bleeding wounds curiously; after a few seconds of deep thought, he began to shrug off his backpack.

"This is the Badlands." The late teen said causally, unzipping the black bag he had always had. Even when he still lived with his family, Dylan had walked to school with this very backpack on his tiny twelve year old shoulders. Of course, over the years it had become worn in and ripped numerous times, but each time he - shamefully - attempted to sew it up. Since arriving to the Badlands a few years ago, he had managed to keep it in good condition. "I'm Dylan, that's Mettaton." The brown-haired boy nodded in the Warchief's direction, hoping that Mettaton didn't mind that he had given away both their identities. "What's your name?"

After digging around in his backpack for a few seconds, he pulled out a tightly ravelled bandage. The majority of his supplies were back in his apartments, stashed away in a hidden place in his bedroom in case he was robbed. He rolled it around in his hand before tossing it in the direction of D'avin. "Here, you need it more than I do."

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GENERAL |
& Dylan Phillip Hearst
& 19 years old | Born December 22nd | Capricorn
& Male | Bisexual (leans towards girls) | Single
& The Badlands | Grunt of War
& Completed bio is HERE!

BATTLE TAGS |
& Attack in BOLD BLACK or be ignored
& Hard in hand-to-hand combat | Much better with weapons
& Choice of weapon: Seekins precision full auto .223 rifle, although he has next to no ammo so nowadays he goes for a set of throwing knives.

APPERANCE |
& 6'0 in height with an equal proportion of arm, leg and body.
& Brown eyes | Brown hair | Light freckles across cheeks/nose
& Scar across the bridge of his nose | Scars across his back and limbs from past abuse
& Faceclaim is Timothy Granaderos | REFERENCE
& Both ear lobes are self-pierced, the left lobe is a sparkly stud and the other a black one
& On his right hand, located on the middle finger, he has a small tattoo of a match and on his ring finger he has another tattoo, this time of a knife
& Most of his outfits are his black hoodie, black jeans and tattered Adidas sneakers. During the summer he changes his hoodies for flannels.

RELATIONSHIPS |
& NPC x NPC [Parents names never mentioned]
& Twins with Maisie Hearst | Older brother to Genesis Hearst
& Single | ½ of ___
& Best friends with ___
& Enemies with his father

BRIEF HISTORY |
& All their lives, Dylan and his siblings had been beaten and abused by their father. When the power shut down, the Hearst family decided to stick to their family home and wait it out. One by one his two sisters and his mother panicked and fled; when it was just the two of them, Dylan and his father got into a fatal fight. He ended up accidentally killing his father with a broken vodka bottle and to hide the evidence, Dylan torched his own house. He then lived in New York for a few weeks, barely making ends meet and sticking with the gangs formed. After he got bored of the typical gang life, he ventured out into the rest of the country by himself.
& When he was sixteen, he made it to The Badlands. They were hesitant to accept him and he has been in the group ever since then. Most of the time he keeps to himself as he is haunted by his crime to his father and because he disagrees with unjust killing.