EVERYBODY LINE UP, THE SHOW IS ABOUT TO START-OPEN, HUNTING

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Standing in the square with his knife at his hip, hair back in a ponytail, and decidedly less glittery clothing than usual, Mettaton had finally taken it upon himself to start with his duties as headhunter. "All right, everyone--" He shouted, grinning. "We're going on a hunt--It's been too long since we've had a good feast, so I want every grunt who can to help." He sighed. "We'll be out all day." He wasn't looking forward to this, really, but what could you do?

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[spoiler=info — updated 1/25/17]
[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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[WOLFSBANE,]

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Upon the familiar vocals of Met, the feminine slunk forward from like that of a liquified shadow, hands held upon her hips as she came to take a stand. Heavy boots signaling her approach as a smirk angled upon her nectarous features. Rough fingers caressing the jagged machete blade that hung dangerously from the tightened fist of her left hand. It's aged surface bloodied with past hunts carried a story of it's own as she unlatched her jaws. Tanned skin dusted with bits of dirt as a pair of wild spectacles stood striking against her surface. [color=#AF6332]"I'll tag along," Roman stated with a devilish glint of the eye. It was about time she chose where she belonged in the matter of grunts, after all, the militant was a brilliant hunter, however, she still found herself choosing.

[spoiler=tags 1/30]
[color=#AF6332]GENERAL — manipulative
Romanova Bane | “Ro, Roman”
She / her | Female | Bisexual | Grunt
21 | January 26th | ENTJ  “The Commander”
[color=#AF6332]INFORMATION — blunt
Manipulates with ease
Kills without regret nor mercy
Carries a machete & multiple knives
Inspired by "The 100"
APPEARANCE — sarcastic
Romanova, a huntress of many talents enveloped within the art of battle as the militant finds war a rather interesting prospect, mainly because she excels as the art of battle and defense and enjoys the calculation that it carries. The grunt is known for her calculation after all, as her analyzation and quick thinking allows for graceful manipulation and finds ease in lying. With a cold heart and ruthless stare, the young adult considers herself rather merciless, however, she can find fairness in the slightest of situations. Despite her harsh exterior and sharp-tongue, Romanova is actually quite kind. Amusement seeping into her dappend soul like sweet cocoa butter and sarcasm enveloping her tongue with nectar- it isn’t too hard to make friends. However, with intimidation, she tends to draw them away, because she does in fact, bite.
PERSONALITY — cold
The female is of Russian and Brazilian decent, allowing for her tanned skin to radiate like the warmth of summer sunshine, her lips plump and her as soft as webbed silk. However, don’t be fooled, she is no ray of sunshine. Romanova’s thick brown hair cascades down the small of her back, usually held in a rather messy manner. With dark brows framing her features, it allows Roman’s silver spectacles to come of brilliance from her feminine almond-eyed stare. Faint freckles outlining the apples of her cheeks and cross bridge of her nose coccoon her skin. Long legs pedestooling the warrior at a height of 5’5 allow for a lean body and defined muscles to make of note. The goddess is usually found wearing darker colors. Tight black pants worn with gun straps about both thighs allow for maneuverability as a wolf pelt drapes over the side of one shoulder for warmth. A black parka worn just about all the time clings to her scarred skin paired with dark leather boots.
RELATIONSHIPS — direct
SINGLE | [ 0 ] crushes
npc x npc
CONFRONTATION — humble
Extremely hard physically | Medium hard
Can power play peaceful or nonviolent actions
Message for plots
Attack in bold #AF6332

[GUNSLINGER.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; font-size: 8pt;text-align: justify;color:#363636;line-height:115%"] well, jamison was both too slow to hunt, too noisy to hunt, and wasn't even a grunt in the first place. so when he heard the call from the ever present mettaton - really though. where hasn't he seen him? - he would simply slink from the shadows, huge amber pupils staring at the two before he would squeal "pass!" before he shrinking back away again, scooting up against a wall and sitting down. he would rather just stick with scavenging, really.

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Well, this was irritating. No wonder Tati and Sel had taken on warchief. Apparently, no one could be bothered to help feed them all. Nice. He was in a bit of a sour mood, but at least gave the huntress a wry smile. "Looks like we might be alone, gorgeous." He shrugged, stepping down and checking his knife. "I'm afraid we haven't really met--I'm Mettaton."

At Jamie's exclamation, Metta glared at him. "Lazy."

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[spoiler=info — updated 1/25/17]
[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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[Darky]

"Nobody likes hunting for other people." John said as he walked up, hunting spear strapped to his back. He looked at Mettaton, his gaze cold and bored. He'd tag along, solely to see if Mettaton could actually handle his job.

His gaze traveled to Romanova, a stranger. He didn't know who she was or what her motives were, but he wasn't going to be a dick to her just because he didn't know her; he'd decide on his own whether or not to trust her.

"You don't mind if I come too, right?" John asked bluntly while wondering silently if the Headhunter would publicly deny his help; it'd be entertaining, that was for sure.

[WOLFSBANE,]

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The female's silver stare traversed over the masculine momentarily in interest before a smile crooked at the angles of her lips upon his statement [color=#AF6332]"Great turn up," Roman mused with a sarcastic flash of the eye, as the hunting patrol lacked a few bodies before continuing. "Pleasure Mettaton- Romanova," the woman introduced bluntly. Harsh gaze turning upon the exterior of a new figurine upon the group, she offered him a curt nod in greeting, cold features remaining void of emotion as she calculated him momentarily before her focus returned upon the Headhunter. Surely he wouldn't mind another member, unless they had history, which could be interesting to say the least.
[spoiler=tags 1/31]
[color=#AF6332]GENERAL — manipulative
Romanova Bane | “Ro, Roman”
She / her | Female | Bisexual | Grunt of Prey
21 | January 26th | ENTJ  “The Commander”
[color=#AF6332]INFORMATION — blunt
Manipulates with ease
Kills for pleasure & sport
Ashen face paint smeared over her features
Outstanding hunter
Inspired by "The 100"
APPEARANCE — sarcastic (fc)
Romanova, a huntress of many talents enveloped within the art of battle as the militant finds war a rather interesting prospect, mainly because she excels as the art of battle and defense and enjoys the calculation that it carries. The grunt is known for her calculation after all, as her analyzation and quick thinking allows for graceful manipulation and finds ease in lying. With a cold heart and ruthless stare, the young adult considers herself rather merciless, however, she can find fairness in the slightest of situations. Despite her harsh exterior and sharp-tongue, Romanova is actually quite kind. Amusement seeping into her dappend soul like sweet cocoa butter and sarcasm enveloping her tongue with nectar- it isn’t too hard to make friends. However, with intimidation, she tends to draw them away, because she does in fact, bite.
PERSONALITY — cold
The female is of Russian and Brazilian decent, allowing for her tanned skin to radiate like the warmth of summer sunshine, her lips plump and her skin as soft as webbed silk. Dirt is usually spotted upon her features from usual hunting excursions as do the scars that litter her body. However, don’t be fooled, the girl is no ray of sunshine. Romanova’s thick brown hair cascades down the small of her back, usually held in a rather messy manner. With dark brows framing her features, it allows Roman’s silver spectacles to come of brilliance from her feminine almond-eyed stare. Faint freckles outlining the apples of her cheeks and cross bridge of her nose coccoon her skin. Long legs pedestooling the warrior at a height of 5’5 allow for a lean body and defined muscles to make of note. The goddess is usually found wearing darker colors. Tight black pants worn with gun straps about both thighs allow for maneuverability as a wolf pelt drapes over the side of one shoulder for warmth. A warn furred parka worn just about all the time clings to her scarred skin paired with dark leather boots.
RELATIONSHIPS — direct
SINGLE | [ 0 ] crushes
npc x npc
INVENTORY — annoyed
x1 horse
x1 machete
x3 throwing knives
x1 canteen
x1 pack of matches
CONFRONTATION — humble
Extremely hard physically | Medium hard
Often shows mercy
Can power play peaceful or nonviolent actions
Message for plots
Attack in bold #AF6332

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Mettaton shrugged, his nod returning hers. "The pleasure's all mine, my dear." He turned, eyes already narrowing, but with this new acquaintance by his side, he was able to easily keep his composure. "If you come with me, this food is going to everyone. Not just you. Come if you want--I'm sure Sel would be glad to see you contributing." His chance to prove his skill to John? He would take it gladly. Today was a day for professionalism. So what if only three people were going to hunt? He'd do a damn good job.

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[spoiler=info — updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | headhunter


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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[Sylmae Winzor]

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Sylmae shifted her small frame as she moved forward, feet silent on the ground as she moved up among the others and allowed her eyes to travel over all of them. It was likely she wouldn't have even shown her face had she not heard the voice of Mettaton calling out for such an event. The man, though someone she hardly knew, was someone that she felt safe near, like he wouldn't just snap her neck at first glance. Pushing a hand through her dark brown curls, the girl looked up towards the guy as she came to a stop near the group and offered him a soft little smile. "Any room for me?" She was highly aware she was still injured, but she wasn't about to be a dead-weight for the place who had allowed her to join. It just didn't seem okay with her.

[spoiler=info | updated 2/1]
This Mae is Non-Related To The Cat Universe Mae
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GENERAL:
· Sylmae Winzor | Syl - Mae - Sylbae
· Panromantic - Unknown Sexuality | Gender: ♀
· Birthday [02/20] | Age: 17 years old [possibly changing]
· Grunt of the Badlands
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RELATIONSHIPS: [color=black]| ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅛
· Single | Unknowingly Looking | Crushes: None
· ½ Undecided Ship
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PHYSICALITY: [color=black]
★ FACE CLAIM: Nina Dobrev | health: 74% | Injured/Stab Wound
— Body: Slender, Toned, Lightly Muscled / Height: 5 foot 3 inches / Weight: 105 pounds
— Brunette Hair, Usually Curled, Down to Middle of Back
— Brown Eyes with Hints of Gold
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PERSONALITY: [color=black]
★ Mae is all around a kind person, but typically sticks to herself.
· Loner-esque qualities but will open up once she gets to know you
· Bubbly once she is comfortable with you
· Loves cuddling and reading, singing and dancing
· Terrified of sharks and thunderstorms and being abandoned [ironic]
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EQUIPMENT: [color=black]
· protection: typically doesn't wear armor, just leather jacket
· weaponry: skilled with katana, prefers knives/swords
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INTERACTION + COMBAT: [color=black]​
· Typically Non-violent
· Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
· Attack in [color=teal]bold teal
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