[align=center] RUDOLF MARONEY
[align=left][justify][size=8pt]rudolf had been sticking to himself for about as long as he had been at the lodge they called home. He hadn't socialized very much at all except for with maybe a few people. It wasn't the worst fate in the world, but it certainly was lonely. He knew many people had learned basic phrases to try and include him in their lives, but in a dog eat dog kind of world, he knew people just didn't have the time to pick up another language.
Still, the man had to try. Which is why he had begun giving lessons to anyone who came during the quiet evenings at the lodge. It was a slow process, but anyone could tell the man was a natural teacher. And he loved helping others learn his language. So as the sun set behind the tall mountains, rudolf settled into the corner of the lodge and waited for the others who had taken an interest to join him.
// so basically he's just gonna teach some asl and then they can talk about whatever and it's really just socializing
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[size=8pt] GENERAL:
★ rudolf joseph maroney
★ heterosexual | male
★ 29 | june 8
★ member of flintlock lodge
★ open for plots
RECENT EVENTS:
★ to be added
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ deaf | uses asl, reads lips, can speak aloud
★ deaf accent found here
★
PHYSICAL:
★ human | health: 100%
 fc. of Ryan Lane
 wip bio
 major injuries: none as of now
 minor injuries: none as of now
PERSONALITY:
 friendly, honest, genuine, humble, brave, intelligent, protective
 temperamental, emotional, dependent, blunt
INTERACTION:
★ he's really nice and always tries to help out
★ peaceful unless agitated
★ average in battle | muscular but inexperienced
★ medium physically and medium mentally
★ open for family/adopted family + relationships
★ attack in BOLD GRAY
★asl in [b]bold italics, asl and voice in bold
★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
★ looking for an adoptive family, translator, and friends
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[align=center][align=center] There was no language barrier that kept Bruce from speaking to people. He was someone who preferred to be with a select few people, and to be honest, he doesn't even want to be around them right now. It's one of those moods that tells him to lock himself in an empty room and meditate until he finds that peace that's been alluding him for almost two decades. He knows that he wouldn't find it, and he won't while he's still alive, but there's nothing wrong with trying even when you know that you won't succeed. That's how you learn to do better next time. Even if his best is never good enough, he'll keep pushing himself until the person after him can stand on his shoulders and reach what he couldn't. A silly way of thinking, but Bruce finds a certain value in teaching for that exact same reason. If someone takes all of your knowledge in less time than it took for you to learn it, they had more time to experience the world around them.
Perhaps that doesn't apply to sign language in particular, but it has its benefits. They'd used it to talk in lockdowns and sign at each other when they couldn't risk being heard. Bruce offers a faint, semi-friendly smile and signs a quick [i]hello as he comes to sit nearby, a worn, distant expression darkening his eyes. He knows most of this, but it'll be good for him to talk to a few people anyway. Especially without sound.
[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.
[align=center] WILL YOU BE MY BREATH THROUGH â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€ – THE DEEP DEEP WATER
TAKE ME FARTHER, GIVE ME ONE DAY LONGER â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€- INFORMATION
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★ Torrin Sylvia Latimer
★ 16
★ He/him
★ Demiboy
★ coded by firebird
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Torrin loathed noise. He loathed noise and he hated speaking sometimes -- it depended on his mood. Too early in the morning, to anxious, too upset, and he found that he was incapable of regular speech. His parents had quickly decided that the whole family should learn sign - it was much easier for Torrin to communicate with them when he was having a meltdown or was partially nonverbal. Sometimes, he was too upset or nonverbal to sign, but when he wasn't, it was an incredibly helpful tool for him. The only problem was that not many people outside of his family knew sign. While he was fairly fluent in the language, grammar had always snagged him. Even growing up signing, he'd never quite been able to wrap his hands around ASL's grammar. He slipped over, throwing a smile and a slowly signed 'hello'. He always moved his hands to slow -- he wish he was capable of moving his body faster than it moved, because it made him look like he didn't know what he was doing. He tended to move with slow and meticulous movements in general, much to his dismay. It messed with his skateboarding a lot. | [/table]
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Johannes Angelicus
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There were three familiar faces in the common room of the lodge, and though Johannes knew what they were up to, and he had already planned on joining them, he hung back now, something keeping him from approaching--until the stubborn bull in him shoved him forward, and he trod over, brows furrowed and eyes down until he'd neared Rudolf enough to sign a greeting. He'd opened his mouth, out of habit--but with the silence from Win and that kid he'd dragged in from the cold, he bit it back in his throat. Hello.
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[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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August Bellamy |
19 |
Flintlock lodge |
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August was just walking back inside, cheeks and nose flushed from the cold. She rubbed her hands together, her stupidly fingerless gloves not providing much solace. She stuffed her hands in her pants pockets, her shivering dying down some. She was walking into the commons to get warm by a fire when she saw the signing. The silhouette by the fire, was that- no. As she got closer she recognized the other members. She'd mistaken Rudolf for her older brother, who'd been Hard of Hearing. It was the reason he'd gotten lost in the first place. He hadn't heard their mother calling out that a snowstorm was coming. They never found August's family. Not her mother, not her father, not her brother.
August made her way over to the group, sitting down. She didn't say nor sign anything, but she hoped someone was fluent as she was- she knew Rudolph knew ASL, but she didn't know him much and didn't know how much he knew. She didn't really know anyone, despite living here for 10 years. After her family got lost, or died, or whatever happened to them, she locked herself away. She hated talking to people and stayed in her family's lodge room, playing her out-of-tune old guitar and singing softly.
Finally, as she sighed, she raised her hands.
Hello. She signed. Sign-you-know-much? Her hands curved around the words easily. 19 years of sign language practice got her pretty darn aqquainted.
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[font=timesnewroman] [shadow=grey,left]I' M TIRED OF COMING HOME SICK ,
SOMEONE WILL CARE ABOUT THIS !
[shadow=grey,left]please, let somebody care about this ...
[spoiler=☆ change your mind, oh, change your mind ... ]
⌲ GENERAL
Full name: Joseph Asviah Kavinsky
(goes by Kavinsky or K, Joey if you're close)
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: 28
⌲ APPEARANCE
Kavinsky is a thin-framed man, standing at a rather unimpressive 5'6. His dark hair is typically slicked back and he usually has an unkept five-o-clock shadow about his face. His features are somewhat sallow, his skin pale and freckled. K's green eyes have a deceiving innocent look to them, like a photograph of a refugee child on the cover of a newspaper. Everything about him but his hollow gaze is sharp.
⌲ PERSONALITY
+| loyal / truthful / independent / witty
~| opinionated / confrontational
- | cold / selfish / impulsive / patronizing
⌲ PAST
Kavinsky grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey. The Blackout happened when K was 6, destroying his family's home and forcing them to flee New Jersey when looters started to break into the Kavinsky family's sizable mansion. His family included his older brother, mother and father. Valentin, his older brother, was a budding rapper. He was 15 years older than K, was often not home, playing gigs and doing small tours. His father was involved in the Bulgarian mafia and his mother was an addict. Both of his parents were completely neglectful, and his father was physically, emotionally and verbally abusive. Kavinsky had a small gaggle of friends at the time, none of which knew the extent of the abuse until K killed his father in self defense at 16. He was left to fend for his not-all-there mother and himself. She later died from withdrawals as her husband was the one who supplied her with the drugs she was so dependent on. Kavinsky now mostly keeps to himself, having lost contact with any of his friends secluding after his mother's death. He lives in an abandoned apartment building in town, scavenging and dealing whatever drugs and supplies he can find.
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[align=center] RUDOLF MARONEY
[align=left][justify][size=8pt]// this might actually be really confusing but I'm going to use asl grammar and if it's tough for some of you to understand I'll add it to the bottom but it really shouldn't be too bad. ///// I also realized half way through this that I never actually write asl structure down and I'm not even sure what the technical way to write it is so I'm just gonna write it how I'd use it.
Rudolf was pleasantly surprised by the turnout this evening. He was always excited when others wanted to communicate with him using a language he could effectively understand, and actually really enjoyed teaching others. He gave the group a small wave extended from his temple, and looked over the four people in front of him.
First was Bruce. Rudolf respected the man, and they had worked together on several occasions in the lodge. He'd consider the man a good acquaintance at the very least, but would honestly say they were friends.
The next to show up was one of the younger members of the lodge, someone that rudolf had not had much interaction with. Still, he knew the teenager had at least basic knowledge of sign language and was glad to see a young face among the others.
Not much later, their leader and rudolf's closest friend at the lodge joined their gathering. Rudolf held the dictator close to his heart, and was glad the man had joined. He had been trying to reach out to the man lately, with all that had been going on in his mind, but had had a hard time doing so.
And lastly, an unfamiliar but equally as welcomed face. He wasn't quite sure he even knew the young woman's name, but he was glad she was here. In fact, she started off the conversation quickly, and rudolf was actually surprised by her question. It hadn't occurred to him that there were people here who may not even know he was deaf.
A smile touched his face as he pointed to himself. me asl fluent - deaf. his movements were slow and calculated, and he looked to the others, hoping they could all follow. know-you asl how? he asked the woman, and then posed the same question to torrin; he hadn't taught either of them anything as far as he knew. the others he had at leads contributed a lot of their knowledge, at least he assumed so.
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[size=8pt] GENERAL:
★ rudolf joseph maroney
★ heterosexual | male
★ 29 | june 8
★ member of flintlock lodge
★ open for plots
RECENT EVENTS:
★ to be added
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ deaf | uses asl, reads lips, can speak aloud
★ deaf accent found here
★
PHYSICAL:
★ human | health: 100%
 fc. of Ryan Lane
 wip bio
 major injuries: none as of now
 minor injuries: none as of now
PERSONALITY:
 friendly, honest, genuine, humble, brave, intelligent, protective
 temperamental, emotional, dependent, blunt
INTERACTION:
★ he's really nice and always tries to help out
★ peaceful unless agitated
★ average in battle | muscular but inexperienced
★ medium physically and medium mentally
★ open for family/adopted family + relationships
★ attack in BOLD GRAY
★asl in [b]bold italics, asl and voice in bold
★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
★ looking for an adoptive family, translator, and friends
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August Bellamy |
19 |
Flintlock Lodge |
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August looked at the others, taking in who all was there. The was Johannes, of course, as well as Bruce, and a teeny-looking kid she'd heard about who turned up recently. She turned her attention back to Rudolf as he signed. brother-deaf, she signed. brother deaf-was, she corrected herself, swallowing. It had only been two years since the incident, and the emotional wounds were still fresh as new-fallen snow.
me-learned asl as child she signed. my-mom taught asl-me.
[font=timesnewroman] [shadow=grey,left]I' M TIRED OF COMING HOME SICK ,
SOMEONE WILL CARE ABOUT THIS !
[shadow=grey,left]please, let somebody care about this ...
[spoiler=☆ change your mind, oh, change your mind ... ]
⌲ GENERAL
Full name: Joseph Asviah Kavinsky
(goes by Kavinsky or K, Joey if you're close)
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: 28
⌲ APPEARANCE
Kavinsky is a thin-framed man, standing at a rather unimpressive 5'6. His dark hair is typically slicked back and he usually has an unkept five-o-clock shadow about his face. His features are somewhat sallow, his skin pale and freckled. K's green eyes have a deceiving innocent look to them, like a photograph of a refugee child on the cover of a newspaper. Everything about him but his hollow gaze is sharp.
⌲ PERSONALITY
+| loyal / truthful / independent / witty
~| opinionated / confrontational
- | cold / selfish / impulsive / patronizing
⌲ PAST
Kavinsky grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey. The Blackout happened when K was 6, destroying his family's home and forcing them to flee New Jersey when looters started to break into the Kavinsky family's sizable mansion. His family included his older brother, mother and father. Valentin, his older brother, was a budding rapper. He was 15 years older than K, was often not home, playing gigs and doing small tours. His father was involved in the Bulgarian mafia and his mother was an addict. Both of his parents were completely neglectful, and his father was physically, emotionally and verbally abusive. Kavinsky had a small gaggle of friends at the time, none of which knew the extent of the abuse until K killed his father in self defense at 16. He was left to fend for his not-all-there mother and himself. She later died from withdrawals as her husband was the one who supplied her with the drugs she was so dependent on. Kavinsky now mostly keeps to himself, having lost contact with any of his friends secluding after his mother's death. He lives in an abandoned apartment building in town, scavenging and dealing whatever drugs and supplies he can find.
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★ Torrin Sylvia Latimer
★ 16
★ He/him
★ Demiboy
★ coded by firebird
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Torrin’s hands fluttered anxiously and he wound up signing something in LSF before he realized what he was doing. He swallowed, taking a deep breath and slowing down. Mom. He signed simply, frowning.He paused with an anxious grin, shrugging. I from France. He furrowed a brow, thinking hard about his next statement. Me LSF fluent - autism. He copied Rudolf here, as it felt to him that it was a general basis to go off of and he was still learning himself. Me mute sometimes.” He made a face, wondering if that was even proper. Oh, well. What was done was done. The young boy was sweating, anxious. Woah, there, Torrin. Calm down a little bit.” He fingered the tiger-patterned spinner ring on his ring finger, self-soothing with the object. He glanced at the other adults in the room, suddenly feeling very small. Especially next to Rudolf. He didn’t even go up to his shoulder. | [/table]
[align=center][table] s | [div style="margin-top: -6px; height: 75px; width: 250px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px;"]TORRIN is a MALE HUMAN with HE/HIM pronouns. HE is a MEMBER of THE FLINTLOCK LODGE and is 17 years old. HE is physically EASY and mentally HARD. attack in [COLOR=#ffb347]#FFB347. played by FAITHY. | [/table]
//on mobile but ill put my template on this later//
August watched the kid sign and nodded. Name-you? She signed, looking at Torrin. Name-me A-U-G-U-S-T. She fingerspelled it first, thn showed her sign name. Headstrong with a-handshape. She clarified, in case anyone had trouble. my-sign-name as child given by brother. Auguest didnt know Rudolfs opinions on hearing people gicing themselves sign names, so she made sure she signed tat part. She herself beleived only deaf or hard of hearing people should give sign names to hearing people. Being deaf involved a whole different culture, and sign names were part of that.
[font=timesnewroman] [shadow=grey,left]I' M TIRED OF COMING HOME SICK ,
SOMEONE WILL CARE ABOUT THIS !
[shadow=grey,left]please, let somebody care about this ...
[spoiler=☆ change your mind, oh, change your mind ... ]
⌲ GENERAL
Full name: Joseph Asviah Kavinsky
(goes by Kavinsky or K, Joey if you're close)
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: 28
⌲ APPEARANCE
Kavinsky is a thin-framed man, standing at a rather unimpressive 5'6. His dark hair is typically slicked back and he usually has an unkept five-o-clock shadow about his face. His features are somewhat sallow, his skin pale and freckled. K's green eyes have a deceiving innocent look to them, like a photograph of a refugee child on the cover of a newspaper. Everything about him but his hollow gaze is sharp.
⌲ PERSONALITY
+| loyal / truthful / independent / witty
~| opinionated / confrontational
- | cold / selfish / impulsive / patronizing
⌲ PAST
Kavinsky grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey. The Blackout happened when K was 6, destroying his family's home and forcing them to flee New Jersey when looters started to break into the Kavinsky family's sizable mansion. His family included his older brother, mother and father. Valentin, his older brother, was a budding rapper. He was 15 years older than K, was often not home, playing gigs and doing small tours. His father was involved in the Bulgarian mafia and his mother was an addict. Both of his parents were completely neglectful, and his father was physically, emotionally and verbally abusive. Kavinsky had a small gaggle of friends at the time, none of which knew the extent of the abuse until K killed his father in self defense at 16. He was left to fend for his not-all-there mother and himself. She later died from withdrawals as her husband was the one who supplied her with the drugs she was so dependent on. Kavinsky now mostly keeps to himself, having lost contact with any of his friends secluding after his mother's death. He lives in an abandoned apartment building in town, scavenging and dealing whatever drugs and supplies he can find.
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Johannes Angelicus
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Johannes had moved--a corner where he could stand and observe, without obstruction. He'd kept still, his eyes moving frm signer to signer. He picked up most, though some of...of August's signs had tripped him up and he felt a bit too...shy, as of this moment, to ask for clarification. That was all right. He'd warm up. Maybe. He wasn't used to being around so many that he barely knew--even Win at this point was still an uncomfortable figure to be around, at least in such a crowd. He was taking this opportunity to learn, though; and he could do that just by watching, yes? It would help. He wanted to be here--otherwise he wouldn't have bothered.
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[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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