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[align=center][div style="background:transparent;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:120%;"]Dylan was surpsied to find himself as the first arrival to the meeting. Most of the time, he didn't bother to attend, but today was different. Staring at the ceiling of his tiny apartment was starting to bore him. The late teen approached Tatiana with slow steps, his dark gaze focused on the Topdog curiously. Set was only a name to him - he hadn't spoken to her before and her face was hazy to him. "Noted." Dylan shrugged.

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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.


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TEAR ME TO PIECES, SKIN AND BONE [color=transparent]— ——-

HELLO, WELCOME HOME [color=transparent]— ———-—-————--
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[align=center][div style="background:transparent;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:120%;"]Caroline really didn't give a shit about a meeting. It reminded her of things that she could only remember as blurry and vague images. Faces she couldn't make out, voices that were distorted and broken compared to everything else. Had she seen this 'Sel' person? No. Did she even know who Mettaton was? --- No. Had she really been influenced by the so called 'top dog'? No.

Her angular brows narrowed, sunset colored eyes watching Tatiana's every move as though she was expecting something else. Like a snake weaving their head to one side and then the other. Was that it? Was that all there was to be said? Curiosity sparked in her irises, but was quickly burnt out by lack of true emotion -- for the time being.

Her lips parted, and with a disgruntled sigh she voiced one word and one word alone.

"Neat."
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[spoiler=oh, we get what we deserve]BASIC INFORMATION. "Run you down 'til the dark."
Caroline 〡 "Caro" 〡 No other known aliases. No known surname.
Heterosexual biromantic 〡 Female pronouns 〡 Cisgender
?? years old; appears mid 20s 〡 Undisclosed birthdate. 〡 Ages via. IRL time.
'Aligned' with The Badlands 〡 Holds no distinguished ranking, cares little for hierarchy.

RELATIONSHIPS. ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛
Single〡 Not not searching.〡 No known crushes.
? x ? [Amnesia; no recollection of past.]〡 G?
Not teaching anyone.〡 Separated from her 'boys'.
½ Carean〡½ Samoline

APPEARANCE.〡REF.〡HEALTH: [95%]
With a height of 5''4, with long, uncut but groomed black hair and a stony expression, Caroline isn't all that much to look at. With striking orange eyes, a fit athletic build, and a rough around the edges attire that consists majorly of monochrome colors, one could say she is most definitely odd indeed. Her complexion is clear yet pallid, her skin tone being a buttercream coloration. A few freckles are sported on her shoulders and elbows, and ever so faintly on the bridge of her nose and under her eyes.
  — AILMENTS/INJURIES/SCARS: Small scratches and bruises.
  — DISORDERS: Temporary Amnesia.

PERSONALITY.〡BTQAEA1 2 3 4 5
Outwardly apathetic and non-talkative; introverted. Prefers to be by herself than around others, strictly business unless around friends. When placed under the pressure of hierarchy, Caroline tends to become aggressive if not outwardly brash. It wouldn't be far fetched to say she would fight to be in charge, although getting her to do so would require a lot of button pushing. Protective of friends and family members, will put the beat down on anyone that she assumes is a threat to herself or those she cares about with no hesitation.

INVENTORY.
A favored silver knife.
.44 Magnum with only pure silver bullets. [6/6 shots]
A half full water canteen. [50%]
A tarnished silver necklace.
Slightly used machete.
Box of matches.
Pack of cigarettes.
Black leather jacket. [Equipped]
White 'wife beater' undershirt. [Equipped]
Dark blue denim jeans. [Equipped]
Black combat boots. [Equipped]
Backpack:
— CONTENTS: Black wife beater, change of pants, change of underwear \ bra, first aid kid, empty canteen, bedroll, pain meds.

INTERACTIONS.〡Reacts very negatively to provocation.
Extreme physical difficulty.〡Trained in hand to hand.
While not 'boxer buff', can and will use lithe build to deal punishing blows. Rarely hits to kill, only incapacitate.
Rarely starts fights but will finish them.
All nonviolent, friendly/peaceful/non-violent actions can be power-played.
When attacking, attack in bold grey underline or be ignored.[/spoiler]


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[div style="color: black; font-size: 12px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; margin-top: +1px; margin-bottom: +0px;"]°. [gfont=georgia][color=grey][i]whoa, you let your feet run wild. time has come as we all go down, yeah. Yeah, but for the fall-oh, my- do you dare look him right in the eyes? cause they will run you down, down 'til the dark. Yes, and they will run you down, down 'til you fall. And they will run you down, down to your core. Yeah, 'til you can't crawl no more.[/gfont]
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Is she mean, yes, is she evil, that depends on who you are.  But the one thing for sure that she is, is a fighter.  She knew what she wants and she will achieve whatever that may be.  She was top of her game, and a master of what she was about to succeed in.  And something she was bound to get to be a success was the groups idea.  The girl stood on top of a simple car as she stretched her arms out slightly.

Wearing one of her cute outfits she keeps in the mansion that she lived in alone currently.  A white baggy t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, her shirt tucked in her black skirt she wore today.  Fishnets added, with her black combat boots on as usual.  Her green hues bright and vibrant as she looked around.  "Gather around for a meeting everyone!"  Tatiana's Russian accented voice barked, as the buildings carried it around the city.

"It has come to my attention that demotion is well, needed.  I'm demoting Sel from the position of Warchief, you are back to the state of a basic grunt of war.  Mettaton will stay as Warchief."

She spoke looking around at everyone, her arms now crossed.  "Everyone needs to step up there game here, we can't make other groups scared of us if we aren't doing anything.  Participate in the weekly tasks alright.  I'm looking to promote some of you bitches so you know, show you're worth my god damn time."

"I also need someone to go stop by St. Peters, and you know go trade and be friendly.  I know that is like hell for you all but it's needed."

- Summary:
- Sel is no longer a warchief
- Weekly Tasks
- Looking for people to promote
- Someone needs to go over to St. Peters and go trade with friendliness

[spoiler=TAGS | UPDATED 04/08/17]GENERAL
✨ Tatiana Dogsworth | Tat | Cis Female (she/her)
✨ Scorpio / 17 years old / ages in real life time
✨ Badlands
✨ Top Dog
✨ Spotify playlist

NOTES
✨ Born in what would be Russia, her father was a mobster in what would be Russia, had moved too the Badlands area, her mother left several years ago and left her in the hands of some members of the group, what a terrific idea right.
✨ She is a sort of baddie, grunge, little rebellious teenager, she is one with beating people up, pure in her appearance though, frequently ignoring people.
✨ She has a thick Russian accent, that is slightly rough, dominating, but very interesting to listen too
✨ Smells of a cigarette smoke.

PHYSICAL
✨ Petite, 5' tall, pale, and a smol teenager.
✨ Chloe Mortez Grace
✨ Constantly wearing skirts or dresses
✨ Injuries: scratches and bruises
✨ Aliments: 80%

PERSONA
✨ ESTP | The Rebellious Teen | The Fighter | Chaotic Good
✨ Loyal, salty, fighter, strong, stubborn, and defensive
✨ Cocky, tricky, will fight you I fucking swear, hot headed

INVENTORY
✨ .44: 2
✨ A Colt Model 1873 Single-Action "New Model Army Metallic Cartridge Revolving Pistol"
✨ A switchblade knife
✨ Butterfly Knife
✨ Glass Knife
✨ Wasp Knife (one time use)
✨ 4 Throwing Knives
✨ Wooden Baseball Bat
✨ Two packs of gum
✨ Pack of cigarettes
✨ Water Canteen
✨ Lighter

RELATIONSHIPS
NPC X NPC
✨ Bisexual and Binromantic
✨ Single
✨ Friends:
✨ Crushes:
✨ Enemies:

INTERACTION

✨ dirty fighter, strong
✨ physically hard, and mentally medium
✨ skilled in martial arts, knife fighting, and a bit of gun play
✨ address in BOLD
✨ attack in #640000
✨ can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful gestures  [/spoiler]
Now I'm out and wearing something low-cut
'Bout to get attention from a grownup
'Cause you hold me like a woman

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