Bombardier

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Nice posts guys.
I'll probably get my post up by Wednesday. Got some skool stuffz i gotta do.

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@duskshine749

Ayy les do et.

Fʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄɪᴇs

ayy

Darius Blake Moggs

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"These sorts of things usually end up sounding pretentious as fuck."

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Some shit I was born with and other stuff

|| NAME ||

Darius Blake Moggs

|| GENDER ||

Male

|| AGE ||

16

|| WATCHTOWER ||

Cactus

|| SEXUALITY ||

Bisexual

|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||

Single

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Some shit I choose

|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Gregarious
● Contagiously Enthusiastic
● Ultimately idealistic, despite all of the negativity he can spout about people
● Adventurous
● Selfless
● Honest
● Humorous
● Independent, or at least attempts to be
● Capable of cunning

|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Hedonistic
● Rowdy
● Immature
● Rebellious
● Can come across as an annoying contrarian
● Vengeful
● Impulsive
● Unorganized
● Unhappy

|| QUIRKS ||

● Firm disbeliever of anything mystic and considers philosophy concerning reality's authenticity as an annoying waste of time
● Wants to overthrow the government. Interested in politics
● Knows how to lockpick
● Hates needing to sleep, but loves sleeping.
● Something of a history buff
● Fears reality not being real

|| HOBBIES ||

● Skating
● Spray painting
● Smonking
● Drinking
● Stealing
● Gambling
● Trespassing. Adventuring
● Viddy games
● Reading tragedies—Shakespeare's especially— and Emma Goldman's works.
● Debating

|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||

+Da Smonk
+Nature
+Partying
+Masks
+Tragedies
+Sandwiches (actual picture of Darius)
+Dark humor
+Anarchism
+Masks
-Quietness
-Arbitrary rules
-Fucking Wheat Bread
-Fascists
-Killjoys
-His father

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Some life stuff

|| BIOGRAPHY ||

"Do you see what you fucking did? You! You killed our marriage you little piece of shit... If she had listened to me about you I wouldn't even have to be dealing with any of this right now... Are you even fucking hearing me?!"

His father's departure wasn't exactly Darius' happiest moment. Life was actually pretty alright up to around that point, though. He lived with his mother, his father, and a stray cat he named Winston Smith. They were never rich but they got by, and hr did good in school socially and academically. Father's way of raising kids usually included some corporal punishment, but most parents' way did, right? Mother let it persist until one of the whoopings seemed to be getting especially brutal. Daring to raise a hand against his father, a fight broke out between the two until mom came to the rescue, simultaneously causing a crack in her marriage when she sided with her son. The crack only grew until eventually their marriage snapped in two, the final blow being Mrs.Moggs finding out about Mr.Moggs' mistress. Yep. Before completely disappearing from his life, Darius' dad blamed him for the whole thing, said have fun being a constant reminder 'n' leech to your mother, among many other vile things.

Alone and without the comfort or support of who she saw as her soulmate, Darius' mother got intoxicated whenever she wasn't trying to provide for her child. With little monitoring or really anything stopping him, the teen eventually engaged in drug use along with other delinquent behavior, treating life as his own little playground. Meanwhile in an attempt to make ends meet, his mother sold drugs and occasionally prostituted herself until all of her illegal activities caught up to her, resulting in her arrest. Afterwards Darius was put into foster care. He saw some good caretakers, but he also met some terrible ones that imprinted themselves into his memory far better.

Being adopted and his mom being arrested didn't change his "bad" choices to "good" ones, though. His hatred for authority and "the man" is the most consistent thing he's had. Drugs, fights, and parties, it seems Darius' sole purposes are to seek pleasure and piss off "the man". You may be wondering, how is it that he decided to get a job? The answer is getting paid for doing nothing is better than mowing people's lawns! As long as the higher ups don't try and enforce some bullshit, this will be the best job he's had so far.

|| 90'S THEME SONG ||

Bullet in the head - Rage against the machine
_{"No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head"}

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Fʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄɪᴇs

@duskshine749

Alright I'm down for that

Eᴄʜᴏᴇs Oғ Tʜᴇ Pᴀsᴛ

@Simple Unicycle

Since our characters are supposed to have beef n what we should probs try and figure out how we're gonna do this.

I figure we can just have Noel treat Thomas like any other customer and request he buy something before using the gas station bathroom despite his bladder basically almost bursting.

Idk, if ya got any ideas share em n we can decide on somebiz

Also @MissCapnCrunch I support our characters being able to die in this.

The New World

Seems pretty cool m8

Fʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄɪᴇs

ayy

Darius Blake Moggs

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"These sorts of things usually end up sounding pretentious as fuck."

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Some shit I was born with and other stuff

|| NAME ||

Darius Blake Moggs

|| GENDER ||

Male

|| AGE ||

16

|| WATCHTOWER ||

...?

|| SEXUALITY ||

Bisexual

|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||

Single

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Some shit I choose

|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Gregarious
● Contagiously Enthusiastic
● Ultimately idealistic, despite all of the negativity he can spout about people
● Adventurous
● Selfless
● Honest
● Humorous
● Independent, or at least attempts to be
● Capable of cunning

|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Hedonistic
● Rowdy
● Immature
● Rebellious
● Can come across as an annoying contrarian
● Vengeful
● Impulsive
● Unorganized
● Unhappy

|| QUIRKS ||

● Firm disbeliever of anything mystic and considers philosophy concerning reality's authenticity as an annoying waste of time
● Wants to overthrow the government. Interested in politics
● Knows how to lockpick
● Hates needing to sleep, but loves sleeping.
● Something of a history buff
● Fears reality not being real

|| HOBBIES ||

● Skating
● Spray painting
● Smonking
● Drinking
● Stealing
● Gambling
● Trespassing. Adventuring
● Viddy games
● Reading tragedies—Shakespeare's especially— and Emma Goldman's works.
● Debating

|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||

+Da Smonk
+Nature
+Partying
+Masks
+Tragedies
+Sandwiches (actual picture of Darius)
+Dark humor
+Anarchism
+Masks
-Quietness
-Arbitrary rules
-Fucking Wheat Bread
-Fascists
-Killjoys
-His father

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Some life stuff

|| BIOGRAPHY ||

"Do you see what you fucking did? You! You killed our marriage you little piece of shit... If she had listened to me about you I wouldn't even have to be dealing with any of this right now... Are you even fucking hearing me?!"

His father's departure wasn't exactly Darius' happiest moment. Life was actually pretty alright up to around that point, though. He lived with his mother, his father, and a stray cat he named Winston Smith. They were never rich but they got by, and hr did good in school socially and academically. Father's way of raising kids usually included some corporal punishment, but most parents' way did, right? Mother let it persist until one of the whoopings seemed to be getting especially brutal. Daring to raise a hand against his father, a fight broke out between the two until mom came to the rescue, simultaneously causing a crack in her marriage when she sided with her son. The crack only grew until eventually their marriage snapped in two, the final blow being Mrs.Moggs finding out about Mr.Moggs' mistress. Yep. Before completely disappearing from his life, Darius' dad blamed him for the whole thing, said have fun being a constant reminder 'n' leech to your mother, among many other vile things.

Alone and without the comfort or support of who she saw as her soulmate, Darius' mother got intoxicated whenever she wasn't trying to provide for her child. With little monitoring or really anything stopping him, the teen eventually engaged in drug use along with other delinquent behavior, treating life as his own little playground. Meanwhile in an attempt to make ends meet, his mother sold drugs and occasionally prostituted herself until all of her illegal activities caught up to her, resulting in her arrest. Afterwards Darius was put into foster care. He saw some good caretakers, but he also met some terrible ones that imprinted themselves into his memory far better.

Being adopted and his mom being arrested didn't change his "bad" choices to "good" ones, though. His hatred for authority and "the man" is the most consistent thing he's had. Drugs, fights, and parties, it seems Darius' sole purposes are to seek pleasure and piss off "the man". You may be wondering, how is it that he decided to get a job? The answer is getting paid for doing nothing is better than mowing people's lawns! As long as the higher ups don't try and enforce some bullshit, this will be the best job he's had so far.

|| 90'S THEME SONG ||

Bullet in the head - Rage against the machine
_{"No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head"}

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Still gotta find a picture I like and record the quote but here's my rebel-hipster anarchist guy. And urm, wuddup with da watchtower situation

@MissCapnCrunch

Fʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄɪᴇs

@MissCapnCrunch

Alright, sweg. Guess ima have some competition.

And the idea of using voices for a RP is pretty cool mang

Fʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄɪᴇs

Very interested

Eᴄʜᴏᴇs Oғ Tʜᴇ Pᴀsᴛ

Doorkeeper of the Gas Station Bathroom

Noel Bunker

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"Uh, your change i-is... one-NO. Oh wait. Yeah, it is one cent. Well, here's the bathroom key sir, dont slip in and drown."

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General

|| NAME ||

Noel Bunker

|| GENDER ||

Male

|| AGE ||

18

|| ROLE ||

Gas Station Attendant

|| SEXUALITY ||

Bisexual

|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||

Single

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Personal

|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Cautious
● Consistent
● Organized
● Humble
● Pragmatic
● Kind
● Despite all of his flaws, Noel is capable of acting against his fears and being altruistic, brave even, if given enough incentive to be.

|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

● Cowardly
● Selfish
● Socially Awkward
● Obsessive
● Insecure
● Boring
● Kinda pathetic
● Fearful. Easily sp00ked.

|| QUIRKS ||

● He sometimes puts his hands together in a way that can only be described as him holding his own hand.
● Always has a book on him.
● As well as the gas station bathroom key which he has a tendency to play with when he's bored.
● Really, it's probably one of the few things he takes pride in; people needing to go through him before they get to take a shit makes him feel kinda good.

|| HOBBIES ||

● Sleeping
● Waking up
● Eating food
● Drinking coffee
● Going to school
● Doing his homework at school
● Going back home from school
● Reading books
● Going to work
● Working
● Doing homework during his break
● Going home again
● Working out
● Help

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Family

|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||

David Bunker - Father - Doctor - Noel's closest thing to a friend right now. Although, that isn't saying much.
May Bunker - Mother - "What was she like? Was she nice? I bet she was... I miss her... did she love me? T-then why did she leave?"
Leon - Noel's old imaginary friend.

|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||

Bordering on the outskirts of the town, Noel and his father live in the house directly south of the Hotel. Towering trees scattered all around the house have served as an ominous hiding place for a great number of Noel's imaginary monsters, but the woods also provide kindling and logs for the fireplace he loves to read near so much. Within their home there are no pictures of his family to be found anywhere, and all of the rooms feel a bit barren, mainly due to furniture being kept down to the essentials and nothing more. It is almost eerily quiet majority of the time, but despite some of its undesirable features Noel is happy to call it home.

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History

|| BIOGRAPHY ||
Noel barely remembers his mother, but he believes he knows a few things about her... primarily that she would've helped with his loneliness. If it isn't obvious, her departure has had a lasting effect on him, as well as his father. Growing up with no friends, reaching for comfort through family felt like the thing to do, but Noel found no comfort through his dad. He was always rather cold towards him, almost as if he felt ashamed or something, and his coldness only intensified when Noel asked about his mother. All of the loneliness eventually birthed Leon, an imaginary friend that he could depend on, for he'd never reject him! Leon was an exact duplicate of the one person who hasn't rejected him so far, himself. They played together throughout the forest and read books together and did just about everything together. Eventually though, Leon disappeared leaving Noel all alone. Around the same time, the nightmares started happening. Sleep brought on the dreams, so Noel had trouble sleeping for a while until the frequency of the nightmares calmed down. The boy picked up a job at the Gas Station the moment he turned 18 and has worked there ever since, being the model employee. He's happy with the job, minimum wage, being doorkeeper of the gas station bathroom, in addition to getting to practice interacting with people is pretty sweet in his eyes.

|| THEME SONG ||

Goner - Twenty One Pilots
_{"Though I’m weak and beaten down,
I’ll slip away into this sound,
The ghost of you is close to me,
I’m inside-out, you're underneath."}

|| NIGHTMARE ||

Two faces, but one head. One lifeless, and the one that's alive won't shut up. Two tangling elongated torsos, and for every contorted limb, a dangling lifeless duplicate. Sickly grey hide barely holds together the bundle of skin 'n' bones, comparable to gift wrap over a human skeleton. Long raven hair rests upon its cadaverous back. Among all of its vaguely asian features, black eyes are perhaps the most relatable thing about it, with either its murderous or playful intent being expressed through them. Possessing weak eyesight, the creature relies on echolocation and its other senses.

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