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name ; jahseh onfroy
nickname ; jah
age ; 20
location ; park
rank ; leader
tags ; sebastian
gender ; male
looks ; xxxxxx
wearing ; x x x

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this park reminded jahseh so much of the same park his mother had taken him to once or twice when he was a child. the rare times he did get to spend time with his mother he remembered and held on to. despite her abandoning him, he had her name tattooed across his chest 'cleopatra' which surprisingly he didn't regret getting. he still wanted to see his mother but she was all the way back in Florida, and he wouldn't even be sure if she would want to see him. some of the memories hurt a bit because of how hard he used to try for her love and affection, yet he never got it. he sighed and shook his head, reminding himself that he got over this a long time ago. he sees the same guy as before rush out of the store, obviously pissed off at something. he tilts his head slightly, remembering mara had been in there. what did she do to make him so mad? he ponders curiously he kept on glaring at the guy. im positive i've seen this guy.. jahseh narrows his eyes, trying to search his memory for the name of the guy.

[astrophile.]

Ｊａｃｏｂ ＭｃＢｒｉｄｅxxxxxx ➸
cis male // 27 // heterosexual // cop // location ;; park // tags ;; open
Jacob was not in a good mood when he stepped foot in the police office, and he hadn't been for at least two weeks now. Not since his younger brother had completely ignored him. With Jackson, he'd be lucky if he at least got one text every week or so, but now he wasn't responding at all, and Jacob had no idea where the hell he even was. He plopped down at his desk with a sigh, and rubbed his eyes. He hadn't had a good night of sleep since God knows when, and the young man was beyond exhausted, mentally and physically, and the coffee had had bought earlier hadn't done any good. He had considered pulling out his phone to send his brother a quick text just to make sure he was even still alive, but what good would that do? Thirty something texts and still nothing. He cursed under his breath and got up from his desk, maybe what he needed was just a small walk, a chance to clear his head. He slipped out the door and onto the busy city sidewalk, walking briskly and avoiding eye contact with everyone. He knew where he was going, there was a small park a few blocks away, perhaps just a few minutes of fresh air would do him good. He crossed the street, but not before being honked at by some angry, impatient driver, not that Jacob even really noticed it. Before too long, he reached the seemingly vacant park, and took a seat on one of the benches that overlooked the small playground. That was when he noticed he wasn't alone, but there was someone else sitting on the steps of one of the slides. Jacob didn't care, this was a public park after all. He took a deep breath and glanced up at the cluttered sky, trying to push all of his other thoughts out of his mind.

Ｊａｃｋｓｏｎ ＭｃＢｒｉｄｅxxxxxx ➸
cis male // 21 // heterosexual // outsider // location ;; walking down the sidewalk // tags ;; open
It was still early in the day by the time Jackson stepped out of his small, run-down apartment and out into the hustle and bustle of the city, with his head down and his hands in his pockets. He gripped the switchblade he kept in his right pocket, just out of habit. This wasn't by any means the worst place in New York but it definitely wasn't the safest, but trouble always seemed to follow the young male wherever he went. He lit a cigarette and walked with a purpose, although he really didn't know where he was headed. Jackson, or Cougar as he was sometimes called, was one of the lesser known guys around here, but people still knew from his history and the intimidating gleam in his eye to not get in his way, or things could get ugly. Underneath the shades and the Mets cap that always seemed to cover his head, a team he really wasn't even a big fan of, not a lot was known about about him, due to the fact that he never let anyone get near him. He didn't have many friends, and the ones he did have were the same sly and clever type as him, the ones who always seemed to fly under the radar, something he was becoming better at. It was a skill you'd need to master if you wanted to make it out here, on the streets. Hell, the last time he had spent a night behind bars, it had been a little while ago. By no means did this mean he was staying out of trouble, but he knew how to remain secretive, to get away with things he should not have gotten away with. The cause of the broken glass and the empty cash register at the local gas station was still unknown, and Jackson couldn't help but smile every time he passed that boarded up window.

[Vylad]

Ein Jay

Male|21years|Outsider|Open|bisexual|Jackson

Ein sighed softly as he left his temporary house. Ein needed a place to stay at for a but, he was sure he'd be fine though. Ein scanned his surroundings and tried to decide on a route to walk on. The male walked down his steps and started walking down one street. Thoughts going through his head. Ein out his head down and continued his way, not really looking where he was going, which was certainly a bad thing, but he didn't care.
Ein's gloved hand slid to his dagger that he had on him at all times for safety reasons. Would he go with the cops if he was found? Probabaly not, but it would be the right thing to do.
Ein's gaze hardened and he let out a strange noise, almost like a growl. He already broke the 'right thing to do' thing when he joined up with criminals. He took his hand off of the dagger and his hand dropped to his side.
Ein raised his head just in time to run into another's chest. Ein slightly yelped out in shock and staggered back, trying to keep his footing.

[nnightmare]

Jaemin | Aster | Male | 18 | Newcomer | Apartment (Kitchen) | Tags: Brooklyn

"I would say Red and Charisma are my favorites. But that's only because they're the only people I've actually spoken to. But they still seem pretty nice to us newcomers. And I agree with you on Wraith. I just don't know if I would ever get to know him." Aster responded. "And, yeah, I also agree with you that it must be hard on them," he added. Accepting a complete stranger into your group when you are already so close with the rest of your group. Aster thought if he were faced with that, he would never be able to do it.
He looked into the pot at the potatoes, and wondered how they would know if they were ready. Brooklyn seemed like a really nice person. Maybe they could be friends.
"How do we know when to take them out?" Aster asked, poking at a potato with his fork. "And how much butter and milk are we supposed to put?" He hoped he wasn't talking too much.

[_seo_]

XXKWON JEONG HUI | C H A R I S M A XX
male ⚜ 20 years ⚜ // current member ⚜ melee weapon and hand-to-hand combat expert ⚜ Wraith's apartment ⚜tags;Wraith and Red

The tips of Jeong Hui’s ears were still a faint pink as he nodded, ”Yeah we should go back. The newbies while adorable could burn down the kitchen and I like my kitchen.” Charisma grinned and glanced at Red with a look in his eyes that said can you belive I just hugged him? He got off the bed and looked back at his companions with a soft smile.

(Sorry I’m on mobile)

[sundanc_e]

Rachael Pierce | Brooklyn | Female | 18 | Newcomer | Location: Apartment | Tags: Aster
”It will be hard to win them all over, but definitely worth it. I know some of them don’t even want to speak to us, but give them time. They’ll come round, I’m sure of it.” Brooklyn felt like she could get on with Aster. Not only was he new like her, but he was friendly. Someone she could talk to with ease. And also, a great cooking partner. She looked up at his question, and approached the stove thoughtfully. “You can tell if their done by checking for the softness.” Brooklyn picked up a butter knife, and used it to slice through one of the cubes. It cut with ease. “That’s them finished. Once we drain them, we add the butter and milk.” Brooklyn switched off the gas, and carried the pot over to the sink where a colander was already placed. She drained the water, and returned them to the pot. “There’s no set amount. So I’m assuming...we just add until it looks like enough?” Brooklyn shrugged and poured in a little milk and a blob of butter. “Guessing that’ll do for now. Mash time.” Brooklyn opened the nearest drawer, glad to see a potato masher inside. “Thank god. Imagine using a fork. We’d be there forever.” She got to work on crushing the mixture. “So Aster. What made you decide to join this group?” She asked curiously. “If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s cool. We can talk about something else.” Brooklyn would understand if he wasn’t yet ready to open up. After all, they’d just met. In fact, she would be surprised if he did talk. Not many were so willing these days.

[bunny,]

zeppelin black | spider | male | 23 | old member | location: apartment | tags: smiler, del

spider was silent, just looking at the other man. he could probably get used to him and maybe, eventually become friends with him. but for now, he wasn't gonna get comfortable. they did seem like they would have some things in common though. grunting, spider stood up from the table, looking really angry now. this girl was irritating him. "what the hell do you mean 'pardon'? don't act like you weren't eavesdropping." he growled, crossing his arms over his bare chest and glaring down at her. she was one of the newcomers, he noticed, but she didn't really look like she belonged with them. "go listen in on someone else's conversation if that's how you like to socialize. but don't expect anyone here to trust you. i certainly don't."

[Nawratus]

𝓡𝓮𝓭
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Alias: Red | Age: 20 | Gender: Cisfemale | Sexuality: Bisexual | Where: Wraith's apartment | Tagged: Charisma,
Wraith, Aster, Brooklyn
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Red nodded, listening to Wraith begin to speak up over the matter. He had seemed very choked up about this certain situation, which concerned the red lipsticked woman. She bit the corner of her lip before thinking of something to say to Wraith. She didn't know how to make him feel better about this particular situation, as he wasn't one to really speak about his feelings to others. Red understood this completely, but felt that in this situation they needed to know how he was truly feeling. "That's true, but eventually you can get there. It takes time, and thankfully for us, we have all the time in the world. It could take 20 years until you're healed, but at least you took your time; took one day at a time to truly understood what's going on in here," Red said, pointing to her head and then put a finger to her heart. "And here," She said, as she continued gesturing to her heart. She smiled at Wraith, hoping that helped a little bit. Red watched as Charisma and Wraith hugged, which melted her heart completely. She loved seeing her family actually be a family. Their closeness was getting better and better each day, which made her feel happy. Red got up from her seat on the bed and walked toward the door. "I'm sure they'll be fine, I gave them a recipe. I hope that's not too hard to follow," Red said, but then realized how stupid she was for leaving the newbies with her kitchen ware. "You know what, scratch that, we should probably go," The woman dashed out the door and went into her apartment, breathing heavily as she ran into the kitchen. Red, to her surprise, found injuries or burning of any kind. "Phew, we're all good here. It's not that I didn't trust you guys, I was just worried you would burn your cute little selves," The woman sounded a bit weird when she said this, maybe because it was a total lie. But that was because she didn't want the newbies thinking she didn't trust them.


𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓴𝔂
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Alias: Lucky | Age: 21 | Gender: Cismale | Sexuality: Bicurious | Where: apartment | Tagged: Charisma, Desiree
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Lucky

[AnnaCat17]

Mara giggled and watched him walk off, waiting until he reached the door becore calling out to him. "You know you are kind of cute when you are angry. Its a shame you are playing hard to get." She released a false sigh as she swayed over to the counter to pay for tge newspaper. "Oh well. Youll call me when you are hungry. See you soon honey." She said without looking at him, pretending not care as busied herself with her purse.

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XXKWON JEONG HUI | C H A R I S M A XX
male ⚜ 20 years ⚜ // current member ⚜ melee weapon and hand-to-hand combat expert ⚜ Kitchen group ⚜tags; kitchen group

Charisma grinned as he entered the kitchen, he moved beside Aster, ”Have you really never cooked before little one?” Jeong Hui smiled down the younger boy as he looked over at Matt. He needed to stop, he didn’t believe that the man was attracted to him so, this wishful thinking and wistful looks would get him nowhere. The tall man looked down at his feet sadly.