~Scars hold pasts, and sometimes determine futures~

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    °Intro°
    I guess you can say that some things are just harder to forget than others. Some things you can brush off easily. However, there are some things that stick in your mind everyday, reminding you of whatever happened. They stick like scars. I'm just unlucky enough to have a physical scar to constantly remind me of my past, along with the memories. Just when you seen everything is alright, when everything seems to be going well, one night can turn everything upside down.

    °Plot°
    Courtney is just your average, everyday girl that you would normally see around. However, her boyfriend is a different story. He is filthy rich and has everything he and Courtney could ever want. But, despite all this, he is always away on business. Courtney is beginning to have second thoughts about it all, especially when he's away. But all that is about to change with what happens in a single night.


    Courtney is walking home late one night after being out with some girls. She had lost track of time and is almost hurrying to get home. <Your characters> is a rough, street wise gang leader who practically owns the streets around here, and is popular because of his street skills, history of one night stands, and easy time with all the women. As he's making his rounds, he sees Courtney rushing home. He knows his gang is having a dry spell with money, and needs to find something fast. He knows who she is, and he knows her boyfriend, and he decides tonight would be an easy score. Courtney won't make it home tonight if he can make his plan work to kidnap her for a ransom.


    As this goes on, we will see him beginning to soften up towards her and protects her from the other gang members. 1) Because they need her okay for the ransom and 2) the only person to be allowed to touch her should be him. However, he would never show his true feelings with the other guys around. Will he actually go through with the ransom or will he try to persuade her to stay with him? Will she have the same feelings or shut him down eager to get home?


    °Note°
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    »Just have fun!


    Courtney Jennings


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    ❥ Micheal Carlson
    "Family means everything to me. I would do anything for them."


    (( FIRST NAME )) Micheal
    (( MIDDLE NAME )) Axen
    (( SURNAME )) Carlson
    (( NICKNAME )) Alpha
    (( DATE OF BIRTH )) March 23
    (( AGE )) 23
    (( GENDER )) male
    (( ORIENTATION )) straight


    (( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION ))[/b] Micheal lost his girlfriend to suicide and he totally lost it. He shut everyone out and left home. A gang accepted him and he was (is) very loyal to them. The leader died when he was 18 and on his death bed he appointed Micheal to gang leader and made him promise he would take care of them no matter what because they are family. His emotions became number towards everything else. He would only focus on his family now and would do whatever it takes to keep them safe.
    (( HEIGHT )) 6'6
    (( WEIGHT )) 192 lbs
    (( HAIR COLOR )) dark brown
    (( EYE COLOR )) hazel
    (( SKIN TONE )) light tan
    (( CLOTHING STYLE )) loose fitted dress shirt and tie. Skin fitted jeans and black boots.
    (( BODY MODIFICATION )) slim but somewhat toned.
    (( EXTRA )) N/A


    (( PERSOANLITY )) closed in. Emotional but doesn't show it. Leader. Trustworthy. Loyal. Persuasive.
    (( LIKES )) quiet. His Family.
    (( DISLIKES )) Anything that threatens his family. When people see his sensitive side.
    (( STRENGTHS )) Being able to protect the ones he loves. Reading people. Intuition
    (( WEAKNESSES )) Past Memories. Insecurities. Falling in love again.


    (( HISTORY )) lost his girlfriend to suicide and he left his family because they didn't understand him. He left and was accepted to a gang. The gang leader raised him as his own and when he passed he made Micheal the leader. Micheal now makes sure the grouter sticks together and survives.
    (( FROM )) New york.
    (( KIN )) Father (Mark Carlson)
    Mother (died when 3 yrs of age)


    (( DREAMS )) keeping the Family together.
    (( FEARS )) Losing the ability to help his Family. Losing everyone. The dark. Loneliness.
    (( TALENTS )) Plays guitar, sings. The ability to make people trust him.


    (( RELATIONSHIP STATUS )) Single
    (( CRUSH )) none
    (( BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND )) Alexis Raines (deceased)
    (( SPOUSE )) none
    (( CHILDREN )) none


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    (( FIRST NAME )) Brice
    (( MIDDLE NAME )) Asher
    (( SURNAME )) Grayson
    (( NICKNAME )) Ash, which he goes by
    (( DATE OF BIRTH )) July 10
    (( AGE )) 23
    (( GENDER )) Male
    (( ORIENTATION )) Straight, but makes himself seem like an ace


    (( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION ))[/b] Ash is that guy you just don't mess with. He's built compactly, but that doesn't mean he can't throw a decent fight. He stands about 6'2 and weights in at about 155 pounds. Th jet black hair adds accent to they icy silver color that coats his eyes. His skin is barely marked, besides in the occasional tattoo, but is scarred from fights. Pale skin adds to the air of forbidden mystery surrounding him.
    (( HEIGHT )) 6'2
    (( WEIGHT )) 155 pounds
    (( HAIR COLOR )) Black
    (( EYE COLOR )) Silver Blue
    (( SKIN TONE )) Lighter not not quite pale.
    (( CLOTHING STYLE )) Depends on the day, but mostly what he's comfortable in. Usually always some form of boots and black jeans. The shirts depend really on the weather but usually there is some black denim jacket involved.
    (( BODY MODIFICATION )) A couple of piercings and mostly tattoos.
    (( EXTRA )) answer


    (( PERSOANLITY )) Mostly it depends on who you are. The first thing you notice about Ash is the intelligent air he waves around. Unlike some street runners, he's got this odd way about him that can come across very quirky. If he's out matched in a fight, he can often find a way to outsmart you. That's probably the only reason he's rose to power. Part of the job is managing money. To the outside force he's cold and blood thirsty, ready for a kill. On the inside he's the protective older brother. Once you gain his trust, family is family. He's not quick to trust, but he's very easy to let go. Once you betray that trust, you're as good as dead. On the outside though, he's witty, sarcastic, introverted, socially anxious, and even more so, paranoid. All traits that end badly. Get to know him a little more and the socially anxious path goes away and he's just a pretty decent and normal gang guy.
    (( LIKES )) Music, animals, quiet and dark rooms, tight spaces, being in control, cake, anything with sugar in it, books, and being alone.
    (( DISLIKES )) Fireworks, loud noises, flashing lights, large crowds, fire, overly hot things, idiotic leader ship, and idiots in general.
    (( STRENGTHS )) Out witting, thinking of plans, controlling situations, deceiving, hiding, ambushes, talking, and he has decent aim.
    (( WEAKNESSES )) Pretty much the same as his dislikes. He has miniture panic attacks with combine loud noises and flashing lights, which can pose a problem. Being civil, acting like he likes a person, argumentative, long distance running, and civil conflicts.


    (( HISTORY )) Ash is the son of a lawyer and a CEO. He was raised pretty much expecting to follow his parents' footsteps. All through grade school he was top of his class and graduated with a 4.2 GPA. After high school was when things went down hill. Pretty and smart rich boy wouldn't last forever and he decided to make his own name. So technically he did follow the family businesses. He graduated at the age of 16 and went through all four years of college, he got a business degree at the age of 20 and then just quit.


    He jumped town and started a name for himself, punch the wrong people and impress the right ones? That buys you an express ticked to the top. With the help of the mafia type gang, he vanishes off the face of the earth. Brice now take the mantel of Ash and stays out of his personal life. After a couple of bad turf wars, it became clear who was next in line for the throne.


    Then there were a few diplomatic reasonings, pulling themselves out of the red, and then taking control of the entire city. Ash merged into a typical comic book super villain. Except for the fact that no once can catch him and no one cares too.
    (( FROM )) Originally from New Jersey.
    (( KIN )) Alexander Grayson (father), Jaisen Mooreland (Mother), Jupiter Grayson (Twin Sister)
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    (( DREAMS )) He's already where he wants to be, but at the same time he's stuck in the same rotation. With all power, he wants a little more of it. He wants the security than comes with being unstopable.
    (( FEARS )) Falling. Just in any form. Like all empires, they are eventually taken over or corrupted. He's terrified that the gang will turn against him and leave him in ruins.
    (( TALENTS )) Shooting, fixing things, talking his way out of anything, drawing, and is almost like an animal whisperer


    (( RELATIONSHIP STATUS )) Single
    (( CRUSH )) None
    (( BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND )) None
    (( SPOUSE )) [color=lightgray]None
    (( CHILDREN )) [color=lightgray]None



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    Accepted! Thank you for joining. I love him. I'll start us off.


    Blonde hair falling around her shoulders, blue eyes watching around her, and small hands pulling her thin jacket around her small frame. She signed lightly, watching her breath form a small cloud as she breathed. She wished she had brought something heavier to wear.


    It was nights like these that she forgot the time. Daniel was away again and she had been out around town. She had been with some of her college friends and wasn't worried about the time when they were having fun, but now she wished she had remembered the dark walk.


    Her eyes scanned the streets as she walked. She had never liked being out on the streets past dark. With everything being partially empty, she felt alone out here. I just got to make it home and I'll be alright.




    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    I al so sorry I didn't see there was another form! I was si rushed last night. If you want me to delete mine since Motionless got theirs in first


    Oh wow there are two...


    To be completely honest, I was on mobile when I posted and only saw Pym's form due to how my phone lays everything out...




    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    Another late night, another walk down empty streets. Direct confrontations by anyone are rare, especially when you're known. This was a rare occasion he just wanted out. The gang could wait and who needed a girl? When life gets hard the best thing is to sit around and get some of the stress out before it kills you.


    Just because he was king didn't mean he still didn't watch his back. The air around him was dizzying. He stood there alone leaning back against a wall like some kind of horror movie. Then he heard the patter of footsteps on the pavement. Silver gray eyes scanned the area ahead of him and he slunk back like the shadow he was.


    When she stepped into a street light did Ash recognize who he was dealing with. It was his business to know just about everything happening in the city, whether politics, criminals, or even traffic. It was his job. He stayed invisible against the wall and watched the female, an instant idea popping into his idea.


    Courtney felt her cell phone buzz, unaware of anyone around. She slid her finger across the screen, seeing it was a text message from Daniel. The dim light made a ghostly glow around her face as she scanned over the text.


    It was the same like any other time. I miss you. I'll be home soon. Have a good night. In the back of her mind, she wondered if he really missed her. It seemed like he was staying away more and more.


    Shutting her phone off, she slid it back into her back pocket. She signed softly and tucked her hair behind her ear. Don't worry about it right now. You're safe in this life.


    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    Ash watched from the black a little while longer. As soon as the recognition flashed, he was in over time. There was a reason he needed a break and the break was standing in front of him. Oh this would be good, if he could pull it off. The male pushed off the wall and stood in one place a while longer. Subtle or performance? "Don't you know it's late to be running out alone?" His voice stayed cool as he observed the figure. This had to work without a hitch or things would go bad.


    If the guys didn't have to be so demanding, they wouldn't even be in this situation. How many people has he had to pay off to keep this reputation up? Anyone who says gangs are worthless, shadow them for a day, they make fortune 500s look like preschool. "Cold and late, you really don't know who's lurking out there." The friendly approach usually worked. If not, his hand was on a knife. She attacked, he would be ready. Of course she didn't look like she would pose too much of a fight.



    Courtney looked up as she heard a voice and stopped in her tracks. She looked at the figure who spoke, and she could easily tell that it was a man. She immediately put up caution.


    "I'm not that far from home," she said as she eyed the man. I definitely don't have a chance against him... Her body stiffened at the thought. "Just a bit further and I'll be home."


    She made sure that there was plenty of distance between him and her. She felt her scar like burning coals on the back of her neck. Her past was still quiet clear and she wouldn't soon forget about her experience.


    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    He watched the figure a little more thinking of a swift plan. Should he bring up Daniel? This was buying trust right now. This was a typical meeting where you bit the host before snatching the trap. Calmly he shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged. There was no way she was making it home. Not with the price she could fetch. "You can relax princess, no one's laying a hand on you while I'm around."


    That was the truth, there would be a fight or an argument, probably a fight. She would get caught up in the middle and it would be the same as a turf war. His gun pressed into his lower back with each step he took. "People are so jumpy now days. I'm not going to hurt you." He added again calming her down with each word. "I just have a few questions, you're that Danny's girl aren't you?"


    Courtney looked at him and her arms naturally came up in front of her chest. It was an action out of habit that she had now. Even if she was told to relax, she had trouble doing so.


    However, hearing 'Princeas' pricked her hidden stubborn streak and then hearing about Daniel made her curious. She nodded slightly now. "Yes, I'm her," she said. "Why do you want to know?"


    It wasn't everyday that you met a stranger that knew who you were. Her gaze was cautious, but also curious. This was odd, very odd. Who was this man?


    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    "I just recognized you that's all and wondered why you were out here along."He softly replied with a shrug. "I'm in the business field myself, we tend to take each others names." Understatement, but from the wrong side. Only did the higher up gangs mess around with the big businesses, they were closer to a mafia than some street gang.


    Once again he studied the girl. Yeah like he looks like a business person, pierced and inked up. It was dark enough maybe she wouldn't notice right off the bat. He slowly let go of the knife and pulled his hands from his pockets before stretching out his shoulders. "Is he at a meeting or something? There's a few trade secrets I'd love to have the chance to ask him about." This would be harder to pull off one handed, thankfully they weren't too far off from the main base.


    Courtney heard him say he knew Daniel on a business level and her arms dropped slightly. If he knew Daniel, then he couldn't be that bad. Right? She shifted her weight to stand more comfortably.


    "He's away right now," she said, her voice showing a bit more relaxed. "I don't know when he will be back though." She nodded in the direction she was heading. "If you want, I can always call him for you when I get home."


    She still looked cautiously at this man, still surprised by the sudden notice from him. However, she didn't want Daniel to hear that she had been overly nervous and have him worry for her all over again.


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    Ash shook his head letting her know that is was okay "I'm sure he's busy, it's not worth bothering the man about." He commented flashing the girl a smile. What was the girl's name? He never put that to memory or paid much attention because who knew it would get him this much of an advantage. After stretching his shoulders, he returned his hands to the pocket of his jacket. Clearly she didn't recognize him, which was a good thing.


    "want a piece of gum?" He asked in an ice breaker of sorts, you never take gum from people on the streets. She would deny it. Still he wasn't sure how to grab her subtly, he walked here so that was a little bit of a hesitation. There wouldn't be an easy way out so he'd have to lure or carry her back. "I'm Brice, by the way."


    Courtney nodded as he said to leave it be. It was strange that he didn't want Daniel know, but she wouldn't push it. She would just wait and maybe mention whenever they would talk again.


    She shook her head at the offer of gum. "Thank you, but no," she said offering a small smile. She folded her arms around her now, feeling a cool night breeze. "I really should be heading back though." She knew it was getting late and she really should be heading back.


    .: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

    [justify]Clearly sweet talking wasn't getting them anywhere. This girl had good instincts, he'd give her that. Clearly he was not the type to pull her at gun point. That was a cheap shot. When you're out of money, sometimes cheap shots are all you can afford. "Be careful, you never know who might be wandering the streets at night. I hear there's a gang that run around these parts." He put the pack of gum back in his pocket and didn't even take a piece.


    Carefully he took a couple casual steps towards her and placed one hand firmly over her mouth and took the gun from his waist band and placed it into her back. "Money rules the world, just ask your boyfriend." he added like a piece of wisdom and shoved her away from the main street with a prime amount of control. [/justify]