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Started January 04, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Clearly. Wait, isn't that one of your greeting rituals here? I was just being welcomed, isn't that right?" She shifted so she was sitting up a little bit more.

Nick gave her an incredulous look. “Being beat up is not one our greeting rituals. If that was true, no one would come to New York,”

"It's definitely the rep you have in other cities," she mutter, half-hoping he wouldn't hear.

(I hope he's okay and not too edgy (Just tell me if I need to change anything). I'll most likely be on tomorrow to start rping but I actually have no idea how I'll jump in)
Name: Jenestder Glynn
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Male
State: California
Tribe: Riverside
Looks: Usually wears t-shirts with jeans. Right now he's wearing a black t-shirt that says 'I swear I'm about to end myself' in a white typewriter font. He's also wearing this washed black grey denim black biker jeans that are sort of ripped in the knee area, a bit slim fit, and just to tie everything together he wears his all black leather converse high tops. He'll keep on his fingerless strapped wrist bracers (that go up to his elbows) to cover up his tattoos most of the time (along with his snapback hat).
Body Proportions (like height, weight, etc): Jen is 5'9" and weighs 143 lbs. He has dark fluffy black hair, it usually comes to the front and covers up his left eye which makes him have to brush it to the side often. Rocks some wicked charcoal grey eyes with a bored expression as if he's expecting something.
Personality: He has a confident personality. One that dares people to defy him (in which case if they did, he would mess them up real bad). He'll probably take on any bet 99% of the time, loves doing dangerous things with a straight face (he has a bit of a sadistic side due to his family's influence). Acts really indifferent if he gets in trouble, displaying his famous nonchalant look. Will probably flirt with someone if he's interested enough, most people are scared of him because he's known to be 'dangerous'. Doesn't directly picks fights with anyone but if you make the first move he'll fuck you up. Jen's not really that dangerous once ya get to know him. He's got a hella hardcore pessimistic and chill view on things. Most of the time he'll have a sullen mood in which case he'll display his 'Go to hell' attitude if he's not taking shit that day.
Zodiac: Scorpio
Family: Jen has a really twisted family. His family is made up of hardcore sadists, which are imbeciles that think abuse is funny and bloodthirsty killers who think they can get away with anything. No one in his family is what you call "sane" and they've all been to prison at least twice in their life. Jen is, unfortunately, part of his family's tribe and as much as he would like to get out of it he can't because he's already been marked like the rest of them, as the chief's son. Jen doesn't understand why the other chiefs and their tribes haven't gotten rid of his family's tribe, maybe it's because they are all in on the murders and the other messed up shit his family is involved in or maybe it's because they're too scared since they are the main tribe around there with the most members. Though it doesn't matter anymore to Jen since he's recently ran away from home with his little sister to New York after his cousin attempted to take advantage of her, which has put him in a lot of danger and trouble. It's also the reason why he won't talk about his tribe and has this sort of mysterious air about him.
Likes: watching people suffer, chill/ hip-hop music, skateboarding, spray paint, sleep, coffee, smores, (skateboard) stickers and drawing on himself
Dislikes: his depression, loud noises, school, his insomnia, salty foods, people being all over him, feeling tired, really bright lights, crowded places
Other: Wears this really colorful pastel necklace that says 'Piss Off' everywhere he goes since his little sister gave it to him. (https://cdn1.ykso.co/snarkfactory/product/funny-pastel-goth-90s-soft-grunge-creepy-cute-bubblegum-nu-goth-fairy-kei-kawaii-piss-off-necklace-creepy-cute-kawaii-nu-goth-jewelry/images/7d4c733/1442974708/generous.jpg)

((just to let you know i’d die for jen. i love him already. as for jumping in, jen can probably bump into them when nick and rejina are out for a walk, probably searching for tick.))

To say the least, Nick wasn’t shocked. He knew New York was bad, the worst at dealing with Outsiders. They didn’t take to them well, always preferring their own. Nick sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. “The stories you hear aren’t always true, ya know. Once you get used to it, New York ain’t so bad.”

(lmaoo thanks dude! Makes me happy that you like him! And alright I'll jump in when ya'll get rollin' with the search for Tick)

((you’re welcome! :) and sounds good!))

('Sup? Sorry I haven't been on lately. Mid-terms.)

Tick was standing shakily, fists up. She had a black eye and her nose was bleeding. She was grinning though as she spat out some blood and threw another punch at the big buff guy in front of her, the surrounding crowd cheering and jeering. Her fist connected and she felt the satisfying crack of joints popping.

(This is all I shall mention for now. I'm mostly waiting for the perfect opening to reveal more.)

(What's happening?)

(Tick is fighting… someone?
Rejina and Nick are still in his apartment.
Jenestder hasn't jumped in yet.
That's pretty much it.)

((just to let you know i’d die for jen. i love him already. as for jumping in, jen can probably bump into them when nick and rejina are out for a walk, probably searching for tick.))

To say the least, Nick wasn’t shocked. He knew New York was bad, the worst at dealing with Outsiders. They didn’t take to them well, always preferring their own. Nick sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. “The stories you hear aren’t always true, ya know. Once you get used to it, New York ain’t so bad.”

"Yeah? And how long does it take to get used to it?" she asked, moaning a little as she sat up a bit more.

(What's happening?)

(Tick is fighting… someone?
Rejina and Nick are still in his apartment.
Jenestder hasn't jumped in yet.
That's pretty much it.)

(For money. That's all I'll say.)

“A week or two,” Nick shrugged. “It just depends how long your Outsider smell takes to fade away.” His face grew concerned as she moaned. Was she in that much pain? “Hey, do you need some pain medicine?”

"Oh goodie," she mumbled. "Yeah, that would be great…"

“I’ll be back,” Nick said, jumping up from the couch and and walking towards his bathroom, rummaging through his medicine cabinet. Ah, there we go. Grabbing the container, he made a quick stop at his kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. “Here you are,” he said, handing them to Rejina.

"Thanks," she replied slowly. "These aren't poisoned, are they?"

Nick rolled his eyes. "No, they're not. If I would've wanted to kill you, I would've done it earlier. Plus, I invited you in my house, right?" Why was she so paranoid? New York's not that bad.

(Pffft. Rejina is pretty paranoid isn't she?)

(Reasons. ;D)

Nick rolled his eyes. "No, they're not. If I would've wanted to kill you, I would've done it earlier. Plus, I invited you in my house, right?" Why was she so paranoid? New York's not that bad.

Rejina pressed her lips together at his response, then swallowed the medicine.

"See? Not poisoned," Nick sat down and leaned back on the couch, crossing his arms. Shouldn't Tick be back by now?

Tick was lying on the ground in a corner, trying to catch her breath. 'One more round… One more… round…' she thought as the pain started to wash over her. 'One more, then I can get out of here…'

She nodded and spoke again. "Thanks." Already, her head was feeling better.

Tick was lying on the ground in a corner, trying to catch her breath. 'One more round… One more… round…' she thought as the pain started to wash over her. 'One more, then I can get out of here…'

(hey, can i ask where Tick is? or is that too much info)

"You're welcome," After a moment nervously playing with his fingers, he spoke again. "Any idea where Tick is?"