❝ I'M ARROGANT & COCKY.

"I want to hurt you." {{RIGHT BACK AT YOU}}

Send “I want to hurt you” for my muse’s response.

Hazel hues widened as he stopped lacing the black boots he wearily put on, hesitating on what to do next. The way the male spoke with such ^STERN in his voice sent chills down his spin. ❝ Jet —– Star ? ❞ He musters from his lips as he fleet on his feet, turning towards the man. Jet Star ^TOWERED over him, standing with broad shoulders. The redhead never felt so small compared to him —– & he was ^SCARED. A cold sweat dripped down the side of his face, watching ^EAGERLY with ^TERROR growing in his eyes.

In all those ^SPARING matches they’ve had, Party learned one thing from them —— he’s much more ^QUICK& ^LIMBER than Jet was. Getting into tight spots was no problem to him, & when the other threatened to ^SLASH him with a makeshift blade it was little problem as he was able to ^SLIP out of from his line of sight, stumbling to ^BURST through the door out into the main section of the diner.

A hand grips the top of the counter, jumping over it to hide on the other side of it. The footsteps decreased ^DRASTICALLY as the door shuts behind the taller male & the redhead covers his mouth with his leather-covered hands. But, he ^WHIMPERS as doing so —– & lets out a loud ^YELP when the taller male reaches down & ^GRIPS his red hair, dragging him up to get a clear view of him. Party’s eyes are practically ^BULGING out of his sockets from how ^TERRIFIED he was. ❝ ^DON’T —– ❞ The man ^SCREAMS, from both ^FEAR& ^PAIN. ❝ god Jet Star ^PLEASE don’t do this ! ❞

The taller male reached up & gently slid the knife against the pale cheek of ^PARTY’S, trembling as he felt the blood almost immediately pour from the gash. Jet’s expression went from a conniving ^GRIN to a soft look with a light moan leaving his mouth. The redhead pounds his knees against the floor when Jet let him loose from his grasp. Confusion took over him, watching him also thump to the floor on the other side of the counter.

Party felt a heavy feeling dwell over his chest as he saw the male ^GASP desperately for air. His vision shifted towards a male with ^BLOND hair, a red gun in hand with smoke visibly leaving the barrel of it. He hops over the counter again to fall once again to the side of the male who ^INSTANTLY gripped his shirt, pulling him down before whispering softly into his ear. ❝ Don’t —– trust anyone. ❞ Conflicted, he turns towards the only one left in the room, his eyes staring right into the ^BARREL of the ray gun.

❝ Kobra —– ❞

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Morning Elegance

DANGER DAYS

it's 2019, & the world he'd know before is long since dead & there's none, if little, hope of bringing it back. it's up to party poison, the leader of the Fab Four, to take down the company who plans on creating a society with no self expression nor liveliness.

REANIMATED

The fight at BLIND headquarters left him ghosted, body left for them to experiment with. The thought that they would just toss his body, & be left to rot was what they hoped for. Not for Party Poison to become a full on weapon BLIND would later use against the local killjoys.
MODERN

Meet Aiden Chance, a local artist who covers the town from it's head to it's toe in artwork. He spent many years majoring in art & decided to show off what he's learned.

VAMPIRE

The origin of vampires have been around for quite sometime. But, no one really knows how long they've walked amoung the living. Aiden Chance is one of those vampires that couldn't care less about how this vampire thing started. He's kinda sick of it, but he'd be lying if he didn't mind the whole immortal thing.

VILLAIN

The world around him is in complete, & utter choas. The corrupted government, crooked politcians, & the copius amounts of secrets being hiden from the public makes him sick to the core. He decided it was about time to truly expose what the US government really is.

ASYLUM

Due to a heavy overdose of hallucinogenics, Aiden, who calls himself Party poison, was admitted to a nearby psych ward, where BLIND were the nurses taking care of him, and the killjoys were more sick patients. Feel free to take a visit once and awhile.

TEENAGER

Meet Aiden chance, 17 & full of spirit with big head on his shoulder with an ever bigger mouth. It's assured that he can cause some major trouble when desired, but most of the time he's all bark no bite.

DOCUMENTATIONS.

FULL NAME: Aiden Bartholomew Chance David
NICKNAME: Party Poison
HOMETOWN: Reno, NV
AGE: 43 ( 2019 )
ETHNICITY: Russian
GENDER: Agender
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Panromantic
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual
RELIGION: Agnostic
SPOKEN LANGUAGE: English, Spanish, Russian ( broken. )
CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Run down diner
OCCUPATION: Survivalist

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: Elvana Chance & Dakota David
SIBLINGS: Younger brother - Victor Chance
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Verse dependent
CHILDREN: Yes ( but does not know of them )

PHYSICAL TRAITS

EYE COLOUR: Hazel
HAIR COLOUR: Vibrate Red
HEIGHT: 5'9″
BODY BUILD: Underweight ( strictly dd verse )
TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: N/A
NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: N/A

PHOBIAS AND DISORDERS

PHOBIAS: Trypanophobia
MENTAL DISORDERS: Anxiety, Paranoia, & Insomnia
WHEN WAS THIS DIAGNOSED?: Older years, late thirties

PERSONALITY

INTELLIGENCE: Graduate Degree ( dd verse. master’s / doctoral in specific verses. )
LIKES: The smell of freshly cut grass, gasoline, burning rubber, smoking weed & cigarettes, drinking vodka & the rain
DISLIKES: Showers, obnoxiously long hair, darkness & blood
DISPOSITION: Flirtatious, sometimes apathetic
EXTRAS: Heavy drug user in Danger Days verse, often snorts cocaine & take hallucinogenics. DMT, PCP, LSD, Acid, & Ecstasy. Very manipulative & demanding, typically selfish as well.

BIOGRAPHY

[ REDRACTED ] , also commonly known as PARTY POISON in the region of the zones, is the leader of fabulous four. Standing at five foot nine, he is distinct, standing out in the zones with an ICONIC red hair & blue jacket.

Within this clique, he stands with three other members. Called FUN GHOUL, JET STAR, & KOBRA KID. All of which, fall under the command of him. Which, is no problem. Since they all fight the same fight. They don’t have much choice if they want to keep the world full of it’s own individuality & away from the ruthless rule of the BETTER LIVING INDUSTRIES. They only have one way ruling their world ; keeping it black & white, plain & simple. No curious people means no problems or concerns. So, they just toss them a pill to keep them in a straight line. This is why KILLJOYS are here to stop this inhumane way of treating those who don’t even know WHAT they’re getting themselves into.

You are either a KILLJOY, or living within Battery City, only allowing this horrendous way of living to only be VALIDATED. It’s easier to fight for what’s right then live a life full of lies.

HOARSE WORDS.