GANG MODUS.

My body doused in ash with two empty cans of gas The only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last And it's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black Gang Modus is a scripted Homestuck AU following the Humans and Trolls on their escapades as rival gangs.

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                                                 You’ll never take us alive                         We swore that will do us part                                                 They’ll call our crimes a work of art

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                        You’ll never take us alive                                                 We’ll live like spoiled royalty                         Lovers and partners, partners in crime.

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We swore that death would take us part, 

                          they’ll call our crimes a work of art. Timeline About Ask

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And you s w e a r to your parents, That it will never happen a g a i n, I  k n o w, I know what that means, I  k n o w. That you all have g u n s, And you n e v e r  put the safety on

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Stats | Rules | Relationships | Mun | Timeline | Art Credit

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                        There’s reasons why we fall so far so fast.                 There’s reasons why the plusses never last.                         And rest is the world’s best advice.               But the universe would kill me if I tried.

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Jade Harley Application: Accepted.

OOC Name: Robin/Max!

Pronouns: They/them, He/him Any triggers?: Child abuse, . .needles like. pictures of needles Skype: [REDACTED] Anything else we should know?: nah!!

Character: Jadelyn Harley

Alias(es): Jade, J/Jay, Jadey, Lynn

Age: 21

Sexual Orientation: Asexual

Romantic Orientation: Grayromantic

Gender: Agender

Birthdate: Dec. 1st

Species: Human

Ethnicity: Hispanic

Occupation: Guard of armory

Language(s): Spanish, English, bits of Alternian

Fears/Phobias: Loneliness, Loud noises

Height: 6’

Weight: 167 lbs

Drink?: No

Smoke?: No

Drugs?: No

Disabilities: None

Developmental Disorders: Dyslexia

Mental Illnesses: BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder), Bipolar, Anxiety

Character Description:

    Your name is JADELYN HARLEY and you’re NOT SURE HOW THIS HAPPENED. You used to be a simple kid, spending time with your dog BEC. Now you’re involved with a GANG OF MURDEROUS TEENS AND ADULTS. You don’t quite UNDERSTAND THEIR METHODS but go along with it for the SAKE OF YOUR LIFE.

    You’ve somehow made CLOSE FRIENDS with the gang’s LEADER. You’d DIE FOR HER AND THE REST OF THEM. You’ve learned over the years in this gang ORGANIZED CRIME, SHOOTING EASILY, and HOW TO MAKE A MURDER LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT. Heh, this isn’t what you were thought you’d be doing at twenty-one.

   You are at the height of SIX FEET and weigh ONE-HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN pounds. You have LONG BLACK HAIR and a TAN SKINTONE, with PIERCING GREEN EYES and BUCK TEETH that you’re not too proud of but you don’t care.

You have BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER, BIPOLAR DISORDER, and ANXIETY DISORDER as diagnosed by the gang’s DOCTOR. It’s shitty, and you’ve learned the gang gives you TIME TO COPE BY YOURSELF and will talk when you need it.

Aside from gang related activities, when you’re off work you like to READ ADVENTURE NOVELS, HELP ROSE WITH HER KNITTING, SHOOT YOUR RIFLE, and LISTEN TO MUSIC.

    What will you do?

Example Script Roleplay:

i was minding my own business taking bec on a walk as usual when we heard some screams

it was weird but this kind of thing happened frequently, with the new gangs sprouting up out of nowhere

bec tugged me down the alley to see what was going on and when i saw it i kiiind of chickened out and stood towards a wall to get a view while hiding

(bec gave up my hiding spot with his barking though >:P)

when rose locked her eyes with mine i knew i was totally a goner!!! well i assumed anyway

later that day she took me to see her mom (the leader of the gang!) and bec and i became cool agent-y kids :D (not really kids anymore, aheh)

thats my story!!!

Example Paragraph Roleplay:

Jade sat quietly in the court house, formulating a break out plan for when Rose inevitably became incarcerated. This wasn’t the first time, or the last, that the gang had to break the notorious Rose Lalonde out of jail for her murderous spree.

Once the trial ended and Rose was convicted guilty, Jade left with their head hanging low, making sure to give Rose a small wave goodbye as if it were the last time they’d see each other for quite a while. The judge probably knew Rose would escape eventually, she usually does, but there she goes off to the big house again. Awaiting the rescue of her dear family.

“Okay,” Jade began, “here’s the plan.” They mapped out a complicated plan, making sure to give everyone a role. John would sneak into the slammer, Roxy would pick the locks, Jane would heal up any scrapes or bruises, and Dirk/Dave transportation station. This was totally going to work! Rose would be out of jail by the time she counted to three.

Striking their attack at midnight, the gang went off to rescue their sister. Dirk and Dave sitting in the front of the flame painted van (Idea from the Striders themselves, not discussed with the rest of the gang until it was already painted) they set off.

“So, how sure of this are you?” John looked at Jade, asking the question. “How sure am I? I’m one-hundred and one percent sure this will work!” Jade replied with a grin, “After all, I learned from the one and only Rose Lalonde!” John snickered, “And how’s being the ‘one and only Rose Lalonde’ going for her?” John recieved a punch in the arm from Jade and sat silent the rest of the ride.

Taking about half an hour, and a few fights with one or two guards, the gang was speeding their way from the jail with Rose in the back. Jade gave her a hug and a wink, “Guess we saved your ass again!” Rose smiled, “Guess you did.”

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Rose Lalonde Application: Accepted.

OOC Name: Eli, Keni, Glitch, ect

Pronouns: She/her 

Any triggers?: Acrophobia(Images of the tops of buildings or looking down from great heights), Tricksters, and animal gore

Skype: [REDACTED]

Anything else we should know?: mmmm nope!

Character: Rose Lalonde

Alias(es):  Rosa, Rose, Psychotic, Knitting Needle Murderer

Age: 21

Sexual Orientation: Demisexual

Romantic Orientation: Biromantic

Gender: Bigender

Birthdate: December 4th

Species: Human

Ethnicity: Full blooded Japanese

Occupation: Leader of the human gang

Language(s): English, Japanese, more Alternian than she cares to admit

Fears/Phobias: The Dark, Uncertainty

Height: 5'2"

Weight: 140

Drink?: Sometimes

Smoke?: On occasion

Drugs?: No

Disabilities: None 

Developmental Disorders: None

Mental Illnesses: Anxiety

Character Description: 

Your name is ROSALINA ANNE LALONDE and you have inherited the role as LEADER of the gang that opposes the TROLL ONE. You have quite the criminal record as you have ICE COLD BLOOD runing through your veins.

To those close to you you would DIE FOR THEM and protect them at all costs, despite being only FIVE FEET AND TWO INCHES you are more than capable of holding your own. Your MOTHER has taught you EVERYTHING YOU KNOW from your knowledge of fighting to HOW TO RUN THIS TOWN.

You have two sides, your PROFESSIONAL side in which you present all the time if you are performing business. While in this state you act eloquent and  polite though there is always a dark  or sarcastic undertone to EVERYTHING YOU SAY. 

When you are out with friends you are actually CASUAL, which means you can speak with relaxed tones and laugh without striking immediate fear. Although you can switch to PROFESSIONAL mode as soon as it is called for. 

Example Script Roleplay:

Sometimes I look so attractive I forget I’ve killed men and trolls  with these hands.

Example Paragraph Roleplay:

As the last trial ended, the troll being deemed innocent and brought away for the next case. “Lalonde vs Lydacy, for one count of murder, and one count of attempted murder.” In entered A girl no taller than 5′2″-5′3″ with rather messy hair, in a bright orange jump suit with hand cuffs and ankle cuffs as well as two other guards to keep her from attacking anything. Looking disgruntled as she was rudely shoved forward when she looked over to the people there to watch her case, among them her good colleague Jade who was wringing her hands nervously. 

While she was being sat down on the other table was a suitcase and behind it, two trolls, one looking taller than her but slightly lethargic and bandaged up. With the case started the room quited as the details were read out. 

Her grin was like that of a predators, watching and waiting, her mouth was shut as she watched the poor shaky kid try to gather himself. Refraining from adding her own commentary until it was her time to actually speak the poor bastard just kept stuttering.

The Judge spoke in a hushed tone down to the shaken and small Olive “Its alright, she can’t hurt you.” 

She let out a soft chuckle as she watched from her seat. it floated soft in the air but its edge was cold and far from gentle.

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The small, damp meeting room was dark, like always, as everyone paced around outside. The warehouse was busy with the energy of the eleven trolls, marching around, yelling, trying to figure out a plan. One, however, was missing from the hustle and bustle.

Karkat Vantas sat on the gray concrete floor of the meeting room, his hands and head aching after two hours of winding red strings around push pins, connecting people and locations to crimes and rendezvous, staring at a faded and dusty image on his big corkboard.

“ROSE LALONDE, DANGEROUS! AVOID AT ALL COSTS.”

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Karkat Vantas Application: Accepted.

OOC Name: Sunny

Pronouns: Ci/Cir, It/Its, or She/Her

Any triggers?: Infinity/apeirophobia, wrist trauma (though that’s tolerable)

Skype: [REDACTED]

Anything else we should know?: Not really!

Character: Karkat Vantas

Alias(es): Kitty, KK, Karcat, Various Insults and Slurs

Age: 21

Sexual Orientation: Requiessexual

Romantic Orientation: Recipromantic

Gender: Vectorboy

Birthdate: June 12

Species: Troll

Occupation: Gang Leader

Language(s): Alternian, English

Fears/Phobias: Death, Abandonment

Height: 5'8

Weight: 128 lbs

Drink?: Recreationally

Smoke?: No

Drugs?: No

Disabilities: Chronic Pain (Migraines, Stomach Pain, Back Pain), Hyperventilation Syndrome

Developmental disorder: Autism, Dyslexia, Dyspraxia

Mental Illnesses: OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder), Synesthesia, DPD (Dependent Personality Disorder), Insomnia

Character Description:

Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and YOU SIMPLY CANNOT SLEEP. You don’t know why, but your HEALTHY SLEEPING PATTERN ABANDONED YOU AFTER THE HUMAN NINTH GRADE and you haven’t seen it since. They said you have INSOMNIA, but you think it’s just because your body is a piece of shit.

You stand at FIVE FEET AND EIGHT INCHES with a weight of ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-EIGHT POUNDS. Everyone keeps telling you that you’re underweight, and that you should eat more. Every time you eat, though, a bad shock of pain goes through your system. You only eat when absolutely necessary.

Your skin color is a standard “TROLL GREY,” and your eyes are TURNING RED, LIKE YOUR BLOOD COLOR. It’s sickening, it’s tiring, and you can’t afford contacts to cover it up. You also refuse to wear shades like a certain douche on the other side, so you’re STUCK WITH THIS.

You have CHRONIC MIGRAINES and BACK PAIN, making it very hard for you to function most of the time. You’re EXTREMELY PHOTOSENSITIVE, ALL THE TIME, and try to spend most of your time in the dark. The Earth sun is a heat lamp in comparison to Alternia’s, but it still manages to send a searing pain through your oculars.

Alongside your bullshit chronic pain, you have HYPERVENTILATION SYNDROME. You’ve had to be put in a hospital on multiple occasions after overbreathing to the point of passing out.

Adding to the proof that your body literally hates you, you have been diagnosed with OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE DISORDER, DEPENDENT PERSONALITY DISORDER, AND SYNESTHESIA. The synesthesia isn’t that bad, though. You kind of like being able to smell sounds, and see personalities.

Your interests are WIDELY VARIED, though your most prominent ones are ROMANTIC COMEDIES, ALL THINGS TROLL WILL SMITH, and MUSIC (especially music by JASON ISCARIOT/HI I’M CASE).

What will you do?

Example Script Roleplay:

I HAVEN’T SHOUTED NEARLY ENOUGH AT ANYONE TODAY, ACTUALLY. THERE’S STILL A DUMPSTER FULL OF RAGING, ANGRY WORD VOMIT THAT I’M HOPING TO PROJECTILE SPEW IN SOMEONE’S DIRECTION SOON. IF ANYONE WOULD LIKE TO BE A SHITWIPE AND VOLUNTEER AS A TARGET, IT’D BE GREATLY APPRECIATED.

ANYWAY, SHOULDN’T YOU BE READING SOMETHING ABOUT WIZARDS OR POSSESSING SOMEONE? MAYBE SUMMONING SATAN?

Example Paragraph Roleplay:

He pressed his fingers into his temples, rubbing in a circular motion to try to ease the pain. He had two asprin tablets in his mouth that he couldn’t bring himself to swallow, because the box says you can only take up to two every six hours and he’s already had his allotted fill. But what else could he do to make his head stop hurting?

He heard someone walk in, but didn’t look up. The lights would have been too bright, too white.

“What do you want?” he growled under his breath, “I don’t have time right now.”