#atropos maldonaldo

[arsonistic-tendencies]

The Road of Death is a peaceful one, if you simply Accept it

Today was the Day as Brutus had told him. he was all packed up and Ready for their little........... Trip to find john.... He had said his goodbyes though they didn't know...... Now the Hard part........ " Goodbye John " He muttered leaving a bouquet of hells bells on the table...... His final gift the vines seemed to almost spread around his room.

"Ready?" The Demon cooed holding out a hand, Delicate to the touch despite all the Callous's and scars that ran across her body. Her line of work an easy exuse for all the scars that lined her body.

The boy nodded reluctantly placing his own, He wore something different than what he usually did figured he should leave a keepsake of some sort. His red hair had grown out enough it could be held in loose braids granted it didn't stick.

Loose strands stuck out despite the careful care he had put into his hair. He had painted his pointed nails green and wore a simple striped polo that cropped around his stomach. His loose pants hung at his hips kept up by a belt that stuck out. He had done up his face earlier wearing eyeliner and brown lipliner before finishing with dark red lipstick. He fixed the much too big Jean jacket over his shoulders as he finnished putting on the gold chain around his neck from earlier.

"Can I just do one last reading before we leave?" He asked quietly his tarot deck in hand as he shuffled them out of habit. "Be quick about it the clock is ticking child" She hummed as she stretched her tail flicked as she did. He nodded pulling out a set of cards as he thought about his question spreading them out, They always shifted through there was one that always stuck out one of the major arcana.... Death.

Something big was going to happen...... WHAT was it he wasn't sure.

"Alright Times up kiddo lets go. " She huffed pulling him to his feet. And guiding him through the door, "I know a cozy little place outta town. She spoke placing her hat on Atropos's head. "But it's going to be hot soo you're not getting sun burnt on my watch!" She spoke with a smile. Trying to fill the motherly role as she had promised flicking her fingers a portal opened different from Atropis's it was a bloody red as sigils were spread around it.

He seemed reluctant to step through, Sensing the hesitation Brutus lifted the boy on her shoulder with a smile. "The portal isn't going to bite 'ya love perhaps not as flashy as your dark magic but safe nonetheless " She spoke cheerily as they walked through onto a farm.

Wait this wasnt?- he felt weak as the room spun visions of the worst possible scenarios rushing through his mind as he felt someone catch him.

@jamie-todd-red-knight @itsconstantinebitch

[alsyushaz]

The young teen freezes at the sight of the vigilante, having made the mistake by of removing his goggles his eyes are wide and utterly terrified his hands are glowing the fire he had manifested quickly extinguishing when he'd had clenched his fists, no doubt having planned to set another building on fire. backing away quietly with the hopes carrion hadn't seen him

(ooc:Carrion visits wayne manor right? she may have ran into one of bruce's wards Alazne if you wanna add in a little drama hehe>:3 She and Pyro have the same birthmark under their eyes on opposite ends hehe and generally look very similar except for their ears and hair color lolz)

- @arsonistic-tendencies

(ooc: decided to do a scenario with alazne!)

the girl pops out of nowhere while carrion had just entered the manor. she closes the large double doors behind her, only to see a girl standing right there in front of her.

“damn, you should really not sneak up on people like that.” on closer inspection, the kid looks familiar, like carrion’s met him before. perhaps, this teen was a girl instead, but looked very similar to pyro, whom she’d met and talked to not long ago.

“pyro? you didn’t tell me you liked it here. you didn’t even know what a batburger was until i showed you.” the girl clarifies that she isn’t pyro, rather that she’s his sister, alazne. they look scarily alike, and the birthmark under her eye confirms that she’s pyro’s sibling.

“well, pyro never told me he had a sister. please tell me you at least know what a batburger was. your brother didn’t.”

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The teen frowned for a second his brows furrowing..

'Constaintine's gonna kill me for messing his coat up... wait he could probably fix it nevermind he'll be fine...' He thought to himself .

"I hope I'm not being too nosy or anything as my mentor likes to call it.." They shrug,

"Buttt I could practically feel it radiating off you so I was a little curious !

I wont spill if ya don't want me to ... a batburger does sound nice, what is it? like a regular burger?"

He inquired following his potential ally friend???

A teen approachs Aliona, Tilting his head curious.

His hands burried within a brown trench coat a couple sizes too big for him. As he stares, just Staring at her.

Reluctantly eyeing his mentor before speaking.

"You-... You do magic too right?" He asks smiling.

He fidgets tucking a loose strand of hair behind his head his green eyes staring at the ground a bit nervous.

- 🔥 @arsonistic-tendencies

“magic? depends on who’s askin’.”

aliona wonders where the teen’s guardians are. she’s seen way too many cases like these while patrolling around. however, seeing the glimmer in his eye upon asking her his question, she felt heartened by his little inquiry.

noticing that the mahogany trench coat was a few sizes too big for the kid, she clasps her palms together, her conscience’s powers helping to shrink the coat down to the perfect size for the teen.

“there, you won’t be so cold anymore.”

she offers him a smile back, and then released her palms from the trench coat’s lined fabric, dusting off the front of the kid’s clothes. aliona guides him out of the dark alleyway, away from the hoard of broken glass bottles on the floor.

“i could go for a batburger. you wanna join? it’s on me.”

[risky-catalysts]

General Information

Rare sight to meet the supposed ward of Bruce Wayne even rarer to meet the Slippery vigilante risk. She's successfully avoided media outlets and one wonders who the mysterious ward is. An urban legend among the kids who hadn't met her civilian persona other then the ones who met her when she was first brought in(Alfred, Bruce and Grayson[Rare Sightings])

Her twin brother is Atropos/Pyrotechnist(presumed dead) They look completely alike with the exception of his red hair and birthmarks on opposite sides.

Robin #: ????(She works as a stand in unofficially if batmans current robin is out of commission)

tags #Risk #Alazne Maldonaldo

My Nemisis(brother) @arsonistic-tendencies

[arsonistic-tendencies]

"Gotham is Ugly dull dark sad and lifeless.... I merely wish to bring it beauty with the life of my flame!"

- Interview with inmate #0223****

" Leave me 'n papa alone....... please " - ????

Rp Boundries + Muns Intro

Meet Pyro!

Meet Atropos! [ Very Much still dead.... Influencing Reality on Accident ]

Atropos's Status: Ghosting around and Hiding behind @/johncon

Pyros Status: ??????? scared very scared

Meet Alice! (coming soon)

Spotify Playlist

Art Refrences: Pyro + Other Atropos

Voice Claims

Pyro Minor Violence warning ' Cheerleader' Coa 8

??????: Dream BBQ ENA Salesperson (delight) Meanie (Anger)

Atropis. Aba Guilty Gear

Theres an air of death to this one.... Threaded through his every being he is alive something death should never be.(<= creatures of the Supernatural and people who work or do the craft will pick up on this :3)

'Alice Lynns' : Suddenly back after being missing

pyro is the child of @/ mr-cobblepot

OBSESSED with Firefly ( @/the-bugboys

Atropos is the child of @/john-constantine-the-warlock @/itsconstantinebitch

Atropos John Constiantine(ARIEL ) . Post Lazerous Pit: He gets taken in shortly after his death and mimics john his mentor/looks up to him. Takes place post Dark Apoklips/House of mystery as will refrence those posts

Death Count (4) Default (3)

Only listens to

OOC: Since Mun is very silly if you wish to talk to mun OOC: 🌺 preface it with this emoji.... if I'm talking ooc please lmk you want it in character

CW: Occasional unmedicated drug use, Occasional Violence and Torture,Stalkerish behavior .... Usual angst(mun loves angst idk what to tell yall)

Lore posts

Transcripts : 1rst interview [FAILURE]

Rebirth : Ariel Atropis wakes up from the pit Dark Apoklips Logs : The Deal

Take me Gently into your arms. For I am as fragile as Glass : Ariel Atropos's relationship + Thoughts with Death coughs

As the Last petal falls the spirits start to weep : Lucifer is introduced + final hours

[Incoming Phone Call:????] : Context + Ariel Atropos uses his powers to call out for the people he cares about as he's stuck in limbo

Tags:

(Talon Au!) #​Spades the Clown (wannabe ballerina)

(Arkham stuff) #Speaking Privileges Revoked

#Atropos Maldonaldo

#The Pyrotechnics

#Not! Atropos

#[Incoming Phone Call]

relationships:

His twin sister(He's the secret twin): Alazne Maldonaldo, Heiress to the Matriarchal famillia @risky-catalysts (He'll refrence her a lot)

[arsonistic-tendencies]

File #02223**** [Atropos Johns Aprentice]

Refrences

Facts

Alignment: Chaotic Nuetrel (he only cares if it benefits him or involves the people he trusts )

Real Name: Atropis Maldonaldo???Alias's: [READACTED] Ariel(Thank you Jill)

Kids! @/ jillsteinhardt (in spirit)

Aprentice: @/jamie-todd-red-knight

First Apearence: Chronicles of Death (Hellblazer short story )

Occupation: Exorcist , Angel Hunter

Base of Operations: Wherever john goes

Eyes: Green/Purple????

Hair: Red fades to purple

Ethnicity : Hispanic (Guatemalan + Mexican american)

Height: 5'7

Weight: 140

Pronouns: He/They

Sexuality + Gender : Transmasc + Fem presenting | Cupioromantic + Bi

Age: 17 (Stuck in the time stream for the longest while)

Mentor/Legal Guardian: John Constiantine

First thing most people notice: The ghostys that won't leave him tf alone

The unbearable air of death to him

His facial scars

Attributes

=> rambles about death a lot if he's delirious

=> His best and most trusted buddy ( familiar + Advisor ) is Esmel (a quetzal) Somehow is still alive??????? (very respectful will bow to those above or lower than him if his owner deems them important enough ie the ghost king)

Weaknesses + Abilities

Abilities: Profesional Magic user, The Occult ,Shadows

Weaknesses: Holy water + Iron + Triggering his Ptsd + Easy to Manipulate + Naive + Anything regarding death will make his head hurt (or godlike honestly)

Personality and Description

Comes off as Childish and impulsive to cope with his past. Will refuse to acknowledge the truth if it upsets him too much. Self Sacrificial if he cares about you. If you upset him he'll push you away because he doesn't want to hurt you . Very Nihilistic if he thinks it's not worth putting up the front or upset . Piss him off and..... you don't wanna do that.....

Story

Upon waking from the lazerous pit he's seen universe after universe collapse and believes it to be his fault

Crimes

Existing

Murder of the holy Folk

John Constaintine: His (Now dead) guardian and Mentor post lazerous pit, He only repayed his debt to the deceased god because he couldn't wiggle his way out of this debt and felt bad about leaving the kid for dead (Taught him everything he knows)

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Fotos | OPEN

He snapped his fingers a box of his keepsakes..... The ones he always hid from everyone... It was an elaborate box painted neatly by hand. Protection sigils scribbled at the bottom to prevent.... Unwanted eyes from peering at it he was sure to make sure no one would enter having locked the door behind him as he unclicked the lock to the box. And dumped it on the floor sprawling the burnt pictures on the floor..... Every single one with his face and.....

Johns.... his john...... His Dad?.... he shouldn't be getting so emotional, what were they a buncha pictures and yet.... He pulled out his favorite, He remembered it so clearly... Albeit a little fuzzy... He brushed a hand over it cleaning off the dust gently as he blew it... Almost immediately hacking up more blood... He brushed it off he didn't have time to think about THAT contract...

His redhair was pulled into a small ponytail as he worked organizing them by date. He wiped the blood off with the sleeve of his trench coat. He rummaged at the box before finding johns lighter and slipping it into his pocket. He eyed the stuff he had in it a small knife what was left of the ciggerettes john liked to smoke.....His earrings, his lipstick, his eyeshadow pallet's john promised he'd get him eventually... He wore a turtleneck as he closed the box hearing a knock at his bedroom door.

Blood dribbled down his nose as he finnished packing everything back up leaving it at the bedside. He opened the door peeking to see who it was looking rather worse for wear.... He was having one of those nights

"Hmm?" He asked running a sleeve over his nose as it continued to bleed