𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮

I feel like I spent too much time on these lmao but

He'd gamble for anything in the slightest just to feel a simplistic thrill that accompanied the feeling of gambling and nothing more. It went from cheap thrills to a means of escape from his abuse father and his brothers verbally abusive father, oftentimes having to leave his little brother home with their sickly mother; If things got too bad during his gambling runs (getting caught cheating persay) then he wouldn't return home for days on end to his own disappointment.

" Ah those! Well I can recall this story from start to finish so I'd suggest pulling up a chair for this one.

It was June 24th, 1972; I was seventeen at the time, living with ma and Terrences' old man still, and had a friendly gamble with a man who happened to have won a bet against Terrences' father. Needless to say, a pack of cigarettes later and misreading a poker face, I took my stepfather and my own loss onto my shoulders for getting caught cheating. I wasn't as skilled with my card dealing as a seventeen year old kid so to "brandish" me as a cheater back home, he had my face marked up. Unfortunately, that's how my brother got his tattoo as well seeing as his father was a real work of art who'd rather put his kid up as a bargaining chip then pay up what he owed as well. Ma still didn't leave the man but what can I say? The woman was sick and needed money in the end, even if it came from another gambler so she tended to not care about a lot of big things; Her seven year old son getting his face tattooed was just a mild inconvenience. "

🃏 - Strange! Lemme find a way to make that possible, I'm still new to this platform!

" I love me too. "

" Do you mean the grey tabby cat, Missy? If that's the cat you're asking about I can guarantee that I got her out of the attic of a property I owned in Egypt, alongside her siblings and mother. I raised and trained them all; Missy, Blackjack, Domino, Ace, and Dice were their names but only Missy stuck around.

The rest know different tricks; From pulling cards out of your hands, sliding poker chips over, and various other gimmicks... There's certainly a good number of cats I've trained but haven't seen since I joined Dios' employ.

Doesn't help Animal Shop tries eating Missy on the daily. "

Throat clearing momentarily, as though maybe trying to hide the fact he may also be a cat collecting fanatic coupled with gambling addict.

" I officially own Missy but I've raised various cats, I may've also helped my brother raise a few hermit crabs when we were kids but where's the fun in owning something you can't cuddle at night? "

" I've always held a deeply rooted fondness for The Doors to Alice in Chains; Classic rock is great but jazz is even better for gambling. Frank Sinatra is an excellent, though complimentary choice and my favorite artist. "

" Officially or unofficially? Because there was that "Assault with a deadly weapon" charge involving my biological father and myself when I was nineteen. "

There's a slight, though noticeable pause before he speaks up again.

" I was also busted for underage drinking at a party with some classmates from my old high school where I gambled with th them. I never drank enough to get trashed of course, but when a neighbor filed a noise complaint and the house was raided, I had been drinking my first glass of gin that night. "

Daniel, despite these issues and fights endured, does take his role as a big brother seriously by the end of the day.

He's also why that custom wardrobe Terence uses exists as he had it custom built to hide his dolls from Daniel as to not send the other into a fear driven anxiety.

Otherwise? A "go to" is his anti-hangover regiment, a Prairie Oyster with gin sprinkled in it. Consisting of one egg yolk, salt with pepper, Worcestershire sauce, hot sauce, and some chilled gin to make it go down easier. Prairie Oyster drinks became commonplace once he hit 21, oftentimes leading to his then 11 year old brother mocking the man for his insolence but he officially only started adding gin into the mix after his ribs got broke when he was 25.

Photos of the drinks are below by order of appearance.

Cowboy Cocktail

🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?    》 Daniel, for the longest time, was undiagnosed given the fact his old fashioned father had pounded into his head that mental illness wasn't exactly as important. He has severe anxiety, which causes him to break into a sweat and chew on his lips to the point they bleed; Serious fits will just make him shut down completely, all rational thought leaving to instead be replaced by nonsensical babbling as a sort of defense mechanism. He also has anger issues that will result in him clinching his hand around whatever is nearest to him; These issues, coupled with his mental shutdown spurred on by Jotaro actually caused Osiris to lash out at mental hospital staff who were trying to subdue him. He also has a form of PTSD that developed due to Jotaros bluffing nearly costing him his life. If he lost, he KNEW Dio would've had him killed for failure and "betrayal", causing the man to never look at cards the same way again; Luckily, he eventually moves on and gets back into the swing of playing cards again but there's that undeniable fear of encountering Jotaro again. Luckily, despite his humiliation at the hands of the Crusaders, he finally gets diagnosed and gets the medication he needs to help combat these issues.

🍇  :    how would my muse describe their childhood?  how much has it impacted the person they are now,  or will become as an adult?  around what age did they or will they start to mature,  and why?  do they wish to go back to their days as a child,  or have they embraced adulthood?   》 From an early age, Daniel was exposed to gambling; His father was a addictive man when it came to booze and a good round or two of poker. His father was a man of malice and disdain, oftentimes arguing with Daniel's sickly mother over his own gambling problems and using his son as a scapegoat or wager. For instance, the facial tattoos were done all because his father lost a bet so he volunteered his own son to endure the payment. He grew to despise the man who had been physical with him multiple times, the two often fighting to the point Daniel left home for hours to days on end. Luckily, the stains of childhood, that immense need to be better than that man who was his father, have all but diminished though he's still learning new things given his father was "old fashioned." Daniel relishes in being an adult, to be free of the burden that was sat on his shoulders when his brother was born; He may not seem it, but he did take his big brother role seriously and would take any unwanted pressure by his own father or Terences' father off of his younger sibling.

🍑  :    how meticulously does my muse look after their physical appearance?  do they spend a lot of time on their hair,  makeup,  grooming,  and clothing?  is there a particular reason why they do or don’t?   》 Daniel has a very particular timetable he sticks to that begins every morning at 5am; Cycling from a messy haired man to the well known look we all associate with him, it's nearly impossible to get the man to break a well practiced stride. He's meticulous about his appearance and upholds his image very well he'd like to believe; Shaving off any excess facial hair, washing his face, showering, getting the wavy hair back under control... He spends more on his physical appearance depending upon the actions of the previous night. He get a little deep in his cups so to speak? It'll take him over an hour. Came home and went to sleep? Maybe a good 40 minutes.

🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?     》 Daniel never had many "true" friends, just enemies or individuals at casinos and bars recognizing the man who is something of a regular to their respective branch. Now, that isn't to say he doesn't keep people around (no pun intended): Daniel keeps potential collectors pieces in sight as well as people he knows will be of great strategic importance to his exploits. He doesn't like to dwell on it, but he has great charisma and an even more proficient silver tongue; Being friends with Daniel, while rare, is probably one of the more genuine moments where you're kept close. He'll maintain contact as best he can and learn all the quirks he can about someone who interests him, evaluating on autopilot if you can provide him any use for exploits, but otherwise not aiming to put you in his collection unless you peeve him off or willingly bet your soul. In the instance of getting to befriend him, just know that he will keep you close and, if he feels like it, might remove toxic individuals from your picture if you say the word: Be it by making a bet or, having one of the individuals who more or less are indebted to him beat on that individual. He's never directed involved of course, aiming to puppeteer from the sidelines.

🍊  :    does my muse desire romance?  is it something they would actively seek out,  or prefer to happen more  ‘  naturally?  ’  what is their love life like?  do they have any exes or past flings,  or crushes?     》 Daniel has always had issues keeping committed to his relationships; He don't cheat per say, but it's just this lingering question and feeling of "You CAN do better so why are you dating me?" Most of his flings are sporadic or even one night stands, though he has managed to keep a relationship with a woman back in Chicago going for a month until he tampered off. He's got plenty of "exes" and plenty of past relationships but, again, he has issues keeping in relationships; Yet despite his inept misfortune of breaking it off frequently, deep down, he does want to at least know what love feels like. He himself doesn't exactly have the best means of processing emotions for another human being, much less attachment, but he'd love to experience what this feels like at least once. He's more of a natural guy in these things, oftentimes letting potential partners come to him as, again, he has issues with self expression.

" The nature of Alessis' stand could considered sadistic, maybe even morally unacceptable and downright infuriating to discuss among the public; A stand that shrinks and deages the target down by an unknown bit of years, even to the point they're a fetus? It's advantageous true, it makes up for his otherwise evident lack thereof skill in anything else but...

I've never been overly fond of children.

Now, let me be more clear on this; If I had to further express why I've never enjoyed children, you can blame that mostly on my brother. That, and one thing I absolutely loathe is a childs cries: Not in a "oh no, the baby is crying so I have to calm it" sort of way, but I'm more so annoyed when children cry for no evidently good reason. Would I kill a kid? Well.... "

There's a pause, almost as though mauling and mincing apart a sentence to restructure it; A fine surgery.

" If it was required for my services or to keep things from falling out of line? Sure. Now... I say this, loosely. I am not killing babies or kids below a certain age because, let's be real: Kids are difficult to get to shut up and you shouldn't tell a little kid your deepest secret unless you want it publicized. Let's say I'm in a game that's a sort of life or death style of game, my dealer is a kid I've taught my best tricks; Call me what you please but if it's costing me my life?

. . . . . . . You know, I wouldn't know if I'd actually kill a kid. I'm not /him\ but, if I teach you something, perfected it even, and you leave me to drown? There's no real telling what I'd do until I do it. True, I've thought of thrashing a child that was my dealer that I taught for nearly costing me a game for dealing me cards meant for someone else but I never exactly acted on it.

I suppose it's almost situational. But as of current? No, I haven't killed any kids. "

" I've rambled enough about myself, and I digress; Alessis' stand is certainly... Unique. I suppose it pairs well with a man who acts like a child and a man who cannot bluff to save his own hyde; It has advantages, but disadvantages. I can imagine he can't use it in the dark as you cannot cast a shadow on darkness itself, therefore, rendering his abilities ineffective. He is supposed to be an assassin after all, and he'd hopefully have the sense to be subtle in the use of Set; But this is Alessi we're talking about, God knows that man doesn't use his brain.

In practice? It can be effective, I hear that people affected lose their memories the longer they suffer the effects and with the right amount of time being bide... It could make his job as an assassin quite effective.

Assuming he don't kill his targets in front of crowds. If you kill a target, do they still remain children or revert back to adults? If they look like kids still, I can imagine you could make targets deaths look like the byproduct of a freak accident for a toddler or something; Easier to get away with in that case. "

🃏 - Just a casual reminder he WAS like "I'm gonna kill that kid" in his fight against Jotaro.

🍪 what did you want to be as a kid, and what do you want to be now?

" When I was a kid, huh? That's been a long time by now, long since passed. If I think hard enough on my childhood, as strained as it had been, if I'm certain I wanted to go into owning a pet store. A fucking petstore, can you believe it? I was always a natural with most animals, but never dogs; Dogs hate me and I, in turn, mutually hate them back. Well.

I wanted to be owner of a pet store, at least, until /he\ reminded me; Droning into my skull like a set of nails digging into my head, "You're a D'Arby, not a fucking nobody" or a famous set of "Danny boy, you should lower your standards or I'll lower them for you." My old man never was a supportive individual and was rather critical of his "unplanned mishap with a bitch of a girlfriend" as he'd commonly tell his "friends" at the poker table while I dealt cards. "

There's a awkward, pungent tension circulating the air like a thick syrup, biting into his lips bitterly all the while at such memories.

" Nowadays? I thrive off of living in the moment, trying to live my life to the fullest without a single repercussion. But I know I can't travel forever, there's only so many places I can visit in the world so, if I get the opportunity, I was thinking of opening up either my own casino or bar. After all, what better place and means to show off my collection? "

🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory?

" I'd say the day /he\ left but even that wasn't exactly "childhood," I was nineteen at that time. Hmm... I'll humor you and say the day I was oh so pleasantly gifted a brother. He... Wasn't all that bad as a child. He wasn't entirely a monster by that point, and granted, I absolutely loathed hearing the little shithead cry all the time as a baby or when he'd wail then accuse me of hitting him to get our mothers affection but... Yeah, the day he was born was a decent enough day. It was snowing that day, our mother had been in labor for ten whole hours; Terence was almost born on the 4th, just three hours short. I remember it quite clearly, I hated hearing our mothers ragged cries as she tried pushing Terence from her body but getting to hold my baby brother for the first time?

Something told me that this kid, as tortuous he'd be with his fits as a toddler, would be important in my life. Did I know good or bad? Of course, I did not know at that time but I did my best to keep him safe. He may not see it, nor believe it, but I used to take my "big brother" role seriously. "

🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself?

" That's... An odd question. I was last listening to Little Miss Prissy by The Stray Cats, it's something that's more or less grown onto me. "