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I am still around, honest. But, work has split my focus. And David is a low activity account. But, I'm gathering drafts right now to work on slowly. :D Stay hydrated and remember you are all beautiful!

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I will be working on replies tonight for David! :D I hope everyone is doing well and having a beautiful day.

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How I rock out as David. Got to go punk or go home. (I'm not higher with David because I am trying to prestige all the people to 1.)

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Saying it right now. David thinks of Ripley as his best friend next to Kate. They can bully the killers together.

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The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

#// have not interacted with them but they 10/10. <3

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K a i j u # a314. If you know, you know. (Mostly on Weds/Thurs)

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Since all my replies are out and one is in the queue. I will be over on my poor neglected rougarou boy tonight.

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There is a confusion that settled in him once 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐄 released him . His body ached . Where the blade had sliced into his flesh started to radiate a deep pain . Most of those who the Entity had pulled into her realm did let them go , sometimes , but those like this one never did ( not on purpose ) . It is enough of a stupor to keep him from rising to his feet immediately . when he does raise , Michael is still the superior in height . It was , in a way , a kind gesture . As messed up as that came off in his head .

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 about the silence or the release was trusted by King . Why should it be ? The voice inside his head uttered to him , her dark whisper almost pleasantly spoken if not for the disembodiment of it . Had it been his own thoughts , distorted by the Entity ? Or had it been Her ? Neither mattered in that moment . There was only him and there was only Michael . His fingers reached up , touched the warmth of his own blood and how tacky it felt on his fingertips .

King wasn't going to trust this lapse in normal reaction from the man . ❛ Don't be such a cocktease next time , yeah ? ❜ Follow through with it , he thought . Before Michael could gain sense , King pushed from his position and dived past the man's legs . Tucked and rolled , he came to his feet to take a slide over the nearest pallet and make it for the gate right as the last gen popped off .

the boogeyman cannot help but wonder if this is what david king was like outside of the realm. maybe that's how he ended up here -- pushing the wrong person a little too much and the entity decided to take him before he truly died. he is curious, would ask if he was one to speak ... but he doesn't speak. never has, never will. not like there's a need to speak with this survivor, considering how much he runs his mouth all the time. david king was the first survivor besides laurie to taunt him. it's something he's never forgotten. it's why he's so... obsessed with him in particular, he thinks.

this is the part where every other survivor fights back, bashes their fists against michael's chest, tries to bite him or headbutt him. this... is something completely new. it stirs a strange feeling in his belly, fire swelling between his thighs. he's never felt this way before, and it irritates him to experience something new with someone as irritating as david.

a sound akin to a shaky exhale is heard from under his mask, and michael does something unexpected -- he pulls his bloodied knife back and away from the other, dropping his body to the dirt like a ragdoll. he stands there above him, head tilting down... just watching and observing him, trying to figure him out. maybe a part of him is enjoying this too, watching david in pain and so weak at his feet.

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the trial had been a game . they were played with at every turn . swiped at to be injured but never brought down . no one had been carried to the hooks . the pig wanted to play her game well that day and king's rage had nearly boiled over . king had nearly abandoned her to search for the pig in the tall grass . but , he had paused at her words . the red had not taken over and logic still had a foothold . king hadn't be pleased with it but he stepped back and crouched down next to her with a clenched jaw . four gens down and king started to think the pig had a deal with the entity to block the gate until the totem could be found . ❛ fine , what the fuck we doin' 'ere then ? ❜

@ncmither -> STARTER CALL.

Zarina could name a few survivors that had a tendency to perform reckless actions during the trials, and she always tried to convince them to think before acting (with varying degrees of success). However, she believed David was the worst offender of them all; she couldn't count how many times she'd seen him run head first into danger before thinking about the consequences of his actions.

"Perhaps we should cool our jets before we get ourselves into trouble." By 'we', Zarina mostly meant David. She expected her suggestion to fall on deaf ears, but she still had some hope that David would listen to her even if it was just this once.

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Got the game installed on my laptop now. Whoo. And my first match? A tunneling Ghost Face! Love that.

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That moment when I'm dumb and realize that David's mechanic outfit could totally be a call back to David King from Resident Evil: Outbreak. Maybe I should make that David's Resident Evil verse. He's the mechanic that was in the bar that night when the outbreak happened. Am I the only one who remembers and loved that game?

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I do not believe that I possess any kind of natural sex appeal. I’ve always looked at myself as this weird-looking guy.

– JON BERNTHAL

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David King. You're either chaotic good or neutral evil. There is no in-between with you. Why? Why. Why did you do that? I love you but damn man. He really wanted to just toss someone at a killer for being one of those survivors that purposefully lead killers to them. David, this is why you don't have friends. You can't just throw people at killers!

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This could have been the reason most of the survivors tended to stay away from King when he had been in one of his moods . It was someone none of them had seen before that had earned his ire . The man ran around , purposefully blew up the generators and led the killer right to them on thinking that he'd get out unharmed . The thing that pissed him off was how he had led the killer to Kate and got her hurt.

King didn't 'see' the stranger so how was he to know the man would trip over his foot ? And then it wasn't his fault that while trying to help the man up , he TOSSED him at the killer before they left . Total accident . Even as they heard him screaming as they left . When they looked at him , King stared back . ❛ What ? He fuckin' tripped . ❜ King huffed, almost like a scolded child . Wasn't like he was goin' really die anyway , he mused to himself .

Open Lunchtime Starter!

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he had seen hint of surprise . ( he didn't blame her ) . david was aware of the persona he put out . the crazy brit who ran at the monsters , not away . he still joined her . vittorio rubbing off on him and his encounter with the cenobite . ❛ been better , decided to try this bein' social bollocks . figured one of the nicer ones to talk to would be you . ❜ he paused and scratched at the back of his neck . ❛ tried talkin' to ol' billy boy but that old dodger has got more of a mouth on 'im than me . ❜

The thoughtful gesture was both unexpected and appreciated by Zarina. Before this point, she found David intimidating because of his interesting choice of tactics during the trials and his outward personality in general, though maybe Zarina had judged him too harshly.

"Thanks, David." A smile formed on Zarina's lips as she grabbed the bag of skittles from David's hands. She couldn't even remember the last time she saw a bag of skittles. "I've felt better, but I'd say that's the story of my life nowadays. How are you?"

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With David caught up on replies I may show my original character some love tonight after work. Mutuals are welcome to like this post and I'll follow you on him. I've had the idiot for years now.

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King looked around them. Minjun being answered , at first with a guttural grunt . ❛ You must be new if you think this place is anything other than not ideal . ❜ He had noticed the moment of discomfort , brought on the closer the man moved to the flames . King took it more as the man was uncomfortable with being social . He could understand that . Dwight had been a constant motor of words when the pair had first met . King had almost broke his jaw to shut him up . ❛ Others should be showing up soon . How many trials you been in so far , mate ? ❜

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀how warm can the flames be when you remember how they felt when they engulfed you all those years ago ? here, the campfire is supposed to offer a semblance of safety away from the horrors that hunt them in the trials, a reward for a job well done at escape — but when minjun stares too long into the flickering heat, panic clamors its way up his throat as his friend's screams echo in his ears, the heat all too unbearable. but now is not the time to dwell, and minjun offers the stranger a kind smile as he lowers himself to sit. it's not wise to get lost in your head. ❝ i'd say it's nice to meet you, david, but the circumstances are certainly, ah . . . not ideal. my name's minjun. ❞

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