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Oct. 1st, 2015 03:04 amBasic info post about Russell, mostly to have his skill and distinguishing marks down somewhere so I don't have to remember all of it.
( Too old to die young now )
( Too old to die young now )
[Good evening Adstring. A cheerful, older sounding male voice (that sounds like he smokes about a pack a day) is gracing your ears this fine evening. He thinks some of you need some tips]
So, since I was able to take a break from these shitheads, I noticed it looked like some of you from that other city *because like fuck is he trying to pronounce it* could use some tips on how to deal with the dead and shambling. Consider this your PSA.
First, if you don't have a weapon, GET THE FUCK INSIDE. Shove things in front of the windows and doors and stay there until you get an all clear. If you don't know what you're doing all that's going to happen is you're going to turn into zombie chow. Try not to, I know I won't hesitate to put a bullet through your head.
Those of you who have actually seen a zombie movie know the drill I hope. Stay away from the packs, aim for the head, and don't, for the love of fuck, get bit.
If you get bitten, you have about 24 hours. Do yourself a favor, tell someone with a weapon so they can kill you before you try and eat your friends.
Have a nice day, if you survive it that is.
[And in the background you can hear another male voice, a bit younger, laughing and telling 'Kline' to 'stop being a bastard']
[Russell laughs in return]
Not my fault if-
[Feed ends]
So, since I was able to take a break from these shitheads, I noticed it looked like some of you from that other city *because like fuck is he trying to pronounce it* could use some tips on how to deal with the dead and shambling. Consider this your PSA.
First, if you don't have a weapon, GET THE FUCK INSIDE. Shove things in front of the windows and doors and stay there until you get an all clear. If you don't know what you're doing all that's going to happen is you're going to turn into zombie chow. Try not to, I know I won't hesitate to put a bullet through your head.
Those of you who have actually seen a zombie movie know the drill I hope. Stay away from the packs, aim for the head, and don't, for the love of fuck, get bit.
If you get bitten, you have about 24 hours. Do yourself a favor, tell someone with a weapon so they can kill you before you try and eat your friends.
Have a nice day, if you survive it that is.
[And in the background you can hear another male voice, a bit younger, laughing and telling 'Kline' to 'stop being a bastard']
[Russell laughs in return]
Not my fault if-
[Feed ends]
OOC: Permissions
Dec. 30th, 2010 01:47 amTypes of sex I am OK with: Yes. Anal, oral, intercrural, hands, feet, if you can fuck with it it's all good.
Kinks or practices I enjoy: Me: Lots. So so many things. Russell (* denotes the other person): Rough sex, biting, dirty talk, bondage, sex against/on walls and/or furniture, public sex, *crossdressing, *begging, power plays, *"bitch boys", growling, fighting for top (so long as he wins,) marking, hair pulling. Others, I'm sure he has more.
Types of sex I'm not OK with: Nothing really, I'm pretty much cool with anything.
Kinks or practices I don't enjoy: Not big on feet, or bathroom stuff
Willing to write rape or dubcon?:Yes and yes
Is fade to black OK?:Sure
Kinks or practices I enjoy: Me: Lots. So so many things. Russell (* denotes the other person): Rough sex, biting, dirty talk, bondage, sex against/on walls and/or furniture, public sex, *crossdressing, *begging, power plays, *"bitch boys", growling, fighting for top (so long as he wins,) marking, hair pulling. Others, I'm sure he has more.
Types of sex I'm not OK with: Nothing really, I'm pretty much cool with anything.
Kinks or practices I don't enjoy: Not big on feet, or bathroom stuff
Willing to write rape or dubcon?:Yes and yes
Is fade to black OK?:Sure
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dirtyvegasrpRussell pushed open the convenient door that just happened to lead right through the front door of his house, still carrying Saori. Kicking the door shut, he leaned in and kissed her again, more deeply than when they had been in public. He pulls away with a grin. "This private enough for you?"
The Chase, Continued
Sep. 13th, 2010 01:27 pm[Because I suck at tagging in a timely fashion OTL, continuation from this thread.]
Of course Russell was going to come at him again and he grinned in response to Blaine's sudden bout of playfulness, suddenly reminded of when he had first met Blaine when the blonde was a directionless teen. Funny how things worked out sometimes. Or not so surprising when he thought about it. He still owed Itsuki a punch to the face one of these days, one which he had been planning to deliver quite soon, but then this shit had to happen. Not that he was complaining at the moment.
He took in what was down this hallway, a dead end, so nowhere he could go, but Blaine could still dodge around him and go back down the stairs or up to the roof. He lunged for him again, anticipating which way Blaine would move this time and (hopefully) compensating. The blonde wasn't going to get away again, even if this was just a game. He was going to catch him sooner rather than later, and then the game could simply continue in a different way and a different place.
Of course Russell was going to come at him again and he grinned in response to Blaine's sudden bout of playfulness, suddenly reminded of when he had first met Blaine when the blonde was a directionless teen. Funny how things worked out sometimes. Or not so surprising when he thought about it. He still owed Itsuki a punch to the face one of these days, one which he had been planning to deliver quite soon, but then this shit had to happen. Not that he was complaining at the moment.
He took in what was down this hallway, a dead end, so nowhere he could go, but Blaine could still dodge around him and go back down the stairs or up to the roof. He lunged for him again, anticipating which way Blaine would move this time and (hopefully) compensating. The blonde wasn't going to get away again, even if this was just a game. He was going to catch him sooner rather than later, and then the game could simply continue in a different way and a different place.
