#‛|● ℛ EC┆“VIX GOD IN CHAINS” ⌦ ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵐ ᴵ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᴳᵒᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶦᵗ ᶠᶦᵗˢ ᵒⁿ ᵐʸ ᵗᵒⁿᵍᵘᵉ ⁽ᵈᵇᵈ ᵃᵘ⁾

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God this is so lazy and it shows, but Riains new DBD design! I’m thinking of calling him the director. Playing over his perks, might make it so if he hits a corpse he can see the locations of someone who tried to save them before for a few seconds, or something with attraction to tragedy.

The various cameras on him, namely his eye and chest, record and sometimes show things on the various tvs littering his ‘instance’ of the realm. Namely any kills or chasing.

Also static spit / blood and other weird shit that adds nothing but looks weird so. Same with his mouth being in a constant smile so his ‘tv eye’ shows emotions.

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     ❝-— They say if you strip and lay down all blood vessels from a human, it could circle the globe more the twice. I ain’t lookin’ to circle the world, BUT THE TREES HERE NEED A BIT OF FLAVOUR.❞ // @frenzystoked​ LIKED FOR A STARTER

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Also its art posting night and apparently tumblr ate my last post of these two (or i’m blind) but regardless I like them. Demon riain forms, true one being the second one with the addition of a bloated eyeball / abdomen

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   ❝-— Have you ever looked at someone and thought what is going on inside their head? WELL!-❞  There was A SICK SQUISHING NOISE OF THE MASS IN HIS HANDS   ❝-— I don’t know how what’s-his-name could have ANY THOUGHTS, it’s just a bunch of flesh in here.❞    // @buckandwild​ LIKED FOR A STARTER

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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ OPEN TO MUTUALS : dead by daylight fun

     `A HOT SUMMERS DAY, OLD GLUE  `A CANDLE, 30 MINUTES IN.   Plastic melting under a match- all equated to the way his SKIN reacted as he attempted control (ATTEMPTED REMELDING). But in place of the easy clay he could craft with minimal thought / THE SHOW-TIME MONSTER, THE RED ROOM DEVIL / was a PITHY DIRT that gunked up and settled in fleshy lumps- feeling like it was about to fall off (BUT WOULDN’T, OH, IT WOULDN’T). What The Director was trying to do? Rip that PAINTED SMILE off his face, turn it into something lesser or something fuller- perhaps full of TEETH ripped across his membrane, or to nothing at all. What he got instead was the mess of MELTING where he had concentrated, resulting in a muffled irritated hiss- only GROWING with realization of observer.      ❝-—Y’know, its rude to fuckin’ stare right?❞

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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @miistwalkers​​ : VERSE STARTER CALL              ❛ NOTES : 📺 for DBD killer

  `PERHAPS IT WAS IRONY THAT DECIDED TO CAST HIM TO A RED ATTIRE ‘MADE THE COMMON-PLACE OF BLOOD SINK IN. Inky feathers sinking into a DARK VEST / ICHOR DRENCHING INTO A CRIMSON UNDERSHIRT (BUT THE WAY IT DRIPPED FROM MOUTH, STICKING HAIR TOGETHER MADE HIM LOOK LIKE A FEASTING LION). The squawking of the bird turned to gurgling as teeth latched at a throat, the squirming of the animal vicious as the struggling of the final SWEEPS of life escaped from what the Director had made a meal / CHEWING LIKE A MAN DID ON GUM. No necessity, the same energy of a mouth that needed to be occupied to keep a mind calm. Singular blue not obscured did not cast to visitor, UNCARING, but aware. (IT WAS MORE INSULTING IN A WAY NOT TO REGARD THEN TO REGARD WITH BRUTAL WORDS, WAS IT NOT?)     ❝-—Can’t give me shit for this- it ain’t one of the two legged cattle, now is it?❞

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HC: DBD Killer Riain will catch, kill, and eat raw various animals, sometimes when they are still alive, within the fog when he can’t sink teeth into a survivor. There is no necessity for food, but much like a person chewing gum it helps nerves or other things when his mind begins to wander too much.

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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @atnoctum : VERSE STARTER CALL               ❛ NOTES : 📺 for DBD killer

   `THE FLICKERING STATIC ‘A SCREEN WHERE IT SHOULDN’T BE. That low buzz of the white noise, DEVOURING when the sounds of victims didn’t penetrate the air. AND HE WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO CATCH A LIVELY ONE STOPPING BEFORE IT (PATCHING UP? TRIPPING? WHY SHOULD HE CARE). The belief of safety was a benefit, and one he snapped upon readily. But not like a pouncing wolf / MORE LIKE THE SELF-ASSURED SNAKE as clawed finger wrapped over the top of a cast off device in his tainting of the realm to the side of the other / and then a face BEFITTED WITH SMILE AND A LUMINOUS BLUE WHERE EYE WAS NOT COVERED BY WIRE OR SCREEN TAPERED TO FACE. The sound of scraping claws was supposed to elicit reaction.     ❝-—Hah- you a little lost, song bird?❞

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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @thekillerstory : liked for starter

    `IF HE CRAVED ANYTHING IT WAS A SHOW ‘SURE, IT WAS FUN TO BE THE MAIN ACTOR, BUT IT WAS JUST AS FUN TO WATCH. Best he could and when HE COULD, the man would watch (WOULD BE GREAT IF HE COULD RECORD BEYOND THE SCREENS THAT BIRTHED IN HIS ‘PLAY ZONE’ / BUT HE HAD A MIND AS A PLAYBACK). Mouth might always be pulled taunt into a smile, but the screen covering a RIGHT HUE all pushed into rolled flesh HELD ABOUT THE SAME EXPRESSION UPON A MORE FABRICATED MOUTH (SPEAKING THAT SUCH AN EXPRESSION WASN’T FORCED UPON GREETING).      ❝-—Mm, you must have been a sight to see in the past to, eh? Would have loved to see your work. Seems like you put some passion into it.❞  

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       ❝-—I can hear them calling to me from Hell.❞     //     @nomither ♥ FOR A STARTER

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A DBD VERSE DROP LIST? YEAH

Name is ‘The Director’

Actually has fun doing what he does, but he’s brutal. Likes to torture both physically and mentally, stalk, play with the survivors and is even an asshole to other killers

DESIGN HERE

A lot of his instance of the realm is dilapidated buildings, hosting some evidence of things like labs, studios, and old torture rooms

He also has various tvs and camera like lens littered around, recording aspects or showing old footage of the stuff he did before. His eye and chest camera also record and show victims, mostly if hes chasing them or if a kill has happened

Perk is likely if he hits a recently hanged victim, he can track for a few seconds anyone that has tried to help them. This includes prior pullings off hooks or even healing. (Attraction to Tragedy probably the name)

Spit and blood is both that of static / white noise, and feels like pins and needles on skin if touched

Talkative and mocking, and can be heard laughing a lot

As stated, he cant really move his mouth out of its smile much. He can purse his lips and sort of close his mouth, but not comfortably. This means a lot of his expressions are shown from his eye or his monitor.

Static-y voice that breaks and sounds like bad microphone feed if stress or losing his cool

Still can do his body horror esque stuff, but is kind of bound due to the entity.

Attacks with both claw arm and knife

Honestly? just an asshole

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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @fearhiimself​ : old ass starter call

   `THICKLY LACED WITH THE GROTESQUE ‘QUANTITY OVER QUALITY. Riain KNEW how the realm ran / THE IMPORTANCE / the amount of carrion holding more weight then the WAY it was preformed or presented. BUT HE HELD HIS OPINIONS / THE RED ROOM DEVIL / THE DISTORTED DIRECTOR / could never separate the importance of a show or creativity. Nor was he ever of BITTEN TONGUE or SHUT TEETH when something had to be spoken- unwarranted opinions from minimal gatherings (WHO CARED AFTER ALL? NO ONE TIED HIS MOUTH SHUT).       ❝-—So, do you ever have a creative thought or do you only plagiarizer from the minds of other people?❞

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❛ if you listen carefully, you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜

❛[ ● REC] ⌦ SPECIAL VIDEOS : popular text posts // ACCEPTING

  `IF THAT WAS MEANT TO PEEVE HIM OFF, IT WASN’T QUITE AT ITS MARK ‘JUST A LITTLE SHORT. A natural smile showed no hints of DESECRATION, leaning forward with that type of HUM lacing his voice (ONE THAT SPOKE HIS ENTERTAINMENT JUST AS WELL AS THE PHYSICAL SHOWING.)     ❝-—That so? Why don’t you say it a bit louder then, hmm? No need to pussy-foot around me. Cowardice is more annoying.❞       Hand, MANGLED AS IT WAS, gripped at a chin with a smooth speed / ANGLING EYES TO KEEP THEIR CONTACT (ALL ATTENTION ON HIM).        ❝-—Though, if you ask nicely I can always go for your ears first- then you won’t have to hear nothin’ at all. Would you like that?❞

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❝ Is it cannibalism or sexy? What’s the difference ?❞

❛[ ● REC] ⌦ SPECIAL VIDEOS : symbol memes // ACCEPTING 

     `TRULY, A GOOD QUESTION ‘THOUGH GIVEN TO HIM AS THE DECIDING FACTOR WASN’T NEARLY AS GOOD. Granted, the rhetorical nature was known, but it didn’t RETRACT the sense that a response was to be given– - even if delayed, more seconds collected after the remark about the blood taken off the Director. OH, IT WAS KNOWN WHICH OF THEM COULD ACTUALLY BE ATTRIBUTED TO THE DEVOURING OF FLESH / BUT THE PRIOR RED ROOM DEVIL COULD PLAY. The seconds started to attach on to each other, corrupted fingers latching around Franks wrist. Blood had already tainted the lips that pressed against the area, likely dragged from the same CONCEPT discussed. Breath so calmly, so precise being breathed onto skin.      ❝-—Well, I guess that depends. How much of my teeth would you allow me to dig into your skin before that line stopped being blurred? Wanna test it?❞     It was said with the type of PURR to it as if someone had just attempted a ‘SMOOTH LINE’ on another, but eye that lifted to look at others without moving away from the spot he was at spoke that THERE WAS NOTHING BUT A WAITING REALITY IN THOSE WORDS OF HIS.

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   `THE DREAM COULD BECOME TEDIOUS ‘ ENTERTAINMENT BECOME TRADITIONAL. . Hook the carrion, play the meat / REPEAT, REPEAT, REPEAT. One had to become creative- The Director’s came often in how he’d toy before FINALIZATION, twist and turn and corrupt much like he always would (ALWAYS HAD AND ALWAYS WILL). But that didn’t go without saying outside influences were not quickly welcomed when they came.

    `BETWEEN FORGOTTEN STRUCTURES AND FALLEN BITS ‘ROTTEN TECH AND CHOKING TREES. Trailing the next to go, when the familiar sensation of WET DRIP fell between strands of hair and upon a scalp. Good eye cast towards the dark that hung overhead, the direct cause / VEINS / absent from his hues but a guess of a fleshy carrier came quick (LIKELY PINNED LIKE A FLY BETWEEN BITS OF BROKEN AND CAST ASIDE). Red droplets like a thick, viscous rain falling and sending little paint upon an already distorted and colored face.

   `ANY GUESS BECAME ASSUMPTION ‘ WHEN NOTICE OF OTHER PRESENCE CAME INTO PLAY.   Behind him, other senses quicker then sight to realize that, A CHUCKLE OFF LIPS.     ❝-—Am I to guess this is your doin’ or did I just forget to check the weather forecast for chance of blood rain?❞      Granted, the world within the fog / WITHIN THE GRASP OF THE ENTITY / flowed to no logic or reason (THE VISCERA RAINING FROM THE SKY COULD EASILY BE TO BLAME FOR SUCH CAUSES). But with painted blood in the manners of himself or bodies left around like gifts, The Director had every reason to assume. And every reason that would withdraw the glint of PLEASURE from him.

  `THOUGH, AT THE SAME LEVEL, HE WAS AN ANIMAL ‘DRAWN IN EVEN MORE SO BY THE PRESENCE OF BODILY IRON FROM ABOVE.  Painting its droplets not just on him, but the guise of the other. A snag at cloth near a neck, dragging Frank by collar closer / SOFTNESS NOT THE FRAME WORK HERE. Moving anything blocking, he claimed for lips- letting the iron from above mingle with a fresh set as teeth met lips, any tease NEGATED as Riain went straight to bite (& DIG). Swallowing the urge to lick it up automatically, pulling back in slight as more warmth spilled over him / AND NOT JUST FROM THE VERMILION DROPLETS FROM ABOVE.      ❝-—Mmm, you know you’re distracting me. You better fuckin’ continue.❞      This was when he moved for the small trail of blood coming from a mouth, using tongue first to trace back up only to meet lips again / DEVOURING IN MANY WAYS.

@franks-dirty-blade for the rain kissing ask since tumblrs a dick

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Ask and ye shall receive - here comes Kate to tug and poke at his wires.

❛[ ● REC] ⌦ SPECIAL VIDEOS : Fuck with the Killer!!! // HIGHLY ACCEPTING

      `THE DIRECTOR TRIED TO IGNORE  `EMPHASIS ON TRIED.   Keep the campfire bloodless, PATIENCE A VIRTUE HE TYPICALLY OWNED (OR AT LEAST AT ONE POINT DID). And he was successful, at first, AT LEAST. The dull feeling radiating through flesh as those around arm as the metallic coated SNAKES crawled around and in the skin connecting- receiving a simple     ❝-—What are you doing?❞    Of course, the rather simple question was TURNED VOID when the piece near a shoulder / THE ONE THAT DUG INTO SKIN AT BACK OF NECK BEFORE LACING TO A SCREEN / was touched (AND THEN PULLED). For what a mouth pulled in the brimming of a smile constantly could not supply, the screen did / WRITTEN WITH IRRITATION IN THE FORMATION OF A MOUTH BROADCASTED UPON IT.    ❝-—Ow- fuck!❞     He felt the RESIDUAL twang of it across the nerves as the tips of a monitor dug into the messed up, run purple & red, flesh around where an eye WOULD HAVE BEEN (GOD BY THIS POINT HE WASN’T SURE IF IT WAS EVEN THERE BEHIND IT). A static, much like that dripping from a mouth pulled open, was THICK in The Killers voice, speaking that that actually managed to get to him (PERHAPS IN WAYS FAR BEYOND JUST THE FACT IT DROVE SOME LIGHT SENSATIONS OF PAIN ACROSS HIM). A corrupted hand latched onto a wrist, providing pressure as annoyance was radiating off of him.      ❝-—If you WANTED to be my first target once the clock starts tickin’, you should’a just said somethin’. Cause that sure as FUCK is what is going to happen.❞     A last, finalized JUT OF PRESSURE at wrist, before The Director released and provided a bit of shove to it. Then fingertips raised up to back of neck, eyes placed upon the white-noise laced blood that was brought back from it with a hiss (THE MOST ANNOYING THING? DESPITE WHAT HE HAD BECOME, THINGS LIKE THIS MADE HIM FEEL MORE HUMAN THEN HE EVER WAS / IN LESS CONTROL / AND HE FUCKING HATED IT).