Frank
@frankmorrison.bsky.social
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝? ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Indie. Frank Morrison from Dead by Daylight ; Mun / Muse 25 ⠀⠀
Twitching. He's feeling a surge of bloodlust with no outlet.
starter for @sin-official.bsky.social Well, the casino had more to offer than he originally thought. Through either luck or sheer coincidence, Frank had managed to get into the more / interesting / section of the building, wandering around it's underbelly with hidden glee. His mask hid+
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𓇢 .⠀ ♱ ⋆⠀╱ you ᴰᴵᴱᴰ 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝐄𝐀𝙼𝑰̯𝙽𝙶 ; the 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⠀⠀ that 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 ⠀ 𓏵 ⠀ ʷᵃˢ 𝒮ᴵᴸ𝐄𝙽𝚃 . ࣪ .. ⠀⠀
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⛓️ : ⸝⸝⸝ 𓄹 ʏᴏᴜ 𝚊𝚛𝚎 ᵃ̵ ᨒ ﹕ ̵𝚆̵̵𝐄𝐀𝙿̵̵𖣠𝙽̵ , ⠀⠀⠀ ﹠﹠ ʷᵉᵃᵖᵒᶰˢ 𝐝𝐨 𝚗𝚘𝚝 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐏 .ᐟ ꒦ ⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Memories will fade ⠀but just like everyone else he clings to what he has left. ⠀⠀⠀
"I might just. Probably will have to be by ingredients again. Last time she uh... well. Pretty sure she was takin' notes from Bubbah on how to cook."
" Yeah, just haven't found the time. " Or money, but if they paychecks she offered were fat he could see that changing. An eyebrow would raise at her statement, his head bobbing in a steady nod as he breathed in the remnants that lingered in the air. He exhaled slowly before allowing +
Based on a meme I saw ^^ #frankmorrison #deadbydaylight #dbd #thelegion #dbdfanart #dbdfrank #リージョン #デッドバイデイライト #데드바이데이라이트 #黎明杀机
A smile tugs at his lips, canines poking out as he tilts his head back. His eyes follow the wisps of smoke that linger in the air, clouding up the area they occupy and amplifying the high... He exhales slowly through his nose, a chuckle forming. "Thanks, got it years ago."
"Yeesh." Spoken with a smirk, he'd accept the blunt back and take a drag from the kindling bud. Another deep exhale, smoke escaping his nostrils like some sort of weird dragon; he'd huff a laugh as he thought briefly. "Can't say I don't know the feeling." +
( @fuckthetour.bsky.social ♥'d for V-day prompt ) Honestly, he had no idea what the hell he was supposed to do. Usually he would've taken whoever he had in mind out to town, spray painted walls and cause general mischief, but with / her? / +
"Really?" In part, it comes as a surprise to him. Most people got a tattoo out of impulse but wouldn't get more afterwards; perhaps there was more to her than he originally thought. "Is the snake supposed to mean anything?" +
He'd accept the blunt back when it was offered, mirroring her actions to an extent before exhaling the smoke through his nose. Unlike her, he didn't really cough, his familiarity with the substance at least allowing him to smoke without hacking a lung up. At least, not initially. He probably +
The response makes Frank pause, the tilt of his head lessening as he considers the others words. Clipped phrases left a lot up in the air, but he had worked with less before. A hand would raise to rub at his chin, thinking momentarily before deducting an appropriate response. " Frank. "
The bioweapon, not really expecting such a question [ especially from someone who was... looking like 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, for lack of better term ] had looked down to look at him. ... Or, more like the massive eye on his arm stared directly at Frank before Birkin had turned around slightly, a small -
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀「 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 , ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩. 」 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
To see the once hidden tattoo would make him pause, but he wouldn't comment on it at first. Instead he'd focus on doing what he said he would, pulling out a small baggy from an inside coat pocket and some paper. The whole process would take him a moment, portioning his left-overs out and +