#ask-dbd-brad-vickers

[ask-leon-skennedy-dbd]

"Hey new guy did you work in the RPD too I don't think we ever met?" @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

"I did actually but only for a day. And technically it wasn't a whole day. I got to the RPD after it had pretty much been run over by zombies." He scratched the back of his neck with an almost awkward smile. "My name's Leon. Leon Kennedy."

[ask--dbd--wesker]

It looked like the Raccoon City Police department.. But the details were.. not quite right.. The people at the Campfire had told him that they were in a different world but here it was his home away from home.. This wasn't a trial though he had been in those and there were no gens.. What was going on? He walked in the nostalgia of this place coming to his mind... Around a corner and bam he ran into a very familiar figure. "Captain Wesker!" He immediatly stood stiffly at attention, he couldn't help it.. it was instinct. Wesker was very strict and he'd probably be upset about his uniform or something... Wait... wait.. But his brain caught up "Wait.. Chris said you died.... in the mansion? How are you here?" @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Wesker was wandering around the police department, dwelling in memories. He sighed as he remembered all the missions he and his former team had. He never admitted it, but he actually liked it, having this team and working together with the people. He still has his former captain uniform somewhere around probably. If it still fits?

As he was on his way back, he stumbled over Brad Vickers. "Vickers" he mumbles and nods his head like he used to, it was probably a reflex or something he did so often it happens automatically. Seeing the confused and shocked look of the other, and as he was confused himself how his former colleague ended up in this place he took a moment to calm down and to explain. "I survived the mansion incident. Chris thought I was dead, and for some point, I was. I am here for the same reason we all are I assume. But you might go to the rest of the racoon city squad as we serve not the same prupose here in the realm." Wesker said and looked around before facing his former colleague. "You have a lot to catch up on, and fix your uniform a bit, theres dust on it." he says, before taking off his sunglasses, showing his low glowing red eyes.

@ask-dbd-brad-vickers

[wonderingduke]

Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating "I haven't really talked to him yet but he looks a lot more competent than I am... And he's cool and all that so i'm kind of nervous." @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

"You shouldn't be to intimidated I don't bite at all even if you pop a gen the most you'll get is a disappointed look. I rarely am ever mean to others I try to be open and approachable but I suppose my confidence and stance sometimes make people nervous and I understand."

@ask-dbd-brad-vickers

[ask-dbd-adawong]

Brad was really trying to be stealthy.. He hated these trials, why was there a massive mountain of a man with bear traps? He quietly slipped around a wall almost tumbling face first into quite a sharp dressed woman wearing a red dress. " Sorry." he whispered "I didn't realize you were over here." @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Rounding the wall, the woman quickly backed up to avoid the newcomer bumping right into her. Narrowing her eyes, Ada made a shush movement and motioned for him to stick close to the wall. As the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, something in her gut was telling her to get down.

Grabbing Brad’s arm, Ada pulled the man down with her, not bothering to give an explanation; not yet. A moment or two passed before the killer passed them by, their terror radius non-existent. Must have been a stealth killer. Once the coast was clear, she stood back up; getting a good look at the one who nearly bumped into her. She mouthed an ‘oh’ once she recognized his uniform.

“You should really try to stay more sharp. You’re in that little S.T.A.R.S group that Wesker, Jill, and Chris were in, right? Just how many of you are there, I wonder..” Peering over the wall, she quickly glanced around before turning her head back to Brad. “I would hope that you’re smart enough to know we can’t stay here for too long. Since you nearly bumped into me, be a good gentleman and escort me to the next generator. C’mon.” With a stealth unexpected of someone with high heels, she got a move on; staying at a pace were Brad could keep up.

( @ask-dbd-brad-vickers )

[the-killer-kit]

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Brad was smart, keeping his distance and avoiding Kit’s approach with even steps to mirror his own. That frustrated him. He could hardly think straight, Entity whispers swarming his brain, telling him to kill, telling him gibberish, just fueling him with bloodlust and desire entwined. He wanted to rip Brad to shreds just as much as he wanted to hold him in his arms.

Brad’s words made him pause, blinking slowly with surprise, before he laughed. Not quite a pleasant laugh; it was more of a bark of delirium, of delight. He found him handsome, did he? How flattering. Not many complimented him in the face of his affections, not anymore. It made his desire spike. Now he wanted to smother Brad with love, with kisses, his brain itching with the static that so many kills brought him. He couldn’t focus. He couldn’t make his thoughts stop racing.

“You’ll only end up like your friends if you run away from me,” he panted, wiping the sweat from his brow and streaking blood across his face in the process. “Trust me, Brad. I just want you to be mine.” His frantic, unsteady tone surely didn’t provide much comfort, however. “Is that so hard to ask? Just come to me, darling. I won’t hurt you.” Kill him, his thoughts hissed, unintelligible whispers making his skin crawl and itch. Kill him, kill him, make him suffer- But all the same, he wanted to hold Brad’s face in his hands, to kiss him, to see him smile. It was such a difficult decision he was going to have to make once he finally caught him.

[priceforeverything]

For Jake: Brad was exploring the woods that surrounded his campfire, some of the survivors said that you could get to other campfires or even find all sorts of realms if you tried hard enough.. They said it was kind of tricky though so it might not always work.. The forest was pretty thick and dark.. so dark that he didn't see as he almost ran into another figure.. Wow this guy was tall! With a shaved head, wearing a pretty cool outfit with suspenders.. Oh and he had this long scar down the side of his face.. He looked intimidating slightly... "Oh gosh i'm sorry I was just poking around the woods." He looks embarassed. "I haven't seen you before I'm Brad!" he trys to be confident but he ends up scratching the back of his head.. He's wondering maybe this guy is a killer, but he didn't see an obvious weapon so hopefully not. @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Being trapped in this hell hole was something- what something he still wasn't sure. When he has time out of the trials he spends a lot of time exploring. He likes to see what's around, likes to know that there's more out there than just sitting at some stupid ass campfire and waiting for some crazy fuck to kill you.

When he's almost ran into he grunts and holds a hand out to catch the other person. This guy seems too nervous to be a killer, the way he's looking around. "It's fine- looking for firewood or?" He takes a step back, blue eyes squint as he assesses him, sees the outfit, yeah he's definitely not a killer. "Nice meeting you- yeah think I got dragged in pretty recently into this shithole. I'm Jake."

[ask-rebeccachambers-dbd]

Ever hotboxed Wesker's office?

[ask-dbd-survivor-wesker]

„Why would I wanna kill you? You are my partner, and my colleague. I wouldn’t do that.“ Wesker frowns „why are you saying that?“ he asks and sits down next to his colleague at the campfire

"Vickers?! You are alive? Where are we? And where is the rest of us?"

@ask-dbd-survivor-wesker

Brad blinked..as he was approached by what appeared to be Captain Wesker at his campfire. He nearly tumbled off the log in surprise.

"You... How did you..? Your at a Campfire, I thought you knew about all this stuff. Everybody else is in trials right now." Brad babbled.

" We are not doing a trial right now you aren't going to kill me right?" He kept his distance.

[ask-dbd-chrisredfield]

Brad had just been sent into a trial. The fog lifted and he was in the cornfields again he hated this trial map.. He turned around and ran right into someone he never thought he'd see again. "Chris! I can't believe it!? You too!"

" Thank god for some familiar faces" A grin cracked on Brad's face. @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Chris seemed to be in disbelief. Another one of his coworkers ended up in this twisted realm

"Brad?! What the Hell? I thought that you died in Raccoon City. I will make sure that you survive but don't think that I am over you abandoning us at the mansion."

( @ask-dbd-brad-vickers )

[askchrisredfield]

"Oh hey another Chris!" Brad looked mildly confused. "I am glad to see another familiar face." @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

It really has been awhile... Brad. I... I didn't think I'd see you again. This Fog is a peculiar thing, though.

[ask-dbd-survivor-wesker]

So many relentless questions.. It was embarrassing.. He had gone for a walk to clear his head.. And he ran into Captain Wesker. " Oh sorry I didn't realize you were here too. Would you like me to leave?" @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Wesker had his back turned to him when he heard the other coming closer. He looked bekind him to see in the others eyes, his own covered by his sunglasses.

"No, you can stay" he says, waiting for the other to step closer. "It is a nice place, dont you think?" he asks as he watches flies and mosquitos at a lake nearby. "It has a calming nature, considering we are stuck in a terrible place. I am yet to figure out if there is a way to escape from here."

@ask-dbd-brad-vickers

[labcampkill]

The Rules Pinned

Heya all welcome to lab-camp-kill, my new DBD multi-muse blog. After realizing that with the amount of character blogs I had was getting unwieldy. I decided to consolidate and make it so that I only had to keep track of the one blog for the most part.. The older blogs will still be up for now, though after a time of archiving probably will go away... All new roleplay and questions should be directed to here from now on.  When doing asks or RP please tag or indicate which muse you are interacting with.  The muses that now inhabit this blog are as follows (There will be some tags the old blog for those wishing to dig through their old content while it still exists. Also by clicking on the name of each character you can go to each of their individual Rule/FAQ page which are stil currently hosted in the old blogs that might change over time.) The Lab-  Exy’s Lab his realm.

The Experimentity(Exy) @experimentity -The ExperimEntity most people call him Exy.. He’s my version of the Entity... a strange science obsessed being... Who also has become a little bit of a Daddy... Exy is the owner of ALL of the muses on this blog.. The Campfire-  The survivor muses that I run.. these boys all share the same campfire and all know each other.. If you want to do asks/rp’s with them together that’s quite encouraged. (A special note about the campfire.. their campfire is also merged with @ask-the-dweets campfire, I don’t own those muses but we do a lot of RP together... if you are interested in doing shared campfire asks or RPs contact us both about that) Steve Harrington @askgogglessteve -  Steve as seen from Stranger things, for some reason this Steve refuses to take off his goggles. James Sunderland @silent-daylight-james  - James from Silent Hill 2, a sad man dragged into the entity’s realm after surviving a similar nightmare in the town of Silent Hill, Brad Vickers @ask-dbd-brad-vickers - Good old chicken hearted Brad Vickers from the Resident Evill universe. This is OG Brad from the OG Resident Evil 3 not the Remake. Dwight Fairfield @askgogglesdwight -  This is my version of Dwight, for some reason Exy decided to stick him with his Chute Malfunction head and wont let him change it..  The Killers- My three killers they don’t share realms but they know each other also both owned by Exy. Roman Bridger(Ghostface) @dbd-ghostface-roman - Now stuck in the Entitys realm Roman is the Ghostface from Scream 3, he has some anger issues especially over his half-sister Sidney Prescott.  Leslie Vernon(A.K.A. Leslie Mancuso)- Brand new to this blog, Leslie Vernon is a slasher killer from the super underappreciated gem of a movie called Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon. Johnny Slaughter/Sawyer- Recently created for the Texas Chainsaw Massacre video game. Johnny is a member of Bubba(Leatherface’s) family in the real world. Johnny is one of the more normal looking family members and he uses his good looks to lure victims to the family house. Recently Exy decided that he was perfect for trials so brought a version of him here to the realms. (Johnny is special, most of my muses are completely stuck in the Entity realms. But Johnny you can ask questions as if he were in the “Real World” of the TCM game as well like AU questions make clear that’s what you are doing if you do so.)  Rules-  - This is an ask blog for Dead By Daylight (DBD) muses  - +18 blog - Asks not directed at a specific muse will be given to one at random  - Asks can be sent to all muses at once  - Interacting with mutuals and non-mutuals alike! You don't have to follow the blog to send asks or starters I still have final say on who I interact of course but not following me isn’t the reason I choose not to interact.  - Please do not godmode (control) my muses. 

[hugsandharrifield]

Are you excited for Resident Evil? Who do you want to be the Killer and Survivor? Also I am curious i've followed you for a while what are your pronouns?

Yes I am a super big RE Fan so am totally excited for that. I am super hoping that we get two survivors cause I figure we'll end up with one male and one female survivor that way. Who I want vs who I think we'll get are two different things though. I figure we'll either get Chris and Jill or Leon and Claire though I don't know for sure whether they will be paired by game or mixed and matched. If I had it my way i'd have a more wacky survivors. I would really love if we got Brad Vickers from RE1/3 or George Hamilton from Outbreak but it would be super super weird for either of them to show up. I can always dream lol or maybe run a totally silly DBD ask blog that has them as non-canon survivors anyways. As for Killer I don't have a super preference, but I figure we'll end up with Nemesis or Mr. X, I know a lot of people are saying Lady D, but she's so new that I don't think that's going to happen. I use he/him pronouns.

[experimentity]

🦃

"I heard rumors about an Entity throwing thanksgiving dinners or something." Mention Jed to his fellow lisseners at the fire. They doesn't care too much about his words....

"Hmm... then I will go to people who actually care about my informations." So he went to the survivors who actually lissen to the silly rumors he caught up again. Laurie nods slowly with a brick in her hand ready to beat Jed if he trys something.

Jed found a campfire where there was indeed a Thanksgiving dinner with every kind of Thanksgiving food you could think of. Everyone looked up from the long table that was set up.

Jed may have realized that he seen this campfire before, he may recognize the two campfires stuck together, @askgogglessteve, @silent-daylight-james, @ask-dbd-brad-vickers were here.. And the Dwight trios fire was nearby. @jed-the-newspaperguy

[the-killer-kit]

It had been a few weeks Brad had seen some weird stuff but this one was extra weird. He's pretty sure the killer is Dwight, and all the Dwights that he met before were super nice. It was clear that this one was... An odd duck.

Nea laughed she seemed to know this killer. " Oh no Brad your his obsession, good luck man." Brad was really confused by what she meant but didn't have a chance to chat about it as the killer was on the group right away.

The trial went horribly he was the only one left.. Trying to find the hatch.. When he heard the killer calling his name.. How did he even know that? @ask-dbd-brad-vickers

⚠ tw: blood, violence ⚠

As was the trend lately, Kit was thriving.

Well. Thriving was a bit of a strange word for it. He was pleasing the Entity, making her feast on the poor souls he'd been given to hunt, but he himself was not faring so well. In fact, one might say he was getting worse.

Chest heaving, he stood up from the corpse of his latest victim; he hadn't had the patience to hook Nea, not when she liked to taunt him so. He'd lost his cool and the moment the Entity had whispered to him, do it, he'd eagerly obliged, stabbing her over and over, ruthlessly and furiously, until she'd finally stopped lurching and spitting up blood and squirming beneath him. No need to waste his time with a merciful death. Not when she mocked him for what he craved.

Three of them were dead. All three that were in the way; Nea, Adam, and Min, all gone. Out of sight, out of mind. Now, it was just him and Brad.

Delightful, handsome, scared little Brad. Kit had to admit, he knew very little about this newcomer to the Fog, but that did nothing to damage his interest in the man. All he needed to know was that he was cute, he was alone, and he was here. Lost and separated from the herd, like a lonely little lamb.

Kit was lonely, too. A lonely wolf, covered in lovely wool that was so drenched in blood that it no longer worked on the herd, that is. What a shame. If they just humored him, just gave him a chance, then they could avoid all of this bloodshed. All of this death. He wouldn't have to feel so delirious with so much blood on his hands, his presence wildly overwhelming from the success of his hunt. "Oh, Brad," he sighed, before he called it out to the trees, a cry piercing the woods and causing the crows to flee as though even they were no longer on his side. "Bra-ad!"

And there he was. Crouched off in the distance, peering around, so helpless and desperate to find his precious hatch - but Kit wouldn't give him the chance. Not when he had an opportunity of his own. He closed the space between them, leaving only a few yards to separate himself from his target.

"Come here, sweetheart," he breathed, his voice trembling with excitement, with delirium. "Come to me. I won't bite," he purred, "not unless I have to." And bite he would. Bite, and tear, and carve him up into little pieces if he dared to run. He was so sick of being run from.

[chrisredfield-re]

👂@ask-dbd-brad-vickers

Chris was talking to Brad's desk, thinking he was alone.

"I saw a version of you in this realm, I'm conflicted if I should be happy you're not here and he is, or be sad that you're not here and he is...Unsurprisingly he is just as handsome as you. Maybe a little less dense? Everything about him reminds me of you, though I guess that's because he...is you..?"

He sighs carefully touching the desk, "I'll try to talk to him more, care for him as I'd care for you. I know you both wouldn't trust me now and you shouldn't but I desperately want to make amends, with someone."