hello. My name is Bell. At least, it's the name I remember...
I'm a CIA agent. I helped stop Perseus and his plan and stuff like that. A lot of it is confidential, but that much I can say. I might convince my team to join on soon, actually...
I'll talk with you all soon enough, alright? I don't mind any conversation... just don't ask me too much about Perseus... I don't like it, and Adler doesn't appreciate it. I don't want to remember.
taken anon sign-offs: 🐉, 🐟
sorry. I've got a job to do. talk later.
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4/3/25:: having issues with stuff IRL. tend to be on and off now. I'm not leaving for shit, just so you know. I'm here, just from afar. just... pretend Bell is on a bunch of side quests, yeah? thanks, guys. love y'all.
6/9/25:: ough it got worse? I'm sorry </33
my third cod rp account!! it's cold war this time... hope to see other cold war accs??? also anyone's free to interact too. or make other bell accs. this is going to be my personal interpretation of bell. It's male Bell, also he's half Polish half Russian.... but I (op) only speaks Polish. So if you send me any asks in russian, well.... I don't understand them. Sorry. I'm just hc'ing that he only speaks Polish because Russian brings back memories of Perseus. yk. brainwashing.
Also he's based off of some ending where somehow Bell either survives or Adler doesn't kill him or something. You can ask stuff about it and I'll flesh it out more as time goes on.
post-solovetsky bell!!! 🔔
Adbell still allowed if you want. I like Adbell but I'm only implying it if YOU'RE implying it since it's not. like. my priority. Also I haven't played BO6 and I'm probably not going to, so if you're chatting with me, uh, stick to just cold war lore 😭😭😭!!! anyways! cya guys around!
op name is francis/Simon if you want to address me!
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It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
Suki watched the new group arrive, eyes slightly narrowed against the sun. She made a mental note of Andrei- of his face, shining with sweat, the drool smeared around his mouth, the wetsuit, the fear practically radiating off him- and of Cujo first, adding to herself that maybe she should keep Adler away for a while longer. Admin appeared to be the most... stable of the bunch, though she was sure there was something to be uncovered there.
As Admin split off to find his nearly adopted Bishop, Andrei awkwardly stood there staring at Suki like he was about to die. His pale, wide eyed stare seemed like he'd seen a ghost. He scratched anxiously at his arms, his hands going up the sleeves to start picking and pulling at hair as he quickly got a thousand yard stare at the overwhelming situation of being at a desperately hot beach with a bunch of people he absolutely didn't know. He quickly regretted coming here.
Hey... do you have any water...?
He asked, clearly overwhelmed and trying to regulate without throwing up again.
"'Course, love." Suki reached back into her cooling bag and pulled out an untouched bottle of water, handing it over. Her cardigan's sleeve fell slightly, revealing those peculiar scars- bite marks, it looked like, as if human teeth had torn rabidly at the flesh there. She was quick to tug it back down, not once dropping the smile that suddenly did not match the empty look in her eyes. "Need anything else?"
Andrei stared at Suki's arms for a moment, a softer look in his own shocked eyes as he finally awkwardly held eye contact. His automatic assumption was that she was just like him-- another victim of people touching and biting and fucking where they were never invited. He just nodded quietly, a disconnect from what his mouth was obviously saying.
N... no. I'm good.
He mumbled, stumbling next to her as he anxiously looked around, scanning everyone's face in search of someone who he absolutely did not want to see. He looked back over his shoulder, horrified eyes staring at much emptier ones, searching for answers he wouldn't get.
...Who raped you?
Way to cut to the chase while hitting way off the mark, buddy.
Her face didn't change, though her fingers twitched- she pulled her sleeves back down, not in any hurry.
"No one, love," she said- lying through her teeth, but it was her job to lie. To tell people it was going to be okay, that nothing was wrong. "I used to have a dog- a rescue. Couldn't keep his teeth to himself, but I loved him."
Andrei was quiet when he murmured such, but he dropped the topic soon after when he didn't get an answer. Shaking his head, he looked back at the ocean, staring at the large, unending expanse of the ocean. Despite the sickening feeling it gave, it was better than searching endlessly for Rook among the faces. No one had that god-awful spray tan and the disgustingly white veneers he had or the blonde hair that haunted him at night. He might even be safe.
The view's disgusting. It's too much water.
He mumbled half-heartedly, still incapable of tearing his eyes away from the endless horizon of blue that made his stomach twist sickeningly. He might need another vomiting break after this.
Suki noticed, of course she did- thalassophobia was one of the many phobias she was meant to screen for when sending agents out into the field, and besides that, she had always been perceptive.
"Hey," she called out after a moment, sitting up and zipping up her turtleneck-cardigan thing. She closed her notebook, which until then had been sitting open in her lap- occasionally, a page had flipped up in the wind to reveal incomprehensive Japanese and English writing, and the occasional relatively disturbing drawing. "I've got some board games here, if you want to play." Direct his attention away from the sea. "Or we could go for a walk, up into the woods."
Andrei looked away from the ocean as Suki spoke up, looking at her instead as he felt his knees get a little wobbly.
A walk would be... nice. I don't like it here. I don't like the people here.
He admitted quietly, eyes wandering to scan everyone's faces again, still searching for the man he never wanted to see again. He was glad to see Admin and Bishop safely with each other and another man, no longer needing to stay here to ensure their safety.
Suki stood, sliding a pair of beaten up orange trainers. She wore a long skirt, white with cherry blossom patterns- it had once belonged to her mother. She brushed her hair back and fixed her hat as she motioned for Andrei to follow her.
As Andrei scanned over the faces one more time, he looked back to size up Suki. She was around his height, maybe a little bigger than him. God, his stomach twisted as he thought about Rook, what were to happen if he came out of nowhere and... He didn't want her to see that. Goddamnit, he didn't want her to see him like this anymore. His skin itched with sweat and anxiety, the sun burning into his epidermis even further.
Shaking his head lightly, he finally ignored his anxieties and follow Suki into the woods, eyeing her suspiciously as agitation and distress radiated off of him. Nonetheless, he followed, quiet as ever besides shaky breathing as they disappeared into a much calmer area. As soon as the trees blocked out both the sea and the sun, he seemed a little more... normal now.
Hey, ah... your name is... Suki, right? Suki, I-- Not sure if we've talked before but I'm Andrei, sorry I didn't say much earlier. And, uh, sorry for being such a mess. I didn't think I'd be this bad. Just- Sorry, yeah.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
Suki watched the new group arrive, eyes slightly narrowed against the sun. She made a mental note of Andrei- of his face, shining with sweat, the drool smeared around his mouth, the wetsuit, the fear practically radiating off him- and of Cujo first, adding to herself that maybe she should keep Adler away for a while longer. Admin appeared to be the most... stable of the bunch, though she was sure there was something to be uncovered there.
As Admin split off to find his nearly adopted Bishop, Andrei awkwardly stood there staring at Suki like he was about to die. His pale, wide eyed stare seemed like he'd seen a ghost. He scratched anxiously at his arms, his hands going up the sleeves to start picking and pulling at hair as he quickly got a thousand yard stare at the overwhelming situation of being at a desperately hot beach with a bunch of people he absolutely didn't know. He quickly regretted coming here.
Hey... do you have any water...?
He asked, clearly overwhelmed and trying to regulate without throwing up again.
"'Course, love." Suki reached back into her cooling bag and pulled out an untouched bottle of water, handing it over. Her cardigan's sleeve fell slightly, revealing those peculiar scars- bite marks, it looked like, as if human teeth had torn rabidly at the flesh there. She was quick to tug it back down, not once dropping the smile that suddenly did not match the empty look in her eyes. "Need anything else?"
Andrei stared at Suki's arms for a moment, a softer look in his own shocked eyes as he finally awkwardly held eye contact. His automatic assumption was that she was just like him-- another victim of people touching and biting and fucking where they were never invited. He just nodded quietly, a disconnect from what his mouth was obviously saying.
N... no. I'm good.
He mumbled, stumbling next to her as he anxiously looked around, scanning everyone's face in search of someone who he absolutely did not want to see. He looked back over his shoulder, horrified eyes staring at much emptier ones, searching for answers he wouldn't get.
...Who raped you?
Way to cut to the chase while hitting way off the mark, buddy.
Her face didn't change, though her fingers twitched- she pulled her sleeves back down, not in any hurry.
"No one, love," she said- lying through her teeth, but it was her job to lie. To tell people it was going to be okay, that nothing was wrong. "I used to have a dog- a rescue. Couldn't keep his teeth to himself, but I loved him."
Andrei was quiet when he murmured such, but he dropped the topic soon after when he didn't get an answer. Shaking his head, he looked back at the ocean, staring at the large, unending expanse of the ocean. Despite the sickening feeling it gave, it was better than searching endlessly for Rook among the faces. No one had that god-awful spray tan and the disgustingly white veneers he had or the blonde hair that haunted him at night. He might even be safe.
The view's disgusting. It's too much water.
He mumbled half-heartedly, still incapable of tearing his eyes away from the endless horizon of blue that made his stomach twist sickeningly. He might need another vomiting break after this.
Suki noticed, of course she did- thalassophobia was one of the many phobias she was meant to screen for when sending agents out into the field, and besides that, she had always been perceptive.
"Hey," she called out after a moment, sitting up and zipping up her turtleneck-cardigan thing. She closed her notebook, which until then had been sitting open in her lap- occasionally, a page had flipped up in the wind to reveal incomprehensive Japanese and English writing, and the occasional relatively disturbing drawing. "I've got some board games here, if you want to play." Direct his attention away from the sea. "Or we could go for a walk, up into the woods."
Andrei looked away from the ocean as Suki spoke up, looking at her instead as he felt his knees get a little wobbly.
A walk would be... nice. I don't like it here. I don't like the people here.
He admitted quietly, eyes wandering to scan everyone's faces again, still searching for the man he never wanted to see again. He was glad to see Admin and Bishop safely with each other and another man, no longer needing to stay here to ensure their safety.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
Suki watched the new group arrive, eyes slightly narrowed against the sun. She made a mental note of Andrei- of his face, shining with sweat, the drool smeared around his mouth, the wetsuit, the fear practically radiating off him- and of Cujo first, adding to herself that maybe she should keep Adler away for a while longer. Admin appeared to be the most... stable of the bunch, though she was sure there was something to be uncovered there.
As Admin split off to find his nearly adopted Bishop, Andrei awkwardly stood there staring at Suki like he was about to die. His pale, wide eyed stare seemed like he'd seen a ghost. He scratched anxiously at his arms, his hands going up the sleeves to start picking and pulling at hair as he quickly got a thousand yard stare at the overwhelming situation of being at a desperately hot beach with a bunch of people he absolutely didn't know. He quickly regretted coming here.
Hey... do you have any water...?
He asked, clearly overwhelmed and trying to regulate without throwing up again.
"'Course, love." Suki reached back into her cooling bag and pulled out an untouched bottle of water, handing it over. Her cardigan's sleeve fell slightly, revealing those peculiar scars- bite marks, it looked like, as if human teeth had torn rabidly at the flesh there. She was quick to tug it back down, not once dropping the smile that suddenly did not match the empty look in her eyes. "Need anything else?"
Andrei stared at Suki's arms for a moment, a softer look in his own shocked eyes as he finally awkwardly held eye contact. His automatic assumption was that she was just like him-- another victim of people touching and biting and fucking where they were never invited. He just nodded quietly, a disconnect from what his mouth was obviously saying.
N... no. I'm good.
He mumbled, stumbling next to her as he anxiously looked around, scanning everyone's face in search of someone who he absolutely did not want to see. He looked back over his shoulder, horrified eyes staring at much emptier ones, searching for answers he wouldn't get.
...Who raped you?
Way to cut to the chase while hitting way off the mark, buddy.
Her face didn't change, though her fingers twitched- she pulled her sleeves back down, not in any hurry.
"No one, love," she said- lying through her teeth, but it was her job to lie. To tell people it was going to be okay, that nothing was wrong. "I used to have a dog- a rescue. Couldn't keep his teeth to himself, but I loved him."
Andrei was quiet when he murmured such, but he dropped the topic soon after when he didn't get an answer. Shaking his head, he looked back at the ocean, staring at the large, unending expanse of the ocean. Despite the sickening feeling it gave, it was better than searching endlessly for Rook among the faces. No one had that god-awful spray tan and the disgustingly white veneers he had or the blonde hair that haunted him at night. He might even be safe.
The view's disgusting. It's too much water.
He mumbled half-heartedly, still incapable of tearing his eyes away from the endless horizon of blue that made his stomach twist sickeningly. He might need another vomiting break after this.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
He arrived only when the sun was still high, but not glaring, in a rusty old truck he’d somehow managed to drive through the bumpy, poorly managed roads.
All he’d brought with him were a pair of swim trunks he was already wearing when he arrived, a faded dusty green color, some sunglasses, and a small towel.
Frank Woods was not a fan of water, the only times he’d been in the ocean were on trips where David had forced him in, and if he didn’t have to go in today, he wouldn’t.
It only took him about five minutes to find a beach chair, something permanently installed by locals, before he stretched out on it, looking nearly blissfully asleep except for the mean sunburn that would probably find its way onto his tattooed, scarred, pockmarked skin.
Andrei already found himself crawling and finding Woods, the usual whenever things were going horrendous at these public events. He was planning on talking the poor man's ear off, but found him asleep and burning in the sun already. He quickly went and grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and returned, carefully slathering the old man in the sunscreen so that he wouldn't completely burn up in the sun. He crossed his fingers and hoped he wouldn't wake up, obviously. Would be an awkward thing to explain why he was applying sunscreen to a very asleep Woods.
He grumbled awake, cracking his eyes open and giving the smallest yawn, though he didn’t seem tired or groggy, as if he’d hardly been asleep in the first place.
Woods didn’t seem too bothered by the fact that someone was slathering sunscreen on him, he only grunted and offered a quiet, steady,
Andrei mumbled awkwardly, half dissociated from the stress and heat already. At least it kept him calm. He continued to cover Woods in sunscreen, glad the man wasn't bothered or shocked at the fact Andrei was slathering him without even asking. Hell, he finished up covering him in the protective stuff before leaning away, staring Woods in the face.
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It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
Suki watched the new group arrive, eyes slightly narrowed against the sun. She made a mental note of Andrei- of his face, shining with sweat, the drool smeared around his mouth, the wetsuit, the fear practically radiating off him- and of Cujo first, adding to herself that maybe she should keep Adler away for a while longer. Admin appeared to be the most... stable of the bunch, though she was sure there was something to be uncovered there.
As Admin split off to find his nearly adopted Bishop, Andrei awkwardly stood there staring at Suki like he was about to die. His pale, wide eyed stare seemed like he'd seen a ghost. He scratched anxiously at his arms, his hands going up the sleeves to start picking and pulling at hair as he quickly got a thousand yard stare at the overwhelming situation of being at a desperately hot beach with a bunch of people he absolutely didn't know. He quickly regretted coming here.
Hey... do you have any water...?
He asked, clearly overwhelmed and trying to regulate without throwing up again.
"'Course, love." Suki reached back into her cooling bag and pulled out an untouched bottle of water, handing it over. Her cardigan's sleeve fell slightly, revealing those peculiar scars- bite marks, it looked like, as if human teeth had torn rabidly at the flesh there. She was quick to tug it back down, not once dropping the smile that suddenly did not match the empty look in her eyes. "Need anything else?"
Andrei stared at Suki's arms for a moment, a softer look in his own shocked eyes as he finally awkwardly held eye contact. His automatic assumption was that she was just like him-- another victim of people touching and biting and fucking where they were never invited. He just nodded quietly, a disconnect from what his mouth was obviously saying.
N... no. I'm good.
He mumbled, stumbling next to her as he anxiously looked around, scanning everyone's face in search of someone who he absolutely did not want to see. He looked back over his shoulder, horrified eyes staring at much emptier ones, searching for answers he wouldn't get.
...Who raped you?
Way to cut to the chase while hitting way off the mark, buddy.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
Suki watched the new group arrive, eyes slightly narrowed against the sun. She made a mental note of Andrei- of his face, shining with sweat, the drool smeared around his mouth, the wetsuit, the fear practically radiating off him- and of Cujo first, adding to herself that maybe she should keep Adler away for a while longer. Admin appeared to be the most... stable of the bunch, though she was sure there was something to be uncovered there.
As Admin split off to find his nearly adopted Bishop, Andrei awkwardly stood there staring at Suki like he was about to die. His pale, wide eyed stare seemed like he'd seen a ghost. He scratched anxiously at his arms, his hands going up the sleeves to start picking and pulling at hair as he quickly got a thousand yard stare at the overwhelming situation of being at a desperately hot beach with a bunch of people he absolutely didn't know. He quickly regretted coming here.
Hey... do you have any water...?
He asked, clearly overwhelmed and trying to regulate without throwing up again.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
He arrived only when the sun was still high, but not glaring, in a rusty old truck he’d somehow managed to drive through the bumpy, poorly managed roads.
All he’d brought with him were a pair of swim trunks he was already wearing when he arrived, a faded dusty green color, some sunglasses, and a small towel.
Frank Woods was not a fan of water, the only times he’d been in the ocean were on trips where David had forced him in, and if he didn’t have to go in today, he wouldn’t.
It only took him about five minutes to find a beach chair, something permanently installed by locals, before he stretched out on it, looking nearly blissfully asleep except for the mean sunburn that would probably find its way onto his tattooed, scarred, pockmarked skin.
Andrei already found himself crawling and finding Woods, the usual whenever things were going horrendous at these public events. He was planning on talking the poor man's ear off, but found him asleep and burning in the sun already. He quickly went and grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and returned, carefully slathering the old man in the sunscreen so that he wouldn't completely burn up in the sun. He crossed his fingers and hoped he wouldn't wake up, obviously. Would be an awkward thing to explain why he was applying sunscreen to a very asleep Woods.
It had taken six hours of meticulous planning for Suki to realise that, really, there was no organising something like this- a beach trip with the amount of people she'd invited, all wildly different. So she'd sent out a date, time, and location, (and a request to only bring small weapons please, she could not handle more bloodshed than absolutely necessary) and let God do the rest.
She sat now on this beach (blissfully empty, for now) wrapped in a cardigan, waiting for the absolute chaos she had brought upon herself to begin.
Ok ok so this is an OPEN RP thingamajig. I wanted to do a summer event thing and the general population voted beach trip so here we are!! Anyone, and I mean ANYONE can join, just don't start a fight (ooc) etc etc.
Andrei hadn't been to a beach or anything like it in what felt like years--- Maybe when he was a kid, he went once, but as soon as he saw the endless ocean... his stomach twisted. Peeling away from Admin's side, he forced himself to look away and ran to found the trash instead, anxiety driving him so badly he immediately emptied his stomach into it. He ignored the familiar Ukrainian voice trying to comfort him as he vomited, clutching the side of the trash as he finally got up, drooling.
"Andrei--- come on."
A voice came out from behind as Andrei shook his head, keeping his eyes on the lumpy sand instead of the water. Andrei looked over his shoulder, glancing at Admin with a certain grimacing Cujo by him. They only brought it along for some much needed social exposure therapy, hopefully not ending with someone getting rabies from him.
"Alright... let's go."
Andrei finally followed alongside Admin's side, grabbing and holding the man's hand so that he didn't fall over or vomit again. He was overheating already, covered head to toe in his long-sleeved and long-legged swimwear so that no one saw his skin, his body. He'd always lie and say it's just to prevent sunburns, but everyone could see through and see it as just a defense against the unhealed trauma he held. They made their way down to where the rest of the people gathered, probably finding their way with the group with Hound and such. And most likely deposit Cujo where it could become someone else's problem.
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This is the best post I've ever made because every day my notifs are filled with mutuals telling each other they love each other, long distance couples saying the wish they could actually be together, and friends who live in different countries tagging each other and saying some weird inside jokes I'll never understand.
Like fuck man we really are all just friends inside each others phones I love yall so much
What's the longest you've ever stayed awake for??? Personally i've stayed up for 3 days straight with brief naps but if we're talking abt full days without sleep then 2💔i was busy playin games💔
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One week. ‘Nam wasn’t fun. Stayed up nearly five days straight after Panama, too.
I had to abandon my entire life just because of some blonde twink who decided I was at fault for Perseus or some dumb bullshit. I had to forget everything: my face, my name, my family, every hope and dream I've ever had, any memory I held dear—
Think that's a little worse than that. Get on my level.
And I have to live with everything. Including the consequences.
I’ve lived through four wars, and fought in damn near every one. If you’re looking to compare trauma, go do it with somebody who doesn’t have tattoos older than you, kid.
And I have to live with nothing but falsities in my head! I don't even know if the name I'm called is my own or another string of control. Beat that bullshit.
...I don't know why I'm arguing with you. I'm sorry, Woods. I don't mean it.
What's the longest you've ever stayed awake for??? Personally i've stayed up for 3 days straight with brief naps but if we're talking abt full days without sleep then 2💔i was busy playin games💔
– 🐋
One week. ‘Nam wasn’t fun. Stayed up nearly five days straight after Panama, too.
I had to abandon my entire life just because of some blonde twink who decided I was at fault for Perseus or some dumb bullshit. I had to forget everything: my face, my name, my family, every hope and dream I've ever had, any memory I held dear—
Think that's a little worse than that. Get on my level.
And I have to live with everything. Including the consequences.
I’ve lived through four wars, and fought in damn near every one. If you’re looking to compare trauma, go do it with somebody who doesn’t have tattoos older than you, kid.
And I have to live with nothing but falsities in my head! I don't even know if the name I'm called is my own or another string of control. Beat that bullshit.
...I don't know why I'm arguing with you. I'm sorry, Woods. I don't mean it.
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What's the longest you've ever stayed awake for??? Personally i've stayed up for 3 days straight with brief naps but if we're talking abt full days without sleep then 2💔i was busy playin games💔
– 🐋
One week. ‘Nam wasn’t fun. Stayed up nearly five days straight after Panama, too.
I had to abandon my entire life just because of some blonde twink who decided I was at fault for Perseus or some dumb bullshit. I had to forget everything: my face, my name, my family, every hope and dream I've ever had, any memory I held dear—
Think that's a little worse than that. Get on my level.
What's the longest you've ever stayed awake for??? Personally i've stayed up for 3 days straight with brief naps but if we're talking abt full days without sleep then 2💔i was busy playin games💔
– 🐋
One week. ‘Nam wasn’t fun. Stayed up nearly five days straight after Panama, too.