hi, this is a side blog (main account is benders-back) for my oc (dread) and this is basically a "in character" blog. There's a small list of things before I'd like for you to read before asking my character questions.
1 - I am a minor, Dread is a grown woman in her mid 30s - early 40s. Any weird sexual asks will be reported and not answered. Following this, you're allowed to say 'oh dreads pretty' or any other compliment, I just don't want to open the ask box to "I wanna pound your character" thank you.
2 - there's gonna be heavy topics discussed here, as she is a criminal. The topics of drug usage, guns, murder, and other criminal like activities will be mentioned throughout these blogs.
3 - everything that is blogged is going to be in character. All of what I am doing is fake, Dread is not a real person, she is a teenagers character. Any and all acts stated in these posts are nothing but fictional lore from the character, not from an actual human being.
4 - I have no intention of posting or blogging about ship content, but if that ever does come up, I constantly ship her with jimmy. So that's just, something I felt like I should mention.
5 - fanart is always 100% allowed, if not encouraged 🫶 I love seeing people draw this serious cunt and you can also always ask questions in character to your own pd2/pd3 oc :3 this blog is up just to have fun and allow my payday character to interact with people.
Anyways yeah I'm here to have fun!! Don't be the rotten apple to ruin it!! 🫶🫶
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🎵 Young man. There's no need to feel down, I said YOUNG MAN! pick yaself off the ground, i said YOUNG MAN! blahblahbalh i dont remember the WORDS! budumdadumdada
YYYYYY-M-C-A!!!
humnananana
YYYYY-M-C-AAAAaaaa!!
-🦈
She just stared at Jaws as they did their very poor karaoke and little jig, not much expression being shown due to her mask BUT she was tapping her foot along to the beat.
'' YMCA ? Jesus , that's a throwback , even for me . What , or well , WHY are you doing this right now ? I thought we weren't on good terms anymore since y'know , that drama + not working with you anymore . ''
"Wellllll, considering I apparently "almost died" or, or whatever, pretty recently, I thought it was a, a good idea to try and get on, on better terms with you, at the, the very least. The cops can still suck my metaphorical dick and balls, but, but your chill enough."
They stop dancing.
"Besides, if anything goes to shit with you and your, your screaming boyfriend or, or whatever, it will make the possibility of TORTURE of him more likely, and, and that would be absolutely WONDEROUS! I'll, I'll back off of that one specifically, until that happens, though."
🎵 Young man. There's no need to feel down, I said YOUNG MAN! pick yaself off the ground, i said YOUNG MAN! blahblahbalh i dont remember the WORDS! budumdadumdada
YYYYYY-M-C-A!!!
humnananana
YYYYY-M-C-AAAAaaaa!!
-🦈
She just stared at Jaws as they did their very poor karaoke and little jig, not much expression being shown due to her mask BUT she was tapping her foot along to the beat.
'' YMCA ? Jesus , that's a throwback , even for me . What , or well , WHY are you doing this right now ? I thought we weren't on good terms anymore since y'know , that drama + not working with you anymore . ''
He could watch a girl just storm into his apartment and immediately just fall onto the couch, her face buried into a pillow as she took off her skull mask and just screamed into said pillow 😭 whatever mumbles he could probably hear were all related to how stupid everything is.
- ☠︎︎
hush, we're just gonna say he's back home but still on medical leave
He wasn't THAT worried when he heard someone storm into his apartment, but he did pause the game he had going, being very careful getting up since, even while very medicated, it was still a pain (literally) to walk. but he ignored it for the moment.
he'd walk into the living room, glancing around before noticing her, shifting his body weight on the crutch as he came over.
he'd tilt his head in confusion.
"hey,, everything alright?" he'd ask, quirking an eyebrow.
She'd lift her face up to look at him, her hair frizzy as she took off the ski mask that was underneath her skull mask.
'' People are frustrating . . Not you , you're fine , but everybody else has just been on my nerves and I can't catch a damn break . ''
'' . . How's your leg , by the way ? Did you need anything while I was out ? I can go back and grab something if you need it — '' Such a drastic change, from bitching and being all serious and irritated to going back to worrying about his own health. She did sit up to talk to him, though, but she still clearly had a lot going through her head.
After a short moment of thinking, he grinned and shifted his weight so he could use both of his hands.
"oh well i'm gonna need this, and this, and that, maybe a bit of this, definitely some of thattt-" as he went on and on, he raised each finger respectively as if he were listing off genuine items, but the silly grin he had on his face and the way he was glancing off showed he was just trying to make her laugh.
"but for realzies, i'm okay, i've just been playing whatever games i have on my gaming console. currently playing uhh......" he scratches his chin a bit, which had a bit of a shadow beard currently, since he hasn't really had the time to shave. "just some random strat game, really."
"what about you, hm? who's got you down?" he then gave a grin and gently punched his palm. "i could beat em up even in this condition!"
His attempt at making her laugh worked amazing, she couldn't help but giggle as he 'listed stuff off', rolling her eyes.
'' well , at least you're having fun . I wouldn't mind playing some video games with you if you'd like that sort of company . And , you probably already beat them up for a job . . " She'd go silent, trying to figure out how to say what's going on without spilling too much. '' I can't say a lot about the situation because it's work stuff , but , some footage leaked of us sucking face and people are acting like I told you every secret , address , and info known to the gang . As if I'm some sort of rat . . Pisses me off that people blow up shit like this . ''
'' I'm not working for that company anymore because , that was fucking weird . And , to be honest , I'd kiss you again and again . I'd say I don't care but I kind of do care about whatever people are saying about me and . . It's just a lot . Work is a lot right now , everything is a lot right now . ''
He could watch a girl just storm into his apartment and immediately just fall onto the couch, her face buried into a pillow as she took off her skull mask and just screamed into said pillow 😭 whatever mumbles he could probably hear were all related to how stupid everything is.
- ☠︎︎
hush, we're just gonna say he's back home but still on medical leave
He wasn't THAT worried when he heard someone storm into his apartment, but he did pause the game he had going, being very careful getting up since, even while very medicated, it was still a pain (literally) to walk. but he ignored it for the moment.
he'd walk into the living room, glancing around before noticing her, shifting his body weight on the crutch as he came over.
he'd tilt his head in confusion.
"hey,, everything alright?" he'd ask, quirking an eyebrow.
She'd lift her face up to look at him, her hair frizzy as she took off the ski mask that was underneath her skull mask.
'' People are frustrating . . Not you , you're fine , but everybody else has just been on my nerves and I can't catch a damn break . ''
'' . . How's your leg , by the way ? Did you need anything while I was out ? I can go back and grab something if you need it — '' Such a drastic change, from bitching and being all serious and irritated to going back to worrying about his own health. She did sit up to talk to him, though, but she still clearly had a lot going through her head.
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(Friendly reminder that everything said in this is fictional, I myself (the creator) am 100% okay, this is joke drama, I am in a stable living condition and everything said besides this little warning is all staged.)
'' So . I would like to come clean about a few things that have been speculating recently . This is honesty . This is going to be me wearing my heart on my sleeve as I talk about what's been going on with me outside of my job . And damn it , if my identity is revealed in the process , I don't care . As long as I give what friends I have left , some closure . ''
'' to explain the . . Images going around , I was staying at a friend's house for the time being . Moneys been really tough for me recently , and I hate going out and asking for assistance with any step of it . He offered for me to stay over , said I wouldn't need to get rid of my cat . . So I took the bait after being convinced . Just until I can get back on my feet and not have debt being dangled above my head . During the night , yes , there was some romance shared between me and the other man , who happened to be a cop . I haven't experienced something like that in years , he was so kind to me , even after learning who I was . I slept on that cops couch , ate his food , you know why ? Because he gave me an opportunity to be in a better living situation until I can afford a better spot on my own . It was the best option I could see to get my pet and myself into a better environment , instead of an apartment building that has a problem with looking clean . ''
'' I never wanted to turn to crime for that extra assistance with rent , but I just could not keep up with the demand for money at the end of each week . I have been working as a cop for the last 5 or so years , I'm balancing that with crime . And no , before more shit starts , I haven't shared , said , or shown anything to anyone . Neither of my occupations really know who I am , and I'd like for it to stay that way . The friends and people I have met through CRIMES are ones I don't think I can ever forget , they're probably the closest thing I will ever have to consider family . And I'm truly , deeply sorry if my actions that night had caused this family to be pulled apart . ''
'' . . . Alright , I'm cutting the ' nice ' bullshit . ' not naming names ' is off the table .''
'' I mean , I do care about this crew at the end of the day , but all this because I actually have a social life ? Hello ? ? Not to fucking mention , you ( you know who you are . ) invaded some guy's apartment security system and somehow found me chilling with him , I wasn't even on the clock . You're actually mental If you think I'm okay with this sort of stalking , , harassment ? ? What would this even be considered . . Anywho , I'd kiss that cloaker a million times over . People are acting like I told this guy everything there is to know about the gang . You know I'm NOTHING like that , for fucks sake , can we use our heads to think ? And y'know , I was snooping around in what files that CRIMES has about me . And , I found a lot of information that I have never admitted to anyone on this job ! Most of it is absolute bull , too ! I'm flattered you thought I had a loving family and got a degree in Harvard . I also found my face , countless times in that whole file all about me ! Ain't that funny , I don't remember sharing photos of me out partying outside of work ? Yet , here those photos are , me in a sparkly black dress . I took these photos on my actual phone , not my work phone . So if this company is so insistent on knowing everything they can get their hands on about one of their best spies , even after I had signed an agreement to only have documented what I approved on , then this company ain't for me ! :) ''
'' and don't worry , I already did you all the favor of deleting the files . I stole a hard drive and input all of my information onto it , you're left with nothing about me , not even my mask design is in that database any more . And y'know , I'd be more than willing to work for Shade and all these other people if a better option wasn't available . I am not on bad terms with anyone who is a part of CRIMES . I'll obviously still be in contact with my friends , that won't change . I do feel bad for whatever trust I have ' broken ' from this , but at the same time , people are gonna have opinions on you no matter what you do . ''
'' this absolute bias bullshit , you have a heister sucking face with a dozer and nobody says shit , but the second a woman goes with a cloaker ? fOr ShAmE ? ? ''
'' I am now working for a much better , human , man that I so happen to be very close with . My inbox will remain open for those who want to still say hello . I think that covers everything I wanted to say , I'm probably gonna quit ! ! 🫶 ''
'' hey , whenever you get the chance to , can you see if I left some hair ties on the counter ? I couldn't find them in my bag , I'm thinking I misplaced them . ''
- ☠︎︎
in response, she gets a picture of every single one of her missing hair ties being stretched between his pointer and middle finger, then the following text,
"haven't seen em."
'' fucking asshole . Look , if you can get them to me during your shift or just keep an eye on them so I don't lose them forever , that works just fine . Thank you cloakerrrrrrr <3 ''
'' hey , whenever you get the chance to , can you see if I left some hair ties on the counter ? I couldn't find them in my bag , I'm thinking I misplaced them . ''
- ☠︎︎
in response, she gets a picture of every single one of her missing hair ties being stretched between his pointer and middle finger, then the following text,
"haven't seen em."
'' fucking asshole . Look , if you can get them to me during your shift or just keep an eye on them so I don't lose them forever , that works just fine . Thank you cloakerrrrrrr <3 ''
'' guess who's working under your command againnn ! Get me the fuck outta the old company . Please . ''
- ☠︎︎
" pfft. sure thing. and while it isn't necessary, do try to wrap those clowns up with you too. can't exactly do crime without heisters, eh? and those dimwits are pretty damn loyal... at least from what i remember.. "
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'' guess who's working under your command againnn ! Get me the fuck outta the old company . Please . ''
- ☠︎︎
" pfft. sure thing. and while it isn't necessary, do try to wrap those clowns up with you too. can't exactly do crime without heisters, eh? and those dimwits are pretty damn loyal... at least from what i remember.. "
As she was in the middle of a heist, helping the crew, she suddenly got a message on discord listed under the "message requests" tab.
" Sophia's Sweets and Treats " was all the message had.. the account was made today, and there weren't any identifiers. default profile picture, no banner.. it was colored blue, though.
She examined the text and the account, you could tell, the second she saw that shade of blue, it's almost like she immediately could piece together who this is. She was hiding behind the wall in the current moment, giving herself some cover during the active heist. She was just an add on for the gang this time around, if she left, it wouldn't be the end of the world. So, she signaled to one of the heisters that she had to go, took a wad of cash, and snuck out of the crime scene. She had texted the number back, "💀". Could it be a form of her finding this funny, or maybe just a symbol of who they texted?
Anywho, she put the address into her phone, and off she goes into the dark, city night, keeping her head low as she carefully took off her mask and put it into the bag that was strapped onto her back. She was wearing her boots, pants, and shirt for the job, still, with her ski mask now around her neck, all bunched up so it looked more like a scarf than anything. With this outfit, she was practically undercover, even being as daring as keeping her firearms in her bag just for safety measures.
once she had arrived at the location, she noticed the.. sorta food truck looking thing was still open even at this time of night. usually things like these close at this hour..
as she stood there looking over it, she got another message.
" ask for the Refinery in any flavor you want. "
She looked at the message, digging through her bag and taking out a small pocket knife, keeping it bunched up in her fist as she slowly approached the food truck, looking into the window of it before opening her mouth to talk.
'' . . Refinery . . on the rocks . ' '
It was clear she was kinda bullshitting what she was saying but, whateverrrr
The worker couldn't help but snicker to themselves, but turned away anyways to begin making whatever this Refinery crap was.
she obviously got the order wrong, but they were instructed to make a specific order for anyone who asked for it.
after a couple minutes, and some delicious aromas wafting from the truck, the worker then slid over a tray of food. two chili dogs, and an order of mozzie (mozzarella) sticks with honey mustard sauce. once she had picked up the tray, she was then given one of those cup holders with two cups with straws already in them. she could hear ice clinking in one of them.
the worker pointed down the road. "head thata way till ya find a dark patch. look for a smoker." the worker then leaned forward, grabbing the overhang and pulling it down once she had backed away.
She seemed confused with the food, but took the tray anyhow and listened to the others instructions. She gave the man a nod before slowly walking down said road, taking one of the mozzarella sticks and taking a good ol bite out of it, not even bothering to dip it in the sauce while shes walking. She just got out of work, she's bound to be at least a little hungry.
She had pulled up her mask just high enough to cover her nose, mouth, and neck area, since she didn't feel like putting in the full effort of hiding herself. She had managed to get to the said dark patch, looking around a bit, trying to see if she could find any evidence of smoke. Either a cloud, the smell of it, just something that could point her in the right direction.
after searching around a little bit, she did in fact see a smoker who was currently sulking back in his chair, smoke steadily rising to the night sky from the cigarette currently sitting between his lips.
she couldn't tell who this was from a distance, but as she walked closer and set the food and drinks down on the plastic table and got a good look at his face, she recognized him instantly. it was Bain.
despite hiding his mouth barely with his fingers due to holding onto the cigarette in his mouth, she could see the makings of a slight, cheeky grin in between his fingers. "i was almost expecting you to take longer than that, clown." he said a bit gruffly, but quickly cleared his throat so it would sound more normal. he snatched the sauce container and a mozzie stick, dipping it a few generous times before taking a hearty bite, humming with delight......... as if he's not, yknow, supposed to be dead right about now ?????
You can see the cogs slowly turn in her brain as she stared at the man she witnessed die, mourned, and all the above with just a puzzled look on her face before slowly sitting down next to him at the table. This was the man she still worked with. She never had claimed to be under CRIME, only said she worked for Bain, and left it at that, since technically, Bains been around longer than them. But seeing him alive, and in the flesh? Stealing HER mozzarella sticks? Math ain't mathing.
'' You texted me during a job , fatass . And what the hell are you doing here alive ? ? You were dead like . . God I don't even know how long ! At mercy hospital , I saw it happen . . How the fuck . . ? ''
She slowly pulled down her face mask, taking a mozzarella stick and snacking on it.
'' I'm angry at you . I'm not showing it because I'm fucking starving and these cheese sticks are delicious , but you got a shit ton of explaining to do , boss . ''
"wowwwwww, fatass? and you weren't even doing shit at that job, hehe. would you have rather i waited till you were doing something genuinely important?" he chuckled gently, taking one of the drinks and sipping on it before picking up one of the chili dogs and taking a hearty bite of it. and since he's not a fucking animal, he waited till he swallowed before speaking further.
"sure, but until this food is done, let's just keep it casual. small talk or whatever you heisters do nowadays. i'm sure there's tons i've missed since i've been dead." he snickered gently.
She would slowly nod her head, agreeing to the small talk until the food was done. She took another bite of the mozzarella, taking her own cup and taking a sip of it, confused as to whatever could be in it.
'' Small talk , huh ? Well , gangs been taken under some CRIME thing . I dunno . Drill is still as shit as it was when you were around , I'm still doing my other job , yada yada . Outside of all that ? For me at least ? Not a whole lot going on . . I'm seeing somebody , kinda ? Long story . But , what about you , boss ? Clearly , you failed at being fuckin dead , wondering what else you've been failing recently . ''
