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@power-struggles
Élodie Rakoto
A 28-year old woman with curly, often poofy brown hair. Though ethnically Madagassian, Élodie speaks with a slight French accent due to spending her childhood in France. She’s known for her ingenuity, keen eye and determination. No matter how dire the circumstances, Élodie never gives up.
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> : [sender] moris someone in front of [receiver]
@silent-slaughter
(Amanda moris someone in front of Élodie)
Élodie doesn’t know the name of the scrawny man on the ground nearby, but she doesn’t envy his fate, as the killer in the rotting pig mask stabs him in the hands, once, then twice—and finally slashes his throat, putting his dying screams to rest.
Yet she doesn’t show any fear when the killer senses her presence and turns her head towards Élodie. Instead, she points the beam of her flashlight directly at the eyeholes of the mask. “What are you looking at? Am I supposed to be the next?” she asks, her French accent just barely evident. “…Come and get me ‘zen.”
There are three more gens to do and only three of them left alive. If she wants there to be any hope of making it out alive, she’ll have to take the Pig for a good, long chase.
Ah. It was Èlodie again. A smile was being wore under the mask but wasn’t visible to her. Before she could even speak she was blinded. She blinks a few times while her eyes clear up from the bright flash. Dwight was easier to kill, he always was. Hence why he died first. David was another survivor that he targeted earlier but lost him. But he had a trap on that will stall him for a little while. Normally the killers weren’t supposed to talk during trials but The Pig didn’t care.
“I think I’ll save you for last. You have more fight and spunk than the others. Nice try though.”
The Pig chuckled softly causing the mask to vibrate slightly. The nose winkles a little as well. She lifts up her free hand and waves softly at the other woman. With that, Amanda stalks away in the opposite direction from Èlodie. She’ll come back to her later, she’s not just going to let her go; going after the strong first will only waste Amanda’s time. She must go after the weak first.
Ahh, so the Pig thinks she can just ignore Èlodie, is that it? Certainly, she could go do gens and hope her teammates can last long enough... maybe hide long enough to get the hatch… or, she can follow the killer around with a flashlight until the Pig gets fed up and finally chases her. It's a... tough choice. Not really. Fixing generators is not interesting. Evading the killer is.
Suffice to say that the Pig is going to have a very hard time hooking anyone else. She’ll be forced to acknowledge Élodie, whether she likes it or not. And then Élodie will put her survival skills to the test.
She follows the Pig’s hunt without bothering to be particularly stealthy, and she readies her flashlight for an upcoming blind or save.
There's only one of them left now. The remaining minnow squirming inside of the chum. The one that managed to withstand being sliced through like raw meat, tossed across polished stone, and splintered against the wooden pallets that haunted each and every realm.
One left, and he would be finished.
There's so much blood coating him now that it feels like a second skin. Slick, cold, and dripping in small red patterns onto the ground as he steps across the threshold and surveys the nearby area.
No hatch to be found yet, but if he located it first...
A scurry of feet behind him is all that it takes to redirect The Masterminds focus. From behind the dark shades his eyes emit an eerie glow. Red and haunting, penetrating the darkness as he turns slowly and moves in the direction of the sound.
The… ‘Mastermind’. So, this killer is a… ‘smart cookie’, as they say. Élodie isn’t sure if her little plan is going to work. Then again, what other option does she have? Run straight into his arms and beg for mercy? Ha. She does not think so.
As she runs past the row of lockers, she deftly slams the door open and then shut, forging the noise of a survivor leaping into the locker. Then she quietly crouches in a nearby bush, lowering her head and waiting… waiting to see if he’ll fall for her Deception.
And if so, she’ll sneak off behind him and use the distraction to find the hatch.
And if not, well… she’ll die. But that was the expected result when she was tossed headlong into the trial, was it not? It can only get better from here.
Spicy food?
Élodie is much more concerned with who sent her this message than the actual question contained within. Though she didn't mind spicy food before entering the Fog--she often had opportunity to sample the cuisine of local cultures while traveling the world--it seemed quite unimportant now that the only things to 'eat' were garish imitations of cakes and puddings that Élodie would probably not touch even if she were starving to death. Probably.
But where did this message come from..? She searches her surroundings for any clues, but finds none.
Strange... Perhaps these mysterious notes might give her information that she might not otherwise receive?
> : [sender] moris someone in front of [receiver]
@silent-slaughter
(Amanda moris someone in front of Élodie)
Élodie doesn’t know the name of the scrawny man on the ground nearby, but she doesn’t envy his fate, as the killer in the rotting pig mask stabs him in the hands, once, then twice—and finally slashes his throat, putting his dying screams to rest.
Yet she doesn’t show any fear when the killer senses her presence and turns her head towards Élodie. Instead, she points the beam of her flashlight directly at the eyeholes of the mask. “What are you looking at? Am I supposed to be the next?” she asks, her French accent just barely evident. “…Come and get me ‘zen.”
There are three more gens to do and only three of them left alive. If she wants there to be any hope of making it out alive, she’ll have to take the Pig for a good, long chase.
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@power-struggles said: (for Bass) The young woman approaches the Entity without fear--or at least without visible fear. "Tell me... Where are my parents?"
Walking around the woods was always so entertaining. He could come across killers who though he might be easy prey. He also came across mortals who were confused about who he was. And then, there were those who already knew who he was. Like this particular woman. And he was ready for anything, but not what came out of her mouth.
"For one, a greeting is the polite way to start a conversation," he informed, needing a moment to organise in his mind what in the world she meant. "And for second, who?"
It was so rare for the Bastard to lack context. But this has truly confused him. He had seen Élodie in trials. But he never interacted or owned her. So there was nothing, but her name and skills, that he knew about the survivor.
"A greeting?" Élodie puts one hand on her hip. "What need is there for a greeting? It was you who controls this Fog, is it not? Then you are the one to ask about the whereabouts of my parents." This creature bears a resemblance to the spidery legs that torment her in trials... but more than that, it radiates an occult energy that leaves no doubt in her mind--this is a being of great and evil power. "I have been searching for this place since I was a child. Now I am here." She doesn't have the haggard look of most of the survivors--rather, she looks bright and determined. For she is closer to her parents now than she has been in fourteen whole years. "Tell me where they are."
((BHVR really giving Élodie the love this month!! I like this one too.))
((Élodie’s new cosmetic set kinda slaps tbh. Especially the hair))
⬄ reverse (receiver chases sender :3) - Élodie @power-struggles
As The Pig chases the other through the Gideon meat plant she cursed softly to herself at two whiffs she made. She normally wasn’t like this. She normally nailed them right in the side. Usually at least. As she continued the chase she didn’t see the pallet and soon it was over her head. A soft whine was emitted out. She shook her head and started destroying the pallet.
“Oh.. you’re definitely gonna get it now!”
Élodie pauses at the strange squeak that comes from the killer. It almost reminds her of a... rubber chicken. "Hm? You'd rather chase someone who doesn't fight back?" The rhetorical question is followed by a flashlight blind to the front of the pig mask, before Élodie turns and makes as much distance from the killer as she can. Though she may banter with the killers, the end goal is always to survive.
This particular trial isn't looking hopeful, though. One of the others had already lost their head to some kind of mechanical trap, and Élodie was left with the attention of this small, yet deadly killer with a sawblade strapped to her arm. She would need to evade the killer long enough for the other two to finish five generators and open a gate. It wasn't going to be an easy task.
But it can't be said that Élodie doesn't love a challenge.
Do you rp with DBD OCs?
((Yes!! I love OCs and I actually have an OC blog of my own. :) ))
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DBD Interaction prompts (for survivors and killers)
[Got bored and decided to make some DBD-themed interaction prompts for a friend. Feel free to use these for your own blog! I think most of them are survivor-survivor, but I did try my best to include survivor-killer or killer-killer (though you might have to get creative with that one.)]
| Feel free to add a “ + reverse “ if you wish for the sender/receiver to swap places |
♡ : [sender] + [receiver] being in a friendly match
☆ : [sender] + [receiver] working on a generator together
♢ : [sender] giving or receiving a item from [receiver] {specify which one}
+ : [sender] patching up [receiver’s] wounds during/after a match {specify}
… : [sender] waiting at the exit gate with [receiver]
× : [sender] being unhooked (or hooked) by [receiver]
% : [sender] relaxing/recovering with [receiver] after a match
# : [sender] + [receiver] bumping into each other
♧ : [sender] teaches [receiver] one of their perks
¤ : [sender] shows [receiver] their killer power
& : [sender] catches [receiver] after they fall from the second floor
÷ : [sender] carrying [receiver] to hatch
⊙ : [sender] showing [receiver] around the map/or their realm {specify}
! : [sender] takes a hit to protect [receiver]
> : [sender] moris or moris someone in front of [receiver]
♤ : [sender] threatens (or tries to) [receiver]
⬄ : [sender] starts a chase with [receiver]
― : [sender] sees [receiver] get sandbagged (purposefully block a entrance/window or throw a pallet down on them so they can get hit) by a teammate mid chase
,, : [sender] shows [receiver] a new cosmetics/outfit they received
^^ : [sender] grabs [receiver’s] hand to drag them to a generator/exit gate
[ ] : [sender] mistakes [receiver] for a killer/survivor
(ex for the reverse: “♧ : [sender] teaches [receiver] one of their perks + reverse” [now it will be treated as ♧ : [receiver] teaches [sender] one of their perks)
send ‘🥊’ for your muse to punch mine.
alternatively: send ‘ 🥊🔄 ’ for my muse to punch yours.
bonus points if you specify where they’re punched!
⋅ ┋ EMOTIONALLY CHARGED STARTERS .
send a word for an emotionally themed starter. feel free to specify which muse is emotional
CRIMSON . a starter in which one or both muses are angry. MARMALADE . a starter in which one or both muses are content. CANARY . a starter in which one or both muses are joyous. CHARTREUSE . a starter in which one or both muses are embarrassed. CERULEAN . a starter in which one or both muses are playful. MULBERRY . a starter in which one or both muses are sad. ROUGE . a starter in which one or both muses are affectionate. ALABASTER . a starter in which one or both muses are afraid. RAVEN . a starter in which one or both muses are mourning. FOG . a starter in which one or both muses are tired.
pp
A mysterious message, with only “p p” written on it.
Deciphering mysterious messages is not her priority, but Élodie is certainly curious as to what it means, and who would send it to her.
Élodie had gleaned information from eavesdropping on two others.
And it was valuable information indeed. Finally, a name for the monstrous force that had stolen her parents fourteen years ago. “The Entity”. The name gave away little. But instinct told her that this was the thing she’d been searching for. All this time, she had been searching on the wrong plane of existence. Now she was finally in its world. Her parents were here, fourteen years ago. The question was: where are they now?
Someone must know something. She’ll question the very next person that she sees.
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Send “duckling” for my muse’s reaction to yours following them around.
Send “follow the leader” for my muse to follow yours around.
Time for firsts! Send ☝ + an action or activity for my muse to talk about their first time trying it
