tw for post: violence, manipulation, achohol/drug use, setting is the gta canon

[highflyin]

Prompt #1

[ You don't know how it happened, but somehow, you managed to get yourself into this mess. Some guy who smells like he rolled out of a dumpster is driving a truck he managed to break into and snag. His plan? You aren't sure yet. Maybe he doesn't even know himself!

Are you a willing participant, or did you somehow get roped into this unwillingly? The idea of you being threatened into the truck really isn't unlike Trevor whatsoever. Either way, unless you're willing to jump out of a moving vehicle, you're probably stuck with whatever crazy idea this lunatic seems to have...

... Is that just you, or did you just see a gun in the back seat? ]

Prompt #2

[ All you wanted was a drink, something to unwind before you go home for the day. Or maybe you came to meet someone, you aren't a drinker yourself. Still, you somehow managed to get this asshole next to you, trying to chat you up. He's obviously drunk, and he might have had a hit of something harder before coming to the bar; he's probably trouble, but the question is, how do you shake him? Or maybe you usually hang out with people like him??? Willingly? ]

[ooc: I'm sorry I'm breaking in the comm with this post I'm so sorry but I really do want to practice writing him since his dialogue is uh... unique.... For male characters who want to thread! there's a trigger warning for threats of sexual violence so please keep this in mind! ]

Comments

1 - the things i do for you

[inbelgium]

[Look, all he wanted was directions. He was on the job, sent to take care of some guy in Rockford Hills, and now he's being driven around by some fucking lunatic. Christ, this guy needs a shower bad. Just being around him makes Ray feel like he needs a shower.

He'd be content grabbing the gun out of the inside of his coat and using it on this guy, but he looks like he's had enough hardware shoved in his face in his life; the sight of him. Instead, he makes a quick request.]

Mind at least goin' the speed limit? I don't wanna make a mess of your... honestly already fucked up truck.

what are you even talk about this isn't a chop account???

[highflyin]

Look, I might not be a local here, but even I know going the speed limit would end up with us dead! Or just you... probably just you.

[ What does that mean? Who knows, Trevor doesn't know, he just thought it sounded like a cool threat. ]

[inbelgium]

That's a problem then! I don't wanna fuckin' die, not in America! [The last thing he wants to do is die in any kind of shithole-- or at least, far from home. Los Santos wasn't the worst, but then there's THIS guy.]

[highflyin]

[ Oh no oh no you did a bad thing. ]

You got some problem with the United States, pal?

[inbelgium]

It's a problem when a guy with a gun can shove anyone into a car, innit? A huge fuckin' problem! [no, that can happen literally everywhere.]

Jesus, is this legal here? I'm sure this is legal.

[highflyin]

[ Trevor swerves the truck into a back alley. Doors are still locked, and he's got a finger on that gun of his. Might not be the best idea to try to bolt, but Ray could try if he really wanted to. ]

Let me tell you something, you fucker. Just because I'm a crazy asshole that just dragged you into a truck does not mean that this whole country is rotten. Sure, there's the kids who don't want to work for a buck, and those G-men... but blaming your own luck on America? Sounds like you have some unneeded prejudice you need to work out, preferably on your own time.

[inbelgium]

[Ray's silent. It takes him a moment for this to register, before--]

Are you kiddin'? Fuck, I'm being lectured by a guy with a gun. The guy kidnappin' other guys is givin' me a lecture about prejudice.