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! ]

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[thatcatfrom101]

[ Roy was not unused to getting himself into these kinds of situations, honestly. He may have done a thing or two that ended up with him being threatened into a building/vehicle/ect a few times in the past.

Like right now, his own reason for being next to the truck checking it out hadn't been entirely innocent. Or...innocent at all, given that he was about to break into it to see if there was anything worth stealing.

And now...he's stuck in the truck with some maniac. He even dropped his gun as he was being yelled at and threatened to get inside. All he had was a knife hiding on the inside of his Tunnel Snakes jacket that he didn't dare reach for right now.]

Look guy, what do ya say you let me go and I don't tell no one I saw you. Sounds good, yeah? Just...[ The young man points to some random street corner they pass in a fruitless attempt to get the man to stop. ] ...just drop me off there. And we're cool. Okay? [ He's freaking out now. ] You passed it!

prompt 1 | i'm cool with whatever content/matter gets brought up. o7

[snezana]

[ All things considered, being threatened by a Mundy man and shoved into the stale air of a dark truck ranks surprisingly low on her list of Shit That's Happened over the last dozen years of her life, enough that she settles into the seat with only a few sounds of protest.]

Where are you taking me? [She shifts and crosses her arms tightly over her chest, a glance of open annoyance slanting over him.] I'd ask why but your type never seem to want to answer that.

[At least not in a way that's ever satisfactory to her.]

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[fatjudas]

[ Of all the bars in Los Santos, he had to go and pick the same one as Trevor Fucking Philips. All Michael had wanted was a night out away from the family. Was that so much to ask?

Apparently yes.

But he'd also stopped caring like an hour ago. Or maybe it was two hours. He doesn't know or care because he's drunk and the world is beautiful. ]

Y'know, T. We should -- we should do something. [ He makes a grandiose gesture with his glass for emphasis, effectively sloshing half its contents onto himself but he doesn't notice. ] A good something. Like...like. Y'know.

Something.

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.