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ABERNATHY 'NATE' DUVALL - 29 - MERCENARY NSFW 18+ Fallout New Vegas Roleplay Blog Single Verse - AU Prompts - Flexible Timeline T R A C K I N G | ABERNATHYDUVALL

[abernathy-duvall]

>> Serious though, I'm not dead and I'm thinking about writing for either Nate or Xavier. Who wants to see who? Speak now, or forever hold your peace.

[abernathy-duvall]

                                                I’ve got {demons} in my head,

                                                n i g h t m a r e s in my dreams

                                               and - DARKNESS - in my heart

                                                     but I’m still s t a n d i n g

[rpsituations-blog]

Your muse walks in on my muse undressing and catches the various scars along their body. What is your muses reaction? What do they do?

[inboxideas]

Send me "Conserve water!" and my character will react to yours jumping in the shower with them.

[abernathy-duvall]

-ASSOCIATED CHARACTER DETAILS- ==============================

 Xavier 'RHETT' Barrett  >> Age: Twenty Two(ish)  >>> Gender: Male  >> Species: Human  >>> Job: Bartender at the Tops  Eliott 'ELI' Konrad  >> Age: Twenty  >>> Gender: Male  >> Species: Human  >>> Job: Thief, Con  Abernathy 'NATE' Duvall  >> Age: Twenty Nine  >>> Gender: Male  >> Species: Human  >>> Job: Mercenary

[abernathy-duvall]

-ACTIVE CHARACTER TRAITS- =========================

>> Loose Cannon _From frag grenades to throwing spears, you can throw weapons 30% faster at the cost of 25% less range. >> Hoarder _You gain +25 lbs. to your carrying capacity, but suffer a -1 to all attributes any time the weight you're carrying drop below 160 lbs.

[abernathy-duvall]

>> So I'm doing the mobile thing, because I'm busy with life. You know what that means? I want some questions, or other abusive uses of my inbox.

[abernathy-duvall]

everybody’s got a ＤＡＲＫ side;

              do you love me ?

                             can you love mine ?

[my-teen-quote]

[blog-for-rpers]

Munday

[abernathy-duvall]

❤ - Tumblr user I would date ❣ - An unpopular opinion I have ⋆ - My personal blog url ✗ - Skype ☒ - My nickname ☑ - My real name’ ❧ - Other websites I’m on ♞ - My age ✾ - TV series I love ◎ - Relationship status ❂ - Post a picture of myself ☄ - My opinion of you

[abernathy-duvall]

-BASIC CHARACTER DETAILS- =========================

 Abernathy 'NATE' Duvall  >> Age: Twenty Nine  >>> Gender: Male  >> Species: Human  >>> Job: Mercenary

-LOCAL VERSE INFORMATION- =========================

 >> Nate is a wandering insane mercenary for hire,  his setting being that of Fallout: New Vegas  _I'm more than happy to play with anyone within,  or willing to come to his native Fallout home.  _If you have lack of knowledge regarding the verse,  simply toss questions at my inbox to be answered.  >>> Roleplay styles included but not limited to:  _First & third person paras, quick fire convos  _gif convos/paras, inbox prompts/convos, memes  _and whatever else you can think up.  Single line responses will be ignored.  >> Starter interactions can be found, here.  _My inbox is always open for plotting and questions.

-QUICK NAVIGATION INDEX- ========================

 >> Basic_Information  >>> Messaging_System  >> Interaction_Rules

[veronika-rivera]

I want the K

I WANT THE K 1-21: 12 [CHEST KISS]

Fingers busied with exploring the rises and the falls of the elaborate scarring across the man’s chest. “That probably didn’t feel too good…” she let out a deep sigh, clearly frustrated with his choices to heal naturally, rather than speed up the process and reduce scarring with Stimpaks. He was constantly on about the patchwork of scars across his flesh. Where he found them absolutely appalling, River was just completely fascinated with them. Not for some morbid obsession with the stories behind them, not some odd fetish that had to do with broken flesh and ghoul-like markings — but because they were his scars, on his body. "This one seems pretty new." she said, slipping a digit across the length of a bright pink that trailed from his shoulder down to his ribs. It was a long, thick scar that looked like it was still just finishing up the healing process. "Is it tender?" River asked, chewing at the inside of her lip, looking at the little lumps of tissue just beneath the thin layers of skin. Leaning in slightly, she glanced up to her friend, offering a gentle smile. “You know, when I was young…” her hand slipped away from the jagged scar. “Mama told me, kisses make everything better.” something she’d believed with everything she was. Without another word, she pressed her lips to his shoulder, kissing down the trail of marred flesh. “Maybe they do.” she leaned back, grabbing a Stimpak off the side table and jabbing it into his upper arm, hoping to catch him off guard. “Stimpaks help too…”

[abernathy-duvall]

>> Grumbling a little at the exploring of her fingers, Nate kept his gaze cast upwards, trying not to look at the woman. River always tried to make light of things, and as much as he wanted to believe she wasn't disgusted by them, he knew better than to fall for the act. She was a whore after all, heart of gold or not. He would shift when her fingers found the fresh mark, the flesh still far too sensitive. All she would get in response to her question was a nod. Words weren't much of a thing with Nate, save for when he had too many of them. When River brought up the subject of kisses, he could feel a dull heat radiate to his cheeks, made worse by the contact of her lips to his skin. That warmth rolled along his body, making Nate have to suppress a shiver. Any absent pleasure, however, was abruptly shattered when the needled was shoved into his arm. "Sonova..." The broken sentence was cut off as he sneered lightly at the woman. "Why do ya always do tha', I told ya I don't like needles." Rolling away from her, Nate would tug his relatively clean gear on over his now mostly clean skin. He needed something between his damaged flesh and the prying eyes of the girl on the bed, if only to make himself feel less exposed. It was funny how much the contrasted each other. River was happy to run around nearly naked, proud of her features, and confident in her own beauty. While the wayward merc just considered himself to be a beast. Nate didn't wear armor to protect himself from the world, he did it to save himself from the creature he viewed himself as. But even that was only temporary.

[saikotochisha]

You { h a u n t } my dreams

                    &&

         every dark corner of my { s a n i t y }

why won’t you just go

                 leave me in my misery

      you left, you were gone, we’ve been parted

for far too long

                                     i hate this lingering sense of longing

     I can’t deal with it just let me be

                 { p l e a s e s e t m e f r e e }

[send-me-the-thing-blog]

Send me “Wow, that’s a strange scar.” to hear a story about one of my character’s scars.

Send Me the Thing

[abernathy-duvall]

[coeurcourageuxx]

                  remember the oɴeѕ that have ғ α l l e ɴ;

                                       —and { fight } in their h o n o r.

[tear-it-apart]

[abernathy-duvall]

>> There is a craving set deep inside Nate, one for human contact. He has never really felt something other than a forced hand. Sure, his parents tried. Even his sister attempted to get close to him. Yet nobody really gave him what he longed for, even when he paid them to do so. _He doesn't just want sex, he wants affection, someone to care for him despite everything he lacks. That loss of contact throughout life has only driven the man closer to the edge of insanity. _ Nate doesn't feel human, because he has never been accepted as one. Save for by his friend Darius and his sister. _After the explosion though, the scars his skin is littered with only serve to isolate him more. _Who could love someone as damage as him?