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INDEPENDENT, HIGHLY PRIVATE, LOW ACTIVITY roleplay blog for TREVOR PHILIPS of GRAND THEFT AUTO V. This portrayal is canon divergent and headcanon based.
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PICK-A-FIGHT MEME.
@abyssurvived said: ‘ eat my shorts. ’ 😌
THE SHOVEL’S THROWN INTO THE BACK OF HIS RUSTY PICKUP TRUCK ( the ringing clunk probably clamorous enough to give the dead a wake-up call ). A threat falling flat is one thing, but her… RETORT? Something entirely else. SHORTS? In all truth, Trevor’s palette has been stained by some of the least exquisite flavours — from his mother’s COOKING ( quite a euphemism, really ) to a man’s RAW LIVER. But textiles would never ever cross his mind. And that on its own should speak volumes. Dark, bushy brows bump together in a confused frown that soon enough morphs into LIVID TURMOIL.
“ You should hear yourself, LADY, because you’re makin’ no DAMN sense! ” Fists clench and his muddy boot goes for the lonely pebble. Only to miss it and nearly lose his BALANCE. A loud, guttural grunt bordering on a ROAR escapes Trevor’s writhed mouth; scraped knuckles collide with the car’s scratched, fading paint. “ They say my head’s not screwed on right, ” index finger DIGS into his temple, bloodshot eyes trying to widen beyond their actual capacity, “ but look at ya. ”
* pick-a-fight meme
‘ could you shut up for five minutes? ’
‘ i have a better idea. why don’t you walk home? ’
‘ so what? ’
‘ i don’t give a shit. ’
‘ aw, did i hurt your wittle feelings? ’
‘ are you serious! ’
‘ how could you let this happen! ’
‘ kiss. my. ass. ’
‘ oh, did i do that? silly me. ’
‘ one more word and i’ll burn your breakfast. don’t test me. ’
‘ admit it. i was right. ’
‘ get out. ’
‘ you’re wrong and you know it. ’
‘ yeah? make me. ’
‘ better let an expert handle this one. ’
‘ i hope you get sunburn! ’
‘ i hope you get frostbite! ’
‘ have fun getting home. ’
‘ hope you’re happy, asshole. ’
‘ get your hands out of my face. ’
‘ sorry, what was that? i couldn’t hear you over the bullshit. ’
‘ un-fucking-believable. ’
‘ forget it. i’ll do it myself. ’
‘ hey, fuck you! ’
‘ jesus, it was a joke. get over yourself. ’
‘ i hope you step on a lego. ’
‘ you’re leaving. right now. ’
‘ eat my shorts. ’
‘ this blows! ’
‘ don’t tempt me. ’
FARGO (1996) dir. Ethan Coen, Joel Coen
𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 — — A defined 𝙅𝙊𝙆𝙀𝙍? One with a 𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀? An 𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔? Why, that 𝙍𝙐𝙄𝙉𝙎 the very definition of 𝙈𝙀.
trevor: i am a confident pilot
michael: you just nearly crashed this plane into a mountain
trevor: confidently
DANGEROUS SENTENCE PROMPTS.
@kaleidskope said: ❛ don’t come any closer , that’s far enough . ❜
“ THAT’S NOT A NICE WAY TO GREET YOUR FRIEND, KID. ” Now, what exact part of ( literally ) FRESH OFF THE BOAT may strike FRANKLIN all of sudden? No, no, never mind— REPHRASE THAT. What anomaly overshadows the typical FRENZY in his wide-open eyes and the fading splatters of SCARLET staining the damp white ( well, it used to be white at some point ) shirt? Could it be… THE SPEARGUN?
“ Let’s go fishing. ” Stopping MID-STEP, face lightens up in a crude mimicry of a fond smile which lands closer to a stiff, clenched GRIN. “ You see… I never really had this kinda bond with any of MY FATHERS, but I’m not here to bore you with another FUCKIN’ SOB STORY— What d’ya say? ”
Before I actually sit down to write something more worthy, here’s a quick about for Trev. Timeline-wise, it’s his general background and quick summary of events leading up to his reunion with Michael in 2013.
CW: mentions of physical and mental abuse, death, drugs, alcohol, substance abuse
Born and raised in Canada, near the border with the US. In a way, he was always a nomad and not always voluntarily. As Trevor himself puts it: “grew up in five states, two countries, fourteen different homes, eight fathers, three care homes, two correctional facilities, one beautiful, damaged flower of a mother.” His father was a raging alcoholic who didn’t hold back from beating him; his mother, on the other hand, was emotionally abusive. Trevor also had a brother, Ryan, with whom he wasn’t getting along too well. Ryan’s death was allegedly an accident.
Ever since he was a kid, he struggled with anger management issues. He would often get into fights for the most trivial reasons. Trevor dropped out of school. It didn’t look like his future would be the brightest, but he discovered his flair for flying. And so he enlisted in the air force. A couple of days before getting his license, the person in charge of psychological evaluations deemed him mentally unstable.
After his discharge, he became a petty criminal. His crimes became more serious when he met Michael Townley, who later became not only his associate but also his best friend.
Fast forward to 2004 — the fateful heist in North Yankton. During their escape, as bad as it was getting for all of them Trevor refused to abandon his friends until fatigued Michael told him to go save himself. For years Trevor believed Michael was dead.
Trevor settled in Sandy Shores, where his crystal meth addiction began. He started a criminal business with Ron, Wade and Chef. Trevor Philips Enterprises specialised in arms smuggling as well as cooking and selling meth.
In 2013 Trevor hears about the robbery of a jewellery store in Los Santos. After Wade’s digging, he finds out there are, in fact, two people named Michael Townley living in Los Santos, but neither of them really fit. However, he stumbles upon a name called Michael De Santa and his old partner’s alias immediately rings a bell. Trevor shows up at the doorstep of Michael’s new house. They kind of bury the hatchet, but Trevor’s grudge never really dies. Then come the shenanigans — Trevor teams up with Michael and Franklin.
His relationship with both of them remains, in a way, strained, but as time goes and Trevor tries to make some sense out of Michael’s choices and also gets to know Franklin better.
me: i’ll make a quick about post in bullet points before i write a proper about also me: *is already 400+ words in*
𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
❛ what are you doing? ❜
❛ what , you’re going to kill me? ❜
❛ fuck ! put the gun down ! please , come on ! it’s me , alright ? ❜
❛ what are you doing with that ? ❜
❛ please .. don’t do this anymore ! ❜
❛ let her/them/him go or i’ll blow you away ! ❜
❛ wait ! okay … okay ! okay , i’ll tell you , whatever you want to know .. ❜
❛ you point that thing at me you better pull the trigger . ❜
❛ alright , alright , alright .. i’ll talk ! ❜
❛ please , just let me go , i won’t tell anyone … i promise . ❜
❛ let me out of here ! let me go ! ❜
❛ you’re not getting away this time … ❜
❛ actually , i think i better get going … it’s late and … ❜
❛ come on ! fight back ! fight back ! fight back you coward ! ❜
❛ come on , hit me ! ❜
❛ do it ! pull the trigger ! do it , do it , do it ! ❜
❛ come and find me … polo ! ❜
❛ i don’t want to hide anymore , i don’t want to be afraid anymore … ❜
❛ you keep saying you’re going to stop but you don’t ! ❜
❛ how many more people need to die before you’re satisfied ? ❜
❛ why are you doing this ? ❜
❛ don’t come any closer , that’s far enough . ❜
❛ if you don’t pull the trigger i’ll pull it for you ! ❜
❛ i thought that you were in danger … ❜
❛ you’re dangerous … i , i just don’t want to end up dead .. ❜
❛ i promise i won’t hurt you … ❜
❛ can you please stop screwing with my mind , god ! ❜
❛ i don’t want to be here anymore , please , can we go back ? ❜
❛ um …. i’m not sure i want to go , thanks anyway .. ❜
❛ that sounds dangerous …. i’m in . ❜
❛ i don’t know , it sounds awfully dangerous … ❜
❛ stay back or i will rip your head off ! ❜
❛ i think … this is wrong , no . i can’t just stand by and watch it . ❜
❛ do you think you would ever hurt me like that ? ❜
❛ i can’t be with someone who could hurt me like that … ❜
❛ this is not love ! it is obsession ! a sick one at that ! ❜
❛ are you following me ? what … what do you want ? money ? ❜
❛ please … i have money , just let me go . ❜
❛ i don’t think you realize how the dangerous this game is .. ❜
❛ it’s not just a game ! ❜
❛ if you’re in some kind of trouble , you can tell me . ❜
❛ come on , it’s just a game , what could go so wrong ? ❜
❛ are you the one that’s been watching me ? stalking me ? ❜
❛ actually , do you mind if we just stop/pull over here ? ❜
❛ what are you doing ? you missed the stop back there ? ❜
❛ hello ? is someone there ? ❜
❛ you’re scaring me … ❜
❛ okay , you’re really starting to scare me … ❜
“Tough? Listen, I grew up in five states, two countries, fourteen different homes, eight fathers, three care homes, two correctional facilities, one beautiful, damaged flower of a mother, I’ve served time, my country, your country and myself. I’ve committed every mortal sin, I’ve loved, hated and searched for meaning, and do you find me saying things were tough? Do you? Listen, kid, if you take one thing away from me, it is that self-mythologizing and self-pity are for the weak. You got me?”
Steven Ogg in GTA VR
𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙳... 𝙾𝚁 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙳.