LONG CON .

[f0ntaine]

𝐅𝟎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄 : a highly canon divergent portrayal of FRANK FONTAINE, from 2k's 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐊. written by frank, ( he/it, 26. ) triggering content, low activity, private. 21+ only. rules && info below. does not follow first.

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 : @sugarsouth

my rules are incredibly simple: don't be a dick, don't be weird, everyone just have fun. i promise it ain't all that deep.

my name is frank ! i'm 26, he/it, autistic, transman. i work full time in the cannabis industry so i don't have a ton of time for being online so sometimes i am simply not here. my discord is available to those who ask !

i don't follow people first here unless i already know who you are/you're my friend. i promise i don't bite, i just have had some experiences in the past so i like to just keep stuff small. but if you're interested in writing with me, feel free to follow ! i am mutuals only && private- which means i prioritize interactions/plots with my friends.

i am highly canon divergent: the quick differences are that my fontaine did not get reconstructive surgery to change his face, he was just using a different guy to be the FACE of atlas whilst he was the mastermind/the voice. additionally, i only have interest in writing fontaine while he's fontaine. so during the golden era of rapture, or after he's revealed himself. i genuinely have no interest in atlas so if you're looking to write with ATLAS- that ain't here. sorry.

anyway the blog can be triggering, so watch out for that. there also may be nsf/w present. everything will be tagged.

full name: Frank Fontaine ... ( originally Fransisco Fuentes ) age: verse dependent, aged somewhere between 32 - 42 identity: cis-male, closeted bisexual nationality: half guatemalan, half italian-american ethnicity: mixed, half latino && half white hair color: dark brown eye color: dark brown height: 5'5" profession: entrepreneur ... ( conman ) religion: none. spoken languages: english && spanish

[f0ntaine]

Frank is kinda a crashout im ngl

[zaratustran]

finally and exerting no small effort andrew drags them to the hatched bulkhead door, still architecturally sound despite it all. water-tight as well; a blessing, that. fuentes says fontaine, and the great man has half a mind to chastise him for such unwarranted intimacy. anyone else (anyone who did not know him as thoroughly as andrew now knew him) might have thought good atlas mad. fuentes is a truer answer than he'd wanted or been prepared to hear.

he says nothing more until he manages to wedge the cylindrical door open, and only then it is to curse in russian. fontaine collapses in a heap — soaking and gore stricken — andrew drops him unceremoniously, as apathetically as a bricklayer may his labor, though he were both burden and unfeeling thing. he hadn't the strength of character nor body to manage anything different.

with a grunt andrew forced the door shut. the moment the lock secured the maintenance tunnel ignited the pair in a haze of red light from the bulbs above, many of which flickered briefly before steadying. he pants like a dying animal, uselessly heaving air into his lungs. his head hurts — fuck it all, everything hurts.

" i'm going to kill you. bastard. whoreson. i am going to kill you. "

[f0ntaine]

when he hits the ground, he cries out in pain. a howl of agony that rips through his throat, curling in on himself, hands clutching uselessly at the wounds that litter his chest. from these wounds drools a thick mixture of blood & adam ( frank gathers some on his fingers, in awe of the way it glows ... ) fuck ... that can't be good.

ryan speaks then, drawing him from his thoughts, mind just clear enough to perceive the threat. fontaine laughs. it's an awful sound, mind you―― coming out a wet gurgle, at first, excess fluid coughed up & then spit out. but in time it grows in volume, head tossed back as the splicer cackles, finding it all to be just so ... ironic.

he has to catch his breath, ❛ you ... ain't gonna do shit, ❜ frank gets out in between chuckles, ❛ don'tcha' see ? we're even now ... ❜ && it's true. ryan had tried to have him offed ( tried being the key word, ) && frank returned the favor ! more or less ... no point in exchanging blows now, especially since andrew went to the trouble of carrying him all the way here.

speaking of ... he has to sit upright soon, or he'll choke. so he rolls slightly, wedging his arms underneath, && pushes himself to sit up. ❛ where ... ―― fuck ! where the fuck is the kid ?? ❜

[f0ntaine]

The flowchart of frank trying to manipulate people goes smth like: glaze -> challenge -> flirt -> camaraderie -> intimidate -> kill

[f0ntaine]

Like i think bioshock infi.nite is fun right its a fun game to play but I just dont think its a bioshock game nor do I think it has the teeth the first game does.

[f0ntaine]

Frank is DL af I ain't even gonna lie

[f0ntaine]

wait i actually wanna write frank so bad you guys should plot with me

[f0ntaine]

Its actually wild that frank speed ran becoming a junkie over the course of a few hours

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

[rpclefairy]

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”

[f0ntaine]

the way i just spent an hour trying to find someone who used to be in the fandom and still having no luck

[f0ntaine]

"You have such a talent for pretending you are innocent." :)))

despite the circumstance, he just can't help but smile. it goes unspoken between the two of them― but fontaine is damn good at what he does. they stand perhaps too close to one another, the look shared between them harsh && untrusting: two bucks preparing to lock antlers.

tensions are rising in rapture, a clear divide beginning to form amongst the people. on one side stands the great man himself, andrew ryan && his titans of industry ! rapture's best && brightest ( oh please ... )― gorging themselves upon the fruits of the lesser man's labor. on the other, those who were promised so much more. they line the streets, crammed into pauper's drop [ ripe for the picking, ] dejected, purposeless ... but not so ! they just need a little direction, someone they can relate to, someone who cares. someone like ...

❛ ―― you accusin' me of somethin' ?? ❜ frank asks with a tilt of his head, stepping up rather than down. && perhaps he's the only man in rapture bold enough to do so. ❛ sullivan already conducted his latest investigation, didn't he ? && if i recall correctly, he came back t' you empty-handed. you just can't stand i'm beatin' you at your own game. ❜

[f0ntaine]

Plotting with @maidenmotif

[venusofrapture]

Hesitation, which she tries to play off as naturally as possible—- a turning away of eyes full of thoughts receding back into the numbed corners of her mind, dispersing into a less troubled countenance as she makes an attempt at a small, flickering smile. Fontaine, a name she saw nearly everywhere, another big player in the Rapture arena. No, not true. He wasn’t merely another making their own in the utopia city. No, when the name Fontaine had met her ears, it was spoken with a subdued yet piercing contempt that struck her in a way she hadn’t forgotten. That was enough to make her wary, yet the smoldering aversion she had sensed was contradicted by the demeanor she was met with by the man in front of her. Precautious all the while, she finally, stiffly took the offered handkerchief, blotting carefully at her eyes as to spare what was left of her makeup. 

“ It’s nothing, really. Silly of me to even . . . ” She gestured emptily with the handkerchief, indicating her tearful state.

[f0ntaine]

she looks so different in person― perhaps when she's not illuminated by the stage, the cracks begin to show. she's beautiful, of course. fontaine can recall her visage upon a poster [ ANDREW RYAN'S FAVORITE GAL ! ] he found it just as funny then as he does now. ryan's favor lies in INDUSTRY alone, && the sooner these broads get smart, the sooner they'll be free of the rapture titan. frank prays they never get smart.

opportunity. this place is rife with it.

❛ 'don't really look like nothin' to me ... ❜ though it's said nonchalantly: not quite prying, yet willing to lend an ear. a glance around, surroundings taken in, an idea formulating. ❛ ― what's a gal like you doin' here by herself ? ❜

[f0ntaine]

New followers ......

[f0ntaine]

how are all these blogs finding me-

[f0ntaine]

Frank when he has a plan