Roughed Up Prince

David King Ask/Rp Blog! Feel free to ask anything. (Preferably at most PG-13.) A younger, more rambunctious David King. He's new and a bit of an ass-hole.

[pinguinmitbrille]

I doodled @mancunian-fighter.

[mancunian-fighter]

The ballroom was huge, people littered the floor and the tables to the side of the ballroom floor as well. Quentin hadn’t throughly explored the entire event yet but this seemed like a good part to become accustomed too since it looked like this was the main area where people were hanging out. Crowds however, were never his thing. Usually he’d just find a person or two and stick with them but for now he was alone. That needed to be fixed. Thankfully he spotted a familiar shade of red worn by a large figure and knew who that could be. Fixing his attire and then grabbing some drinks Quentin headed over to the man. Unable to tap on his shoulder or give any physical sign he wanted to talk Quentin chose to just go with the awkward small talk instead, “Hey! Prince, it’s nice to see you here. You remember me right? Quentin. I kinda frequent your campfire, but you always wander off so I thought this would be a good time to finally get to know each other better. I’ve always wanted to talk more.” One of the drinks is offered to Prince with a smile. [ @drowsy-dreamwalker ]

Prince was fairly distracted by watching people dance and chatter.. His mind was a bit lost on how he was supposed to be enjoying any or this and how anyone was even able to. He slide a finger under his mask to scratch a little bit at his cheek and readjusted it when he was done..

His attention was drawn to the smaller figure that had just touched his shoulder. He jerked away a bit in caution, but when his eyes landed on the man next to him. His expression was perplexed under the lion mask.

"Yeah.. I've seen ya talk to 'the other' me a lot right..? You're the one in blue..?" To be fair, he didn't remember the other's name just from hearing- he wasn't too good about any of that right now. But he made the assumption based on the fact that Quentin was wearing blue here too.

He looked at the drink that was being offered to him and blinked at it. "That for me?" He pointed to the drink like he didn't know it was clearly being given to him.

[drowsy-dreamwalker]

“Yeah, it’s for you! Just uh- knowing parties it’s probably spiked by now.” Quentin didn’t know for sure how true that statement was but it wasn’t a wrong guess seeing the types of people who attended the party. At least * one* of them had to get the bright idea to spice things up a bit.

Taking a sip of his drink made him scrunch his face a little. Yup, they were spiked for sure. “Oh but, yeah I’m the one who wears blue haha. I talk to other you a lot. We’ve known each other for a long time, we didn’t always get along but that’s different now. That’s why I usually hang out at your campfire.” Another smile was given to Prince before Quentin took a drink. He was careful not to drink too much he knew his tolerance toward this stuff was horrible. “To be honest I was kinda sad we didn’t get to know each other till now. You seem like a nice guy!” He says ignoring all the fights and arguments Prince probably has gotten into and how standoffish he can be.

[mancunian-fighter]

"Mhm..." Prince took the drink, but he was a bit cautious of it.. He eyed the thing for a moment before he drank it. He wasn't all that bothered by the taste.

He listened to Quentin speak and swirled his cup a bit as he eyed him curiously. This guy was weird to him.. Just because of how comfortable he seemed already. He'd been fairly good at scaring others... for the most part.

Prince gave an amused snort. "I seem nice..? Think others would disagree there, mate."

[mancunian-fighter]

The ballroom was huge, people littered the floor and the tables to the side of the ballroom floor as well. Quentin hadn’t throughly explored the entire event yet but this seemed like a good part to become accustomed too since it looked like this was the main area where people were hanging out. Crowds however, were never his thing. Usually he’d just find a person or two and stick with them but for now he was alone. That needed to be fixed. Thankfully he spotted a familiar shade of red worn by a large figure and knew who that could be. Fixing his attire and then grabbing some drinks Quentin headed over to the man. Unable to tap on his shoulder or give any physical sign he wanted to talk Quentin chose to just go with the awkward small talk instead, “Hey! Prince, it’s nice to see you here. You remember me right? Quentin. I kinda frequent your campfire, but you always wander off so I thought this would be a good time to finally get to know each other better. I’ve always wanted to talk more.” One of the drinks is offered to Prince with a smile. [ @drowsy-dreamwalker ]

Prince was fairly distracted by watching people dance and chatter.. His mind was a bit lost on how he was supposed to be enjoying any or this and how anyone was even able to. He slide a finger under his mask to scratch a little bit at his cheek and readjusted it when he was done..

His attention was drawn to the smaller figure that had just touched his shoulder. He jerked away a bit in caution, but when his eyes landed on the man next to him. His expression was perplexed under the lion mask.

"Yeah.. I've seen ya talk to 'the other' me a lot right..? You're the one in blue..?" To be fair, he didn't remember the other's name just from hearing- he wasn't too good about any of that right now. But he made the assumption based on the fact that Quentin was wearing blue here too.

He looked at the drink that was being offered to him and blinked at it. "That for me?" He pointed to the drink like he didn't know it was clearly being given to him.

[fogs-masquerade-ball]

Masquerade Ball Ask Meme

Send my muse one of the following to start an interaction. For multi-muse blogs, please remember to specify muse.

Quiet Room

Cards - to play a card game with my muse

Cupcake - to ask my muse about their favourite cupcake frosting

Pale - to ask if my muse is feeling unwell

Room - to ask my muse if they want to enter one of the private rooms

Water - to offer my muse a glass of water

Ballroom

Compliment - to tell my muse they look good in their outfit

Dance - to ask my muse for a dance

Gossip - to start gossiping about (please specify)

Music - to ask my muse about their favourite song

Wall - to find my muse leaning against a wall

Dinning Area

Chug - to dare my muse to a drinking competition

Food - To ask my muse about their favourite dish

Observe - for your muse to catch mine observing other guests

Seat - To ask my muse if the seat next to them is taken

Taste - to offer my muse something from your plate (you can specify what it is)

Garden

Chase - to start chasing my muse

Fight - to attack my muse

Flowers - to ask my muse about their favourite flower

Lost - for our muses to get lost in the hedge labyrinth

Stargaze - for our muses to relax on a blanket watching the stars

[mancunian-fighter]

Dwight walked through the ball it was a bit crowded in this section... he was getting jostled a little... he accidently backed into someone decked out in red and gold.. "Oh i'm sorry it's a bit crowded here.." Dwight immediately apologized. He gave the person a once over... they looked... famliar maybe? "David?" @lab-camp-kill Goggles Dwight

Prince jerked his arm away when someone bumped into him. "Watch it-"

He turned to glare at whoever had bumped into him. He felt almost blinded by the sheer brightness of the others suit..

The young man blinked and eyed Dwight curiously. "Yeah that's me. Er.. I've been called Prince.. or whatever the fuck too.."

The scrapper idly scratched behind his ear as he spoke. He didn't seem too comfortable here.

[labcampkill]

“I”m really sorry..” Dwight felt stupid... “It’s so crowded.” he looked embarassed as he scratched the back of his head. “Are you doing okay tonight? Big parties always make me out of sorts. How about you?”  Dwight noticed that he seemed maybe mildly agitated?

[mancunian-fighter]

"Yeah. Don't worry ‘bout it.." Prince gave a shrug before he crossed his arms over his chest. Not like he had much to say on that part. He was kind of focusing on other things.

Like thinking about the crowd, it was kind of weird seeing so many people in one area. At least after the severe lack of seeing them prior to this. He didn’t know any of these people. He couldn’t even remember any names. Not that he really paid attention to most of them.. He wished he could enjoy the event since he liked parties, but he was still kind of at a loss in general.

"Do I look like I’m not okay? I’m peachy. Why?”

[mancunian-fighter]

Dwight walked through the ball it was a bit crowded in this section... he was getting jostled a little... he accidently backed into someone decked out in red and gold.. "Oh i'm sorry it's a bit crowded here.." Dwight immediately apologized. He gave the person a once over... they looked... famliar maybe? "David?" @lab-camp-kill Goggles Dwight

Prince jerked his arm away when someone bumped into him. "Watch it-"

He turned to glare at whoever had bumped into him. He felt almost blinded by the sheer brightness of the others suit..

The young man blinked and eyed Dwight curiously. "Yeah that's me. Er.. I've been called Prince.. or whatever the fuck too.."

The scrapper idly scratched behind his ear as he spoke. He didn't seem too comfortable here.

[mancunian-fighter]

How do you feel about the nickname donned upon thee? Not a King but a Prince?

"Upon thee? What year are you from-?" Prince rolled his eyes and gave a short snarl with his lips. "I don't give a shite what everyone is callin' me right now. I got other things t'worry about! I just saw a fuckin' ghost choke the shite outta some idiot!"

[ask-the-scrapper]

Killer(s) David and Prince ( @mancunian-fighter )

[ask-the-scrapper]

I forgot to add a couple of other sketches- Also Killer Prince is 7′3″. Killer David is 6′7″. And when they’re normal height they’re both 6′3″.

[mancunian-fighter]

" Oh are you a new David? That's rough! Well welcome to the suck.." Dwight half smiles. "Here I saved this for rainy day." He gives him an anniversary flashlight with two batteries in it. @askgogglesdwight

" 'New David...' Right.. Yeah.. Fuckin' weird. Still don't get that.

...You sorta look like a Daniel or whatever the fuck the other 'me' called you bunch with the.. look..." He huffs.

"Not sure I like 'ow damn 'appy you seem 'bout all this.. I'll just keep thinkin' I'm 'avin' a crazy trip right now and I'm imaginin' it."

"SONOFABITCH THAT'S BRIGHT-!!!"

[mancunian-fighter]

I wonder how his first trial was.

It went like it would for anyone else that didn't know what was happening.

He died.

[mancunian-fighter]

I wonder how his first trial was.

It went like it would for anyone else that didn't know what was happening.

He died.

[ask-the-scrapper]

Looks like David has met another… David.

This other newbie David isn’t apart of this blog though! He may show up from time to time because I want him to.

I made him his own ask-blog @mancunian-fighter so I can mostly keep focus on this blog still.

He’s open for asks and such, but he’s still a bit of a WIP. He does have a FAQ you can read though if you want a bit of insight. Just a warning that the blog is fairly unpolished.