#frontierdavinci

[ask--dbd--wesker]

[ FEED ] sender offers receiver a spoonful of what they’re cooking so receiver can taste it

"It's Tokana, first time I'm tryin' to make that." ~@frontierdavinci

Wesker looks up and eyes the food suspiciously through his sunglasses. "Is that meat? If yes I am not gonna eat it." Wesker says simply and leans back in his desk chair "Sorry to disappoint sweetheart but I am vegan"

[chrisredfield-re]

♪♯ ~@frontierdavinci

Step forward and meet a new sunrise A coward is shivering inside

Chris would be found a drunken mess stumbling down the path, finally drunk enough to where he could barely hold his own weight. His tendril dripped from him unable to keep itself solid for more than a few seconds, he was struggling to find his way back to the police station.

Pisces- Jinjer

[cursed-legacy]

@frontierdavinci​:

Anna's handin' ya yer butt, I had figured ya'd be toe to toe...

“Such a paltry competition. Why would I care for such contest of popularity?”

“However, Anna is one of the few people that have my favor for her prowess and strength; I am but too happy for her to have the lead.”

[ask-leon-skennedy-dbd]

Hey lad, maybe Miss Valentine or Christopher told ya already, but if ya need a break, a drink, a warm bath or bed, the saloon's always open for ya folks. I don't bite outside o' trials, an' the bloody skyspider's somehow at a loss 'bout what to do with it. So, yeah, if ya need some rest, ya know where t' find things. ~@frontierdavinci

"Oh, no they didn't tell me." He gave him a small tired smile. "I appreciate it though. Thank you."

[ask-dbd-adawong]

🦊 Gotta measure ya up 'gainst a friend o' mine, Miss, an' God knows that woman scared the livin' Hell outta me. @frontierdavinci

“As flattering as that is, I promise you I don’t bite~ In fact, I’ve been told my bark is worse than my bite.”

(Tbh her bark and bite is probably equally bad)

[ask-dbd-chrisredfield]

Christopher, y' lost half yer gear last time ya was here. Either get yer backside to the saloon an' pick it up, or I'm donatin' it to Amanda an' Al. ~@frontierdavinci

"I'll be right there. I guess holding that much here isn't the best idea. I appreciate your honesty."

he started to run towards the saloon

( @frontierdavinci )

[ask-dbd-adawong]

LIFT for the prompt. You decide what is being climbed ~@frontierdavinci

∆ LIFT ∆  -  sender grabs receiver’s hand to help them climb up\down from somewhere

Ada had been requested by another survivor to retrieve something they left behind at the saloon. Wandering in, she took the time to glance around; taking in the silence from the current realm. The spy managed to make her way upstairs, finally finding the object she was searching for. The only issue was that it was located on the roof of the saloon. How did it even manage to get up there?

Thinking quickly, the woman grabbed a barrel, pushing it over and placing it next to the wall. Patting it a few times, she made sure it was stable before climbing up to the roof. Now on the roof, Ada stayed within a crouching positioning, slowly grabbing what she was here for. Holding it up, she rolled her eyes. “Oh fun. I get to nearly fall to my death over a salt pouch. Isn’t that just great.”

She placed the pouch in a small satchel, now making her way back over to the edge. However, just when Ada was about to climb back down, the barrel toppled over; leaving the woman stranded on the broken down roof. Now annoyed, she looked around. If she tried to jump, it sure as hell would hurt. In her thinking, she barely noticed the cowboy approaching her. Suspicious, Ada looked at his outstretched hand before reluctantly taking it. Giving a nod once she was helped down.

“Thanks. You know, you should really invest in roof repairs at some point.”

( @frontierdavinci )

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

Some weirdo keeps stealin' me dried thyme... People talk t' ya, ya heard anything? ~@frontierdavinci

(mun: I tried to resist, I failed)

"....

Obviously not.

Do I look like the sort of person that anyone would confine their thievery too?"