#killer interact!

[ask-dbd-susie]

@lilguydredge An open box? Well of it fits it sits.

When checking her box to make sure she didn’t receive any new letters, she was surprised to instead find a little dredge resting inside. Giving an excited squeal, the pinkette practically ran inside and back, placing a blanket and a (possibly too big) hat on top of the little guy.

“Aww!”

Susie couldn’t possibly move him. That is his new home now, she must find another box.

( @lilguydredge )

[ask-dbd-susie]

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”   -Julie (legions-tape)

Susie knew why she couldn’t look the other in the eye, but found it all too embarrassing to admit aloud. Julie is her best friend, but what Susie could say next, very well might disappoint her. Maybe expected? But disappointed nonetheless. Susie knew out of the entire group, she’d probably be considered the weakest link. Even before the Entity’s realm, that was proven to be true. Never had the courage to finish what they started, only really going to prove herself when no one else was around.

Still not making eye contact, the younger legion member looked at the ground, nervously twirling a strand of hair; an anxious habit of hers. She bit her lip, taking in a shaky breath. Trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever might come next. “…I.. um..” Another pause as Susie freezed up again.

“I can’t.. I can’t look you in the eye, because I don’t want to see the disappointment that’s going to be written on your face.. I know- I know as killers we have jobs to do. Striking fear as the legion is our personal job.. and I don’t want to see how disappointed you are when I tell you I’ve been failing to do exactly that. Harming people? Sure.. I don’t like it, but for you guys? I’ll do it. Killing? I can’t! Not anymore..”

There it is. Lately, Susie hasn’t been killing the survivors in her trial. Opting for just letting them go. Looking down in shame, Susie wouldn’t be surprised if the Legion was treated as some laughingstock because of her.

( @legions-tape )

[ask-dbd-susie]

"There's my pretty pink Susie!" - mixtapejunkie

“Huh? Oh! Frank!” She excitedly waved back. “Wait- there’s my handsome uh.. um.. best friend! Yeah! I totally rocked that.” She may not have pulled the compliment off, but Susie had the spirit.

Grinning at the other, she ran up for a hug. “Feels like I haven’t seen you in forever! How are you doing?”

( @mixtapejunkie )

[ask-dbd-susie]

~stare~

@wrin-derspaten

Susie hadn’t even gotten a chance to step out of the fog before she was getting stared at. Although, the stare seemed to come from a killer instead of survivor. Confused, the legion member quickly looked down, not making eye contact. Deep breathes and head to the campfire, Susie. You got this!

Or at least she nearly tricked herself into thinking such.

And now there was another stare. From a.. Kitty? Nonetheless. Usually cats would’ve brought her comfort, but the stares were really not helping with the pinkette’s anxiety as of right now. Maybe she should’ve kept the mask and hoodie on, after all.

( @wrin-derspaten ) | ( @ebonyan-meori )

[ask-dbd-susie]

🎁 + [ glitter glue ]

@wrin-derspaten

Oh Susie is going to make one hell of a mess with this. You don’t understand how much more of a little menace you’ve just permitted Susie to be by giving her glitter glue.

[ask-dbd-susie]

*Two charecters approached Susie. It was like seeing the two swapping places. Laurie dawning the white mask that so many saw before death and Michael in the common 1990s good quiet kid attire.*

*Yet their heights never changed. Laurie was about equal height with Susie and Michael loomed over everyone at 6'9". Laurie also seemed to have no intention to hurt Michael*

*Michael is the one who spoke* "Ya know where we are? This certainly ain't Illinois. We don't usually get snow like this."

*Laurie twisting her knife in her hand. Watching every move. Anxious about her brother or simply a fidget*

Susie blinked from behind the mask, trying to process what exactly she was seeing. There was Miss Laurie, who she knew to be a survivor, wearing the same mask that The Shape wore. Speaking of Micheal, was that supposed to be him right next to Laurie? Is that what he looked like behind the mask? Was that what he sounded like? This feels like illegal information that Susie just became aware of. Oh god, what if she gets killed for this?

However, a realization does stops her internal panicking. She’s heard about killers and survivors swapping places all the time, and has even seen it herself. So maybe this is one of those cases? Except, this role swap seems to be a bit more personal. Susie gave an awkward cough, trying to clear her throat. It’d probably be best to finally respond to the question before things got weird- or well- weirder.

“You’re currently at Mount Ormond Resort! …But also technically not, since it’s not the.. real thing. It’s a bit of a mess to explain. Long story short, I guess you can say you’ve been kidnapped? Not by me! But by this Entity. The resort is just one of the many places here. If you want, we could talk about this inside? It’s probably not the best to stay out in this cold for so long, if you’re not used to it.”

[ask-dbd-susie]

🎁 + a collection of horror stories by an unknown author, it's old with a peeling leather cover and worn pages but the ink is still good, there is a note attached.

"This is one of my favorites from when I was younger, hope you enjoy Suzie."

-@chrisredfield-re

Susie grinned at the collection, something new she can finally read! The worn pages and leather cover really added to the spooky factor. The legion member grinned even harder at the note, there was something sweet about Chris passing down a horror story collection from he was younger. She gently detached the note, placing it in her pocket; she’s gonna hold on to this.

[ask-dbd-susie]

🎁 + a new switch blade because you can never have enough.

Susie smiled at the switchblade, watching as it folded in and out. “Thanks, Frank! I should really make a collection out of these.”