Headcanons for Radek {eng} (+NSFW)
(то же самое на русском)
I went crazy bout this game out of the blue. It literally came up in my YouTube recommendations, and when I first watched it, I felt really uncomfortable. Then it hit me that no other indie game villain had made me feel so sick, which means that the game is amazing. I've completed it 100%.
Just in case, a DISCLAIMER for the moralists: Radek's actions and words in the original game are highly condemnable. I'm only drooling over the Radek that doesn't exist in the game: the one I've made up. I have a hobby of adding details to characters' biographies, giving them traits that aren't present in the original, and then drooling over them. Radek got caught in the crossfire, so here are a few headcanons about him (I still feel like there’s not enough lol).
Before the headcanons, there are a couple of musical ones. (For Russian speakers they'll resonate a bit more, but if you're English-speaking don't hesitate to find them on YouTube. I hope there are translations available as well)
The musical headcanons for the canonical drunk and horny Radek (it's like a vibe from a single band. Listen and mentally draw horns and hooves on Radek):
2rbina2rista – Мацай (!!!) 2rbina2rista – Многоёб 2rbina2rista – Гокхале Боа Джюс Шипс
The musical headcanons for the sober, calm, and tired Radek, who spends his weekends in his empty apartment:
БумБокс – Вахтёрам Градусы – Кто ты
Градусы – Режиссер (!!!) Градусы – Запишу свое сердце на секцию плавания (!!!)
Here are the headcanons themselves ______________________________________________________________________
π} Full name: Radoslav. That's what Google says. Pole, obviously, and the game's events take place in Poland, presumably. (I swear, his last name's gotta be "Bobrovich." Radoslav Bobrovich, eh?)
(for eng. speakers. Bober translates from Polish as Beaver. This last name has no literal translate but I would translate it as “Beaver son”)
π} Height: 186 cm. Weight? He's not fat, not skinny, dunno.
π} He's bisexual. Won't admit it out loud around the bros, but told MC about it to win his trust (didn’t work tho). Laptop's got folders with regular porn and gay shit. Considering how he's constantly horny, it's explainable af.
π} In his youth, he got brutal bullying from classmates over his looks. Puberty didn't turn the frog boy into a prince; it just grew more hair on him. With that insanely overgrown monobrow (which he tried trimming) and constant teen zits (he cauterized 'em with dad's cologne), he looked, softly speaking, like sprinkled ass. And naturally hated himself. In high school, sticking with friendship to MC, he got tangled with a group of punks. Started doing all that bullshit that all “cool” dudes do: smoking behind school, pounding cheap booze, skipping class, fighting. In this group he naturally didn't stick out so much. He would stick himself into a beehive if that meant he would be accepted by someone. That's where Verik and the drug bender stories came from.
π} Probably everyone noticed this. Radek's a narcissist. Worst punishment for him is being ignored. Cruelest fate is loneliness. He manipulates on autopilot, like a klepto steals, i.e., says shit without thinking, driven by hurt feelings. It's vital for him that the people around him recognize, respect, and love him (since he knows damn well he doesn't love himself). And everything's gotta be how he wants it. So sometimes he'll kick off a scandal over some petty bullshit and make everyone around feel like crap. And nah, this doesn't mean Radek's parents were kissing his ass from dawn till dusk, but I won't speculate on that— that's psychologist territory.
π} He smells of sweat, deodorant, and cigs. (On my pervy taste— yum). Double the sweat smell, cuz...
π}… cuz he's hairy as fuck, and as we know, hair soaks up smells. Just looking at the thickness of his brows and his little beard, I can tell: arms, legs, pits, chest, everywhere— hair grows like it's enchanted. Solid happy trail from navel straight to his pubes jungle.
π} Can play guitar. Back in the day, that skill helped him snag chicks. Now that he's not 16 anymore, it's not enough.
π} Got killer hands, even if not super groomed.
π} Blasts phonk on the way to work, imagining how one day he'll start pumping iron and turn ripped like Ricardo Milos himself. Idea still in progress, at the "quit drinking" stage. Though yeah, he has occasional spurts and does a few sets of whatever. Plus physical work keeps him from totally going soft, staying somewhat strong.
π} Thinks he's a skilled macho at flirting. In reality, he's that dude who leans in to kiss from like half a meter away, eyes closed, tongue prepped for docking. Literally picture that GIF of the hamster licking its cage glass. That's him in the moment.
π} Spouts useless af facts and insults nobody asked for, and when criticized, defends with "it's a joke, you guys are so lame." If you hit him with the same tactic— he gets butthurt and can't counter. It's not just Radek; it's a classic narcissist move.
π} Has a hang-up about drinking alone and desperately denies the "alcoholic" label. Downs beer, genuinely thinking it's all good as long as he hasn't switched to vodka and moonshine.
π} After binges and serious benders, he forgets who he said what to, who he drunkenly made out with or groped. Forgets the cringey bullshit he pulled. But hurtful words or actions done to him? He NEVER forgets.
π} Never started college but far from dumb. Handles the warehouse like a pro— practically claimed it as his den. Notice how on day three he trashed the place, drunk as hell? He didn't throw himself under the bus. He just snapped. And trashed property only cuz he knows exactly who's fixing it and how. He does. He's handy as fuck, so he'll put it all back in no time. Same with his apartment. Leaky faucet? No biggie. Hang a shelf? Assemble a wardrobe? Beer in hand and it’s done. Carburetor? Radek ain’t got no car, but Radek can fix.
π} He's deadly lonely. That voice gnawing at him every damn day, that ugly mug he fights in the mirror every day— it all quiets down only temporarily under booze. He drinks to avoid facing himself. He'd sooner jump in a pit of stakes than self-reflect. He's tried offing himself three times (probably four, post-game events). Never thought to stop and consider how his words and actions land with people around him. Inside, he's still that teen throwing tantrums when parents call him out for bad behavior— only now his "parents" are any aware folks like MC.
π} His day starts at 6 AM. Wakes up hungover, feels like shit. Never oversleeps. Almost never eats breakfast. Сhugs his coffee, has a morning cig, maybe a granola bar. Then crawls outta the apartment to the warehouse, spends the day sorting goods: shelves 'em himself, loads the van himself, sometimes bitches at the driver. All himself. Sticks around the warehouse till evening sometimes, even if he finished quick. Doesn't wanna go back to the apartment. Used to being social, but school ended years ago. No college, works solo. His social self is rotting alive. And he won't even talk to himself, so evenings in the apartment: he blasts music, jerks off, floods himself with beer till it pours outta his ears, crashes out before sobering up. All to dodge self-reflection. "Therapy, huh? You could’ve just talked to me instead of some stranger." Don't make us laugh, dude. You can't even talk to yourself.
π} His apartment's always cold. Why— who knows. Radiator works fine, walls don't leak air. But the vibe's always chilly. So Radek pads around in clothes, even if his "alpha male" nature begs to air out the balls. Slippers in every room.
π} Two girls of his (outta how many?) cheated on him. One cuz she was a flighty idiot. And that was his first ever girlfriend. With his narcissistic ass, saying it hit his trust would be an understatement. It’s not even about "male ego" being bruised by cheating (like "he drove her to cuck him, what a loser"), more the pain of being worthless and unnecessary. That his partner can just slip away, leaving him alone just like that. When jealous, he tries showing his presence like: "I'm still here, your one and only. Reminder: nobody’s there for you but me. DON'T YOU DARE LOOK AT OTHERS WHILE I'M ALIVE."
π} Somewhere deep in his wardrobe there’s a leopard-print shirt. Jokes aside, it fucking suits him (Just picture him in leopard print with tons of rings, huge gothic belt, ripped jeans).
π} Got a piercing in his ear, but wears an earring super rarely. Probably hasn't found a quality one, and cheap shit makes the hole fester. Plus around bros, he's embarrassed to rock an earring. Deep down he's a total grungy alt kid and the earring's just that tiny bit of self-expression he allows himself.
NSFW UNDER LINE!!! ______________________________________________________________________________
π} He's super horny. His sexual hunger's hard to satisfy, but possible with effort. Made worse cuz nobody's lets him smash. Or rather, only those he doesn't wanna take it from. A few times he risked banging chicks whose rep precedes them (at his own peril, crossing himself beforehand cuz he heard stories from bros and knows the STD count's a guessing game). Cut off all those attempts in the end. Now he's "looking for a relationship."
π} It’s pretty average, totally normal size, about 15-16 cm, but not super thick. And crooked. Leans left, even though he's right-handed and jerks with his right hand. Don't ask how that happened. Skin's insanely thin and dark af. Uncut. Tip's purplish. Balls are smallish, scrotum skin's stretchy so they hang a bit low.
π} Cums quick, but stamina lasts at least 3 rounds. Then depends. Last round usually doesn't finish cuz he tires out physically (that's just from habits. Smoking fucks his endurance).
π} Loves tits like crazy. Hypnotized like a snake to a flute, loses his will at the sight of a chick with massive jugs. Waking up under somebody's rack— doesn't matter whose— is like Christmas morning for him. Sure, he's the type who'd pick tits AND ass over choosing one, but just an appreciator of beauty. If he digs someone without big boobs, don't worry, he'll fetishize some other body part.
π} "C'mon, I'll pull it out. Let’s go raw?" "Wtf you mean you got chlamydia?"
π} Films himself jerking. Sometimes, if he scores someone in bed, films for the archive— them too.
π} Loves light BDSM (handcuffs in his apartment say so. I guess bondaging, slight spanking and choking, that turns him on) and public teasing. Careful with him tho, or public flirting turns into a boner he would wanna use right there.
π} Despite habits isphysically strong. Can fuck standing (though he won't— hates the position), no effort to choke, gropes nice and firm with strong hands during.
π} Most cases, no aftercare. Post-finish, he rolls over, lights a cig, pretends partner's not there. Till he falls for real. Then he drains every drop first, licks his partner from head to toe after so he doesn't wake up alone without his fave. And in that case, he's like tech support operator grilling for feedback: "So, whaddya think? C'mon admit it you liked it. Def liked it judging by the noises u were making. Up for round two?"
