Man in the Crimson Mask

Pay no attention to this. Just your usual terrorist, following a wonderful extraction entity, and possibly occult leader, existing on the chiral network. It's going to be fun saying to hello, to all of you.

[themanintheredmask]

out of chracter // small intro

strawpage <- read this to know whos the admin Admin has mental health issues which may make them post frequently or post rarely. Also, I have no idea on how to run a rp blog so this is a first. And I have shit grammar and have to rely on Grammarly half the time.

HASHTAGS in character = #-- ic out of character = #-- ooc in-universe = -- iu out of universe = -- ou plot 1 (a lot of headcanons) = #-- the eye of amelie

OTHER DEATH STRANDING BLOGS ARE @presidentofbridges - Die-Hardman but President version @headofdistribution - Thomas Southerland. Head of Distrubition Center of Lake Knot City @weatherstonethemedic - Alex Weatherstone, Weather Stone @lakeknotcity - William Lake, Head of District of Lake Knot City @thebtscientist - Heartman, but is originally meant for a plot. Feel free to interact

CHARACTER RULES: 1. Do not speak too Higgs with the intent of it being sexual. Small flirts and tension is fine IF you are an ADULT. I will not be doing this with minors as I am 19. 2. Know that I am in character. Higgs says something that you take offense to, but it would be accurate if it happened in the game, then it's not me. It's just the character. 3. OCs, crossovers, or anything of the sort is encouraged. Asks are opened too. CHARACTER BOUNDARIES: I haven't gotten that far to see if Higgs would have specific boundaries.

ADMIN RULES: 1. I will never act out of character unless its a ooc question, announcement, or to clarify something. 2. I sometimes get too literal and serious roleplaying as Higgs. My bad if I get too far! 3. This is not a literature rp blog. It's a blog to treat as if you're talking too someone else. ADMIN BOUNDARIES: I don't think I'll have to add any because I doubt anything wild would happen. If something does pop up, then I'll add onto this.

OTHER: I am new too roleplaying as him, so bare with me for a bit.

[themanintheredmask]

Can you still consume and enjoy pizza?

Unfortunately, I can't consume pizza anymore. I can taste things. But I can't consume.

[themanintheredmask]

I am bored. I am officially bored.

[chiraliumdelirium]

“ Don't blame you, mate. We are on the same ride”

[themanintheredmask]

Now, I don't mean to make our whole introduction awkward. But you awfully look like someone that I know. In fact, the resemblance, it's oddly enough terrifying and intriguing. Do you know someone that goes by the name "Sam Porter Bridges"? Or his other names include as Sam Strand, Sam Unger-- if you ever heard the whole "familial" name.

[chiraliumdelirium]

A resemblance of who? Who's the man with the name of Sam Porter? A lot of questions spining like a enormous web, he is the spider catching dreams by his own mind.

“There's nobody like me” he claims. “Repo men we shouldn't have someone equal, that's a rule”

At times, Deláro may sounds paranoid, confused. Can it be true? Dopplegängers walking among us, with different names, different skin and their own personality. The replica's skin is tanned, almost hazelnut and covered with old scars, some of which ones are drawn on his youthful face, on his 40's.

Facial hair was barely visible on him and the curly black-haired fallen on his shoulders.

[themanintheredmask]

My gosh, he looked so.. familiar. The man’s fingers began to fidget on one another. He tilted his head, before lifting his eyebrows in pure curiosity. He never had met someone who was like this man. They looked so familiar. But with different facial features and a different.. look in the eye.

“A repo man?” He asked with curiosity. Higgs tilted his head, eyes never leaving the man. What had happened over the eleven months since Higgs was having his whole restoration? "What is that, some.. Bridges rank?"

[chiraliumdelirium]

“Bridges? No, gringo. Those punks invaded the border into México without permission ” he said. Of course he was upset about it! Who do those bastards think they are?

“ We call ourselves 'Repo men', an alias by 'replicas' ” he respond “ The Beach create us... A simple and foolish vagary. If you wanna see it on that way ” His oddish curiosity increased as he spoke. Who would have imagined such a thing? The chilean would be amazed by the uncanny cyborg man and would be made to reflect on his own existence.

What a day, huh?

“ The name is Samael D. Deláro ” he expose his identity “ May I asked who are you? Mr...”

[themanintheredmask]

Higgs was a bit shocked. The thought of the UCA invading into Mexico territory was a bit remarkable. Impressive, he didn't know Die-hardman was that crazy to do that. But then again, that man wouldn't dare to invade into another nation's territory. It just.. was him. Higgs assumed that there was a new man in office that was doing this corrupted work. He bit down his octopus tongue, trying not too say something snarky at the word 'gringo'.

As he listened the other, he began too slowly walked up too him then circle around him. "Someone from the beach..?" Higgs hummed out. His eyes scanned him, his fingers still playing around with each other. "Repo man." He slightly mumbled, looking at his fingers. Things has happened since Higgs has had his whole 'restoration'. His walking stopped to give the other his full attention.

The masked face lifted too look at the chilean man. "So you are a replica, of Sam Porter Bridges? But with a.." He circled his finger that slightly pointed at Samael's face. "Different.. ethnicity.. surname.. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt that you are not him." Higgs humored the other. He took this information as a grain of salt. His curiosity was crawling all around him. He wanted to know everything about Samael. Who he is, who he works for, who is a repo man- other than someone that just in the beach.

Now, the problem was him addressing on who Higgs.

"Call me the man in the red mask, Samael D. Deláro." Higgs said softly.

[themanintheredmask]

I miss the taste of pizza. The sound of it sounds so.. soo.. nice.. Holy moly, I am pizza starved. Dear porter! Oh Sammy! I need a fresh pipping hot pizza! Please! I'll even consider leaving you alone for a bit.

[themanintheredmask]

I am bored. I am officially bored.

[chiraliumdelirium]

“ Don't blame you, mate. We are on the same ride”

[themanintheredmask]

Now, I don't mean to make our whole introduction awkward. But you awfully look like someone that I know. In fact, the resemblance, it's oddly enough terrifying and intriguing. Do you know someone that goes by the name "Sam Porter Bridges"? Or his other names include as Sam Strand, Sam Unger-- if you ever heard the whole "familial" name.

[chiraliumdelirium]

A resemblance of who? Who's the man with the name of Sam Porter? A lot of questions spining like a enormous web, he is the spider catching dreams by his own mind.

“There's nobody like me” he claims. “Repo men we shouldn't have someone equal, that's a rule”

At times, Deláro may sounds paranoid, confused. Can it be true? Dopplegängers walking among us, with different names, different skin and their own personality. The replica's skin is tanned, almost hazelnut and covered with old scars, some of which ones are drawn on his youthful face, on his 40's.

Facial hair was barely visible on him and the curly black-haired fallen on his shoulders.

[themanintheredmask]

My gosh, he looked so.. familiar. The man’s fingers began to fidget on one another. He tilted his head, before lifting his eyebrows in pure curiosity. He never had met someone who was like this man. They looked so familiar. But with different facial features and a different.. look in the eye.

“A repo man?” He asked with curiosity. Higgs tilted his head, eyes never leaving the man. What had happened over the eleven months since Higgs was having his whole restoration? "What is that, some.. Bridges rank?"

[themanintheredmask]

People assume that I want to hurt Lou. I don't want to hurt her. She is just a child. She doesn't know better but to grow like an actual one. She's a BB, no? Wasn't she supposed to act like a BB or no? I don't understand the whole "i'm going to treat my piece of equipment with love and care". Ps: I don't mean this with malice. I just hope Sammy sees this and gets livid at me. It's funny.

[themanintheredmask]

I am bored. I am officially bored.

[chiraliumdelirium]

“ Don't blame you, mate. We are on the same ride”

[themanintheredmask]

Now, I don't mean to make our whole introduction awkward. But you awfully look like someone that I know. In fact, the resemblance, it's oddly enough terrifying and intriguing. Do you know someone that goes by the name "Sam Porter Bridges"? Or his other names include as Sam Strand, Sam Unger-- if you ever heard the whole "familial" name.

[themanintheredmask]

I am bored. I am officially bored.

[themanintheredmask]

I don't think you understand when I tell you this. Playing guitar, this guitar, is difficult to play. But oh, it is so worth it. Drumming it's string, seeing that lightning sparkle and crack from the tip of my fingers. I like the sudden tingle, if I had a human body it'd give me goosebumps all over. But it only hits around the sides of my neck. I'm practicing every single day on how to get better with this beautiful thing. I just need to treat it with care. And this is the only thing that will also be cared for.

[themanintheredmask]

I still watch Sammy at a far. It's just different now. Because of my heels. I can't walk on mountains and harsher terrain that Sammy goes through.

[themanintheredmask]

Nothing like waking up on a rainy day. On fucking sand. I woke up. From my casket. And it is raining. I am in a fucking desert. How is it raining.