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Bluestem Prairie / LIKE REAL PEOPLE DO ― horse riding, open
« on: February 10, 2021, 07:33:00 PM »
it is empty achilles, so end it all now
it's a pointless resistance for you

David was often afraid of riding horses―the feeling of being up so high made him queasy, but he found that with Oasis, he could be calm. He gently pat her neck as he had said draft horse trot along a trail, her tail swishing as she kept up a nice, even pace. The sun had just started to rise, leaving a peaceful lighting across the plains. He enjoyed this. It was quiet. No one was awake just yet, so it felt like he had the whole world to himself. David leaned back in the saddle a little, letting out a soft sigh of relief.

It was all so much, all so soon. his daughter's return, becoming council―it was almost too much on the man. Though, he handled it well. He knew that he'd be used to it eventually. He felt pride swell in his massive chest as he thought about it a bit longer; he would be able to handle this. He has his daughter, and he's seen in Brock's good books. He was safe, and his bad luck was over. For now. It sat away from him, festering in its corner, waiting for a time to strike again. This time, though, David had his walls built up pretty high and pretty strong from the frothing creature. Bad luck would not strike him again any time soon.

Especially not with his baby and Brock on his side.

David shielded his eyes with his hand as the trail turned him towards the sun, the yellow beams making him squint and turn his head. He decided to turn Oasis around to head towards the town to see if anyone had woken up yet, and to see if anyone would be awake to join him.

achilles, achilles, just put down the bottle
don't listen to what you've consumed

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 08/01/21 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 85%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it ; has burn scars on his arms

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: fast and slow — meeting [01/23] .
« on: January 27, 2021, 09:20:26 AM »
it is empty achilles, so end it all now
it's a pointless resistance for you

David was not one of the first to show up, rather stumbling in, looking tired. His hair was more messy than usual and dark circles lined his eyes. He had slept in, seeming much more foggy than usual. The only normal thing about him was that Roxanne was at his side, sticking very close to his arm and holding hers around his forearm. It seemed less of her following him, and more of her leading him, as his feet dragged on the ground and he could hardly keep his rather massive head up. She lead him to a different seating area, as their usual spot was taken, and set David down slowly in a chair. She sat down in her own and crossed her arms.

David lifted his head when his forehead touched the table, swinging back and barely keeping his head up. He reached a hand up and rubbed at his eyes, struggling to remain conscious. Normally his confusional arousal wouldn't be as noticeable, but today of all days seemed to be the worst. He was exhausted.

achilles, achilles, just put down the bottle
don't listen to what you've consumed

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 08/01/21 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 85%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it ; has burn scars on his arms

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: remember the taker — open.
« on: December 30, 2020, 10:23:03 AM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

David wasn't one for war either; he very much appreciated being able to sit on the side and do his own thing. Though, seeing Cass sitting by the general store and casually strumming his guitar, he couldn't help but hum to the few notes played. He headed over to Cassidy and stood by him, drumming his fingers on his arm casually, slowly inching closer to the younger man. By the time his inching had stopped, he was standing practically right beside the kid. The guitar was a nice instrument, David had always appreciated the gentle strums of a classic guitar.

"You're good," David hummed, slowly sitting himself down on the ground beside the Van de Berg. One thing David was grateful for- Cassidy was not his father.

// ga h sorry this is so bad

you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your talent on an audience that sees a freak

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS // OPEN
« on: December 28, 2020, 11:09:42 AM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

// slight tw for mentions of abduction

David himself wasn't one for Christmas, either. For his childhood, it was mostly fog. He could not remember anything about what his childhood Christmas was like, and when he was a teenager, most of his days were spent in the dark. Quite literally. He hated thinking about it, it brought him so much pain to think about. He refused to think about how Roxanne was taken- about what she had to endure. He knew his own time was hard enough, he refused to think about his daughter going through the same. After she was declared missing, Christmas grew harder for David. Her birthday, Christmas, Halloween. All of it. And with the blackout on top, it just wasn't the same anymore, and he just lost interest in all of it. He'd cry and beg for her to return, but only to be replied with nothing.

But joining Bluestem seemed to be an honest miracle, with Roxanne stumbling across the group, and him finding her. They were safe together, at last, and that's all David ever wanted. This would be her first Christmas back with him, and while he had blocked the joy out, it would be emotional for him. For her. David wanted to make it special for her this year. Extra special. He could hear hammering and, covering his ears, the large man went to investigate. Was Brock putting up more chores?

Upon stumbling across Roman hammering up a wreath and Toni offering to help, David felt obliged. "I can help. I can put things up in high places." He offered, taking his hands off his ears.

you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your talent on an audience that sees a freak

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: Skull and bones//open, joining
« on: December 28, 2020, 11:00:54 AM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

David had been shopping for Roxanne; her shirt, though his, was holey and falling apart. He had a shirt currently wrapped over his arm, heading down the street when he noticed a newcomer. He smiled to her and waved, then looked to Brock with a sort of unease. The man still scared David. He stayed a bit out of their way, but close enough to be involved, far enough to not be if they didn't want him to be. There was always something about Brock that, no matter what he did, there was always some thought contradicting what he was thinking. There was always something there. Always. Vicious or not, the thought never paired the smile - and if it did, David felt truly afraid. He rubbed a bicep and adjusted the shirt across his giant forearm, using his free hand to brush hair out of his face.

"My name's David," he greeted her. "I live just down the road. Me and my daughter, Roxanne."

// i'm so sorry this is so bad-

you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your talent on an audience that sees a freak

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: PAPAOUTAI - open, chores!
« on: December 12, 2020, 01:49:16 PM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

Hearing Jamie's voice, David's head shot up to study the Van de Bergh, and the smiled wide upon seeing him. He stood up and dusted off his pants and put his hand on Oasis' nose and she snorted at the contact, focusing on Jamie with her eagle-like eyes. "Was goin' to go decorate some scarecrow, did you want to come?" He asked, picking up Oasis' brush and gently combing her neck of dirt.

Oasis had a habit of rolling on the ground, and at least she had stopped doing so in her stall. He had to constantly clean her every time he wanted to take her out for a ride or into the pasture. She used to always stink, but now she smells so much better. Especially since he had just washed her yesterday. David hummed to himself as he brushed her down, her grey fur looking less brown and more of the deep blue-grey of her coat. He smiled and gently rubbed her nose before handing her a treat in the pocket of her saddle.

It was true that she looked much better, her mane was brushed, detangled, and cut- though uneven; just like David, Oasis hated it getting cut. Her tail was done up in a bun with a pink ribbon to inform everyone not to pass behind her. Her fetlocks were no longer matted and were now soft and her hind hooves' fetlocks showed their blue-white colour. She looked like a whole new horse, and David couldn't stop the pride that swelled in his chest upon hearing someone else telling him this. He smiled really wide, sheepishly thanking Jamie as he played with the mare's brush.

"I was going to ride into town to pick up some items and head to the 'crows, if you wish to join. I can meet you at the scarecrows if you don't want to come to town." David offered.

you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your talent on an audience that sees a freak

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: ruler of everything — meeting [12/06] .
« on: December 06, 2020, 12:49:36 PM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

David was sitting at one of the tables with Roxanne, chatting to her about Oasis' progress when Brock strolled in. He covered his ears when the uproar began, and Roxanne gently leaned into his side to let him know she was there. He looked up at her, pale brown eyes wide. She smiled at him and he turned his attention away from her once he felt secure. He slowly pulled his hands away from his head and back onto the table as the loud cheering fell rather quiet.

He had heard about Jessie's kidnapping, but he was not involved in the whole gig, hiding in his house while the problems rose. He didn't like having to be aggressive, it reminded him too much of-

He shook his head, long brown hair falling into his face as he cleared his thoughts. David shakily pulled a few strands behind one of his ears; yet another thing Roxanne had picked up on. The large man finally turned his full attention on Brock, leaning back in his chair and studying the man. Since had joined, David was unsure what to make of him. But he was their leader, and David could not do a thing about it.

i need you to run to me
run to me, lover

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

8
Bluestem Prairie / PAPAOUTAI - open, chores!
« on: December 04, 2020, 11:23:51 PM »
you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your time finding a cure when there's no disease

David had watched with tired eyes as Brock had pinned a piece of paper to a wooden column. He slowly rose to his feet to check it out, curious as to what was going on now. He noticed Flintlock on the first thing, and squinted. Undercover. If there was anything the large man could go off of, especially any time he had attempted to sneak about undetected, was that he stuck out like a sore thumb. Internally scratching that off the list of things he shouldn't do, he found himself drawn to the decoration of the scarecrows. If he dragged Roxanne along, they could both talk while decorating. Maybe he could bring Oasis with him.

He turned on his heel and marched for his house, sticking his head into the door and calling for Roxanne to let her know where he was going, then he headed out. The large man put his hands in his pockets and whistled as he walked, nodding to the folk he passed by as he headed for the barn. Oasis whinnied when she noticed the large man come over, and she stomped one of her massive hooves on the barn floor. David greeted her with a smile and a soft "hey girl," rubbing her neck and nose. She nipped at his hair and he laughed, a booming noise that rumbled deep in his chest. He went to the tacking room and grabbed her reins.

David lifted the bit into her mouth and tightened the rest as according and lead her out of the stall so he could saddle up. He brushed her quickly, then pet her back as he left to grab her blanket. She had been doing much better, no longer looking like a wild horse now that the large man had been taking care of her. David threw her blanket over her back and settled the saddle down, doing the strap up. She snorted and bit at his hair again, and he laughed and pat her nose.

"I know, I know. You don't like the saddle. Can't ride you without it, though, can I?" He asked her quietly, and she let go.

He chuckled and lead her out of the barn.

you're wasting, you're wasting all
of your talent on an audience that sees a freak

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

9
OOC Discussion / Re: look at you, weird ass looking creature - david,
« on: October 15, 2020, 11:53:47 AM »
SUBJECT SUBMIT TO THE CLICK CLICK OF MY TONGUE
YOUR TEETH ARE AS SHARP AS THE MOUTH OF A GUN!
SURRENDER YOUR NUMBERS AND COUNT BACK TO ONE
HOW CLOSE?
A LITTLE MORE
david benson

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Bluestem Prairie / Re: [ it might be your last / o, joining ]
« on: September 28, 2020, 02:48:31 PM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

David had been taking a stroll along the border, saddle training Oasis. He wasn't riding her now, holding onto her reins and just walking with her. Her head reared back suddenly, making the man gasp and hold onto her reins tighter. She exhaled sharply through her nose, turning her attention to the big man. He hesitated his grip on her reins, but she relaxed and snorted.

"Right..." He spoke softly.

Oasis resumed walking with him, her giant hooves leaving dust clouds with every step. She wasn't used to wearing a saddle or having reins on, or even the bit in her mouth. She turned her head and whinnied when she sensed a stranger near by, and turned sharply, causing David to stumble with the sudden turn and he lost grip of the rein, trying to catch himself before he fell over. She was quite strong, even for him.

Oasis' whinnies turned alarmed, head raising and her lip lifting as she stomped her hooves. David dusted himself off and grabbed her reins, reaching up to brush his hand on her nose to relax her. The draftie looked down at him and bucked her head, avoiding the man. It was then David saw why she got defensive. A stranger--a kid, more likely, just older than his own daughter--was arriving just on the horizon.

"Hello there," David greeted, his voice loud enough to be heard, instead of him having to yell. "What are you doing out here?" He asked as he neared the kid despite the horse's nips of protest on his shirt.

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

11
Bluestem Prairie / Re: heartaches by the number - o,
« on: August 27, 2020, 02:28:24 PM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

The silence that ensued was making David's nerves flame, he stared hard at the ground, unable to move even as a tear rolled down his cheek, across his lips, and off his chin to his hand on his knee. He wanted to be alone, he knew he shouldn't have come here, this was a bad idea. The world began to spin and he wanted to put his hands over his ears to block out -- what? The quiet? It would still be too quiet if he covered his ears, wouldn't it?

Yet, when Roman spoke, it felt like the silence, which was becoming all too much, still remained. Buzzing. Heavy. David's chest rose and fell, a loud exhale leaving his nose. He twisted his hand in his pant leg and glanced up at the blond. He didn't know of Roman's near-execution, and thought that Roman wouldn't know what it was like. A selfish thought, yes. David hated thinking. He wanted to scrape his memories clean and start all over. He didn't want to be here. He heaved a sigh and looked back down at his hands.

"What was she like?" Where would he start? She was his world. He ran his hands down his legs and breathed through parted lips. "She, uh. She was like the sun. Her smile would brighten up a whole room alone. Her eyes were like the ocean, such a beautiful blue. She...there's a lot of her in Roxanne, y'know? She was stubborn but she cared so deeply. For me, for our baby.She-," he hesitated.

Did they really want to know this? Did either of them know what it was like? Walking back into their bedroom after checking on their crying baby to find the love of their life gone? To feel her still-warm hand growing cold while the world rushed to their head when they hit the floor? To feel their world crumble around them as their baby begins to cry again.

David looked at his hands again.

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

12
Bluestem Prairie / Re: heartaches by the number - o,
« on: August 13, 2020, 10:01:21 PM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

David sat with his hands on his thighs, head tilted down, motionless for a while. His hands were trembling in his lap, coming together to wring his fingers. He felt awful, worse than he had since he lost his daughter. His fingers pulled a strand of hair from his face, pulling it behind his ear. He didn't even notice he was being followed, so hearing Brock's voice made the man whirl around, hands shooting to the ground to keep him stable as he swung his body, going from sitting on his legs to having one knee on the ground, the other raised like he was kneeling in proposal.

Except he was kneeling to run, if need be. For some reason, the man thought that this was bad, and that Brock was going to be mad -- a lot of things David found himself doing made him feel anxious about Brock's ideals. Possibly it was because the man was just so imposing. The big man's chest fell and rose rapidly, albeit subtly. His eyes studied the man for a second, hanging on to every word, before he relaxed, shoulders slumping and his other knee hitting the ground all too roughly to not have hurt. His broad shoulders shook for a moment, and his hand came up to his face to wipe across his cheek.

"It's been... twelve years," he spoke so softly, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

David turned his attention to Roman when he noticed the young man standing there, and he nodded to him as he wiped at his face with the collar of his shirt. He couldn't let these people see him cry, he couldn't let anyone see. He felt almost embarrassed to have them see him in such a state. He rubbed his legs, breathing through his mouth before a look of near-aggression crossed his face at the question. As soon as it came, it disappeared, instead being replaced by a look of longing. Of a lost wanderer, almost. He inhaled shakily.

While David thought the question was harsh, he could not put blame on Roman. David was the same sometimes, finding himself being more blunt than he meant to, and instead of being angry -- he would have been at any other person at this time, he thought, simply because of Roman's hierarchy -- he nodded to the man. He brushed his brown hair from his face with a shaking hand that, no matter how much he tried, could not be steeled.

"I had a fiance, once," he started out slow, finally looking up at Roman, "probably hard to believe, right? Well, she was... the best. She's Roxanne's mom."

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

13
Bluestem Prairie / heartaches by the number - o,
« on: August 03, 2020, 02:54:31 PM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

David didn't usually like to dwell on the past; it brought up too many upsetting memories. Losing his daughter, even if he got her back in the end, was just the cherry on top of the crumbling, barely held-together cake. He wandered a bit from the house, leaving Roxanne by herself for the time being; she was an adult, he figured, she didn't need him glued to her side. That is, of course, if she was planning to cause problems. From there, then obviously David would stay with her.

Now, he was heading somewhere hopefully discreet, a bundle of flowers in his giant hands as he walked quicker than normal. He didn't want to be spotted, though it was hard not to see the big man no matter how hard he tried to hide. He kept his head down, hair in his face, as if that would, too, hide him. He was the only mountain of a man in Bluestem, he wasn't very good at hiding. His broad shoulders and barrel chest and round stomach made it difficult to hide behind trees, and his height made him stick out like a sore thumb.

So that left him with speed walking, going at a pace that one would have if they were jogging. He was striding across the field, coming to a more quiet location he had his eye on for a while and found there to be no activity in that area. He bunched up flowers that he got himself, tied them with a nice ribbon -- admittedly his handiwork was bad, but he couldn't help that with those big fingers -- and set out.

He stood at the area, now, where a rock was set. He placed it there himself, though no name spread across the smooth surface. Not for now, anyway. He sat down on his heels and placed the bundle of flowers down, his thumb tracing across the rock. He glanced over his shoulders a few times to make sure he was truly alone before he finally, fully, focused his attention on the rock and the bundle of flowers. He traced his thumb along his bottom lip, shakily pressing a lip to the pad before he pressed said thumb against the rock. A kiss.

He was mourning. He did not need to; it had been well over ten years since the love of his life had passed, but he felt guilty enough to have to set up a small grave for her now. "I miss you, Lavinia."

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

14
Bluestem Prairie / Re: even though you have [open] good intentions
« on: July 21, 2020, 01:16:07 PM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

David ran his hand up and down her snout, softly talking to her for a moment longer until he heard Jamie. He turned his attention to him, voice going abruptly quiet. He glanced back at the massive horse, who had turned her careful attention to Jamie and, by extension, Paisley. She snorted and lowered her head to eat at the grass by David's feet. Her mane was tangled, twigs broken and stuck within the frizzy hair. The feathering at her feet shared the same fate, gone fizzy and tangled.

David nodded as he studied the mare, she was gorgeous, her front legs had dark feathering, her back with light, and her mane was a dark grey. Distantly, David wondered if her hair was a different colour like his own under dirt and whatever else might be stuck to it. She had light freckles across her flanks. She would look really pretty after a nice wash, he thought.

"I think I will keep her," he nodded as he studied the mare.

She was obviously not starving, but she was hungry, greedily picking up the grass blades and even slightly pushing David out of the way to get at the ones he was standing on. He reached up to rub the back of his neck as he looked back at Jamie and Paisley, then turned his attention to the fence with guilt on his face.

Although he did not break it, he still felt bad. "I'll fix the fence, too."

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

15
Bluestem Prairie / even though you have [open] good intentions
« on: July 13, 2020, 11:55:25 AM »
i'm first and fierce if i'm in sight of
sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

The stress of Flintlock was a lot for the large man. He often found himself busy near the barns, looking over the horses recently. He never was fond of them, but as he ended up growing to be bigger than most horses, that fear vanished. Somewhat. The void behind their eyes still left so much room for plans that David was not ready for. He pat his hand against one of the horse's necks, then left her to head into the yard. Off on the edge he spotted something that caught his eye, and instead of calling for anyone, he set off to look.

The man was fairly easy to spot, regardless of how hard he tried to hide. He was massive, a figurative mountain of a man with broad shoulders, a barrel chest, and massive arms. He was a strongman, and it showed in his round gut and massive legs, too. He was surly not someone to be messed with, but the man had a bleeding heart that wouldn't stop if he hurt someone by accident.

So the horse that had been grazing at the edge of the fence noticed the oncoming man and raised her head. Like himself, her mane was a mess -- knotted and wild. She was roan coloured, with a pale snout and dark legs. Her eyes, amber, did not hold the same hidden secrets. She studied the man like he had to be worthy to be near her. She snorted, pushing her nose into the air and stomped one of her mighty hooves.

It was then David realized that, much like their hair, she was also near damn built the same. She was stocky, with wide shoulders and a round stomach. She was not a Clydesdale, but she nearly looked like one. He wondered what she was. He held his hand out, trying to make himself seem as friendly as possible. David knew he couldn't outrun the horse if she were to turn on him, but it was worth a shot.

Especially when, after judging him for what felt like hours, she pushed her nose into his palm and exhaled.

Success.

"Hi, girl. What's your name? What, ah, what are you doin' out here? Didn't I put you all i- oh," his eyes trailed along the fence to see the damage she had caused to it to get in. "O- oh. You're wild," he breathed.

Oh, how the hell was he going to bring her up to Brock?

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes
i feel like a person for a moment of my life

Spoiler: //tags -- updated ;; 30/06/20 • show

general
> david benson ;; n/a
> male ;; he/him
> 35 years ;; ages real time ;; may 15th
> bluestem prairie

physical
> physical health ;; 80%
> minor injuries ;; a few scrapes
> major injuries ;; head injury (healing)
> important things to note ;; david has a bad skin condition that causes his body to break out into mass acne ; his face, shoulders, and back get the worst of it

appearance
> long, brown hair ; pale brown eyes ; rather large with a strongman physique ; 7'6" ; just over 400 lbs
> no body modifications
> wears anything loose ; big, white shirt that's stained with dirt and sweat ; sweatpants that are also stained with dirt
> no carried items
> important things to note ;; his wisdom teeth have all grown in in clumps ; he has no back teeth

personality
> very friendly ; hesitant around strangers ; difficult to gain his trust ; general sweetheart ; likes to compliment people ; very protective of his daughter ; very self-less and usually lets people eat before he does ; awkward with forced interactions ; prefers to be the one to start conversations ; very laid back
> anxiety ; autism ; separation anxiety
> eyebrows twitch a lot

relationships
> margaret benson x charles benson ;; parents - alive
> mary-anne (mary) benson ;; sister - alive
> lavania masters ;; girlfriend - deceased
      > passed in a house break-in
> roxanne benson ;; daugher - alive
> demisexual ; panromantic
> no crushes

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | easy physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in bold
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics

credit @ kenneth

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