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jesterkard · 2 months
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We are so back.
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hauntinglyghostie · 7 months
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Here's a collection of images I redrew as dbd/slashers for fun
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crow-azira · 1 month
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Cat Dwight 😺
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morbimoth · 10 months
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New player dbd experience 1
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The legion is short as shit
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xxxvoct · 19 days
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he needs to find some locker quickly
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fantasticfairfield · 7 months
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NEW DWIGHT ART
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itsxcowboyrocksteady · 2 months
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Dwight Fairfield makes me feral.
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halcyonsdream · 1 year
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A quick tidy up and mild edit to the last couple shots I did and an additional third!
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carlestin · 11 months
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dbdannoyingnancy · 8 months
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dogt3eeth · 2 years
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Two lesbians (murderous) and a bisexual man (pathetic) walk into a bar. What happens next may surprise you
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jesterkard · 17 days
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Loading into a trial with my brightest outfit. (Everyone hates it)
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survivor version
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proving-thyself · 1 year
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Hey, my name is Dwight, but I guess you can call me Lucky… the others like to say I'm cursed, but if that doesn't bother you then maybe we could get to know each other?
Hi there, this is an RP/Ask Blog for my own version of Dwight Fairfield! Lucky, the Unluckiest Survivor. Check my about for more information and maybe send me an ask if you want.
Art is mine!
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justheretop0st · 1 year
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Not Needed
More and more came. It was a disheartening fact, but there was nothing more he could do. He was usually there in trial whenever he’d meet the new survivor. He would help them as best he could, trying to teach them how to start a generator or keeping them from harms way. But it wasn’t possible to keep them from dying. Even if he sacrificed himself for them.
They’d always thank him for trying once they all were at the camp fire. He was always responsible for explaining the rules inside and outside trial. He was only a pizza what! manager, but he took every training seriously. He did not have enough brains to go to college after high school nor did he have money. But he was content with his life. Mostly. So he used every skill he learned and it usually helped. After all, there was little he could do for the mental aspect of this world.
Most people came into the world broken, and being in the Entities realm made it worse. But he tried his best. As did everyone else. The rules for outside of trail helped. No blaming. No anger. No retaliation for actions inside of trail. No yelling. No keeping it in.
It was a rocky start in this world, but through learned experience from work and these twister games, he was able to set these rules into place. There was some resistance on some because of the situation they found themselves in, but the others had his back. It was always a process and it always worked out in the end.
But the more people came, the more he began to notice that there were much better people suited for this leadership role. He took notice that newcomers would often look to others for confirmation. It became such a habit that the select few would come over to him and the newcomer to basically confirm the rules and reality of this realm.
It had happened before but the earlier survivors mostly took his word on it. The ones who came after Ash began this process of looking to Ash, Adam or Bill for any kind of confirmation or guidance. It was a small change but one he did notice. All those after Ash came in with different life experiences, all of which were more qualified to lead.
Yui ran a gang. Albeit a motorcycle gang, but she had leadership that symbolized something important. Jane was a host who influenced so many peoples lives. Zarina was able to inform and capture the attention of people; she failed before but as is said- you learn from failure.
He thought so hard about stepping down so others may take up the torch and have someone to inspire hope. There was just one problem: how would he ask? He was so lost in his mind that he became withdrawn.
How could he pick someone? Would he pick someone? Wouldn’t it be better to have a group of leaders? How would he ask? It wasn’t as simple as being outright, surely.
Over time he had come to decide to simply ask someone else to handle difficult situations. They would help out if they needed. But he would use the guise that he was injured or tired. Perhaps by this, they would automatically take up the torch when the time came.
It was problematic, he was setting himself up to be looked at as a leader who turn his back on his group. But that’s the thing wasn’t it? They weren’t his group. They were simple a group of people in a horrible situation. Perhaps with better equipped people, they’d be more successful.
He was ok with disappearing into nothing. As long as they all had the help and support they needed. He could trust his friends, they’d take care of the rest. There was nothing to worry about now. They didn’t need him anymore, and that was ok. All he could hope is that all their needs would be met with their new leaders.
He was fine with not being needed.
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crow-azira · 10 months
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I'm so sorry Dredge
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