So, I won't be able to post for a while the WiFi where i am now is only basic (Facebook,YouTube only) so I won't be able to post very often so, I'm gonna have to make my character take a hiatus that I can't right now. So I will hopefully be back soon. Sorry for the trouble.
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Hey guys i won't be able to post for most of the day i'll post around 5 6 pm Canadian
Sorry if my posts seem kind of Lacking, I've been up for at least twenty hours now.
It happened all so fast, a man got out of the car and was talking about healing and then another man came out after and said that they could lose her and after about a five second delay and a fist to car slam she said okay. Worried what she might do next. He was scared at first but she seemed like the one who was scared, and apparently she should have been because after she was finished she slumped onto the ground, all of Jack's pain was gone like he had never been in an accident. While he wanted to jump up and down with an emotion that felt like fear,joy and amazement he just couldn't help but wonder.
"Just who exactly are you people?" Jack asked, looking at all three of them, the one still in the car seemed to be watching the scene with close detail, the man who was driving seemed to bring up the healing ability so causally it was like talking about taking a pill for a headache. "Do all of you have abilities? Are you X-Men?" He wondered, checking to see if the lady Jesus was okay "Hey, are you gonna be okay? does she need a doctor now? how does this thing work?" All these questions hit him with a ton of bricks, I guess the alcohol block on the memories from last night seemed to shove himself back into his mind, almost like he was watching a movie in fast forward.
-----Last night----
"Aren't you going kind of fast?" the college student asked, holding onto her belt buckle nervously "were fine, I know these streets like the back of my hand" Jack said as he turned and narrowly missed a turn, he turned to her and smiled, looking like he meant to do that, she didn't seem reassured at all, as he was looking at her she shouted and pointed at the road, apparently the highway split in the middle and he hit the concrete barrier full on, like an idiot he wasn't wearing a seat belt and was thrown from the car, and as he was flying through the air something seemed to open, like a hole, and as soon as he would have expected to hit the ground there was this floating feeling which lasted a good minute until he felt the ground come up to meet him.
----Now---
He started to panic, looking in all directions he couldn't go back they would know he was Driving Drunk, but he had to know if the poor girl was okay, he paced around, running his hand through his hair as he felt the white hot feeling of anxiety and fear course through him sending his body into an adrenaline fueled state he began stammering, he felt whatever he had left in his stomach come up as he vomited into the road facing away from the group. After he was finished he turned over, wiping anything left from his mouth "I-i think I killed someone last night".
@Xandrya@Subject Zero@Rawk
"Just who exactly are you people?" Jack asked, looking at all three of them, the one still in the car seemed to be watching the scene with close detail, the man who was driving seemed to bring up the healing ability so causally it was like talking about taking a pill for a headache. "Do all of you have abilities? Are you X-Men?" He wondered, checking to see if the lady Jesus was okay "Hey, are you gonna be okay? does she need a doctor now? how does this thing work?" All these questions hit him with a ton of bricks, I guess the alcohol block on the memories from last night seemed to shove himself back into his mind, almost like he was watching a movie in fast forward.
-----Last night----
"Aren't you going kind of fast?" the college student asked, holding onto her belt buckle nervously "were fine, I know these streets like the back of my hand" Jack said as he turned and narrowly missed a turn, he turned to her and smiled, looking like he meant to do that, she didn't seem reassured at all, as he was looking at her she shouted and pointed at the road, apparently the highway split in the middle and he hit the concrete barrier full on, like an idiot he wasn't wearing a seat belt and was thrown from the car, and as he was flying through the air something seemed to open, like a hole, and as soon as he would have expected to hit the ground there was this floating feeling which lasted a good minute until he felt the ground come up to meet him.
----Now---
He started to panic, looking in all directions he couldn't go back they would know he was Driving Drunk, but he had to know if the poor girl was okay, he paced around, running his hand through his hair as he felt the white hot feeling of anxiety and fear course through him sending his body into an adrenaline fueled state he began stammering, he felt whatever he had left in his stomach come up as he vomited into the road facing away from the group. After he was finished he turned over, wiping anything left from his mouth "I-i think I killed someone last night".
@Xandrya@Subject Zero@Rawk
@Rawk
Oh trust me, i've got some plans for you, young humanoid... Oh the plans I have
*evil laughter - ends with a hacking cough*
Oh trust me, i've got some plans for you, young humanoid... Oh the plans I have
*evil laughter - ends with a hacking cough*
The bruises were worse than the headache, he thought he might have woken up from a dream as soon as he saw those headlights, but nope. Here he is laying on the ground, he felt someone check his pulse this caused him to realize he was alive, he opened his eyes slowly,trying to sit up, seeing the young woman by the trunk.
"Do I get a picture of my reaction after that ride?" He said weakly, using the car to try and stand up, the pain on his body being allot worse than before, his arms were now covered in small and large scrapes, he was sure something was broken, maybe a cracked rib
"I don't think you could drive me to a hospital?" he struggled to say as thoughts of Internal Bleeding and hemorrhaging flooded his mind. Trying to shake those thoughts off he began to check his body for any bones poking out of his skin or maybe some head bleeding, luckily his arms took the brunt of the fall, Jack didn't think that he would have made a second car Crash to the head.
He cocked his body to the side to spot two other people in the car, he waved slowly trying his best not to freak out about the day he ahd been having.
"No one has to know about the car crash or anything, I can just say that I fell, repeatedly" he said again, hoping these weren't some murderers heading back to there farm house slash Death Chamber with another kill.
@Xandrya
@Rawk
@Subject Zero
"Do I get a picture of my reaction after that ride?" He said weakly, using the car to try and stand up, the pain on his body being allot worse than before, his arms were now covered in small and large scrapes, he was sure something was broken, maybe a cracked rib
"I don't think you could drive me to a hospital?" he struggled to say as thoughts of Internal Bleeding and hemorrhaging flooded his mind. Trying to shake those thoughts off he began to check his body for any bones poking out of his skin or maybe some head bleeding, luckily his arms took the brunt of the fall, Jack didn't think that he would have made a second car Crash to the head.
He cocked his body to the side to spot two other people in the car, he waved slowly trying his best not to freak out about the day he ahd been having.
"No one has to know about the car crash or anything, I can just say that I fell, repeatedly" he said again, hoping these weren't some murderers heading back to there farm house slash Death Chamber with another kill.
@Xandrya
@Rawk
@Subject Zero
@Subject Zero
Oh yes, a pretty Choice cast of people to get hit by, at least a serial killer would at least ACT like he wanted to get me to a safe place.
xD
But seriously though this whole thing resides on whether or not JJ let's me in, seriously if she says no he'll be left for dead and well... That means he'll be picked up by the men chasing the three or captured by hicks and put into a weird sex dungeon or something, you know what i'm talking about, Buffalo Bill style, the whole nine yards.
Oh yes, a pretty Choice cast of people to get hit by, at least a serial killer would at least ACT like he wanted to get me to a safe place.
xD
But seriously though this whole thing resides on whether or not JJ let's me in, seriously if she says no he'll be left for dead and well... That means he'll be picked up by the men chasing the three or captured by hicks and put into a weird sex dungeon or something, you know what i'm talking about, Buffalo Bill style, the whole nine yards.
@Subject Zero
Oh ya, defiantly but Jackson has money, resources, maybe get this whole thing wiped off the radar, you know?
Or maybe he can't and he will bluff, who really knows for sure?
Oh ya, defiantly but Jackson has money, resources, maybe get this whole thing wiped off the radar, you know?
Or maybe he can't and he will bluff, who really knows for sure?
@Rawk
He wouldn't do that, it's completely out of character, if this were an RPG his strongest stat would be his charisma. He's more likely to convince her to do it.
He wouldn't do that, it's completely out of character, if this were an RPG his strongest stat would be his charisma. He's more likely to convince her to do it.
The headache was worse than the bruises. his head just pounded with what seemed like the force of more than a few solid battering rams., the bruising on his neck, shoulder and forearms were pretty bad though, the purple-ish red marks seemed to darken at the center. Nothing was broken thank god but it sure felt like it.
Jackson was wearing a new but now ripped Black and red plaid shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, his Balmain faded blue biker jeans were now ripped and fun of stains of all colors, some of which he was sure smelled like vomit but Jack didn't want to check. He walked forward until he rested his body weight on a tree, the damp bark feeling nice on his head. When it puzzled him, how on earth did he get all the way out here? Last he could remember was that he was driving down an empty street back home. And even more puzzling than that, where was his car? He looked around in all directions, the small clearing had no road around and defiantly no buildings, come to think of it he couldn't smell the sweet scent of smog in the air, just some strange manure smell that he hoped wan't coming from him.
He walked slowly, having to stop every once and a while to either think or Vomit. By the time he reached a paved road he pieced together what happened Prior to the accident.
-----Last Night-----
The bar waitress eyed him with a certain kind of hunger as she brought a group of Bro's their 'bruskies', she was cute but not his type. He scoped out the establishment for someone a little more his style. The place was small, not the kind of bar you would see further into town, a few neon signs hung from the ceiling and over the bar with different types of drinks. He Ordered his taste and sat back down, still scoping out the people. Eventually he settled for a nice Blonde woman, she wasn't too interesting. The usual College kid trying to make it through these 'hard times'. She wasn't too hard to get out of the bar, a few sweet nothings and the promise of more expensive drinks later on into the night he drove her towards his place, Jack must have misjudged how much he had been drinking because somehow they crashed into a street light, and that's where it goes blank.
-----Now----
He walked along the paved road, trying to think of how he got this far into the sticks, maybe he just straight up ran after the accident. He hoped the girl was okay, but right now he had to worry about bigger issues, he stopped once again to focus from the headache. He felt like he was alone in the world, it was mostly silent, the only noise was from the tree's rustling from the wind.
"Hello!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, hearing his voice slightly echo in the distance, "no ones gonna hear me" he sighed as he walked, he hadn't realized until now but he was missing his right shoe.
He felt like he had been walking forever, though his watch which now only showed part of the screen said that it was only about 45 minutes, though out of the soothing sounds of wind the sound of a car behind him, he stopped walking and turned to face it, hoping they would stop and let him in.
They didn't stop.
@Xandrya@Subject Zero
Jackson was wearing a new but now ripped Black and red plaid shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, his Balmain faded blue biker jeans were now ripped and fun of stains of all colors, some of which he was sure smelled like vomit but Jack didn't want to check. He walked forward until he rested his body weight on a tree, the damp bark feeling nice on his head. When it puzzled him, how on earth did he get all the way out here? Last he could remember was that he was driving down an empty street back home. And even more puzzling than that, where was his car? He looked around in all directions, the small clearing had no road around and defiantly no buildings, come to think of it he couldn't smell the sweet scent of smog in the air, just some strange manure smell that he hoped wan't coming from him.
He walked slowly, having to stop every once and a while to either think or Vomit. By the time he reached a paved road he pieced together what happened Prior to the accident.
-----Last Night-----
The bar waitress eyed him with a certain kind of hunger as she brought a group of Bro's their 'bruskies', she was cute but not his type. He scoped out the establishment for someone a little more his style. The place was small, not the kind of bar you would see further into town, a few neon signs hung from the ceiling and over the bar with different types of drinks. He Ordered his taste and sat back down, still scoping out the people. Eventually he settled for a nice Blonde woman, she wasn't too interesting. The usual College kid trying to make it through these 'hard times'. She wasn't too hard to get out of the bar, a few sweet nothings and the promise of more expensive drinks later on into the night he drove her towards his place, Jack must have misjudged how much he had been drinking because somehow they crashed into a street light, and that's where it goes blank.
-----Now----
He walked along the paved road, trying to think of how he got this far into the sticks, maybe he just straight up ran after the accident. He hoped the girl was okay, but right now he had to worry about bigger issues, he stopped once again to focus from the headache. He felt like he was alone in the world, it was mostly silent, the only noise was from the tree's rustling from the wind.
"Hello!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, hearing his voice slightly echo in the distance, "no ones gonna hear me" he sighed as he walked, he hadn't realized until now but he was missing his right shoe.
He felt like he had been walking forever, though his watch which now only showed part of the screen said that it was only about 45 minutes, though out of the soothing sounds of wind the sound of a car behind him, he stopped walking and turned to face it, hoping they would stop and let him in.
They didn't stop.
@Xandrya@Subject Zero
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