FrozenEcstasy

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Jackson Willis, The Terror

Location: Dock 32A
Interacting with: Lisa//Captain Kinesis and Amado - @AbandonedIntel, Nyt//Echo - @Din, Marcus//Iron Hand - @Pundii, Alexandra//Kraken - @Chickn, Light//Toon Girl - @Archmage MC, Mercury//Masquerade - @Gilgex, Vasile//Fenrir - @Dead Cruiser.

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First thing's first. When it comes to weird and painfully unusual, the falling cartoon had to take the fucking cake. What was life? What was reality? Some weird wraith like man somersaulted over him, there was a guy with a metal arm, there was... shit there was a lot. But a fucking toon? What the fucking hell? Upon noticing her up close Jackson kinda lost concentration and dropped down onto the deck with a *THUD~* and murmured something about not getting up for awhile. No seriously, Jackson wasn't getting up. He hit the deck, hurt his head, and now he was laying there on his back staring up to the sky and slowly moving his mouth, mumbling stuff incoherantly.


"I am the Terror... I am the night." he mumbled quietly to himself as he rose gently off the ground, still laying flat. He flipped rightside up and got roughly eye level with everyone else, still laying down, still mumbling. Looking away from the Cartoon to keep himself oriented in reality he finally got a chance to look at someone else and settled on the girl who had played music like a radio when he shocked her. Sound manpiulation huh? She seemed like the friendliest here at the moment, he'd have to note that in the future.

From her, Jackson's gaze went to the weird dude who had hurtled over him. Mercury, The Masquerade huh? Sorta talkative, kinda of annoying, Jackson felt like he'd avoid that guy for the moment. Then there was the guy with a metal arm, Jackson had all these cool thoughts about cyborgs and almost drifted away into the land of imagination but could not as his noce crinkled up. Jesus christ what was that smell?

The larger man and the girl that both showed up carried a weird smell on them. Jackson didn't notice it at first, but it was... unique. It smelled familiar, like a seaside bar over-run with hookers, and he kinda wanted to ask who else smelled it, but that would be extremely rude right?... That was rude right?...

No Turning Back [Sci-Fi Space RP]

I should have Gerald finished tonight and then write up a post... Hopefully

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"Sup sluts"

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Jackson Willis, The Terror
Location: Dock 32A, floating like a freak
Interacting With: Amado, Lisa, Nyt

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Jackson was silently floating over towards the docks with nonchalance, his dark clothes and the cover of night kept him virtually unseen unless light glinted off one of three chains that were hanging from his belt and shone beams down below. Being a ghost was kinda fun when you could more or less fly with enough concentration. He stayed the hell away from the road to keep people from noticing him and promptly wrecking (which has happened before), but close enough to follow the street lights to his destination. The lights were kinda pretty from the side of the road on a night this clear, he should come on floaty strolls like this more often.

Jackson was kinda getting bored with how long he was taking to get to this damned place, but he saw the small lights of the dock just a little ahead and figured it wasn't going to be boring for much longer. He silently fell from the sky when he hit the side of the docks and covered himself behind some of the storage containers spread about and slowly made his way to the pier in which he was set to meet up with people. Previous experience told him that he had to make sure it wasn't a trap. There was this one time he was taking down this big ass kingpin who was screwing over people through offering to pay for their child's medical bills, and, long story short, he almost got blown to bits in the middle of a cemetery... That was a fun day, decayed flesh everywhere, and dogs. Dogs like burying bones... Oh god that hurt his insides thinking how funny that night was.

Jackson came out on the other side of of one of the storage containers and saw the pier in which he was supposed to go. Only two people were standing there and they seemed kinda stuffy. "Ah come on, I bet they have ice cubes stuck in their asses," he told himself jokingly to try and sooth the nerves of his that were going out of control. "Butt fuck it, let's get this show on the damned road."

Without further adue, Jackson floated up into the sky once again and turned upside down so his head was facing down. He crossed his legs and acted like he was sitting down... upside down in the air. His chains kinda came lose and dangled about as he made his way over to the pier silently giggling to himself. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yo." he said from quite a far above their heads with a smile on his face. "Sup, sluts." He wore a goofy smile on his face and just kinda sorta waved. Birdseye views were fun... why didn't he float more often again?

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So yeah, anyone got an artist I can get a commission from? Gilgex tried to help but the place he gave me isn't what I'm looking for and Deviantart still scares me. lol

@Archmage MC

She's a simple toon right? With references I could draw her, but I couldn't do any better than line art and I can't scan shit xD

No Turning Back [Sci-Fi Space RP]

@XandryaThat sounds awesome, ma'am. Welcome to the Psychology Department. ;)

@CanisMajoris2

Psych department!!!!!!!!!
Psychology and Psychiatry are different disciplines!

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What in the hell did I just walk into?

@Gilgex

Your worst nightmare.

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A man looking for his dead wife ;(?

@Rainbow

Jackson is looking for his daughter. He's already consigned to the fact his wife is dead. He's going to be opposed to his romantic feelings at first with everyone he meets but he's going to stay flirty regardless. Plus, I'm thinking endgame here cause there'd be drama unfolding with him learning how to accept himse;f.

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Also Spencer is open to friendships and all that jazz to whomever. He's pretty outgoing and quite a character so I'm sure he'll get along with anyone essentially.

@Heathen

Jackson's gonna fuck him. Who wouldn't want to fuck a one man orgy?

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I get the feeling that would be a pretty bad idea. The Beast is far from something easily trifled with, and Jackson would have to confront essentially a physical manifestation of it.

@Dead Cruiser

I'm assuming this would be later down the line and something that needed to be done. Jackson can create nightmares when he nightwalks though, so he could flood the dream with things that would scare the shit out of him if he knew what to manifest in the dream. Besides, Fenrir needs a Thor.