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@nodogs yeah, I think with Jack's attitude and her apathy she'd probably fit in well with Ben personally. His friend group is pretty non-descript but I can see Jack and Ben "hanging out" by just quietly hanging out and not really engaging too much with anyone beyond the regular friend group banter. I envision Ben's friend group as being sort of stable for the most part so it probably wouldn't have been teen drama that drove her away from them and maybe more their status of just generic dude that did generic things and didn't stand out much? No juicy goss to overhear with them either which way besides maybe what videogames they're playing or what happened in class that day.


yeah jack would've dipped in and out when it suited her knowing that they probably weren't going anywhere.

when i'm done getting my legs walked off, i'll write a quick post for jack responding to meir and hanna so that p.j's isn't frozen in the twilight zone while waiting for more people to arrive.
@nodogs what's the nicest hotel in Delton?


there are a lot of historic mansions up along route 1 just outside the town, past the plaza, that have been turned into hampton inns, hiltons and the like. within delton, there are more bed and breakfasts (of varying price ranges). there are a few hotels deeper into town, outside the shopping streets, but they're only 3-star and usually for the average tourist. i'll leave finer details to you, if you wanna look at the hotels along the coastal route 1 that should give you an idea for price ranges. delton's a town up from portland so people often stay in the hotels nearer and drive into portland from there.

@nodogs
Wooah. Reading over that old IC, Sara was a lot angrier/bitter than I remembered lol. Anyhow, she'd have the same opinions about Jack's sexuality as the last iteration, maybe more light-hearted about it since they're more familiar here. I hope Jack likes beer cos Sara needs someone to taste all her dud batches.


jack doesn't mind beer but she's not exactly a connoisseur and definitely won't be able to tell the difference between most batches. free booze tho!
Jack @nodogs
Being frequently surrounded by snobs and gossips and clout chasers, Freya probably gravitated toward Jack (whenever she could find her around school, at least) when she needed a breather. To Freya, her indifference was like an oasis. They probably wouldn't talk about anything too deep, maybe sometimes would even just listen to music together? Whatever it is, Freya would have been relaxed around her.


yeah, jack never opposed company and would've talked about anything but dumb gossip. she would've been appreciative of the parties too. as with hanna there would be a little withheld judgement in regards to the people freya hung around with, though not to the same extent given she would probably figure out freya's sort of 'disdain' for the mean girl act.

-- lucas @Mao Mao
jack probably would've hung with lucas on his smoke breaks, but once the shit hit the fan with the rumour mill she'd stop showing up. she would maybe talk to him in the hall if it was quiet but otherwise kept her distance.

-- ben @Odin
i feel ben and jack would've crossed paths for some period of time, given that he would've been in a friend group she'd have no problem inserting herself into. the two of them were also probably at similar levels academically, jack maybe skirting the under-achiever line a little more than ben's perfect middle.

-- connor @Sweven7
jack would be amused by his antics, and then find it even funnier when they got him into shit. she probably knew of him more than he knew of her given their different worlds.
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JACK WILKERSON


act one: way down we go
delton station bistro p. johnson's
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Blue light burned into Jack's retinas as she tapped and swiped her way through Facebook to reach the 'Ritman High Class of 2015' group, hidden in a storage closet with a broom in her free hand. She scrolled through her last few posts. Two months ago—Who wants to come down and watch ur childhood get hit with a wrecking ball? Booze will be involved, with a hyperlink to an article reading 'Capital Construction to demolish former Delton high school building'. One month ago—Hope you fuckers remember to show cause I dont have anything in here captioning a picture of a vaguely time capsule-shaped object caked in dirt. Three weeks ago—PJs June 16 @ 5pm. RSVP below. last one's buying the first round. Her eyes scanned down the list of names and faces in the replies, brain trying to identify who seemed serious about this shit and who was gonna no-show. Some of them were still stuck in Delton like her but she didn't doubt the chances of drinking alone anyway.

Securing her phone in her pocket and grabbing a dustpan, Jack emerged from the dark cupboard into the fluorescent light and rushing bodies of the Delton Station Bistro kitchen. The commercial swinging doors that separated the back of house from the midday rush were in a constant state of open as staff ran through orders on the left and returned with dirty dishes on the right.

A sweating busboy took notice of the dustpan and broom in her hands, which she collected every time she went in the storage closet to check her phone or eat some stolen fries, and immediately led her to a pile of broken glass swimming in cola by one of the far right tables. He hovered awkwardly as she cleaned the mess and Jack took the time to examine him. By the looks of things he was only fifteen or sixteen and way out of his element. For most kids summer break meant playing videogames and smoking weed; for sorry fucks like this guy it meant two months of pure stress.

Jack decided that the final few hours of her shift would be spent bussing tables. Her dad had wanted her in the kitchen, but she made an executive decision that customers would prefer to wait a little if it meant their food was delivered intact. Things didn't seem to slow down dramatically and there weren't any complaints by the time she was taking her apron off and getting ready to leave, so he could thank her later. The bistro was open for another five hours, so she didn't have her usual cleanup duty, but she did spot a rogue broom in the corner of the kitchen. As she went to open the supply closet, she heard a fifteen or sixteen-year-old's slight cry of surprise and immediately closed the door again. Then, slowly, she opened the door enough to slide the broom through, which disappeared entirely into the dark depths. "Uh, take it easy," she muttered to the door before leaving.

It was 4.40pm by the time that, clad in her freshest vague-shade-of-navy polo shirt and brown leather jacket, Jack shrugged her way into P. Johnson's, an old nylon drawstring bag slung over her shoulder. A faded Great Oak Elementary logo was being further chipped away at as it swung back and forth against the leather.

"I thought this was the high school reunion?" snarked Calvin, the bartender, as he reached down for an unbranded liquor bottle with a screw-on base. Inside was something that would pass more as river water than something alcoholic; homemade kiwi-infused dark rum, bits n' all.

"You know how alcoholic it makes me look when you know my order right away?" Jack ignored him, half-cradling the nylon-wrapped time capsule. She'd washed a majority of the dirt off but still didn't want to touch it bare any more than she had to.

"You know how much it pains me when I have to ruin it with lime and cola?" He fixed his gaze at her, eyebrows just high enough to convey a light-hearted tone as he started punching numbers into the cash register. Jack tapped her card on the little white contactless box and Cal glanced at the time capsule with concern. "That thing better not leave a mark."

"What, should I put it on a stool instead?" She smirked at him, alluding to the 'Portland Pride incident'—some tourists attending Portland Pride decided to drive up to Delton for pre-drinks, which very quickly turned into a full day of drinking, which turned into the straightest gay girl god had put on Earth shitting herself. The smell wouldn't leave despite days of scrubbing and P.J's eventually replaced the stool (then the surrounding ones, just to be sure). Cal's complexion drained, visibly remembering the events.

"Jesus, you have to stop bringing that up. I still feel it in my pores sometimes." Arms raised, he stared at his open palms in horror. Jack released a breathy chuckle, surprisingly warmed, and stretched in her seat.

"Well, stop being a rum hipster or I'm telling the first person to walk in here all about it too." She offered half a smirk as Calvin rolled his eyes, walking over to serve someone further down the bar. Jack unceremoniously slid the time capsule down to the stool instead, hand on her drink as she kept an eye out for whoever showed up. She craned her neck slightly to look around the room, wondering if someone beat her to her own party. It wasn't a party exactly, but things still felt weird in a sense; being the one to organise any sort of gathering instead of being the forever attendee.

Rolling her shoulders, she took out her phone and snapped a picture of her drink against the backdrop of the open bar. Back to the Class of 2015 group she went, captioning the image Be here or be square and hitting post. She paused, deliberating for a moment as she stared. Did it matter? Course it did, stupid, nobody lives on Facebook anymore. She tapped into the replies, tagging those who hadn't yet cancelled—there was Hanna Williamson, Lucas Watson, Benjamin Moore, Freya Brigham, William Bishop, Connor Sangster, Sara Zhou, Meir Maggid...

Jack immediately downed her drink.

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And so it begins...

Eight people, loosely connected together by threads that congregate at the beating heart of a small outlet town, "reunite" to witness the demolition of their high school building. Little do they know that the heart of their threads lies beneath the wreckage, and it's about to be disturbed. Some things are better left buried.
Jack @nodogs
A casual friend in high school likely. She would have tried recruiting Jack to the girl’s soccer team several times, until it became a running joke between them (from Sara’s perspective anyway). Though Sara would consciously avoid the Bistro, since they both stayed in Delton and weren’t actively hostile, there's a good chance Jack is the person Sara is most familiar with out of the cast currently.


i like that! some of my earliest iterations of jack, like way over 3 years ago, actually had her associated with either the women's soccer or women's baseball. i also liked sara's comments the last time on jack's secrecy with her sexuality, if that's something you'd be bringing over. in terms of current-day delton, if the two ever saw each other in town jack would probably let sara be the first to approach—if she even wanted to. she's not gonna invade on someone's day just because they went to school together.

JACK@nodogs
Genesis would like chilling with Jack and playing hooky. Genesis hated school and often sat in the back of the class, maybe making sardonic comments to Jack under her breath or passing her notes? I think they'd have that kind of relationship built on similar mindsets - not quite friends, but they hung out with each other here and there nevertheless kinda thing.


yeah, i see the two of them as having that foundation but never really putting in the maintenance enough to be considered a friendship. they would've definitely seen eye-to-eye on the daily goings of ritman. at parties jack would've probably gravitated near her if given the chance.

@nodogs
Jack: Billy would have been insistent on staying in her ever shifting circle of friends. I'll leave it to you how she took that.


i think she would've tried avoiding him once or twice, realised it wasn't worth the effort and gave up. she probably would've been obviously not-too-engaged in their conversations, but she'd smirk at his antics sometimes (even if she'd never admit it). if he ever tried to do the whole "center-of-attention" routine on her she would definitely find a way to shut that shit down. probably play hooky somewhere lesser known for the next few days. his band's music is on her guilty pleasure playlist.

@nodogsAlright, that sounds good to me. Are we getting some kind of character sheet extension for all these character relation notes and character 'trivia'?


honestly i think it's not necessary because these relationships will change and develop. if you're really insistent on a certain piece of trivia i don't mind people editing the non-power categories on the sheet to fit it in somewhere. this is all just to provide a basis for character interaction when the ic starts instead of piecing it all together from nothing. speaking of, i will be posting that (and for real this time) as soon as this post sends. fun! i'll pick up whichever relations for jack i haven't already discussed after that.
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Ah, so after the incident where Hanna cheated on her boyfriend with a chick, Jack became paranoid about association by proxy. I get it, that's good. Would Hanna know about Jack's sexuality somehow, even if just suspecting?


jack's sexuality was an open secret by the later years of high school—she never publicly dated anybody, and when she did let slip that she had a date she refused to say who it was with—so i feel hanna would've definitely been able to get an idea of it before then.

Nodogs: Meir would have considered her a friend despite it being a one sides relationship haha, mostly because the two of them could interact since Jack wasn't really too picky on who she hung out with. Any interaction for Meir that wasn't negative was good for Meir.


yeah i agree with all of this. she probably interacted with meir more when in the middle of changing friend groups again, since he was a manageable conversation and probably wouldn't hound her with questions about the latest big friend group drama?

just eating my friend's half-exploded porridge and then i will get on the rest of relations for jack now i've had a little think about them
JACK@nodogs
My creative juice ran out. Help me out here. Hanna would've been pretty apathetic herself, so maybe her and Jack rolled their eyes out at the same shit in class or student gatherings?


jack probably wouldn't have minded talking to hanna during classes (especially the boring ones) but would've withheld some judgement about the company she kept. maybe after the house party jack was more noticeably absent from their conversations, being secretive about her own sexuality at the time and not wanting the association. whenever hanna was with her friends jack would've probably avoided her.
I'm terribly sorry to do this to you on such short notice, but over the past week I've been absolutely swamped with new work to do, which has given me a bit of a wake-up call - regretfully, I think I'll have to bail. I would prefer to get this out of the way now and avoid kneecapping any story beats rather than make it a bigger inconvenience later. The concept looks fascinating and I hate to drop out so early, but, that said, feel free to replace or remove Jenna in the cast list.

I can put in a good word for @udonoodles as we joined this RP together and he helped me develop Jenna's power, but I fully understand that I can't really ask for bias to play a part in decision making, so I'll leave it up to you.

Sorry again, and I wish you and this RP all the best!


no worries, i get that things are volatile in real life when it comes to free time. i'll be holding off posting the first ic until i've made a decision on who else to bring in and if they're still available, should not be longer than a day. i hope we'll get to write together someday!
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so im gonna assume we can move character sheets over?


yep! everyone can move their sheets into the cs tab and begin discussing relationships, school clubs, etc. at their leisure. the first ic post will be up later today, i've gotta catch a train first
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