Anybody willing to RP? dark/light/ships anything as long as it has sort of a plot I guess.
I’d love to rp :)
nice! any Idea what about?

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Anybody willing to RP? dark/light/ships anything as long as it has sort of a plot I guess.
I’d love to rp :)
nice! any Idea what about?
Anybody willing to RP? dark/light/ships anything as long as it has sort of a plot I guess.
Jack’s staff and Hiccup’s dragon blade for chrissymodi-frost
Jack sighed, sitting down cross-legged on her floor. Could he tell her? could he risk one of his only friendships? could he risk getting angry or too upset? that's usually what triggered his ‘dark self’. well that and loneliness. He didn't want to hurt her, Jesus Christ, that...
Fear shot through Jack, he stumbled to his feet wildly, knocking into various things in her room. “U-uh” he stammered nervously while taking cautious steps back to the door. “its not what what you think it is” he said while searing for exits, “ i-its just some paint, yeah I was..painting last night and whew,you know how paint sticks...” He trailed off, realizing how weak his voice sounded and that Rapunzel wasn't believing his lie - and he froze. Not literally, but he just stood there looking at her and all his fears of losing her and of his terrible self seemed to be washing over him. It was getting a bit difficult for him to breathe - and that's when the tears came. Hot and wet gushing down his face it was then that he collapsed to the floor struggling to breathe and sobbing. “Im - so - sorry, punzie” he gasped out “I- I just didn't know what to do I cant control it”.
Jacks mind was racing as she gently guided him up the stairs, his hands still barely concealed behind his back. He didnt know what to do, god what if she found out,he thought frantically. he could imagine it now, Rapunzel looking up at him, smiling her usual self and expecting...
Jack sighed, sitting down cross-legged on her floor. Could he tell her? could he risk one of his only friendships? could he risk getting angry or too upset? that's usually what triggered his ‘dark self’. well that and loneliness. He didn't want to hurt her, Jesus Christ, that was the last thing he wanted to do. “consider the possibilities of what could happen to her” he mumbled quietly to himself. what if his dark self went after her because he knew she knew? oh god its all becoming such a mess, his thoughts were becoming jumbled. He sat down on the floor, “look, Rapunzel I don't know if I can tell you” He said, running a hand nervously through his hair. He froze, eyes wide, halfway through the action when he realized his mistake - He hadn't yet washed his hands.
Jack quickly hid his hands behind his back. He needed to wash them, it looked like he had one of his freak - outs again. shit shit shit he thought. He couldn’t let Rapunzel know, he couldn’t lose one of the people who could see them. He head was still throbbing slightly from the telltale headache he usually got after one of his.. incidents. He looked up at Rapunzel sheepishly grinning while he slowly slid against the wall towards the kitchen, his hands behind his back. His voice cracked slightly as he said “No-nothing wrong punzie, just y’know late night out I guess” He cursed his terribly acting, it had obviously sounded like he was hiding something.
She looked a little more carefully at him. She didn’t knew what it was, but there was something… Jack seemed like he was being affected by something. “Are you… sure you are alright? Jack, if there’s something happening I can help you, you know I can. Just… come here, we will go to my room and find what’s going on…” She insisted taking a few steps towards him. She knew him quite well despite the months they had spent together that for her felt like an eternity, but maybe for him was nothing compared to all the years he had been on earth. But that didn’t changed what was central here, the fact that her always high-spirited friend was almost trembling infront of her. She finally got to him and tried to look for his hand, only to guide him upstairs.
Jacks mind was racing as she gently guided him up the stairs, his hands still barely concealed behind his back. He didnt know what to do, god what if she found out,he thought frantically. he could imagine it now, Rapunzel looking up at him, smiling her usual self and expecting him to be normal- but his freaking demon like counter part would be there - not him. He would never forgive himself. But he didnt want to be lonely. so what did he do? nervously twitching Jack hoped with all his might that he could slip into the bathroom on the way to her room without her noticing, maybe then he could wash the blood from his hands.
Jack slowly looked up, shocked that Rapunzel was there. crap he thought “What does it look like” he said shiftily looking to the side.
“Well, you tell me. You never came this late, is there something wrong?” She said walking down the stairs and joining him in the first floor. It was past midnight and she was in her nightgown, part of her mind still in the dreams she was having a while ago.
Jack quickly hid his hands behind his back. He needed to wash them, it looked like he had one of his freak - outs again. shit shit shit he thought. He couldn't let Rapunzel know, he couldn't lose one of the people who could see them. He head was still throbbing slightly from the telltale headache he usually got after one of his.. incidents. He looked up at Rapunzel sheepishly grinning while he slowly slid against the wall towards the kitchen, his hands behind his back. His voice cracked slightly as he said “No-nothing wrong punzie, just y’know late night out I guess” He cursed his terribly acting, it had obviously sounded like he was hiding something.
am-invisible:
“Jack? W-what are you doing…” ”Jack!”
Jack slowly looked up, shocked that Rapunzel was there. crap he thought “What does it look like” he said shiftily looking to the side.
Jack frowned as he flicked the knife onto the table besides him, the blood oozing slowly off the tip.
"Now all the funs done and gone" He murmured to himself, not caring to look at the now lifeless body that had been his plaything over the past week or so.
"You worked so hard to stay alive" He…
So maybe stealth wasnt the best suit for Hiccup, deciding that hiding wouldnt do him much good, he went out in the open after inhaling deeply. “J-Jack, it’s just me.” he answers while trying not to stutter.
Jack didnt recognize whoever was nervously stuttering in front of him. He guessed it was one of his ‘other sides’ friends. He didnt have time for this. glaring at him, Jack calculated his best response to him. He was about to raise his knife to him when a shot of pain coursed through his head, causing him to fall to the ground writhing in pain- he could already feel his personalities shifting.
Hiccup’s eyes widen as he dashes straight to Jack, slightly grabbing his shoulders and looking at him intensely. “Jack? Jack?! What’s happening?” he asks while turning to the knife and its trickling blood. He shook his head and turned back to his pal. “Did someone hurt you?” he asks wide eyed with gritted teeth.
Jack Gritted his teeth, clutching his head trying not to let the personality shift happen. He couldn’t let this boy in front of him find what was in the house- it would blow his ‘cover’. Damn his other self for actually having friends after all these years. his other side, the wimp, shouted out “Hiccup”! it yelled, almost sobbing “you have to get away”. In a last ditch effort to keep himself quiet Jack thumped the bottom of the knife to his head- officially knocking himself out.
“Jack!” the boy couldnt help exclaim, “No! I’m not leaving…Im not abandoning a friend behind.” he says with his eyebrows furrowed. As confused as he is, he would never leave a friend behind. True to his word, the boy didnt budge. As the harsh winter wind blew, Hiccup shivered a bit. Lucky for Jack, the cold wouldnt bother him but sadly for Hiccup it did. He wrapped his fur vest closer to himself but it didnt work, he groans and looks around only for his eyes to fall unto what seems to be a cabin.
/wait sorry confused, did hiccup go in?/
( My bad, it was incomplete. Lemme just add that part. )
He hurriedly stood up and rushed inside, shutting the door tight to let the cold breeze stay out. He scans the insides and his gaze falls unto a bloody sight.
Jack blearily opened his eyes, unsure of where he was exactly. He hoped to god that he hadn't had one of his dark freak outs, He shivered, trying to shake the though out of his head before slowly sitting up. He looked around, gathering his surrounds which seemed to be a snow covered forest. His hopes for not had having a dark freak out were slowly dropping. He usually woke up in places like this when he had one. Turning full circle Jack saw an oddly shaped falling apart cabin. Standing up Jack slowly walked towards it, expecting the worst as he usually did in situations such as this. He walked in the see blood... blood everywhere. And Hiccup. Jack gasped sharply when he saw Hiccup. “Oh god” He whispered, fear racing across his mind. He had spared Hiccup from knowing about his freak outs because he didnt want to loose one of the only people who could see him. “oh god oh god oh god” He whispered sliding down the cabin wall “ Did I do this?” He continued feverishly “ I-Im so sorry”.
Jack frowned as he flicked the knife onto the table besides him, the blood oozing slowly off the tip.
"Now all the funs done and gone" He murmured to himself, not caring to look at the now lifeless body that had been his plaything over the past week or so.
"You worked so hard to stay alive" He…
So maybe stealth wasnt the best suit for Hiccup, deciding that hiding wouldnt do him much good, he went out in the open after inhaling deeply. “J-Jack, it’s just me.” he answers while trying not to stutter.
Jack didnt recognize whoever was nervously stuttering in front of him. He guessed it was one of his ‘other sides’ friends. He didnt have time for this. glaring at him, Jack calculated his best response to him. He was about to raise his knife to him when a shot of pain coursed through his head, causing him to fall to the ground writhing in pain- he could already feel his personalities shifting.
Hiccup’s eyes widen as he dashes straight to Jack, slightly grabbing his shoulders and looking at him intensely. “Jack? Jack?! What’s happening?” he asks while turning to the knife and its trickling blood. He shook his head and turned back to his pal. “Did someone hurt you?” he asks wide eyed with gritted teeth.
Jack Gritted his teeth, clutching his head trying not to let the personality shift happen. He couldn’t let this boy in front of him find what was in the house- it would blow his ‘cover’. Damn his other self for actually having friends after all these years. his other side, the wimp, shouted out “Hiccup”! it yelled, almost sobbing “you have to get away”. In a last ditch effort to keep himself quiet Jack thumped the bottom of the knife to his head- officially knocking himself out.
“Jack!” the boy couldnt help exclaim, “No! I’m not leaving…Im not abandoning a friend behind.” he says with his eyebrows furrowed. As confused as he is, he would never leave a friend behind. True to his word, the boy didnt budge. As the harsh winter wind blew, Hiccup shivered a bit. Lucky for Jack, the cold wouldnt bother him but sadly for Hiccup it did. He wrapped his fur vest closer to himself but it didnt work, he groans and looks around only for his eyes to fall unto what seems to be a cabin.
/wait sorry confused, did hiccup go in?/
Hiro: Hoe, don't do it.
Tadashi: *Starts running towards the fire*
Tadashi: *Stops mid-step*
Tadashi: *Turns around*
Tadashi: DID YOU JUST SAY THE H WORD?
Tadashi: GO HOME AND PUT A QUARTER IN THE SWEAR JAR.
Noodle Sketch
Jack frowned as he flicked the knife onto the table besides him, the blood oozing slowly off the tip.
"Now all the funs done and gone" He murmured to himself, not caring to look at the now lifeless body that had been his plaything over the past week or so.
"You worked so hard to stay alive" He…
So maybe stealth wasnt the best suit for Hiccup, deciding that hiding wouldnt do him much good, he went out in the open after inhaling deeply. “J-Jack, it’s just me.” he answers while trying not to stutter.
Jack didnt recognize whoever was nervously stuttering in front of him. He guessed it was one of his ‘other sides’ friends. He didnt have time for this. glaring at him, Jack calculated his best response to him. He was about to raise his knife to him when a shot of pain coursed through his head, causing him to fall to the ground writhing in pain- he could already feel his personalities shifting.
Hiccup’s eyes widen as he dashes straight to Jack, slightly grabbing his shoulders and looking at him intensely. “Jack? Jack?! What’s happening?” he asks while turning to the knife and its trickling blood. He shook his head and turned back to his pal. “Did someone hurt you?” he asks wide eyed with gritted teeth.
Jack Gritted his teeth, clutching his head trying not to let the personality shift happen. He couldn't let this boy in front of him find what was in the house- it would blow his ‘cover’. Damn his other self for actually having friends after all these years. his other side, the wimp, shouted out “Hiccup”! it yelled, almost sobbing “you have to get away”. In a last ditch effort to keep himself quiet Jack thumped the bottom of the knife to his head- officially knocking himself out.
can we just take a moment to recognize how utterly amazing the scenery in rotg is?
Jack frowned as he flicked the knife onto the table besides him, the blood oozing slowly off the tip.
"Now all the funs done and gone" He murmured to himself, not caring to look at the now lifeless body that had been his plaything over the past week or so.
"You worked so hard to stay alive" He…
So maybe stealth wasnt the best suit for Hiccup, deciding that hiding wouldnt do him much good, he went out in the open after inhaling deeply. “J-Jack, it’s just me.” he answers while trying not to stutter.
Jack didnt recognize whoever was nervously stuttering in front of him. He guessed it was one of his ‘other sides’ friends. He didnt have time for this. glaring at him, Jack calculated his best response to him. He was about to raise his knife to him when a shot of pain coursed through his head, causing him to fall to the ground writhing in pain- he could already feel his personalities shifting.