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CONCEAL DONT FEEL DONT LET THEM KNOOOW WELL NOW THEY KNOOOOOOOOOW

LET IT GO LET IT GO-Are we really going to sing this song?

Let's Leave your fate to the numbers... (I've missed this blog, and missed rping with you! :D)

((SCREEeeeech WELCOME BAAAACK~!))

19: Your muse becomes a scaredy cat, anything including even the smallest twitch frightens them. It's like the world is a horror movie to them and they're the main characters

It was night, and all were either outside enjoying the night life or in their homes, comfortable and sleepy. And Jack?

Jack was not having a great night.

The bush behind him rustled... suspiciously.

Jack jumped from his seat from the tall, empty tree and whimpered. What was that? Was it going to eat him?

"CAW-!"

"Eep-!"

Jack fell backward, and from his fear, was unable to respond to anything but the pain that came with falling from the tree.

Oh god. Now he's with the suspicious bush thAT JUST RUSTLED AGAIN-!

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Let's leave your fate to the numbers

12: My muse becomes a Neko, they will grow ears and a tail and completely disregard their human nature to become a true Neko.

Jack blinked and tilted his head sideways slightly to show slight confusion at how the world changed for him so suddenly. Everything was… more vivid and- what was that little white spot?

He purred and rolled around, trying to catch the snow that was slowly falling from the sky.

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Leigh was wandering around the town when she saw a familiar figure in the distance. When she waved to Jack, and he didn’t wave back, she slowly approached him. “Oh my god!“‘Leigh whispered before raising her voice. “Jack what happened to you?!”

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What was she saying?

Eh, it didn't matter...

Jack tilted his head again in confusion, but smiled happily. She looked nice and pretty! How nice~

He purred and rubbed his head onto her leg and curled himself onto her.

#jack frost #storytellersun

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Let's leave your fate to the numbers... ((I'm mostly just using myself in our roleplay that we currently have going, but if you would be up for spicing it up a bit my main muse for role playing is an avian-human hybrid named Penelope Layne. She can morph from completely human to a full Harpy-like form, with features similar to a Peregrine Falcon. Your pick on whom (who?) you'd prefer, whatever the outcome. ^_^))

18 - My muse will now become a psychopathic killer that is on the hint for blood! But not just anyone’s blood… Your muses’ blood… They won’t be satisfied until your muse takes their last breathe and will destroy anyone that gets in their way…

((In this case, we should probably go with your muse… Haha… But if it’s too bloody, then it’s alright. :)

Jack felt a too-wide grin creep onto his face as the adrenaline coursed through him. The thought of her blood finally on his hands made him excited… and bloodthirsty.

"Penelope! Where are you?"

He called out cheerfully, waving his staff casually, though his eyes betrayed his innocent portrayal.

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((I’ve never tried writing or roleplaying in a Suspense/Horror type of genre before, but it sounds interesting! :D))

Her keen hearing picking up on the sound of none other than Jack Frost himself calling out to her from below, Penelope grinned slightly and swooped down from where she had been aimlessly flying about in circles. As she landed smoothly on a thick tree branch above him, however, there was an odd twinge of foreboding at the back of her head. Her brow furrowed, she found herself looking around for any potential threats, but she could see nothing which might have caused the sudden unease that was settling in the pit of her stomach.

"Hey there, Jack! You called?" She called down, resisting the urge to take off flying again. If there was something iffy going on (and her instincts were very rarely wrong about things like this), she wasn’t going to leave her friend to face it alone. She failed to notice the odd gleam in his eyes as she looked down at him, the talons protruding from her fingers anxiously scratching at the wood they clung to.

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Jack grinned widely, showing his pearly-white teeth that Tooth seemed to be so fond of. She always did think the best of him...

But that didn't matter.

Today, he would see death, and nothing would stop him.

"Yeah...!"

The Winter Guardian trailed off, walking toward her with a skip. He forced himself to be calm, be calm, because it was only just beginning. Adrenaline, that was sure to be useful if it ever came to a chase, coursed through him, and yet on the outside, Jack was as cool as he could be. But when the time came...

It would be so fun.

"I was wondering about something and I just needed someone to talk to," he explained, rubbing his neck as if embarrassed. He grinned cheekily.

#rowsbyanyothername #jack frost #18 #russian roulette

She grinned widely and hugged him suddenly. "Thanks Jack." She said pulling away. "So.. This is the Warren right?" She asked, and then her smile faded."How did I know that?" She asked, looking slightly confused. She shrugged it off and walked toward what seemed to be the entrance.

Jack trailed behind her, looking around the setting with new eyes. This... He didn't think he ever saw this place so... empty.

Easter was a bit far, he supposed, but he wondered if the "Kangaroo" was here...

The two of them enter the entrance to see scatters of eggs scrambling (no pun intended) to get to their destination. And from the corner of his eyes, he saw him emerge from another hole.

Well, would you look at that.

"I've been wondering where you were!" He teased the Easter Bunny just to watch him respond back fully sarcastic.

"I wanted to introduce my friend here!"

Good!" The boy told him enthusiastically. He went on to tell Jack nearly everything that had happened since they last met. Meanwhile, Leigh was watching the display with a fond smile. Jamie finally stopped and turned to his sister, "Wait, you can see him?' He asked. Leigh nodded back slowly.

Jack smiled fondly to the both of them. Ruffling Jamie's hair and laughing, he told Jamie of the night before he woke up.

"Guess there's more people who believe than I thought, Jamie," he said, smiling softly.

Smiling amusedly at his words, Rachel straightened up and looked him up and down with mock gravity. She narrowed her eyes and placed a hand on her chin as she examined him. Stark white hair (was that his real color?!), a blue hoodie with downright breathtaking snowflake embroidery, a wooden staff, and a pair of old-fashioned brown pants leading down to... Rachel blinked. Was he actually BAREFOOT in this weather?! An idea sprung into her mind, but her brow furrowed. Surely this wasn't actually...

"No guess yet?"

Jack hummed, thinking of a hint that wouldn't be too obvious. But then again, he was pretty sure she already knew who he was.

White hair, young, handsome... barefoot with a staff?

Who else would he be but Jack Frost?

"Well... I... like snow. A lot. Some people say I can't live without it," the Guardian said.

He grinned. "You wanna guess yet?"

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12: My muse becomes a Neko, they will grow ears and a tail and completely disregard their human nature to become a true Neko.

Jack blinked and tilted his head sideways slightly to show slight confusion at how the world changed for him so suddenly. Everything was... more vivid and- what was that little white spot?

He purred and rolled around, trying to catch the snow that was slowly falling from the sky.

18 - My muse will now become a psychopathic killer that is on the hint for blood! But not just anyone's blood... Your muses' blood... They won't be satisfied until your muse takes their last breathe and will destroy anyone that gets in their way...

((In this case, we should probably go with your muse... Haha... But if it's too bloody, then it's alright. :)

Jack felt a too-wide grin creep onto his face as the adrenaline coursed through him. The thought of her blood finally on his hands made him excited... and bloodthirsty.

"Penelope! Where are you?"

He called out cheerfully, waving his staff casually, though his eyes betrayed his innocent portrayal.

Kat tears up a bit and hugs Jack sobbing onto his shoulder.

As gently as he could, as he would probably imagine himself comforting Jamie, Jack petted the girl's hair as she let out all of her emotions.

"Shh," he said softly, smiling. "It's alright. It'll be okay."

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In which you send me in my inbox "Let's leave your fate to the numbers...", and I'll go on a random number generator from numbers 1-20 and whatever number I land on is what's going to happen to my muse! These will only last a day, so why not leave your fate to the numbers?

1: My muse is now married to yours, that or is under the assumption that the two of you are married.

2: Will gain an unnecessary obsession for your muse, whether it be humourous or taking the obsession to another level is up to you...

3: Gender swapped! Your character is now the opposite gender! To add to that they also believe that they've been that gender their whole life!

4: My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they'll listen to any of your muse's orders and they HAVE to obey.

5: My muse is now over sensitive and will take anything and everything the wrong way. They will be a bumbling mess of emotions and misunderstandings...

6: My muse now becomes a flirt, but not just any flirt; the cheesy kind. My muse will start flirting with just about anyone disregarding gender and the like with cheesy pick up lines.

7: My muse will eat a salad, that's it... (Only one Fandom will get this joke...)

8: My muse will become the next Shakespeare! They will draw their voices out with the poet within them!

9: My muse goes blind! Their vision is gone and they can't see anything!!!

10: My muse becomes a matchmaker, they will begin shipping people and doing whatever they can to get their OTP together. That and squeal with joy when they do get together (Just like everyone on Tumblr!)

11: My muse now has the urge to get yours in bed with him. They will do anything they can to get what they want with yours, and they want it badly! (Only one that is deniable due to age restrictions as well as Mun being uncomfortable doing it and please don't go as far as doing rape stuff unless you have the Mun's consent, keep this fun and legal!)

12: My muse becomes a Neko, they will grow ears and a tail and completely disregard their human nature to become a true Neko.

13: Suddenly my Muse is experiencing a horrid disease that's slowly killing them on the inside! The pain is ripping them a part piece by piece!!! There is but only one cure for this and it's for my muse to make lip with yours! Your muse is the only antidote!

14: Well now my Muse has shrunk down back to the size of a five year old and has the mindset of one as well...

15: Lip locking that's all I have to say...

16: My Muse becomes a super Tsundere!!! N-N-Not like I wanted them to be one anyway... Idiot...

17: My Muse now has the personality of a clown, they will try and get everyone to laugh and bring a smile to people's faces! Using comedy of course~!

18: My muse will now become a psychopathic killer that is on the hint for blood! But not just anyone's blood... Your muses blood... They won't be satisfied until your muse takes their last breathe and will destroy anyone that gets in their way

19: Your muse becomes a scaredy cat, anything including even the smallest twitch frightens them. It's like the world is a horror movie to them and they're the main characters

20: You've been spared a lucky glance, nothing seems to happen to my muse... They are in the clear!!!

#hahah #jack frost

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Leigh huffed in frustration and gently tapped Jamie's forehead. After a moment of two he grumpily mumbled, "What do you want Leigh?" Leigh gave the sleeping figure a Cheshire Cat grin, "Well then, if you're going to be snippy about it, I'll just go and take Jack with me!" Leigh told him, winking at Jack. Jamie shot up immediately. "Jack!" He dove at the spirit, wrapping Jack into a hug.

Jack laughed out, his voice betraying what control he wanted to have on his emotions. He lifted Jamie and lifted him in the air, subconsciously making small snowflakes that surrounded them all.

"Hey, Jamie!" The Winter Guardian greeted with a wide grin. He ruffled the boy's hair. "How have you been?"

"Hey what's this?.." She asked softly. She looked at the small egg and smiled kindly at it. She picked it up and her smile got wider. "Aren't you a little cutie?" She cooed, studying it. "Isn't it adorable Jack?" She asked him, looking over at him. She held it up to her cheek and gave him puppy dog eyes. "Can we keep it?" She asked, jutting her lip out slightly.

Jack laughed and gently put the egg back on the ground; it quickly ran away, running into a rock and tripping before it completely disappeared from sight.

"I don't think my friend would be very happy even if one egg was gone." The guardian grinned and waved his staff casually. "But I could always ask..."

hey there jack im sorry if im bothering you with a problem but i feel sad and i dunno whats causing it and i dont know how to deal with it....

Jack pursed his lips and sat down next to the girl. He hesitantly placed his cool hands on her shoulder, if not to comfort, then to calm her.

"It's alright to feel sad," he said simply.

"There are a lot of ways to deal with it, and everyone deals with it differently." He smiles gently, "And if you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here, alright?"

Jack laughs, "What would I be if I didn't protect you guys?"