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ind. sel. eyeless jack. chased by briar.

[eyedritch]

hey gang, i made a lil interest checker for jack, if you wanna fill it out!

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[eyedritch]

oh, yeah! i should probably mention, i moved jack back over to my multi! @adoranoia, woe. upon ye. come say hi, i'm brainrotting abt s/t else atm, but.

[eyedritch]

" --ugh... " jack can't help but grumble a little, holding a small, balled up piece of piece of cotton soaked in disinfectant in one hand, and trying to gently grab his 'patients' wounded arm, with the other. he's dealt with worse then squirming, but it's still as bit annoying, he'll admit. 🥩 " i'm trying to help you, c'mon. just let me clean it up a little, and bandage it, it'll only take a minute, i swear. " he says, voice steady, calm, " ...please? " he adds, softly, but still insistent, a hint of stress. 🥩

[eyedritch]

some random drawings i've done of jack, while i've been on discord. beloved !!!

[thcbcys]

A moment, Just a pause before it was broken by a whistle of a tic that passed right through Toby, utterly not his fault in the slightest. Slowly he would blink before finally realizing he had been staring, off in space more like it, having just zoned out staring off at whatever had been there.....being Jack.

────────🪓 ❝ F...Fuck No. ❞ Simple, easy, though a bit rude. ❝ J..Just looking at that f...fuckin' ugly mask you wear.. ❞

Toby really couldn't speak on mask's however, He wore a dog muzzle over his mouth of all things to wear. Guess he bites.

[eyedritch]

despite the other's quick answer, jack's shoulders stay tensed, anyway, as always. does he ever actually relax, or is he all knotted muscles and pulled straight spine? a good question, admittedly. he replies back, tone deadpan, yet somehow still dripping in sarcasm, he says, " oh. yeah, tha -nks... if you think it's bad, you'd hate to see what's underneath it, then. " 🥩 " ...you wear a mask, too, don't you? of some kind... i can hear the metal rattle a little, when you walk. " something he took note of, it seems. he took a lot of silent notes, on a lot of people, really. down to what their footsteps sounded like, that way, he couldn't ever be snuck up on. 🥩 a thoughtful hum, " --must be kinda cool looking, though, if you're making comments like that. or, maybe you're just a 'glass houses' type, i dunno. " he shrugs, absentmindedly. still joking, despite how monotone he naturally is. 🥩

[thcbcys]

He is just staring......I wonder why?

[eyedritch]

jack stops in his tracks, he'd been on his way back to his room in the manor, when he got the sudden, and overwhelming sense he was being watched. he can't exactly catch the other's gaze, of course, but he can certainly feel that odd sensation of eyes all but literally boring holes into the back of his head. he doesn't flinch, though, after all--he is no prey. not anymore. 🥩 instead, pointed ear twitching, he speaks, low, quiet as usual. he tilts his head a bit, too, " ...i know you're there. what, do you need something from me? " 🥩

[eyedritch]

@wintermulitplied woe, art upon ye. asdfghjkl

[eyedritch]

Sally looking at Jack with big ole' wet eyes

// @wintermulitplied

@wintermulitplied // random asks, always accepting.

jack had his back turned, at first--stood in the manor's kitchen, he's silently sharpening his usual blade. he'd gotten back from a mission not too long ago, and it had seemed a little dull. he basically had to saw through flesh to get to the tastier parts. plus, a dull knife was messier, and gave less precision. 🥩 so, it had to be fixed. he's completely focused, and doesn't hear sally's approach, at first. it isn't until he hears a sudden sniffle, from somewhere behind him, does he take a pause. 🥩 one pointed ear twitching lightly, he twirls the half-sharpened blade absentmindedly, before setting it off to the side, on the counter, for now. jack turns, and carefully crouches down, sitting on his haunches, a habit he'd quickly developed with the younger of them. (he already towered over most, and he didn't want to scare them. their victims? yes, but not them.) 🥩 finally, he tilts his head slowly, as he speaks, low and quiet, as usual, " ...hey, what's up, little bit? something wrong? " 🥩

[eyedritch]

what are you the patron saint of?

* patron saint of bones . patron saint of frameworks. of structures. of solidity. patron saint of things that break. patron saint of things that are left behind. the bones survive long after the body, the building: what is there left for them, when the rest has gone? what do bones do, with nothing to hold around them? who holds the bones?

[eyedritch]

jack vc: the fuck you so small for, frfr. aka jack and my bestie @quillheel's ben <333 love them dearly. freaks of nature

[eyedritch]

was thinking abt jack and his monster-isms a bit more, and along w/ stuff i've detailed before, jack can also !!!-- >his mouth can open unnaturally wide, peeling back skin and revealing WAY too many, sharp teeth. he can basically unhinge his jaw, like a rlly fucked up snake. >he can copy other people's voices to an very uncanny degree! similar to certain creatures in folklore, this is used to lure in victims from afar.

[eyedritch]

a very jack post. to me. <3 asdfghjkl

[eyedritch]

hey. hey. not to angst post abt a creepypasta ch -aracter, except that's exactly what i'm doing, so. if it weren't for the fact jack's 'friend group' went missing all at once, then it likely would've taken a week, or two, before anyone noticed him being gone. likely a professor would've reported it, something like that. it was quite the story, five college students all disappearing at the same time, and when they were eventually discovered out in the forest... it was quickly ruled an animal attack, due to the type of injuries found. but, that still left jack missing. i've mentioned how jack's family wasn't in his life by the time he went to college, he moved out and cut them off, bc of them being Shitty during his childhood. they likely found out via a news report, before the police even got to contact them. they never end up helping out with the investigation, claiming privately, that jack likely 'got what was coming to him', for being a 'bad kid', basically. it slowly became a cold case, after that. but, jack has no real way of knowing his families reaction to him going 'missing', but he does think about it sometimes. if they cared, at all. and, if anyone is still looking for him.

but, really, the only person still truly looking for jack, is his younger sister, who i mentioned in my last post.

[eyedritch]

some pre-sacrifice hcs abt jack !!! bc he may be a creature feature these days, he was, and in some ways still is, Just Some Guy(tm).

>was in pre-med, major being biology, bc he wanted to be a surgeon. now, i've said before that he wanted to be a general surgeon, but i might change that, and say he wanted to be a pediatric surgeon, instead. as for why, i'll get into here in asec! there was also a few years before college he thought about becoming a psychologist, or even a mental health-type social worker, tbh, but he landed on surgeon, eventually. >used to play bass guitar and make music with his college roommate before everything happened. it probably wasn't very good, and they knew that, but it was still fun, so. he also knew how play drums, but wasn't as good with it. he learned from his dad in his early teen years, bc jack kept asking, over and over until the guy was like, 'fiiiine'. his dad played in a few bands, in his youth. jack says it's the one (1) good thing that guy ever taught him. >has a little sister! she was a couple years younger, around fourteen, she was very sweet, and the social butterfly compared to jack's outcasted-ness. he cared for her a lot, and struggled when it came to the decision to cut off his shitty parents and move out. bc he knew they wouldn't let him talk to his sister, if he did. but, they still secretly sent letters back and forth, up until jack's 'disappearance'. she happened to be chronically ill, though, having been born with spina bifida, which is, tbh, a big reason jack wanted to be a pediatric surgeon, specifically.

[eyedritch]

saw one (1) post abt jack being able to purr like a cat bc monster and inhuman and i was so endeared, that i'm making it canon immediately. hes probably incredibly embarrassed by it when it happens, but still.

[eyedritch]

EVERYONE SHUT UP ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DISCORD DREW JACK FOR ME. GOES INSANEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[eyedritch]

i am such a serious writer btw. i only yap abt the most serious of topics ft jack.