the good and the bad

erik gelden // closed rp

[hitmelikeyoumeanit]

[moralitygauge]

“No thanks-- I’m too busy trying not to look at yours.”

[thewxsp]

“If there’s science to reverse the decimation I haven’t found it. I also haven’t slept in two days, but I can catch up on that later. Stopping a war is way more important.”

[moralitygauge]

“I wish everyone had your attitude. The world would be a better place-- and bonus, my headaches would be gone.”

[moralitygauge]

sonofawtch‌:

“Sheesh– this must be a pretty rough time for you then. What with all the– death and such.”

“It’s not the death that bothers me. Well, it bothers me, just not like that. It’s.. complicated. Just like everything else out there in the world.”

[moralitygauge]

sovereignofsound‌:

“Sounds rough…” Clayton said as he took a sip of his beer. Scratching at the patchy stubble formed over his face over the last few nights. “Sorry.” He apologized without looking at the man but just looking straight forward. Clayton couldn’t say if he was a bad guy at heart, but he’s done a lot that he’s regretted since the whole Clash incident and was worried he was hurting the man.

Erik waved off his apology, taking a sip of his own drink. “Believe me, most of the time when people are worried about how much my head is hurting, it means it’s not hurting that much. If that makes sense.” He shrugged. “The worst headaches come from people who think they wouldn’t have any affect on me.”

[moralitygauge]

thewxsp‌:

“Do you have a noise sensitivity?”

“Not exactly. It’s more of a.. morality sensitivity. Bad people put me on edge.”

[moralitygauge]

givesadxmn‌:

“I think I’ve given you enough things for free. Cook and make yourself useful and I’ll share.”

“Hmm, have I really tired out the generosity of Jessica Jones?” Erik replied with a small smirk, already heading into the kitchen. “A small price to pay, and I shall pay it happily. As long as you aren’t getting sick of me yet.”

[moralitygauge]

bluebrashear‌:

“That certainly sounds like a useful ability, though I suppose the question remains. Do the side effects outweigh the benefits?”

Erik puffed out his cheeks, letting the air escape from his mouth slowly. “I’m not sure. Don’t know if I ever will be. The side effects are pretty damn shitty. But like everyone says-- it’s a gift. Maybe I should be grateful.”

[moralitygauge]

gammadeus‌:

“Yeah that’s a tricky power set to sum up.” Amadeus said with a small laugh. “I just say I’m a hulk and everyone gets it.”

“Is that before or after they notice that you’re green and really tall?” Erik joked back.

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aprettygirlthief‌:

“Labels are boring. They create a self-fulfilling prophecy, giving you no freedom to really explore yourself. They only exist to make others feel superior – if they can put you in a box, then they feel safe.”

“Wow. I don’t think I could have said that any better myself. And you sound very strongly subscribed to this.. philosophy.”

[moralitygauge]

“I guess the best description of.. whatever I am, would be an ‘empath’? I’m not dying to fit into any labels though.”

[jjcnesarchive]

“Looks like I have five years of bourbon to catch up on.”

[moralitygauge]

“Well, I might just be able to let that horribly depressing statement slide-- as long as you’re willing to share.”

[thewxsp]

“Wow, I love people and now there are so many more around. This is amazing!”

[moralitygauge]

“Hmm.” Erik didn’t always want to be such a downer around other people-- but more people just meant more headaches. “Glad you’re enjoying it so much.”

[shitegifs]

“If I knew it was your pizza, I wouldn’t have touched it,” Rich pointed out.  “who even gets olives anyway? You’ve gotta label these things,”

[moralitygauge]

“It’s not labeled, because it’s in a container. From my house.” Erik took one finger and hooked the edge of the mentioned container, still with a slice left in it, and dragged it back over to him. “That’s not just some boring take-out pizza-- I made that myself.”