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𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗗 is a dependent roleplay blog for 𝗝𝗔𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥 𝗝𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗔𝗡 belonging to #𝗞𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗛𝗤, an 18+ roleplay group inspired by the cw show the hundred & set after the events of season two. penned by saga.
𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 :
the new year celebration was the first chance korsika had to personally meet any of the sky people and she would openly admit they were a strange breed indeed. and the young man sprawled out on the forest floor seemed to be a testament to that. she’d been watching him for sometime and come to the conclusion early on that he wasn’t dead, just asleep. the rhythmic rising and falling of his chest was proof of this. korsika crouched beside him, observing all she could—what he wore, the way he was built, the weapon he carried, or perhaps lack there of. but she couldn’t be sure of such a thing without a proper search.
when his eyes finally opened, the fearful reaction was more or less expected, but the severity of it raised questions even for her. it was clear that he’d screamed, but the sound was lost on her. as was every other sound that surrounded them. she studied him carefully, watching the way his mouth moved over the words carefully, picking out every one she could. kori leaned backwards on her heels and sat unmoving for a moment. it seemed she’d stumbled upon a sky person who enjoyed the drink a bit too much. or maybe it was something else as she couldn’t smell the alcohol on him, often an obvious tell.
korsika finally rose to her feet and made a fast motion with her left hand, as though it was talking before bringing it to her ear and shaking her head slowly. her dark gaze shifted to the surrounding area for a brief moment, already aware that he was alone out here, the real question was why? she lifted a finger and pointed to the forest around them and then finally directly at him, her lips forming one soundless word. ❝ why? ❞
𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐒 he watches the other. confusion flashes across his face as the grounder rises to her feet and makes that motion with her hand, and it takes a moment before recognition follows on his features. understanding. her wordless question seems to solidify the fact that she can’t hear him, but jasper doesn’t underestimate her. no; instead, the delinquent swallows thickly, continues watching her every move, and tries desperately to control his breathing... all while nursing that terrible, head-splitting ache in his forehead.
“ i, uh-- ” think, jasper, think. it’s not so easy when he basically poisoned himself with drugs last night. “ why? ” right. what is she even asking? jasper glances around to any indication as to what she might mean and clears his throat, but he comes up empty. looking back at her, jasper asks, “ why... what? ” jasper tilts his head back a little as he observes the other, and then—
“ wait, you mean why am i out here? shit, i... ” fuck, he doesn’t remember, but honestly, it doesn’t phase him. back at the dropship the idea of being out here alone would have terrified him, but now... now, jasper really couldn’t care less about what happens. “ honestly, lady, ” jasper sighs, rising unsteadily to his feet, “ your guess is as good as mine. ”
𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 :
𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 nor when she visibly rolls her eyes at the mourning man but bree doesn’t care enough to apologise for it . anyway , it’s his fault for bringing the mood down even more when i’m trying to help , she thinks . “ best stuff’s reserved for like bad injuries , i don’t think they’ll give us that for a headache or bruised muscles … ” she fake ponders for a second before putting on a gasp , turning back to jasper like she had an idea . “ they’d give us morphine or something if we , like , broke a bone or something . mangle it good , what do you think ? ”
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𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍’𝐓 cater to his grief. jasper doesn’t need to be fixed like some sort of engineering project: his grief exists because of the people around him, minus the one who ran like a coward from what she’d done, and he’s going to voice it. if he doesn’t, who will? he will not let the innocents inside of that mountain go forgotten, but that doesn’t mean he needs to be babysat all the time. told to do better. told to grow up and get on with it and behave. that is not jasper, and that’s not what he’s going to do.
jasper shrugs. “ could always go find us some grounders to piss off, ” he says, of course indicating that the grounders will be the ones doing the maiming. the grounders are more likely to kill him than just break his bones, but whatever—jasper doesn’t care much anymore. the delinquent swallows thickly as he glances over bree and says, “ no offense—i mean, not that it’s anything to be anything to be offended about, but i, uh... i got a weak stomach, you know? i don’t think i have it in me to break your arm, ” he says, adding quickly, “ but by all means go ahead and break mine! anything for morphine, right? ” surprisingly, his tone doesn’t seem as enthusiastic as it should. rather, he sounds a little... down.
𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 :
Raven understood better than most what Jasper was going through, why he was mourning and struggling with life right now. She had lost Finn and she went through a very dark path back then because of it. Although, with her friends’ help, she managed to overcome it and went through mourning him in a healthy way. That was something Jasper wasn’t doing and Raven wanted to help him see it. “You can totally make your own decisions, but I can’t watch my friend go through a path of self destruction. Do you think Maya would’ve wanted that?” She paused. “I know it’s hard and I know it feels like ther’s nothing else out there worth living for, but that’s wrong. The best way to celebrate those who are gone is by living and making sure you make them proud, wherever they are.” Raven placed the bottle on the ground next to her, before looking up at Jasper. “You are … but you’re acting like a little kid right now.”
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𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 as raven asks that one particular question: do you think maya would’ve wanted that? never mind the fact that he’s not entirely sober, but that question pushes him over the edge, so much so that he doesn’t even hear the next few sentences raven speaks for the anger coursing through his brain. his words tumble out before he can even stop them: “ do you think maya wanted to be burnt alive by the very people she tried to help? ”
meandering before her in a somewhat shaky fashion that seems to be his way of moving these days regardless of whether he’s had a drink or taken anything, jasper points a finger at raven, inches away from her. “ you do not get a say in what maya would have wanted, ” jasper hisses, but then his face changes. it’s as if he suddenly realises how much the anger has overcome him as the delinquent slowly lowers his hand. looking away from raven slowly, his gaze lost in thought or perhaps even memory, jasper continues defeatedly, “ none of us do. ”
It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, PTSDee (S12E07)
𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀 :
“ 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄. ” she begins walking backwards slowly, further out into the forest and away from the wall. it doesn’t really matter what they do, so long as jasper is outside the camp. “ we can start small. ” looking over her shoulder to check where she’s going, she stops by a tree and turns her gaze back to him.
“ just walk ” —she pats the trunk beside her— “ to this tree and back. ” she hopes he will do it: he won’t want to but he needs to.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐌, the faster jasper jordan’s heart begins to beat. he steps forwards a little as if to reach for her, to pull her back, and it’s a subconscious movement he doesn’t even realise he’s making. his feet suddenly stop when his conscious mind takes over again, or rather, when fear sets in. his mixed emotions are evident in his features as his lips part as if to call for her to stop, but the words never leave his mouth.
“ i— ” jasper presses his lips together, his brows furrowed. that tree... can he walk to it? it feels like his feet are frozen in place. what will happen if he does it? anything could happen and that’s what terrifies him the most: the unknown. “ i don’t know if i... ” jasper forces his gaze away from octavia and to the tree before he continues, “ i don’t know if—i don’t know if i can do it, o, i don’t know if i can— ” god, his whole body is tense.
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐑 :
Time: present Location : Arkadia Closed for Jasper Jordan @mountainscarred
“Jasper!”
With everyone about to leave soon for Polis. Harper wanted to check on him, to see if he would be tagging along but mostly to see how he was doing. Monty had mention something, that Jasper seemed off? Harper being so busy with prepping for the trip and shadowing the Chief that she scarcely had time to sleep let alone check in on Jasper. After Mount Weather, she been distant. But that was more her trying to work through her own feelings about the situation. Worried and scared, she had to claw out of a dark place. And there were many days that she still was, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t help her friends. And no matter what, Jasper was her friend. A smile brighten her features, as she slowed. Falling into step with Jasper, as she gave him a playful push on his shoulder. “I was wondering if I’d see you.” she chirped , jogging a little faster as she began to walk backwards in front of him.
“ Are you coming to Polis? Chief Miller said we could do with some more hands, if you’re up for it? Get to see how the other half lives.” she waited for a response but when she got nothing she waved a hand in front of him. “ Hello, anyone in there?”
𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐔𝐌 as harper shoves him playfully, the smallest, weakest smile tilting his lips upwards before it vanishes. he’d been staring at nothing but a spot on the ground and it took a while for him to come out of it. luckily for harper, jasper doesn’t hate her the same way he hates monty right now, so his attitude towards her is mostly positive. “ congrats! you found me. ”
sighing in consideration, jasper continues, “ polis... why the hell not, right? ” at best he’ll get killed, maybe piss off some grounders; at worst, he’ll find some new drugs or alcohol to consume. at least either option will drown out the thoughts that plague his mind. jasper grins at the thought, his smile far more genuine now as he wraps an arm around harper’s shoulders. “ time to dine with the savages, huh? better be fun. maybe someone’ll get impaled, ” he says, shoving harper playfully. it’s clear he’s not entirely sober, but he hasn’t consumed anything in a few hours. “ hopefully not you, i mean. ”
The New Romantic (2018) dir. Carly Stone
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : half way between polis and arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @merckori
𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐄𝐓 regarding self-preservation might have changed, jasper’s instinct when he wakes up in the middle of the woods with a grounder staring over him is still to scream... which is exactly what he does. jasper surely alerts half the forest to his presence as he notices the other, and as he scrambles backwards, his head hammers with pain in response to the drugs he took last night. how did he get outside of arkadia? how does he even get home? if only he knew just how far he’d wandered... “ shit, ” jasper hisses, his hand flying up to cover his eyes with a groan. oh, it’s bright. “ crap, okay, just... just give me a moment. god, what’s wrong with the S U N! ” he exclaims, hand flying away from his face in irritation.
slowly, jasper sits back against the tree he found his back pressed against. sighing, he says, “ if you’re gonna kill me, man, just get it over with... ”
𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐅 :
“ 𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 . ” ayla’s hand is still gently stroking her son’s back as he softly snoozes , cheek firmly smushed against the soft grass . she’s taken to bringing shaun out to the field beyond arkadia’s perimeter , giving him the abilitity to roam about the land like she’d always wished she could as a child . “ shi — fuc — sugar , damn it . ‘m trying not to swear around him . what i was trying to say was did you need anything ? ”
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ﹕ arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 ﹕ present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 ﹕ open to all
“ 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏. i sleep like a baby sometimes too, ” jasper shrugs, lifting his arms into the air in a very careless, dramatic and somewhat slurred fashion. he snorts as his eyes glance over the baby, finding the way he lies smushed into the ground pretty amusing. the kid’s fiiiine, jasper thinks, and he points a finger at ayla before he continues, “ yoooou gotta lighten up. he’s probably gonna get killed by grounders one day. or clarke. ” jasper says the words before he even realises how bad they sound, and momentarily he pauses before he waves a hand in a very jack sparrow-esque movement and continues, “ what i mean to say is how’s he gonna hear you swearin’? he’s like, sleepin’. let him live, momma. ”
𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐘 :
“ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 , 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 , 𝐒𝐎 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 , you want me to score us some uppers or something ? ” the blonde’s tone is bored as she feigns concern . is it even concern or just bad influence ? “ i used to be so good at conning them down in ‘med , not sure if they caught on but if i can’t get it from their stash then i know some people who owe me .”
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ﹕ arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 ﹕ present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 ﹕ jasper jordan, @mountainscarred
“ 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 the dead? ” jasper asks audibly, his stark sentence not at all mumbled or muttered. he means it. sighing, he moves to sit down next to bree, pressing his palms into his eyes to relieve some of the pressure he feels all over but to no avail. jasper groans as he lays back and grumbles, “ sure, bree, uppers sound good. i’m all for committin’ good ol’ crimes, too, ” jasper says with mock enthusiasm. anything to distract him from the thoughts running through his mind.
𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 :
Raven couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the bot before taking a seat next to him. She understood his pain, the grief he was going through and she wanted to let him deal with it on his own terms. But she didn’t like where it was going anymore, how Jasper was on a path to self destruction. “I think you’ve had enough for now, my friend.” The mechanic reached for the container and took it away from him. “I don’t have a cranky look, I’m just worried about my friend.”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 raven take his drink from him is because he has a small slither of respect for raven, but he can’t help the way his gaze follows it, fingers reaching out for it the entire time as if he might suddenly develop telekinesis. in raven, though, jasper sees his own struggles in her: just like clarke took maya from him, clarke took finn from her. from all of them. when would they stop becoming expendable? jasper doesn’t know, and he doesn’t want to admit that that’s not entirely the case. jasper snorts, turning away from raven in a somewhat wobbly fashion. “ yeah, sure, ” he grumbles, taking a few steps away. where is he going? he doesn’t know.
turning back to raven, the delinquent says with his arms splayed at his sides, “ why don’t you jus’--jus’ let me make my own decisions, okay, raven? i’m a big boy, ” jasper hiccups, “ man... thing. ”
𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀 :
𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐘 at being outside the camp’s walls. the ground is so beautiful. with no walls in sight, she could walk for hours and hours in any direction. but for jasper’s sake she plans to stay within sight of the camp while he’s with her, she knows not to push him too far too soon. she grabs onto a tree and swings round to face him.
“ jasper, the jerks from camp are the only things you’ll run into this close to the wall. ” the grounders have yet to attack the camp, so far jasper is the only one that has been attacked by them and that was after he crossed the river. it seems unlikely that any would be here right now to attack them immediately outside the camp. “ i know you’re scared but you can’t stay inside camp forever. ”
𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 swallows thickly, glancing around at his surroundings nervously. he’s too afraid to admit that octavia is right. “ i could probably... i mean... i could probably stay in there forever, ” jasper mumbles, looking up at octavia through his lashes. “ i, um... ” think, jasper, think. one hand moves to rub at his arm as he asks, “ what will we even do out here? look at trees? ” sure, jasper can appreciate them, but he doesn’t want to stare at them all day every day.
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @frcstedglass
“ 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐖, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋... ” 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 put a name to the feeling running through his body right now, but it’s weird. as glass’ resident tester of any and all new and curious substances she finds in the forest, jasper loves his little game of russian roulette. would the jumped up delinquents that pretend to care about him approve of glass funding his bad habits? he thinks not, but that’s just an added bonus: pissing them off. jasper lets out an amused huff before his gaze finds glass once more. he continues amusedly, “ you got any more of that stuff? i think i can taste colours. ”
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @wickinthewild
“ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐘 i don’t wanna know, ” jasper grumbles, avoiding wick’s gaze. yeah, he knows how close they are; he also knows that wick called jasper’s former best friend his boy monty as if the other delinquent didn’t help with the massacre of everyone in mount weather, including the girl he loved. “ tell him to talk to me when he figures out how to raise the dead. ” in other words, never. “ he’s bellamy’s golden boy. should be able to figure it out. ”
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : the dropship 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : past 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @radioactivebutterfly
“ 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀, 𝐈—𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 to do this... ” jasper mumbles as he glances around at his surroundings nervously. after being impaled and spending the last couple of days either delirious or in pain, he’s terrified to step foot outside of camp. “ last time—last time we tried this i thought you were gonna die when that jerk jumped out from the bush. how do you, i mean— ” the delinquent swallows thickly, nervous tension in his voice, “ how do you know it’s not gonna happen again? ” god, he sounds like such a coward. how could octavia ever like somebody like him?
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : arkadia 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @rrvnreyes
“ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊? ” jasper jordan asks incredulously, raising his brows in a shock that isn’t at all genuine as he offers the drink in his hand over to her. jasper rolls his eyes in the end, pulling the container back to his frame. “ more for me, ” he slurs in a sing-song form, tipping it back once again before he continues, grumbling, “ jus’ thought it might wipe that cranky look off your noggin’... ”