Death ♠ Sleight

The name's Jack. Jack Wilder, and I'm the next great magician. Maybe you heard of me, maybe you haven't - doesn't matter to me one way or the other. Promise you this, though - you stick around? You bet your ass you're gonna remember me. Now...pick a card. ♠ ♥ ♦ ♣ This's an indie rp blog for my own spin on Now You See Me's Jack Wilder, street magician extraordinaire. Mun and muse are both 18+ Multi-verse, Multi-ship Will rp/reblog nsfw content please read rules and bio pages for information

[playingtheace]

The shipping process:

Muse: -tugs sleeve. Points at other muse- I want it.

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          “Like card tricks? Can you show me?”

[playingtheace]

       "They're in my bag of tricks, yeah. Do a pretty          neat trick with spoons, too. But if it's cards you          want..."

     He pulls a deck from his pocket and fans them out.

      "Pick one."

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                  “That’d be Bobby Finstock. He coaches Lacrosse.”

[playingtheace]

     "He's a little bit not right in the head, isn't he?"

[livingbyacodearchive]

 ❝ I don’t often see strangers in this town.           Is there a reason why you’re here? ❞

[playingtheace]

❝ The hospitality. You people really know how     to make a guy feel welcome, y'know?      You president of the neighborhood watch or       something? ❞   

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         ”So like, do you actually cut someone in half when the chick goes into that box? Or how does that work?”

[playingtheace]

    "Eh, I leave the sawing to the sadists and the sycophants. Me? I prefer an old-fashioned sleight of hand."

[edgessoften]

"It’s not exactly a good choice to just lie in the middle of the road around here.”

[playingtheace]

"Eh, as choices go, I've made worse. You  the welcome wagon for this town?"

[playingtheace]

{ edgessoften }

Fuck. This. Shit.

[crankiestsoul-deactivated202203]

            “Turned around? By who?”

[playingtheace]

"Dunno. Who's the guy with the bugged out eyes that smells like sport cream?"

[playingtheace]

{ isthatmybat }

"Not that I ain't enjoying the scenery, but I'm feelin' pretty good. Think I can leave, now?" 

[playingtheace]

{ youfellforthat }

"You mind tellin' me where the office is? Think I got turned around."

[playingtheace]

{livingbyacode​}

"I got somethin' on my face? Or you just got a thing for staring at strangers?"

[playingtheace]

♆

Send ♆ for something my muse hates.

Small spaces. Being cornered. Jack’s whole life has revolved around being quicker than the other guy; being just that one step ahead, that one trick out of sight. It’s how he’s stayed alive all this time.

When he gets cornered, he gets scared. He can’t help it. There are things he’s been through that ratchet his heart into his throat when he thinks of four walls closed in around him or tough spot with no exit.

So he always makes sure to have an out.

[inboxstuff]

Send me symbols to learn more about my muse

Send ✚ for one of my muse’s prized possessions. Send ✿ for a happy memory. Send ➷ for a sports headcanon. Send ♆ for something my muse hates. Send ϡ for a sleep headcanon. Send ღ for a crush my muse has had. Send ✄ for a favourite movie of my muse’s. Send ☂ for a weather headcanon. Send ✎ for a school headcanon.

[playingtheace]

{ Out of Aces }

like for a starter or I'm just gonna start throwing them at people.

[gwainesshirt]

Hermit.

Lovers.

High Priestess.

Death.

[thelasthalebeta]

"I’m going to be productive." I say, as I once again stare at attractive individuals and fall in to the video game and youtube pincer trap.

[playingtheace]

said every tumblr user at one point another, at least once.

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Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured or tortured in RPs.

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