The Pumpkin Queen

Greetings, all! Jackie Skellington, at your service. I deal in screams, jumps, and all things that go bump in the night. If you have need of me, feel free to give a shout. {Indie Roleplay Blog for a Fem!Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas. Willing to work with OCs, other fandoms, and mun and muse are over eighteen.}

[ncvinovat]

Adam wasn’t terribly social. Not with anyone. He had never been overly interested in the goings-on of the modern world, what with all its technological advances and self-destructive tendencies. The past three hundred years had proven to be less civilized than a man from his time would have expected.

Adam shifted slightly, pressing his back against the wall of the nearest building, uncertain whether to say something to her or not. Were he to speak, inform her that he wasn’t interested in companionship, in knowing people, it would surely come across the wrong way. If he refused, trudged away in silence, there was an even greater chance that this woman would follow him, know where to find him when it was she wanted. And while neither of these outcomes were remotely  C L O S E  to what Adam wanted, the latter of the two was far worse than the first.

"I’m not interested," he said simply. "I would rather be ALONE.”

Saying it aloud hadn’t quite the effect he had intended. Quite the opposite. It forced into his head the last minutes to which he had held over days wasted away without sleep, staring blankly at the points throughout the run-down house where she had frequented.

Clenching his jaw, his feet moved, the subtle sound of weight rising from beneath his boots, hands shoved into pockets.

"Leave it be…"

[scrxamlikeme]

Jackie’s expression fell, and her feet stuttered to a stop. It wasn’t the first time she had been turned down for conversation since she came here, certainly. The difference of course was that before it had always come from humans, and that hadn’t been a surprise. She knew she was unaccustomed to how things were done anymore, and she did feel rather awkward in her new body. That being said, as soon as she realized the man in the club hadn’t just been a human, she was excited she had found someone who she had at least one thing in common with.

"Right. Of course, so sorry. As I said…" Jackie trailed off, clearing her throat and flashing a small, awkward smile. “Well, you don’t need to hear any of that again. If you…decide to change your mind, then I’m at the club quite often, or, well, I’m staying in one of those houses,” she pointed down the block from them, “The blue one. Just, if you ever would like to talk.”

For just a second, Jackie lingered, before nodding to herself and turning away.

[ncvinovat]

The questions were shrugged off, a hand sifting through pockets for a few folded bills, slapping them on the table though he had declined every drink offered throughout the course of the night. With that done, Adam kept his gaze fixed low as he stood, the thermos rolling into the fold of the seat upon which he had perched. Weaving in and out of those in attendance of what appeared to be some game or party night, he nudged the door open with a boot and slipped out into the dark.

People always wanted to ask questions, to pry. It was old and boring, having strangers trying to open him up. What was inside, anyway? The same old shit as the rest of them carried. Just flesh and bones and a heap of emotions that were like sitting on NEEDLES. So what was it that made his thoughts so much more interesting than the rest of them?

[scrxamlikeme]

Jackie rushed to follow after him, trying to think about what she’d said. She rarely meant offense to people, but it was hard, everything was so different from when she was alive. Of course, the man in question was no more human than Jackie herself, but he still loved amongst them, unlike her. She had to do a little half jog to catch up with the man. She’d always been tall - moreso when she looked as she was meant to - but he was still taller.

"I’m very sorry!"

"I’m still adjusting, you see. But, I swear to you, no more questions.” It was a difficult promise for Jackie to make, because she was so intensely curious. She wasn’t sure exactly who he was, what he was, but she did know that he wasn’t human. Not living human, anyway. “Back home - I’m not from here, you see - I have this…well, I have this friend, Sally, and she usually helps me with such things. I mostly just…stay in the tower, in the lab.” Jackie laughed, not sure if she should point out that she was a woman of science. If there was one thing she knew, it was that humans that were very unlike the others often didn’t get on very well with scientists. She’d watched many films about it since she arrived.

[ncvinovat]

                 Eyes still leveled at the tabletop, Adam said nothing,                  drawing a finger up and down the length of the thermos                  at his side. Within, his prize. A scant few meals taken                               — S T O L E N —                  from those who had more right to live than he.                  But with that satisfying tang still pulsing through                  his mouth, Adam found it difficult to fully regret the                  decision. Perhaps a part of that was due to the time                  that had passed since the last vanishings.

   ”A drink, ” the vampire repeated, tone    bearing no emotion. “…No. I have what       it is I need.”

                                                   The exception, of course, being a lithe                                                    shoulder for him to rest his head on as                                                    he hid behind shades, feeling nimble                                                    fingers  c o m b  through his hair. Her smell,                                                    the touch of her cold skin, the knowledge                                                    that she would be there again when he woke                                                    at dusk. In that respect, he had nothing.                                                    Nothing but a bewildering puzzle set before                                                    him, a question he had attempted to answer                                                    for years now:

            How was one to kill a vampire?

[scrxamlikeme]

Jackie loved, perhaps more than anything to see people scared out of their wits. Sadness, she didn’t handle so well. What, she wondered, was one supposed to do?

For a long moment, she looked over the man’s features. Probably, she should leave him to his thoughts. Cheering people up, although often a helpful effect of what she did, was certainly not her speciality.

Suddenly, Jackie felt rather uncomfortable in the flesh she was inhabiting and her smile dropped.

"You…are troubled." she leaned forward, curiosity clear in her eyes. “Tell me why, please. You’ve seen a lot, yes? What is it that has put you into such a slump?” Jackie wasn’t being intentionally presumptuous. She only got to leave her town once a year, but if she had been able to live on Earth, every single day, she fancied she would be happier than she’d ever been before.

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[mizenscen-blog]

[halloweenskellington]

[photow]

[darkmorbid]

[ncvinovat]

         With a   s i g h,   the glass rose, metallic container concealed at his          side beneath the table. Just a taste to get their scent out of his head         — just one — and he would be gone again. The zombies wouldn’t be          the wiser, and Adam himself could sleep well enough come dawn          with the knowledge that there was not a lifeless body in the street.

With the tumbling of the liquid down his throat, a contented look overcame him, the gleam in his eye muted, body relaxing into the plush of his corner perch, far more impassive and unimpressed with the dancing and lights of the club.

[scrxamlikeme]

It was almost as though she gravitated toward him, a man who had been alive - or, rather, dead - almost as long as she’d been. Jackie was practicing, though, trying to work on seeming more human, at least until she had to go home, so she didn’t open with that. She sort of just lingered and looked at him carefully, before stepping forward and smiling.

"Excuse me," Jackie beamed, "I’m Jackie. I was just curious about you, should I buy you a drink?" That was the way it was nowadays, wasn’t it? Not like it had been when Jackie was alive. All the women paying for things and asking other people things and drinking in a way that Jackie had to admit she found admirable. They were almost as straightforward as her friends back in Halloweentown.

[scrxamlikeme]

Questions And Answers || Closed

[bruceandtheotherguy]

He spent most of his days in quiet solitude. It was something of a lonely life, but he found enjoyment in his work, and now and then one of the other Avengers would stop by for a visit, so he managed, and spent the time he could doing his research.

He wasn’t too surprised by the knock on the door; perhaps one of the other needed something. Tony in particular liked to come to him when he was having problems. Running his fingers through his hair, Bruce stood, ensuring he looked presentable before he went to answer the door.

He was surprised, when he opened it, to see an unfamiliar face. Bruce shifted a little, frowning slightly in confusion. “Oh. Uh. Hello. Can I help you?”

[scrxamlikeme]

A bright smile stretched across Jackie’s lips when Bruce answered the door and she stuck her hand out enthusiastically, nodding her head. Of course, she was still getting used to the shorter and less dexterous limbs, but it had only been a week or so, she was sure she would get better.

“Yes, sir, Doctor Banner. I’m just doing a piece on you for my university’s paper, and I was wondering if I could ask a few questions. “ Jackie hoped that he would believe her lie as easily as the woman on the phone had, since she had no real reason to be here other than that she was curious about his intelligence. She had honestly never seen a person so impressive.

[cxnscriptor]

That was kind of an odd question to ask, but he wasn’t going to deny her. It was just a conversation she was going to start,  anyway. He thought about it for a moment, looking down at his glass with a small "Hmm," coming from him.      "Death, I suppose. Spiders touching me.       Clowns. The normal stuff, really.”

[scrxamlikeme]

There’s a vibe, one she can’t remember having felt for decades, probably. But that can’t be right, and so she brushes it off, sticking out a hand and offering a bright grin. Her free hand closes around a rum and Coke from the bartender, a small sigh of relief escaping her lips. She can’t honestly recall the last time she had alcohol. ”I’m Jackie, Jackie Skellington. You seem an interesting fellow, you know.”

[scrxamlikeme]

{Lurking on mobile...I believe I have 3 replies to get to, but I'm a little busy tonight so I may not until tomorrow. I am so sorry lovelies. That being said, like for a starter! x}

[wanderlust-heart]

[incursu]

If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V , please reblog

[scrxamlikeme]

I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever… And i’m annoyed… So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this… It’d be very appreciated.

[cxnscriptor]

     "Hm? Oh, yeah. No problem." They’re in a jazz          bar, and he wonders what a pretty lady like she          was doing here, but he didn’t question her, just          going back to his drink.

[scrxamlikeme]

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, sir, but what sorts of things scare you?” Jackie still wasn’t great with speaking to living, normal people, but she knew this man was familiar, there was just something about him. She couldn’t place faces very well, but fears, she was great with them. That was why she was queen.

[scrxamlikeme]

Curiosity Killed The Cat || Closed

It was so completely and utterly amazing! Vampires, werewolves, things Jackie had always believed were kept strictly to Halloweentown and only let into the real world once a year were roaming around as casually as any living person! Even the undead were here! Of course, they were in the form of ghosts, but still. There was nothing that could have been more interesting to Jackie. Which was why she spent so much time reading up on it. The books were hard to find because, evidently, most people remained unaware these things existed. That being said, Jackie had her tricks, and she got her hands on the books. And then she went searching for a real life example of this phenomenon. She wasn’t armed with anything other than a backpack filled with library books. Because she genuinely believed that no harm would come to her. Just when she could swear she was coming upon something, Jackie saw a flash of red hair and beamed happily, suddenly reminded of Sally back home. Such a good friend. In her haze of memory, she didn’t realize she’d ran smack into the owner of the red hair. ”Excuse me, ma’am, wasn’t looking where I was walking.”

[justdrivingthebus-archive-deact]

block and report this stupid blog

it’s absolutely disgusting. please report it; the marvel fandom doesn’t need this.

[scienceandstardust-archives-blog]

As if the anon hate wasn’t bad enough in this fandom. Now we have to have a blog enabling it? Really?