#jsecu

[daka-d3monb0y]

Does anyone know somewhere I can buy Chase Brody's hat?

The company that used to sell it stopped but I'd like to buy one somewhere. Anyone selling one privately?

It's a grey nerf hat or something.

[focailmarbh]

Becomings - Part one/?

Hard drives. Pictures, music, videos, programs, applications... memories. The entity was more than familiar with storage of any and all types. Hundreds of years of traversing through electric pulses, then radio waves, then eventually wifi, will assist in learning a few things about human technology. In fact, the entity was somewhat of a walking virus-ridden hard drive himself, uploading himself to computers and destroying them just for fun, travelling through e-mails from one to the next.

For most of his life, since that first bolt of lighting to the earth, he had not been strong enough to have a form. He was a invisible ball of electric energy in the air, watching, waiting, growing. As humans unlocked the secrets of electricity, and as radio and wifi signals began to surround the entirety of earth, he finally could do it. His first breath like the spark of live wire, he took shape.

The first form he took was a translucent, hardly-existent animal. A small, shivering dog opening new-born eyes that spark with red, blue, and green streaks of pure electric power. Fresh eyes, they saw. And what they saw was enough to make the entity sick for the first time in its life. The sight of his own scrawny, bony black fur soaked by rain, that the dark grass of the field could be seen through, made him queasy. After only a few stumbling steps through the wooded field, he grimaced.

"This won't do... This won't do at fucking all." His first tangible thought aside from destruction. The desire for more. The desire for power.

He dissipates, jumping his energy to the nearest computer. He just had to be out in the middle of nowhere.

"Augh, fuck it..." he heard the distinctly Irish and distinctly annoyed voice of a young man through the microphone as he entered the computer, causing it to glitch and freeze up as he planned to stay the night and regain his energy.

"Man fuck this," the voice huffed. Darkly curious of who's computer was his current victim, he accessed the camera. A young man with round, baby blue eyes and short brown hair was staring annoyingly at the screen with his eyebrows furrowed determinedly as he tapped the mouse repeatedly, trying to get the screen to respond.

The entity felt a pang in it's metaphorical chest. The man was, at least in his mind, gorgeous, in a quirky, wiry way. His eyes in particular. Those deep skies of eyeballs... He stared through the screen intensely, accidentally causing the green light indicative of the camera to BING on, lighting up the man's face green in the darkness of the room and causing his to widen his eyes softly in surprise, then quirk his eyebrows downward, his face turning a annoyed mix of frustrated and curious and he mashed the keyboard to try and get a response.

That's when the entity felt it... Electricity? He had never paid much attention to the humans behind the screen, but now that he stopped, stronger and more aware, to consider one up close, he could feel electricity. It pulsed through the entirety of the man's body, and the entity could make out the nerves, almost like live, hot wires.

The entity reaches... reaches toward it... and makes contact. The man screeches and falls off his chair, panting roughly and clutching his skull as his brain burns white hot with activity, and he nearly seizes before the entity releases him. The man groans and vomits on the wooden floor. "Wh...what th' fuck.." he mumbles before clamoring back into his chair and collapsing in it, staring at the vomit incredulously, flustered and disbelieving at what he just experienced.  

As for the entity, he felt *high* with the power coursing through him, the burst of strength coming from the man's brainwaves, from his very neurons, and of course what he had learned just from the few seconds of information he had transferred into himself. The man's name was Jack. He was an Irish man living in a cabin in the middle of the woods, alone. "Perfect..." the entity thought to himself. "Then no one but this fucker will be around to see me try this."

With strenuous effort, he pushed his energy outward and together, and found himself leaping forward from the computer, collapsing chest-to-chest with the man as a near-solid projection of pure electricity, crashing the chair to the side and duping them on the floor, luckily on the opposite side of the pile of vomit. The man screams loudly, but even louder when he realizes he is staring into an exact copy of his own eyes, dripping with blood. He scampers backward across the floor and whispers curses to himself, eyes wide and nearly vibrating with fear and the prickly feeling of his hairs standing up due to the electricity in the room. 

The entity's form coursed with pure, powerful, impossibly solid electricity. He was crouched on his knees. He stood, slowly, his form glitching between tangibility levels with raw power and energy, and with both love and destruction-lust in his eyes he raised his head to look down at the boy below him with trembling legs and wide matching eyes. "Hello, Jack," a gruff, crackling, glitching voice mimicked the pitch and tone of his stolen form's as the entity grinned. The lights short out with a loud, sizzling pop.

Jack nearly got out another scream as the entity took a step forward. But it was cut short as the entity's freshly formed reddened baby blue eyes rolled back in his skull and he collapsed onto the floor on his face only a few inches from Jack's feet, his body spasming and red and green pixels enveloping him for a few moments, his limbs twitching clonically for a few moments before he fell still, laying motionless.

Jack stared down at the somehow pixilated copy cat, panting anxiously, his eyes blanking over.

"What," he croaked out, "The fuck."

A/N: part one of much to come. i have a story to tell and it has to do with seven identical boys. 

[creative-robot]

*Wants to hug JJ* *Wants to hug Wilford* *Wants to hug Yancy* *Wants to hug Chase* *Wants to hug Illinois* *Wants to hug Shneep* *Wants to hug Dark* *Wants to hug Marvin* *Wants to hug Damien* *Wants to hug Abe* *Wants to hug Celine* *Wants to hug Remus* *Wants to hug Jackieboyman* *Wants to hug Deceit* *Wants to hug Google* *Wants to hug Virgil* *Wants to hug-

[fanaticallyperfect]

CHASE IS TRENDING #3 IN CANADA W H A T

[dg-laughing]

The JackSepticEye Cinematic Universe

Five hours later, it is complete! I'm super proud of how this turned out, and I had a lot of fun making it! Enjoy my JSECU trailer!

@happysingingturtles @sharky-g @iamliteraltrash1 @therealjacksepticeye

[fanaticallyperfect]

lol it's time to crack out the Chase playlist while i write this analysis of the whole short film ✌️ i really am committed to finish this shit

[creative-robot]

Can we officially start calling it the Jsecu (Jacksepticeye Cinimatic Universe) now or are we still calling this Phase Two

[fanaticallyperfect]

Does anyone know how Chase has two kids specifically? Like I know he has multiple kids as mentioned in DS and his power hour but I don't know where that came from specifically