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Secrets in the Static

Jameson Jackson was born with blood on his hands, put there by one who was born the same. Jameson Jackson was born with silver strings pulled taut around his wrists, controlled by a master that he can’t remember. He can’t remember. But his brothers can’t forget. After they had collected their shivering little brother, Anti’s own demonstration of how far his power stretches, they all made a pact with one another. Not a single one of them would dare breathe a word of this to their dapper man. He didn’t deserve to carry the burden that had been thrust upon him mere minutes after his creation. Ignorance is bliss after all.

They never believed that JJ meant anything to Anti past that video. They had thought that he had gotten bored of their baby brother. They had thought he was safe. But Anti had been in their heads. He knew how fiercely they all loved, how it could cloud their judgements and become their weakness. He knew exactly how much they would do for this puppet. JJ was a blank slate, and oh how beautiful a masterpiece he would create with their own devotion as his chalk. 

It was only two weeks after JJ’s initial possession that Anti made his first move. The glitch appeared before the littlest ego. At first JJ had tried to ignore him, thinking that it was just his imagination, a mirage of sorts. But the ghost kept appearing, getting closer and closer until there was no room left to deny his reality.

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Decided to make some ego wallpapers as well! Here we have Marvin, Anti, and Schneep!

Southward

Fantasy Masks AU: Chapter Eight

A JSE Fanfic

This chapter is pretty short (by my standards.) I sat down intending to get to the action, but I realized I couldn’t skip straight to it and there was all this other stuff that had to come first, so I decided to put all that into its own part and included some conversations between characters so it wasn’t just all exposition lol. Here, Chase and Henrik and a bunch of others all travel south, getting ready to rescue Marvin. Will they make it in time? Who knows? All I know is that shit’s going down soon. Enjoy this shorter part before that.

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Even though it was in the name, Chase hadn’t expected the flatlands to be so…flat.

It wasn’t as though he’d never been on flat ground before. The floors of houses were fixed, as were the grounds where farms raised their crops, and even in the mountains there were stretches of level land. But he’d never been in an area that was so consistently flat. It was a bit unusual. He felt out of his element. If he’d known it would be like this, he might not have agreed to join the group sent to rescue Marvin.

Of course, he was honored that Henrik asked him to come. He could tell that everyone else on this mission was much more experienced than he was. Henrik himself was coming, as were Lukas and Tripp, meaning about half the leadership of Wyvernlair was currently not there. A sign of how important this was. But still. Part of him couldn’t help but feel he might be a liability, being so far out of his element.

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O-O okay good to know

fun obscure ego fact: anti's favorite type of alcohol..........

is ✨ 𝒋𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒏 ✨

"Why are you resisting?" Anti please!

Green – red – white – black – The world around him had been swallowed up in those clashing, blinding colors. Jameson’s eyes and ears were pounding, stirring hot sparks of pain as he shook his head against the intrusion, but it felt as if the more he fought it, the harder it became to form his own thoughts. Worse, the monster was turning them against him, whispering them back in the static as his words.

Not…a puppet!

“A pu̡p̨̧p̵̵̶e̵͟͜t…A pup̡̕͡ṕ̸͞ȩt…”

Leave me…alone…

“A͡l͜o͏͘n̡͡e…A͜͢lwa̸̵ỳs͜ ̶̧͡a̡lơņ̵e…”

With every passing moment he could feel his body falling number and limper in Anti’s grasp, knees buckling. With mocking gentleness Anti lowered him down, letting him kneel. Using what little strength he had left, Jameson shook his heavy head once more, slurring something too garbled and pained for his speech slides to catch. Green, red, white, black –

“Why͜ aŕ̀e͘ ̨ỳơu̶̶ r̛es͟i̧͜͠s̨̀t͏͏͢i̵̕n͡g͠? T͠͡he p̴á͠i̧n͢ ̴oņ̀͡l͘͟y la̛şt̸͢͡s͞ ̡͡a͜s̢ lon̴̢g͝ ą̵͘ş̢ yo̵u ̷f͠i̡g͠h̴͘t ̷i̸̡t̷̀, b͞҉͠oy.” 

With the faintest of strokes to Jameson’s cheek, the static changed, drawing a faint gasp. It smoothed and quickened within him, pouring to the tips of his toes and filling him to the crown of his head. At the very edge of his mind, however, there was a gap, a gap that hurt – the last resistance. It hammered between his eyes, aching, screaming. He stood on a precipice with a wave of static frozen over him. Green, red, white, black –

The wave…It would feel so good, it would soothe that last pain.

Green – red – white – black.

W̶e̴à͠k̀͜ – b͜͏l͢e̸̶̕e͏ḑ – f̡̡́ơ͘r͢ge̴̛t – s͜le̴e̡p.

The wave crashed and he drowned in it.

A Basic Breakdown Of My Vampire Egos from My Base Vampire AU

Dark: Was turned by Actor in the 1920's, a small sliver of The Manor Entity is stuck in his soul and has influence over him. He fought to maintain his sanity for 30 years, but Celine's death broke him and The Sliver gained a lot of power. He's now obsessed with building a "family". He picks a target, stalks them, lovebombs them, makes them dependent on him, and turns them. He always asks first, only two have said no. He turned them anyway. He gaslights the family a lot, and basically keeps the entire city they live by under his thumb to make hunting easier.

Doc: Didn't want to be turned, always trying to escape. Vampires need to feed once a day to be healthy, Doc will push himself to almost two weeks without feeding. He despises Dark. He's forced to be the family doctor. Whenever he tries to escape, Dark always manages to catch him again. But Doc is made of Spite and A Moral Compass, so he always tries again. Dark's favorite, because Dark sees a lot of Damien in Doc and wants Doc to become just like Dark.

Bim: A total asshole. Raised by neglectful and abusive rich parents, he became obsessed with Getting Attention and Taking His Rage Out On Others. Also has the world's biggest ego. He runs the city's most popular gameshow, and no-one realizes that the contestants actually die. Everyone thinks it's CGI and special effects, and Dark helps cover up that the murders are real. Bim wants to be Dark's favorite more than anything, and is violently jealous that Dark pays so much attention to Doc. If Dark wasn't there to stop him, Bim would kill Doc.

Bing: A cyborg-vampire. He woke up in a junkyard with no memories, only know that he was a cyborg and his assigned name was Bing. He made his way to the city and met Dark while working a shitty job, and Dark became Bing's only friend. Bing suffered a lot from overheating issues and such in the past, but becoming a vampire fixed all of that. Dark saved him, so hes blind to Dark's true nature. He just wants Doc to be happy, but in those efforts adds to the gaslighting and invalidation of Doc's feelings because he just can't believe that Dark has any plans or feelings for them other than Caring. Best friends with Yancy.

Yancy: First person fully turned by Dark in the 50's, very soon after Celine died. At first he was horrified and fled but after killing his parents in a fit of Feral Hunger he went back to Dark as a form of self-punishment. Now convinces himself that Dark's belief of "Everyone is in The Family because Fate Says They Should Be" is true, because otherwise it means his parents died for less than no reason. Former musical actor, now only hums tunes to himself when no-one else is around. Best friends with Bing.

Host: Same basic backstory as in the Cyndago videos, but when he got shot Dark (whom had been his friend for a while) smelled the blood while walking over and came in. Dark turned Host right before Host bled out. Host's powers mutated thanks to the Vampire DNA and he lost his eyes. Very antisocial, spends most of his time in his room narrating what's happening with The Family and The Hunters. Lies to Dark about how strong his powers are so the story can play out naturally with no-one at any extreme advantages.

Eric: Almost died in the bus crash that killed his brothers, but Dark was also on the bus with him and turned him to save him. Eric is forever grateful to Dark for taking him away from Derek and fully believes that Dark is a good person and keeps them all safe. Spends most of his time in The Manor because Dark takes advantage of his anxiety disorder to keep him close. Drinks mainly from Blood Bags gathered by The Googles rather than going out and hunting.

The Googles: Androids that Dark found and brought home for Bing to repair. They were altered to have fangs and bags in their stomachs so they can gather extra blood so The Family always has an emergency store at home. Also Dark's personal weapons/bounty hunters. When Dark can't do something in-person he'll send a Google.

Wilford: Turned by Actor, not Dark, unlike the rest of The Family. Lost his mind because he couldn't handle being a monster and needing to kill to live, so his mind stopped processing that Death is permanent to alleviate the guilt. Mysterious powers that even he doesn't really understand, but as long as he doesn't cause too much trouble he's pretty much allowed to do whatever he wants.

Mark: A Vampire Hunter, in the world-wide Hunter organization. Also a vampire turned by Dark. Dark intended to bring him into The Family, but Mark woke up halfway through turning into a vampire and managed to escape. He was rescued by The DA and they're now best friends, and the best Hunters in the entire organization.

The DA: Was the first person Damien bit the morning he woke up a vampire, but was only half-turned. They live forever, but their strength and speed are capped (other vampires just get stronger and faster forever with no limits). Was a nomad for many years before The Hunters picked them up with the promise of Curing them someday. Had many trust issues before Mark came along and showed them how to have friends again. Likes knitting. Despises Dark because he's "a monster parading around in their dead best friend's body."

Celine: Fled The Manor after a close call where Actor almost bit her, and dedicated her life to finding a Cure for vampirism. Later she learned William had been turned as well, and even later that Damien had been. She put Damien and William up in the family cabin and brought them weekly blood bags while she and a team of gifted scientists/alchemists/magic users/scholars all searched for a cure. Sadly the stress and strain cut her life short, and she passed away in the cabin holding Damien's hand hopeful for her brother's future.

(Sadly, her group was taken over by someone greedy and horrible after he murdered Celine's chosen successor, and this group became The Hunters.)

Actor: Was turned by The Manor. The more souls The Manor controls, the more powerful it is and the more it can expand the borders of it's power. Actor was intended to be the tool to gather souls, starting with his family, but it all went wrong. Actor now refuses to ever leave The Manor, and spends all his time waiting by the door for his family to return. He's certain that they will, eventually, and refuses to turn anyone until they come back. The Manor has tried to force him to turn stray hikers who wander onto The Grounds, but with only Actor under it's control it's too weak to fully break his resolve.

And that's the basic summary! Though there's many iterations of this AU. Like the Sia RP. That's a whole other ballgame (that you can read on @a-vamp-and-a-half) or the many Anon Jim RP threads (also on @a-vamp-and-a-half but I'm bad at organizing so I'm sorry it's so scattered)

Just... a p̷u̶p̵p̴e̵t~ (Glitch Warning!)

A friend inspired me to make this.... I planned it to be an animation but now it's an animatic I guess :')

(I kinda fell for evil JJ... ahhhh)

Been awhile since I have written/posted something here, mostly cause I get scared to and being busy-- but! Here!

No Escape

Warnings: anxiety, possession of sorts, paranoia

Characters: Jameson, Anti

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A cold night, breeze that chills one to the bone and a mute enter this scene. What a fine scene this is. The silent one brings his arms to his sides to rub against himself, maybe that'll get him warm. He hopes so.

It's not too long of trip left to his small little home, it's just a horrid night out. Especially without a proper coat or ride home.

This would have been just a task to get through, that is until a voice interrupts the air.

Oh Jameson~! I need ta chat with ya', some business you and I have. A shame we haven't had the time ta do this sooner. Hurry up and get home now.

Jameson froze in his steps, eyes wide with fear for the return of the demon. He was supposed to be gone! Not messing with him again- Nonono!

No! JJ feels the cold air choking him, wrapping its icy fingers around his grey tinted throat. Stealing his already sparse breath. He reaches up at his neck, grabbing the hands to-- Grabbing his throat to remind himself his throat is not being choked.

I have to get home- There's no where else.

With that, he rushes to his home. Hoping what he heard was just an awful trick of the mind, and that he can just focus on getting warm.

The dapper man enters his home, closing the door behind him with a turn of the lock. It's quiet here.. No usual weird noises that come from being tormented. No noise from his tv, he remembered to not leave it on this time.

He almost forgets that he was told to hurry home.

Well well... You did hurry home. I'm glad you still cooperate nicely with me. Like a pair you and I.

Oh God no.

Jameson shakes in his spot. There it is. The sound of static, leeching energy from all the other sounds of life and killing it. The only sound now is static. The fucking static!

Go away! I have no business with you, demon! You're supposed to be gone.

Ahahah! You really think you could keep me away? I will never be away from you. No more.

He can't! No. . . The puppeteer heads into the living room, where the tv is there. On, because he forgot to turn it off and playing a static channel. Jameson turns the tv off, he could've sworn he remembered this time.

You will leave! You're not welcome here.

A low chuckle seeps into the dark corners of Jameson's mind. Then the black fills his vision, just before he collapses.

I meant it when I said I will never be away from you. I'm inside your head.

All the boys!!!