Torchwood IMs: Jack Discovers Something New
Title: Jack Discovers Something New
Chapter: 62
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness,
Author: a_silver_story
Genre Humour.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M.M graphic, not safe for work or for people with a nervous disposition.
Disclaimer: If I owned anything in this, I'd be a rich rich rich bitch. However, I am not a rich rich rich bitch so you may all, therefore, assume I own nothing. Which I don't. It all belongs RTD and the BBC, in case any of you didn't know.
Summary: Jack discovers what most of us got over back in 1998 ... then turns it perverse.
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JACK has entered the converastion
JACK: Ianto Ianto Ianto!
MR JONES: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
JACK: I've discovered PAINT!!
MR JONES: Gawd that's sooooooooooo Windows '98
MR JONES: Is all Phostoshop now, Jack.
JACK: *hmph* I was busy in '98.
JACK: Anyways ... I drew you ^_^
MR JONES: Oh gawd ... I don't know if I want to see it.
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: *sniff* it looks nothing like me. I'm not even that pale!!
JACK: You are too! I used the 'eyedropper' tool and everything [check out my technical jargon!]
MR JONES: I'm going to draw you now.
MR JONES: Accept incoming image
JACK: I'm not ORANGE!!!!!!
MR JONES: You are. I used the eyedropper tool.
JACK: *hmph* ¬_¬
JACK: I'm going to draw me and you.
MR JONES: OKay ... but make sure you put a NSFW warning ;)
JACK: A what-what?
MR JONES: Not Safe For Work.
JACK: Ohhhh. Right ... muaha hehehe.
JACK: I'm going to draw a nice picture of us.
MR JONES: Yeah yeah whatevs.
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww ... you soppy bastard. :)
JACK: I'm going to draw Torchwood next.
MR JONES: You do that.
JACK: I shall :)
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: Hang on. I can think of a few improvements ...
MR JONES: Accept incoming image
JACK: hhahhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahaha you gave Gwen balls!
JACK: ... and wonky boobs.
MR JONES: She asked me what I was doing mid-way through drawing and I laughed and smudged it. Luckily she was on the other side of the monitor. hehehe.
JACK: You bad bad man :P
MR JONES: I'm an angel, me 0:)
JACK: You got proof of that?
MR JONES: Accept Incoming File
JACK: Haha. Will you draw my next driving license?
MR JONES: I drew your last one :P
JACK: :P
JACK: Soooooo what else you up tuh?
MR JONES: I've just finished sticking eye and mouth stickers all over my desk stationary. I named my dopey In Tray Gwen but shhhh don't tell her :-P
JACK: I won't tell her you drew balls on her either.
JACK: Or wonky breasts :p
MR JONES: All this breast talk makes me want chicken
JACK: It makes me want breasts.
MR JONES: You want any kind of human body you can lay your 51st century mitts on
JACK: Especially Welshmen ;)
JACK: Welshmen in suits
JACK: Damn ... now there's a chain of shops that'd make a fortune ...
JACK: "Come an' get 'em!" - that could be our slogan!
MR JONES: "Our"?
MR JONES: I'm not pimping out Welshmen to time travellers, aliens and hysterical women.
JACK: You and your National Pride *grumbles*
JACK: :p
MR JONES: LOL it was more of a moral thing, really :p
JACK: You could be the poster boy for the shops. Ooooooo we could even start a trade in engraved dog tags ;P
MR JONES: *hmph* you're just looking to trade me in for a better model
JACK: Yeah. Maybe one who can walk in heels :-P
MR JONES: Haha. What would you need him to walk in heels for?
JACK: I dunno. I was just trying to think of something that you can't actually do, and that's the only thing think I can think of.
MR JONES: Ugh. I'm drowning in your soppy-ness :P
JACK: I wish I was drowning in the pools of a thousand blues that are your eyes
MR JONES: I'm gonna be sick. ;)
JACK: I'm going to draw you again.
JACK: And I'm not going to be soppy this time *hmph*
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: JAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! You can't send me stuff like that at work :P
JACK: I'm the boss :P
MR JONES: You missed two important details ...
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Hahahahahahahahaha :D
JACK: What was the second detail? Other than me with a raging erection and camera?
MR JONES: I added my tags :)
JACK: Ohhhhh yeahhh! :D
MR JONES: :)
JACK: Do you like wearing those?
MR JONES: Yep.
JACK: :)
JACK: Oooooo I've just thought of something we haven't done for a while!
MR JONES: What?
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: We haven't done that because you keep messing everything up >:(
JACK: *pouts*
JACK: What do you want to do, then?
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Awww yeah we'll have to do that :)
MR JONES: Yay! Finally - you're going to have a proper bath!
JACK: Heyy I'm a shower guy.
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: ugh we have shower sex all. the. time.
JACK: Fine. I'll think of something new for us to try.
MR JONES: Go on then. *Rolls eyes*
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: We don't have one of those :(
JACK: I'll get us one ;)
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Mmmmmm that looks delicious :p
MR JONES: It's two stick men *rolls eyes*
JACK: They're very realistic. *nods with authority*
JACK: Your legs have turned to jelly :p
MR JONES: Shush you :-P
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: Simple pleasures :-P
JACK: I've got another one: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: I'm fed up of you asking me to do that again *rolls eyes*
MR JONES: You have to get me properly worked up first ;)
JACK: How? *puppy eyes*
MR JONES: I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually ...
MR JONES: Anyways ... I wanna go home now :)
JACK: I'm going with you xx
JACK: Just one more piccie tho
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: Awwwww.
MR JONES: *sigh* you've turned into a clingy girlfriend.
JACK: *hmph*
MR JONES: But Jack?
JACK: Yeah ¬_¬
MR JONES: Love you too xx
MR JONES has left the conversation
FIN
I've been meaning to do something like this for a while ... I tried doing it with the post-its, but the plot bunny kept making Gwen find them. I decided that Ianto had suffered enough this past couple of weeks, so I was very nice to him :)
And didn't I promise my minions fluff? Didn't I? Didn't I??????
Hmmm ... let's have some more fluffsies tomorrow!!! Yay!!!!!
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Chapter: 62
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness,
Author: a_silver_story
Genre Humour.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M.M graphic, not safe for work or for people with a nervous disposition.
Disclaimer: If I owned anything in this, I'd be a rich rich rich bitch. However, I am not a rich rich rich bitch so you may all, therefore, assume I own nothing. Which I don't. It all belongs RTD and the BBC, in case any of you didn't know.
Summary: Jack discovers what most of us got over back in 1998 ... then turns it perverse.
FIRST PART | Ianto and Gwen's IM's
PREVIOUS | Torchwood Index/Masterlist
62 |
JACK has entered the converastion
JACK: Ianto Ianto Ianto!
MR JONES: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
JACK: I've discovered PAINT!!
MR JONES: Gawd that's sooooooooooo Windows '98
MR JONES: Is all Phostoshop now, Jack.
JACK: *hmph* I was busy in '98.
JACK: Anyways ... I drew you ^_^
MR JONES: Oh gawd ... I don't know if I want to see it.
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: *sniff* it looks nothing like me. I'm not even that pale!!
JACK: You are too! I used the 'eyedropper' tool and everything [check out my technical jargon!]
MR JONES: I'm going to draw you now.
MR JONES: Accept incoming image
JACK: I'm not ORANGE!!!!!!
MR JONES: You are. I used the eyedropper tool.
JACK: *hmph* ¬_¬
JACK: I'm going to draw me and you.
MR JONES: OKay ... but make sure you put a NSFW warning ;)
JACK: A what-what?
MR JONES: Not Safe For Work.
JACK: Ohhhh. Right ... muaha hehehe.
JACK: I'm going to draw a nice picture of us.
MR JONES: Yeah yeah whatevs.
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww ... you soppy bastard. :)
JACK: I'm going to draw Torchwood next.
MR JONES: You do that.
JACK: I shall :)
JACK: Accept incoming image
MR JONES: Hang on. I can think of a few improvements ...
MR JONES: Accept incoming image
JACK: hhahhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahaha you gave Gwen balls!
JACK: ... and wonky boobs.
MR JONES: She asked me what I was doing mid-way through drawing and I laughed and smudged it. Luckily she was on the other side of the monitor. hehehe.
JACK: You bad bad man :P
MR JONES: I'm an angel, me 0:)
JACK: You got proof of that?
MR JONES: Accept Incoming File
JACK: Haha. Will you draw my next driving license?
MR JONES: I drew your last one :P
JACK: :P
JACK: Soooooo what else you up tuh?
MR JONES: I've just finished sticking eye and mouth stickers all over my desk stationary. I named my dopey In Tray Gwen but shhhh don't tell her :-P
JACK: I won't tell her you drew balls on her either.
JACK: Or wonky breasts :p
MR JONES: All this breast talk makes me want chicken
JACK: It makes me want breasts.
MR JONES: You want any kind of human body you can lay your 51st century mitts on
JACK: Especially Welshmen ;)
JACK: Welshmen in suits
JACK: Damn ... now there's a chain of shops that'd make a fortune ...
JACK: "Come an' get 'em!" - that could be our slogan!
MR JONES: "Our"?
MR JONES: I'm not pimping out Welshmen to time travellers, aliens and hysterical women.
JACK: You and your National Pride *grumbles*
JACK: :p
MR JONES: LOL it was more of a moral thing, really :p
JACK: You could be the poster boy for the shops. Ooooooo we could even start a trade in engraved dog tags ;P
MR JONES: *hmph* you're just looking to trade me in for a better model
JACK: Yeah. Maybe one who can walk in heels :-P
MR JONES: Haha. What would you need him to walk in heels for?
JACK: I dunno. I was just trying to think of something that you can't actually do, and that's the only thing think I can think of.
MR JONES: Ugh. I'm drowning in your soppy-ness :P
JACK: I wish I was drowning in the pools of a thousand blues that are your eyes
MR JONES: I'm gonna be sick. ;)
JACK: I'm going to draw you again.
JACK: And I'm not going to be soppy this time *hmph*
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: JAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! You can't send me stuff like that at work :P
JACK: I'm the boss :P
MR JONES: You missed two important details ...
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Hahahahahahahahaha :D
JACK: What was the second detail? Other than me with a raging erection and camera?
MR JONES: I added my tags :)
JACK: Ohhhhh yeahhh! :D
MR JONES: :)
JACK: Do you like wearing those?
MR JONES: Yep.
JACK: :)
JACK: Oooooo I've just thought of something we haven't done for a while!
MR JONES: What?
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: We haven't done that because you keep messing everything up >:(
JACK: *pouts*
JACK: What do you want to do, then?
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Awww yeah we'll have to do that :)
MR JONES: Yay! Finally - you're going to have a proper bath!
JACK: Heyy I'm a shower guy.
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: ugh we have shower sex all. the. time.
JACK: Fine. I'll think of something new for us to try.
MR JONES: Go on then. *Rolls eyes*
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: We don't have one of those :(
JACK: I'll get us one ;)
MR JONES: Accept Incoming Image
JACK: Mmmmmm that looks delicious :p
MR JONES: It's two stick men *rolls eyes*
JACK: They're very realistic. *nods with authority*
JACK: Your legs have turned to jelly :p
MR JONES: Shush you :-P
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: Simple pleasures :-P
JACK: I've got another one: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: I'm fed up of you asking me to do that again *rolls eyes*
MR JONES: You have to get me properly worked up first ;)
JACK: How? *puppy eyes*
MR JONES: I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually ...
MR JONES: Anyways ... I wanna go home now :)
JACK: I'm going with you xx
JACK: Just one more piccie tho
JACK: Accept Incoming Image
MR JONES: Awwwww.
MR JONES: *sigh* you've turned into a clingy girlfriend.
JACK: *hmph*
MR JONES: But Jack?
JACK: Yeah ¬_¬
MR JONES: Love you too xx
MR JONES has left the conversation
FIN
I've been meaning to do something like this for a while ... I tried doing it with the post-its, but the plot bunny kept making Gwen find them. I decided that Ianto had suffered enough this past couple of weeks, so I was very nice to him :)
And didn't I promise my minions fluff? Didn't I? Didn't I??????
Hmmm ... let's have some more fluffsies tomorrow!!! Yay!!!!!
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