[The familiar distortions on his comm had left Jackie with a very eerie sense of foreboding that he couldn't shake no matter what he did to distract himself. Even his usual meditations were interrupted by feelings that he wasn't alone or that there might be someone...or something watching him ( Read more... )

[Well, it's summer and with not as much to do, Jackie is feeling a bit on the playful side and decides to indulge just a bit.]Good morning, students. I hope that you are all enjoying your summer break. I have decided to offer something for my students which will not only keep the lessons they learned fresh in their minds, but allow them further ( Read more... )

[The video starts with Jack sitting at his desk, the communicator propped up in front of him.  He has a...weary look on his face as though he'd been up all night.]Good evening.  I have a few, quick announcements that I would like to make ( Read more... )

He looks identical to a certain soft spoken instructor hear at the academy.  He even talks like him, though that is where the similarities end.  This man is in the bar down in Traverse Town.  His communicator has been set up at a table   As the video feed begins, you see the short statured instructor staring down what appears half a dozen less than ( Read more... )

[The video feed begins with Jackie moving to sit down in a chair, light smile on his face as he waves to the camera.]Hello everyone! For the newer students who may not know me, my name is Jackie Chan and I'm the research professor for the Academy ( Read more... )

[While it'd been a fair amount of time since the Mist had come, Jackie still hadn't fully processed the encounter.  Not even when having to contend with dark chi wizards, demon wizards, and oni ninja did he feel the kind of utter...hopelessness and despair the Mist brought.  It really wasn't a feeling he was used to.  Even when things were at their ( Read more... )

[How long had he been standing there?  Five minutes?  Ten?  Half an hour?  He couldn't tell anymore.  The moment that broadcast had come over the devices, only one thought had been paramount in Jackie's mind.  Saving his family.  But how could he?  Uncle was halfway across the world.  Jackie tried to imagine him and Toru being able to take care of ( Read more... )

[The starts running and it appears to be sitting on a desk pointing at an empty chair. A moment later, a Chinese man in his early thirties steps into view, sitting down in that chair and giving a smile. His English, though fluent, carries a heavy accent.]

Good afternoon. My name is Jackie Chan. I am an martial artist secret agent demon fighter ( Read more... )