13 - Video
--doesn't make sense. I know this isn't happening--
[Video clicks on, and for a moment, you just get a flash of Jim's palm. Then he moves a little way away, and for the first time in Barge history, the adult Jim Profit appears on the screen. He's sat on the floor of his room, the only visible light coming from the glare of his communicator. Instead of actually looking at it though, Jim is staring off into the darkness of his room, his eyes a little more wide than usual. When he speaks, it's a low murmur, pretty obviously directed at himself more than it is towards anyone who might be listening.]
I'm not here anymore. Children can only build out of what they know, I didn't just invent a whole-- everything. This isn't happening.
[His eyes flick down towards the screen now, and it becomes clear that other people's posts are playing across the unit. For a moment Jim watches them wordlessly, his expression slightly haunted, before he seems to make a decision.]
This'sehdream.
[His voice is almost inaudibly low at first, words slurring into one another, as if he's not fully aware that he's speaking them. It's only when he repeats himself, voice a little firmer, that it becomes obvious what he's saying:]
This is a dream.
[His expression steels and he reaches out to bat one hand across the side of the communicator, as if he expects his hand to pass straight through it. When his fingers come into contact with the solid body of the comm, Jim jerks them back to press them across his mouth. He looks shocked. His eyes are red ringed and wide, and for a moment it looks like he might actually cry. His reaction evens out quickly though, lowering his hand from his mouth, all expression drops away from Jim's face until he's just staring vacantly at the communicator. The feed doesn't end. Jim just keeps on staring.]
[ooc: This... isn't actually the hex! Kinda. Basically, after Jim tried to ditch her ass in port, Shego broke into Jim's room and emptied a certain "worst nightmares" potion that she got off Mozenrath into one of his bottles of wine. The Hex just guided his hand to the right bottle.
He is... tripping balls right now.]
[Video clicks on, and for a moment, you just get a flash of Jim's palm. Then he moves a little way away, and for the first time in Barge history, the adult Jim Profit appears on the screen. He's sat on the floor of his room, the only visible light coming from the glare of his communicator. Instead of actually looking at it though, Jim is staring off into the darkness of his room, his eyes a little more wide than usual. When he speaks, it's a low murmur, pretty obviously directed at himself more than it is towards anyone who might be listening.]
I'm not here anymore. Children can only build out of what they know, I didn't just invent a whole-- everything. This isn't happening.
[His eyes flick down towards the screen now, and it becomes clear that other people's posts are playing across the unit. For a moment Jim watches them wordlessly, his expression slightly haunted, before he seems to make a decision.]
This'sehdream.
[His voice is almost inaudibly low at first, words slurring into one another, as if he's not fully aware that he's speaking them. It's only when he repeats himself, voice a little firmer, that it becomes obvious what he's saying:]
This is a dream.
[His expression steels and he reaches out to bat one hand across the side of the communicator, as if he expects his hand to pass straight through it. When his fingers come into contact with the solid body of the comm, Jim jerks them back to press them across his mouth. He looks shocked. His eyes are red ringed and wide, and for a moment it looks like he might actually cry. His reaction evens out quickly though, lowering his hand from his mouth, all expression drops away from Jim's face until he's just staring vacantly at the communicator. The feed doesn't end. Jim just keeps on staring.]
[ooc: This... isn't actually the hex! Kinda. Basically, after Jim tried to ditch her ass in port, Shego broke into Jim's room and emptied a certain "worst nightmares" potion that she got off Mozenrath into one of his bottles of wine. The Hex just guided his hand to the right bottle.
He is... tripping balls right now.]