[The post is silent at the start. Well, not quite silent, more like the quiet of a room full of people waiting for something. Then, somewhere in the background, a recording of a violin and a guitar starts to play. When a voice starts singing, it's recognizable as Jak's - at least, to anyone who can make the connection ( Read more... )

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Jak leaned against the wall of the garage that formed the main gate of Spargus City, waiting for Rose to arrive. He loved the girl, really he did, but she took things far too seriously sometimes.

Either way, the arena was great stress relief. Especially since it got rid of Marauders faster, which was always a good thing. It occurred to Jak that he'd ( Read more... )

Well, it had happened; he and Pinky had finally been caught.

Jak sat in the defendant's box, looking around the courtroom with interest. He'd never been court-martialed before.

Huh, this is new. Everybody's decided to suddenly stop worrying about everything. Nice change.

Might as well take advantage of it have some fun. Anybody up for a game of Truth or Dare? If nobody cares if they look stupid... This oughta get interesting.

((OOC: Strikes not hackable. He's not affected, just having a bit of fun at the expense ( Read more... )

((Forward-dated to the very end of the alignment virus ( Read more... )

Glad I missed out on that virus thing people've been talking about.

I found something really weird, too. I swear whoever wrote this song was trying to do my life story or something; I can freaking hear it.

Seen a lot of people taking this one...

Jak

- a pinch of trustworthiness
- a pound of honesty
- 1/4 cup of wealth

Serve hot.
'What is your personality recipe?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Seems to fit, except for the wealth part. How it got that from my answers I've got no clue ( Read more... )

Name: Aether
Description: Jak's shadow is of a self-righteous, almost messianic demeanor, as if it knows exactly what's best for everyone - as one might guess from the fact that it wears a white robe and a shining, golden crown. But its skin is the ashen gray of a corpse, and it tends to descend randomly into snarling rage. In its Aggravated Form, ( Read more... )