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JANE SHEPARD: I HOPE HELL IS NICE AND WARM WHEN WE GET THERE. imagine jack being able to see hell. ever. he's well aware he'd never experience heaven again, but to be sent to any sort of afterlife would be a miracle. god would never let him die, would never let him pass over, even into the hundred foot flames of the devil's wheelhouse. there's a moment when he thinks about this, and then understands that she's being sarcastic. it's a human trait he's never gotten used to. why adjust to the snark of teasing when he could simply be as blunt as possible, and still have them believe he's joking? really, jack can't win. 'we're not going to hell. we're going to get rid of the body and then forget we know each other,' jack glances down at jane with a blank expression. 'help me with his feet,' @solesoldier.

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ETHEL CAIN: I DON'T WANNA KNOW THE DETAILS. 'fine,' the passenger door is closed with a not so gentle slam, jack settling into the seat next to hers, waiting for ethel to drive. her not having the knowledge of his past or where he's come from effected him very little ; in fact, it was probably for the best. strangers could get along without the weight of each other's stories. it's not as if he was interested in her life, either. how she came to be traveling around with blood lust in her eyes. the courtesy of explaining himself was for her benefit alone, but if she had no interest, than he wouldn't bother. 'let's go,' @freezeher.

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MASON GREENE: WHY'D YOU PICK ME? 'i didn't,' throughout his hundreds of years on this earth, jack has found little love in his heart. has forgotten, most times, that he has one, at all. it still beats inside of him - that much was clear by the way his body still worked, his legs still moved, his brain still tortured him - but that's all it was good for, keeping him alive ; something jack would stop, if he had any means of doing so. if he had a choice. but he doesn't. jack hasn't had a choice in anything since he killed his brother. and so for mason to think that jack has chosen him, picked him out of the billions of humans roaming the earth right now... no, mason found jack. mason pulled jack back from his own personal hell, the darkness that had taken him over completely, and showed him that living was okay, as long as he had something to live for. even if this mason wasn't exactly the same as the man jack had met all those years ago, it was still the man he found himself loving. when jack looks at mason, he feels a softness that had been previously foreign to him - reserved for the other man only. 'whatever brought us together doesn't need to be questioned,' he holds out a hand for mason to take. 'you're the only good thing that's ever happened to me. that's all you need to know,' @greenelight.

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ANNE MULLINS: IF YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING LATER, DINNER'S ON ME. aside from a few of the paranoid ones, jack found most humans to be too trusting. even the guarded few found someone they thought they knew well enough to give their lives and their secrets to. jack thought that was just one of their many weaknesses. anne was cautious because she had to be, but even she decided that jack could be trusted. at least enough to help her safe guard her bar. and to have dinner with. eyes move down to catch her own, standing where he usually stands, with his hands clasped in front of him. previously, he had been scanning the crowd, waiting to forcefully remove someone from the establishment. now his attention was on her, curiosity stifled with a dull stare. 'you want to take me to dinner?' he asks dully, confused by her offer. 'why?' @movemnt.

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KAILEE AMORE: DO YOU THINK THEY KNOW? 'yes,' the answer is plain, simple. given with truth, but no concern. the last time jack was truly worried about a human being was when his brother was still alive. now he looks at the three men standing a bit off in the distance, staring at him and the girl with knowing looks that they hoped would penentrate his skin. instead, all it did was irk jack a bit. not enough to allow it to effect him, but enough to glare back in their direction. 'do you feel unsafe?' jack questions down to kailee, unblinking. 'they won't get close enough to hurt you,' @fleuramor.

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kindness seemed like a false sense of security. he'd seen humans use it to their advantages, never meaning the gestures that they give from the supposed good places of their hearts, but manipulating others into believing it. jack could read people, and read people well. which is why the genuineness that radiated from magnolia, her gaze on him, the smile she gave, and the all over aura around her, confused him. frustrated him, even, because he didn't understand it. they had just met, and yet she's ready to walk beside him. it didn't make any sense. he kept his distance as they left his apartment, long legs slowing so that she could keep up. 'no,' not often, to her standards. every hundred years or so, when humans started to wonder why their mysterious neighbor wasn't aging. hands find jacket pockets, eyes remain in front of him. 'i don't like to move around,' a secret he's never told anyone, as dull as it is. and why he's made it so readily available to magnolia, he doesn't know. 'i've seen a lot of the world, and it's all the same. moving around doesn't make sense if there's nothing new,' @desafia / cont.

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i'll put out a plotting call as well, because i realize no one knows this character but me. so like this to plot, i can explain jack a bit, and come up with some ideas.

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random (chaotic) dialogue starters.

* is that all you have to say?

* tell me you love me or something, don’t just stand there!

* are you out of your fucking mind?

* it’s truly a wonder that you’re still alive.

* that’s not my name.

* that’s not my name and you know it.

* how many fingers am i holding up?

* i swear, it’s my dog’s fault.

* are you really going in there?

* that’s how people get killed in horror movies, you know?

* if you die on me after everything i’ve done for you… i’ll never forgive you.

* how could i ever forgive you?

* sometimes, everything shifts in the snap of a finger.

* stop yelling at me or i’ll tell them!

* would it kill you to hold my hand every now and then?

* just squeeze my ass and tell me everything will be okay.

* you’re all i need right now.

* you’re finally here, so i can fucking sleep.

* i told you to turn your music down!

* you’re not my parent!

* i didn’t steal your boyfriend, he came with me willingly.

* it’s taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.

* you know, people can hear you.

* do you ever think before you speak? you should try it.

* i’ll change your life, if you let me.

* will you go buy me tampons or not?

* please, close the door on your way out.

* keep your hands to yourself.

* what do you think they were thinking about? you know, when they died?

* do you think they know?

* it’s not my fault, it’s 4am and you’re fucking yelling at me!

* you’re a shit friend.

* you’re my best friend.

* you’re my only friend.

* i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there.

* tell me the truth, at least once.

* did you really cheat?

* i don’t wanna know the details.

* can i have some?

* i would kill for a nice glass of wine right now.

* you brought a knife to a gun fight, baby.

* you’re so stupid it kinda turns me on.

* i want you to meet my parents.

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"Bursting Angel"

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sharper (2023) sentence starters

looking for something?

how's that going?

if you're not doing anything later, dinner's on me.

i kinda like being single.

i'm sure it wasn't that bad.

do you still write?

things got dark for me, and i kinda just gave up.

is this real?

i really like you.

it's not your fault.

they're the only family i got.

i'm trying to maintain the illusion that i'm not a total nerd.

glad to see that you're doing okay.

who hasn't been borderline suicidal at some point in their life?

we actually met in a bookstore.

it's kind of uncomfortable there.

my dad and i don't really get along.

you're not a disappointment.

i'm not sure of anything.

i can give you the money.

maybe i didn't want you to know.

let's face it, we're practically strangers.

you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

what the fuck are you thinking?

you must be drunk.

don't you fucking move.

i need to trust you.

you can sleep there.

why'd you pick me?

what exactly are we doing here?

you've been doing really well. better than i expected.

i hate drinking alone.

don't do that. don't feel sorry for them.

you can't cheat an honest man.

we never feel sorry for the mark.

what is the matter with you?

room's got an amazing view.

i'm sorry about yesterday.

all night, all i could think about was being alone with you.

do you think this is funny?

i gave you everything, you know.

i don't want you here anymore.

if you're gonna steal, steal a lot.

i took it too far.

don't be jealous.

you want me gone.

i'm starting to feel like i'm the mark.

are you really doing this?

so you used me.

you don't have to go through this alone.

i didn't know you could cook.

i don't need you to do this for me.

why are you getting upset?

we're just doing the best we can.

i don't want your money.

i want you back.

you look a lot better.

did you feel anything for me?

put the gun down! put it down.

well, i'm a professional.

you can do what you want. i don't care.

are you behind this?

i didn't have anything to do with this.

i really could use someone like you.

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i miss this blog So Much, so i'm gonna reblog a meme. don't let it flop...

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i guess. journal entry

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dw you don’t have to see the movie to know about jack, he’s basically my oc anyway.

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saint sebastian by gerrit von honthorst // no light, no light by florence and the machine // la transverbération de sainte thérèse by josefa de obidos // nothing by drenge // the sacrifice of isaac by caravaggio // take me to church by hozier // the martyrdom of st. lawrence by massimo stanzione

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purity is a construct meant to shame you.