#Jon Intro

[demongemz]

welcome to london, JON SNOW! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like KIT HARINGTON? well, no matter, we hear that you are 30 and working as a BODYGAURD FOR THE FARM. we also hear that you currently DON'T HAVE your memories from GAME OF THRONES and have a tendency to be LOYAL as well as STUBBORN.

DEMOGRAPHICS

Name: Jon Snow Aegon Targaryen Relatives: None that he remembers Occupation: BodyGaurd Birthday: 281 AC Age: 30 Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good Memory Status: Broken

BACKGROUND

Jon Snow, born Aegon Targaryen, is the son of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen, the late Prince of Dragonstone. From infancy, Jon is presented as the bastard son of Lord Eddard Stark, Lyanna's brother, and raised alongside Eddard's lawful children at Winterfell. Jon's true parentage is kept secret from everyone, including Jon himself, to protect him from those who seek the complete annihilation of House Targaryen. Jon joins the Night's Watch and is later elected as Lord Commander. As a result of several controversial decisions, such as allowing the wildlings to settle south of the Wall, Jon is murdered in a mutiny but is resurrected by the red priestess Melisandre. Freed from his Night's Watch vows, Jon and his half-sister Sansa Stark retake Winterfell from House Bolton, restoring House Stark's dominion over the North. Jon is declared King in the North. Jon negotiates with Daenerys Targaryen for an alliance against the White Walkers in the imminent Great War. Later he pledges himself and his army to Daenerys, with whom he falls in love, subsequently abdicating his throne and being named Warden of the North. Later, Jon learns his true lineage from Samwell Tarly, revealing Daenerys is his aunt. A dragon rider whose dragon was Rhaegal, he fights in the Battle of Winterfell, during which the Night King is defeated and the return of the Long Night is prevented. Afterward, Jon aids Daenerys in her resumed campaign to take the Iron Throne and participates in the Battle of King's Landing. However, when Daenerys lays waste to a surrendered King's Landing, Jon tries but is unable to dissuade her from more destruction and assassinates her to prevent further carnage. Following a Great Council in the Dragonpit, Jon is sent into exile, returning to the Night's Watch. He leads the remaining Free Folk to settle in the thawing free lands.

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Blood of the Covenant (Preview)

Jon’s neck snapped over to where a silhouetted figure perched silently in a tree above. Had it not been for the scattering of birds, their frantic flapping and squawking, he may have never even noticed the presence up above. The figure crouched, hidden within the dark branches, like a predator observing, waiting to strike its prey. Jon felt a chill run down his spine as realization dawned on him. “just- just make it quick.”

Jon closed his eyes tight and waited for something that never came. Gathering his courage, he slowly opened his eyes and frantically scanned the area around the tree. The figure was nowhere to be seen. His body relaxed slightly, but before he could let out a breath of relief, the figure suddenly emerged from the underbrush, clutching a limp rabbit in his hand. Jon's breath caught in his throat at the sudden appearance and he couldn't help but shudder with fear.

“Tt,” he clicked his tongue and Jon immediately registered the sound as annoyance. He wondered if fear in its prey was becoming a nuisance for this particular vampire, it would have been almost laughable, if he wasn’t scared shitless right now.

Aside from the pounding in his chest, Jon watched on in silence as the creature expertly built a fire with dry twigs and leaves. The orange flames danced and flickered, casting eerie shadows on the surrounding trees. As the sun descended below the horizon, the fire became the only source of light, the sky now painted in shades of deep blue. The heat from the flames grew more intense, warming his skin and filling the air with the scent of burning wood. Jon’s eyes followed every move as the vampire gracefully skinned the rabbit, then with precise movements, drained the blood from the small animal. Jon’s throat tightened as the creature was skewered onto a freshly sharpened stick and placed over the embers. The smell of cooking meat filled the air, making Jon's stomach growl in hunger. The vampire seemed to have quite the sick sense of humor, subjecting him to such torture. Jon squeezed his eyes shut, trying to force his mind off of the pain in his gut.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice shattered the silence. "Eat," they commanded.

Confused and disoriented, Jon's eyes snapped open as he tried to make sense of the words. "W-what? Why?" His own voice came out weak and shaky.

“You clearly haven't eaten in a few days,” he stated matter-of-factly, his eyes roaming across him. Jon eagerly reached out, accepting the offering, savoring the succulent meat as it filled his empty stomach. When he finished, he crudely wiped his mouth with the cuff of his sleeve. He was still weary of the other but at least if he dies now, it would be with a full belly. The man continued to stare at Jon intently, never taking his gaze away. After a long silence, he spoke again, his voice low and measured, “how long have you been here?”

“Eighteen days,” he croaked out, feeling small and weak under the man's intense scrutiny.

The other only nodded. “Is that your canteen?”

Jon's heart sank as he nodded and replied, unable to hide the desperation in his voice, "It's empty." The sound of his own almost unfamiliar timbre only served as a reminder of how long it had been since he had last spoken to another human being…or anything close to it.

Without another word, the man snatched the canteen from Jon's hands and disappeared quickly into the dense forest. Minutes dragged on like hours, Jon could do nothing but watch as the moon dragged across the sky until it was directly overhead. With no clear sense of time, he began to wonder if he’d been abandoned once again, left alone in this desolate place with nothing but his thoughts for company.

As the last embers of the fire began to fade, Jon's gaze caught a glint of movement in the corner of his eye. He watched as the lithe figure of the man emerged from the shadows with the canteen in hand. With a quick flick of his wrist, he tossed the canteen at Jon, who winced as it thudded against his chest. “Vampires?”

Jon nodded, “yeah, we took them out but I got inj-”. He flinched, realizing suddenly that he was talking to a vampire about taking out his own kind.

The man seemed disinterested in the murder of his kin and instead chose to focus on something else entirely. “We?”

Jon swallowed the lump forming in his throat, “yeah, the guys I'd been traveling with.”

“They left you here?”

“Well-”

“To die?” he interjected.

“I told them too. I was slowing them down.” Jon’s voice came out smaller than he intended it to.

The man carried on, as though uninterested. “Kryptonian?”

“How did you-?” The man's piercing gaze landed on the prominent "S" adorning Jon's chest. Jon shifted uncomfortably, feeling foolish, “oh. Yeah.” The two sat in tense silence once more, until the question that had been gnawing at Jon could no longer be contained, “why haven't you killed me yet?”

For the first time since the man had appeared, he seemed to be taken off guard. He sat in quiet contemplation, his brow furrowed and eyes distant. After what felt like an eternity, he spoke again. “I knew your father. He was a good friend of my father.”

“Was.” Jon felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach, “so, he’s dead then.”

“I’m sorry,” his eyes flashed with empathy, just briefly, before returning to their stoic state, “but yes. They both are.”

“It's okay,” Jon tried to reassure himself, though his voice trembled slightly. “I think...I think I already knew.” As the words left his mouth, he felt a sense of finality wash over him, confirming what he had been desperately trying to deny. His father hadn’t come looking for him, he had already known it could only mean one thing. Silence consumed the air once more, until Jon finally spoke, “so, you haven’t killed me because my dad used to be friends with your dad?”

“Is that not enough?” he shrugged.

Jon quickly shook his head, “no, I mean, I’ll take it.”

“Tt. So, don’t die on me Jonathan Kent or this will have been a complete waste of my time.”

Surprise flickered across Jon's face, “you know my name?”

The other man scoffed, “of course, I'm the son of Batman.”

“Batman? ... So then, are you ...Tim?”

“I'm insulted.” The man's expression turned from irritation to hurt, “no, I'm Damian. I'm... I'm the last living son of Batman.” A weight seemed to settle upon him as he spoke these words, as if the realization of his own loneliness had suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks.

“I'm sorry. My... my brother is gone too.” Damian allowed the silence to consume the night, he did not ask Jon any more questions and for that, Jon was grateful.

[thetorturedlovergirl]

Started third doctor’s serials and I only have three things to say:

The intro scares me, Liz Shaw should marry me and the Brigadier is gay af.

[bidrums]

How’s everyone enjoying our last evening of peace before John Seward, Head Doctor at the lunatic asylum, tortures graces us with his audio recordings

[number-1-archivist]

My name is Jonathan Sims, head archivist of the Magnus institute. I have made this blog to hopefully help others with finding a place where they can share their statements. Feel free to ask any questions as well.

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Hello my main is @limpmacoronibiscuit I am a new fan of tma! I am currently on episode 133. Status of episode completion: Just started

This blog will kind of grow with me! So currently Jon has the same knowledge that I have! Please enjoy!!!!!

[edelweiss-buttons]

horrifying jon sims & jojo siwa crossover

"ceaseless watcher... cast your gaze upon this wretched thing... and show them... that karma's a bitch"

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“Yeah, I don’t want to though :/“

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I mainly do hcs if you ask for them, other than that I fear i've been unable to really come up with some, sorry-

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I have undiagnosed ADHD and autism.

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My main hyperfixations are:

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This silly thing

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But the main one I’ll mostly focus on while posting on this blog is StarKid (with occasional reblogs from other fandoms).

edit:...so this was a fucking lie. I got into other fandoms, mb. There'll be posts about a lot of fandoms.

Some tags I’ll use are:

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rando shit: just random thoughts/ideas i have, out of pocket stuff basically

Then there’ll be fandom tags if a post is about a specific fandom

Random things to know:

Sometimes I can be very dumb so don’t mind me. My spelling might suck sometimes too due to me typing very quickly and not spotting errors.

I’m a huge theater nerd and I’ve been in two productions, Annie and Newsies. I’ll do more, I promise.

Out of all of the Hatchetfield shows, I love TGWDLM the most. (Paul made me question if I had autism)

I haven’t been in the Starkid fandom for very long (got into it a month after NPMD came out I believe) so I’m not the most knowledgeable about certain shows, but I’m working on finishing all of them! :)

I will rant, I will randomly post head cannons/thoughts about Hatchetfield/StarKid.

I make a lot of Hatchetfield edits on TikTok :3

Not the best at reading, so I might misread stuff, please bear with me-

That’s all! I hope you have a wonderful day!

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sucks that archivists can’t destroy a table with an axe anymore without repercussions. because of woke.

[mickmars-bbg]

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[madmanwonder]

Mortal Kombat Intro: Post Season 8 Jon Snow vs Post Volume 9 Jaune Arc

Jon Snow: *Kneeling before the Weirdwoods* You and I share the same pain and burden.

Jaune Arc: *Took out Crocea Mors* The pain and burden of being a leader.

Jon Snow: *Stood up and entered his stance* And the loss of a love one.

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so far i haven't noticed any big grammatical errors so don't worry, your english is really really good! way better than most native english speakers

awww thanks! that's really sweet of you! i've been editing asks a lot because i'll notice i used the wrong verb tenses or misspelled something after i post them sfhdj i'm currently going to college in the states though, and that's helped my fluency a lot 🤧

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Gods and Demons (Preview)

Damian's preparations for departure were almost complete when Superman hailed him down. For a moment, Damian considered pretending he had not seen him, but ultimately rose to meet the two men who had now landed gracefully beside him and Goliath. He was familiar with the man known as Superman, but the second man was a stranger to him. He was tall with wavy dark locks framing a sharp jawline and piercing steely grey-blue eyes, he bore a resemblance to the other man. He had a pretty good idea now of who he might be. The man's attire was peculiar though, causing Damian to wrinkle his nose slightly in disapproval. He wore a black suit adorned with shimmering silver stars, his deep crimson colored cloak billowing behind him. The most unnerving part of his uniform however, was the obvious missing "S" shield in the center of his chest, leaving the skin underneath exposed for all to see. Damian quickly averted his gaze, focusing back on Superman. “What’s this?” Damian's features contorted in suspicion as Superman extended a piece of paper towards him.

“An olive branch” he replied calmly, then motioned to the tall figure standing next to him, Kal-El cleared his throat, “this is my son, Zod-El. He will be stationed in Tibet with you for the foreseeable future.” There was a moment of tense silence as if to allow for Damian to process the information. Then, Superman spoke again, breaking the stillness. "Consider him an ambassador of good faith," he said firmly.

Damian scoffed, crossing his arms, “Tt. More like a spy to make sure I behave," he retorted with a sharp edge to his voice. The Justice League's true intentions were clear, they had their own agenda, but he intended to manipulate it to his advantage. Despite their lack of trust in Damian's ability to change the League of Assassins, it gave them an excuse to keep him under observation and under their protection. They needed to keep Damian alive regardless of his intentions because the absolute worst case scenario for them would be for him to lose control. It was an obvious choice, he was the only option with ties to the Justice League and a genuine desire to make the world better, even if his methods had not been received well by them. He could only stand to benefit from such a relationship, nonetheless, he’d make them work for it.

Superman let out a weary sigh, his broad shoulders slumping in exhaustion, “you agreed to observation after the attempts on your life," he reminded Damian sternly. The mention of those close calls made Damian flinch slightly, the memories still fresh and painful. Ever since his grandfather’s passing things had not gone as smoothly as anticipated, with everyone with even the slightest of claims coming out of the woodworks, but he survived and he’d continue to do so. Of course, some extra protection would be prudent, even though he had managed to reunite his family giving him the most claim, the attacks still occurred. His mother had even begun to express concern, certain that there was a rat among his inner circle. Damian didn’t want to consider that, the notion that the people he cared for most wanted him dead. Although it was a reality that he hated to admit, he could probably benefit from an impartial set of eyes and ears. Yet, Damian was proud if nothing else and he refused to allow anyone to think him weak.

"That may be," Damian huffed, "but I never agreed to an indefinite placement and certainly not from one of your B-list cast offs." His lip curled teasingly as he surveyed the man clad in black in front of him. He was curious to see how he would react.

The man grit his teeth and extended a hand with a forced smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Dam-”

Damian interrupted firmly, his piercing gaze fixed on the man's face. “You may call me The Demon’s Head.”

The man chuckled nervously as he pushed back some unruly curls from his forehead. “No offense but...” he hesitated before continuing, “I’d rather call you anything else.”

Damian's lips curled into a menacing smile, his pearly whites barred behind a mask of feigned politeness. "Then, may I have the pleasure of calling you Jonathan?" The man remained silent, his expression guarded. Damian pressed on. "surprised that I know your other name?"

He cleared his throat, his voice betraying forced calmness as he responded, "Not really...and it's just Jon."

The smile fell from Damian's face, replaced by a look of disdain, "I'd rather call you anything else." The lack of push back from his opponent was slightly off-putting, it was simply no fun if they just stood there and took it. But then again, what did he really expect from the son of the Big Blue Boy Scout, always so righteous and obedient.

The tension between them hung heavy in the air, like a thick fog that refused to dissipate. Goliath finally broke the awkward silence with a restless shift, his large frame causing the ground to tremble beneath him. "I see there's no point in arguing with you," he grumbled, casting a patronizing look at Jon. "If Super Slut is ready to depart, then we shall." With the grace of a seasoned rider, Damian pulled himself up and swung himself onto his fiery red companion, feeling the heat emanating from its powerful body. Beside him, Jon effortlessly lifted himself off the ground and into the air. The bat dragon spread its massive wings and with a few strong flaps they ascended into the sky.

[limp-macaroni-biscuit]

Uhhhhh I just realized I never did an intro post lmao.

My name is Jon, I use all pronouns.

Music: I really like the cure, Soad, Will Wood, I just got into the mechanisms of that counts???? uhhhhhhhhh and I flipping love the crane wives.

Movies: Re-Animator, Evil Dead 1-2, Army of Darkness, Fight Club, Return of the Living Dead, Saw 1-6 (haven’t seen the rest yet).

Shows: Smiling Friends, Clone High, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, What We Do in The Shadows, and South Park.

Idk any other stuff but if you want to know any more of my info you can! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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Introduction

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Collectively

𓏲 ✮﹗ what can you call us? Sam! [or use our system name] 𓏲 ✮﹗ pronouns? He/him + They/them + It/its 𓏲 ✮﹗ please take into account we struggle with... DID, BPD + AVPD, GAD 𓏲 ✮﹗ we're collectively a minor! so take that into account ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･⚬•・✦⋆°☽

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System Info

Our host's name is Bill! You can use any pronouns you like for him except she/her.

Feel free to ask who's fronting! (we do not have to answer though)

We sign off pretty much all our posts. So far, regular posters:

𓏲 ✮﹗ bill ... any prns other than she / her tags: -🕸️//Bill , -Bill

𓏲 ✮﹗ claudia ... she / her tags: -🐦‍🔥//Claudia , -Claudia

𓏲 ✮﹗ dylan ... he / him tags: -🎸💥//Dylan , -Dylan

𓏲 ✮﹗ jon ... he / they / it tags: -👁️‍🗨️//Jon

𓏲 ✮﹗ mollie ... she / they tags: -⚫⚪//Mollie

𓏲 ✮﹗ sam ... he / they tags: -⭐//Sam

𓏲 ✮﹗ serena ... she / her tags: -🌞🩵//Serena , -Serena

𓏲 ✮﹗ wil ... he / him tags: -💥//Wil , -Wil

𓏲 ✮﹗ thalia ... she / he tags: -Thalia

𓏲 ✮﹗ vince / vincent ... he / they tags: -🍋🔪//Vince

We may update this if needed!

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We like horror movies and horror podcasts! :D

Current interests are:

★Psychology ★Literature ★Art ★Theatre ★Film study ★Entomology ★Music ★Debate [ literally anything controversial intrigues most of us ]

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Have a nice day! We love to talk, so feel free to send us asks or DM us anytime! We ask you used tonetags with us if you can <3

[a-void-of-a-system]

Jonathan

-Name: Jonathan Sims -Age: Unknown, looks to be mid fourties -Pronouns: He/Him -Gender: Male -Romantic Orientation: Aromantic -Sexual orientation: Asexual

-Sign off: ~ Jon 👁️ -Birthday: 14th August

-Role - Host, Protector, Archivist -Active status - Frontstuck -Interact? - Sure -Alter type - Fictive

-Nicknames: Jon -Touch?: Ask -Other info: Don't talk about my source with me, I am not source accurate. Somewhat close with some of Tio's friends.

(i don't know the original artist, pls contact me if you are/know!!)

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

I love the subtle differences between how all the different archival assistants and Jon do the openings to statements, like how Martin reads out the statement number instead of the brief summaries most of the others do (Basira does both number and summary one time), or how Melanie begins each statement with "start" and a clap in place of the iconic "statement begins" that Jon does (I love that one especially), and that Martin sometimes skips entirely