#jkjk you know I love this particular old man

[barricadebops]

I keep seeing these tiktoks that are like "convincing you to read this classic lit book from its opening lines" and I just---

"In 1815, Charles-François-Bienvenu was bishop of Digne. He was an old man of about seventy-five. He had been bishop of Digne since 1806."

Who is going to be convinced to read that 💀

[jvckscns-blog]

( MAX IRONS, 29, HE/HIM. ) ✘ oh, them? that’s just JACKSON PRESCOTT. i believe they’re working as an ELECTRICIAN at Life After, and have been with the compound HARDLY A DAY. you didn’t hear this from me but i hear they can be pretty CREDULOUS and IMPULSIVE. but their friends would beg to differ, saying they are MAGNANIMOUS and INNOVATIVE. i wouldn’t be so sure, though, i’ll just have to see for myself.

THE LIFE & TIMES OF JACK PRESCOTT

our little lad here was born middle child to an older brother and sister, and two younger sisters; twins. though they weren't living the easy-breezy lifestyle ( both parents working relentlessly to keep their family fed, clothed and sheltered ), they were all happy and thankful bc ~~hella cliche~~ they had each other.

when news first spread of the virus, jack was just at the cusp of his twelfth birthday. with there being quite an age difference between himself and his two older siblings, they had already flown the prescott coop to begin a new chapter of their lives, thus resulting in the family eventually losing contact with the older prescott sibs as the virus worsened, spreading rapidly. they were(are) presumably dead.

with the three remaining siblings in tow, his parents gathered them together with the family one house over, jack and his siblings having practically been raised alongside the kids next door. packing up what they could in the two family vans, they headed out on the road to nowhere in particular, frantically searching for a safe haven away from whatever the hell was happening around them.

fastforward several years and a fifteen year old jack was left travelling with only his mom, one of the twins, the father of the other family and their daughter - the others had been attacked and lost to the creatures the virus controlled. while the remaining lot of them had developed sensible survival tactics, they were growing desperate without a source of water or edible food. it seemed that it was only a matter of time before dehydration or starvation would turn them all, until they fortunately crossed paths with another, more established group.

his small group ran with this other group for the next few years to come, doing his part in making sure they continued to thrive as best as he could bc he honestly didn't have a clue as to how he could ever repay their kindness (since they lit saved his and his fam's lives) in any other way shape or form. it seemed all was as good as it possibly could be in an apocalyptic world, that is until he met her.

sam joined the larger group with a few people of her own, just as he had a few years ago, and jack (being the kindhearted fella he is) welcomed them with open arms. although he did what he could to help with the newcomers settling in, he obviously took a liking to sam immediately, despite her carefully guarded demeanor, and eventually managed to wiggle his way into her heart just as she had so unknowingly yet easily done.

the next six years were spent in (almost) total bliss. with disregards to the fact that the world as they knew it was coming to / had come to an end, jack hadn't felt such an overwhelming swell of happiness since he was a child. overcoming whatever obstacle was thrown at them always seemed possible with her by his side, a fiery purpose reflected in those brown irises of hers every time he locked gaze and he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this girl, however long that would be.

with the aid of their little community, a service was conducted, jack and sam bonded for life with promises that words could hardly translate with true justification from their beating hearts. he honestly believed nothing could separate the two of them, that his last dying breath would be released before he ever let anything or anyone divide them. he was foolish.

infected soon infiltrated their camp, demolishing their safe haven and causing the group to scatter. though jack had caught glimpse of her from afar, the few people surrounding him physically prevented jack from going after her, knowing all too well that there was no way he'd make it through the hoard, and so he ran with them. he lost sam that day.

he was an absolute wreck for days following the traumatic event, the few he'd escaped with all but carrying him from one place to the next, until one of them gave jack a good wake up call. he was needed here, now, with them. there was no going back in time to change what he could to take his wife to safety with him. another loved one lost, but he wouldn't dare let her be lost in vain. so he collected himself as best as he could if only to survive and to help others survive.

five years later, there were three from the community; jack and two others. exhausted, on edge, and barely eating enough to survive, they crossed paths with members from life after. the initial meeting was vigilant, the tension so thick it could be cut with a knife, but fortunately it ended with jack and his drifters being welcomed into this sensationally fully-functioning community where he's now just settling in.

THE MAN IN THE MIRROR

alright so personality wise, jack is a lil more roughened around the edges, given the crazy shit (but who isn't amiright lolol). HOWEVER he's still the generous, nurturing lil nerd he's always been, always looking for the good in ppl rather than the danger bc he believes in being humane above all else, especially since a lot of other ppl are just.....out for themselves u feel. he just wants to help ppl and he believes that if kindness is shown more than not, it will be more likely passed around and the goOD OF HUMANITY WILL THRIVE.

he's just a precious pup alright but more....dog now. like a golden retriever?? idfk he's a good dog until u take advantage of his kindness or fuck with his loved ones, then he gets ugly .. BUT LET ME BE CLEAR HERE: that rarely ever happens bc ~~again like a broken record~~ he believes in being good and all that sap.

he's a super workaholic too bc 1) helping others 4ever and 2) keeping himself busy is A+ since he doesn't like and/or want to think abt all the fucked up shit that's gone down. i mean if nobody reminds him to take breaks otherwise, this guy will literally (maybe not so literally) work his hands to the bone if he doesn't pass out from exhaustion first.

BEHIND THE MASK

now onto the part ik y'all have been waitin for.... B) lmao jkjk but heLO i'm cait in the land of mst and i'm SUPER FCKIN STOKED to be here ?? i just can't believe i was so lucky to stumble up on this work of gold and snag a hella wc so, uh, yah!! idk how to end this sdjohfuidgsd but if anyone would like to plot a few things out with my guy here, that would b swell! he's just newly arrived to life after like lit....hasn't even been around a full day yet so i mean we could 100% just go with the flow of things but if there's anything specific u wanna plot out, lemme know my pals xo