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(no subject) [Dec. 8th, 2010|01:18 am]
Jak & Daxter Dressing Room

This is gonna be great, boys!

[Tess normally just sits down when she works on a new weapon. But this one, this one's a bute. A fully automatic Gatling gun, i wasn't too hard to manufacture, but it's still pretty damn special.]
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Lost in a different world [Aug. 22nd, 2010|09:40 pm]
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With a groan, Jak picked himself up off the ground. What had happened? They'd opened the portal, then that monster appeared, and Jak...

He remembered. He remembered taking off in the machine they'd found, ramming the monster to keep it from entering his world. Then everything had turned into a rush of light before the machine had exploded.

And now he was here. Towering buildings like he'd never seen and hard paved streets and nothing was familiar. People trudged by who he didn't know. He turned around. Where was Daxter? And Keira? And Samos?

A small thread of alarm started to worm its way up. Where had that gate taken him?

[ooc: Voice testing before I app him somewhere, making sure he can hold up in a serious log despite the fact that he's mute. Feel free to tag in and start a new thread. Each one will be considered a separate AU. Default setting is Haven, but if another city would work better, I'm totally game. Thanks. o/]
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These streets we wander (closed) [Aug. 8th, 2010|05:26 am]
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Find Torn, get information.

It was that lone goal that kept Jak moving, kept him motivated.  Less than twenty-four hours after bring broken out of prison, and he was already being acquainted with the finer points of Haven City life.  It was bad enough in the prison, and unfortunately the outside wasn't much of an improvement.

Apathy was the only emotion he could see on the faces of the people, other than fear when a Krimzon Guard drew near.  Jak couldn't help it; he felt his own stomach knot and his chest tighten whenever that armor came into view, whenever a vehicle passed overhead.

Wherever this city was, it had gone to shit.  Rotting and decaying buildings leaned drunkenly against one another, people collapsed dead in the street and no one appeared to collect the bodies for hours.  KG brutalized women and children, and everyone just quietly looked the other way.

It made him sick.

It wasn't just that though.  The Dark Eco pulsed through his veins, twisting and churning, whispering evil, hateful things in his mind, making his head spin and his stomach lurch with confusion.  But no matter how many times he stopped to lean against a wall and spit, he couldn't throw up.  Couldn't purge it, couldn't get it out.

He had to keep going.  It was all he had.

No, that wasn't true.  He had Daxter.  Daxter who'd found him in the prison, guided him out through the factory areas, led him through the streets and warned him of the more predictable patrols.

Now, as he waited for the pumping station's doorlock to open, he took a moment to lean against the wall and rub his face tiredly.
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Two Jaks walk into a bar... [Jul. 26th, 2010|09:56 pm]
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Avatars of eco, hm?

[Yes, Phoenix is facing down both Dark and Light Jak. Not exactly a position any man wants to find himself in, but Phoenix already has a plan. He stands up and places his hands on the table, leaning forward with a feral smile. The rest of the bar has gone quiet.]

So sorry, gentlemen, but I'm afraid you aren't allowed in this establishment unless you intend to drink.
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Because we totally don't use this place enough. [Mar. 16th, 2010|09:28 pm]
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Look alive, soldiers.
You've just been recruited for the Freedom League, and I'm going to keep you very busy.

Be prepared in 0400 hours or you'll find my pistol in your face.
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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2010|09:14 pm]
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[Jinx offers you a brown paper bag. It looks quite lumpy and a bit shifty.]

So, how many of these can ya fit in yer mouth?

{ooc: My Jinx needs a ton of work, so just get him talking. Don't be scared to HMD the hell out of him too. :]
Just make the contents of the bag up, I couldn't decide. D: }
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(no subject) [Feb. 13th, 2010|06:45 pm]
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[OoC: Humour me, if you guys would. I could use some help with Tess because I am massively failing right now.]

There's this open space in Haven, right? Just a little bit, anyway. I know much probably won't grow outside in the desert, so I think we should take some of the open soil and plant some flowers. You know, make Haven look more welcoming and stuff. Who doesn't like flowers?
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Captain of a motley crew - open to any and all [Jan. 25th, 2010|10:28 pm]
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All right, you lot, liven up! You are all hereby honorary members of my pirate crew. You'll be taking orders from me now, so look sharp!
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To the Brink, Across the Sky [Jan. 18th, 2010|08:22 pm]
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Characters: Ashelin, Phoenix, NPCs, (to be updated, what?) [closed]
Setting: Joint Elegante RP and Black Ice writing project

So she'd gone over desert sands, and blue oceans, and seen more...Collapse )
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Once More... Torn isn't exactly a friend. [Jan. 15th, 2010|07:47 pm]
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Characters: Phoenix, Torn, Ashelin, NPCs [closed]
Setting: Based off of MS Elegante RP and Once More, Dear Friends... None of what happens in this applies to the game.

Phoenix's airship was running low on fuel.Collapse )
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