“Forgive me if I’m being rude, but you also made a promise to me.” Pepper struck a dramatic pose and started quoting what Jack had said in the past. “‘And if that’s what it takes, I have no qualms doing what I can to bring you to the end.’" A deep frown formed on Pepper’s face. “Remember that, Jack? But I understand if you only keep promises that you make to your friends. That’s a pretty rotten thing to do, though.”
“Monica was leaving that week… Rosie was already gone. I never said I was proud of things I’ve done in the competition. I had a feeling that I’d also be sent home had I not struck a deal.” he murmured quietly.
He looked down, fighting back tears. “If you’re going to kill me, wait until this is all over. I cannot and will not let down my friends! Screw the money… if that’s what you want, I’ll give you the portion I was going to use on myself. This isn’t about me though. This is about a dear friend of mine. I can raise the money for what I need it for in due time. It may take years, but I have that time. Though someone very close to my heart…. she doesn’t have time. If she doesn’t get the money now then she’ll be trapped for the rest of her life.” he said somberly.
“I’ve suffered too long and too hard to resign her to a fate like that. I may have to do abhorable things now… but if it’s to save her from a life of misery and suffering, then I guess I have to sell my soul.” he whispered.
“After this is over… then I can step away and strive towards atoning for all I’ve done. I can finally start becoming the good I’m searching for in the world.” he said wistfully, a tear streaming down his face.
“That is, if I live that long.”
“No Jack, it’s not just about the money. I’m not that shallow.” Pepper smirked. “Even though it would be really nice…” Pepper sighed. “You can keep some of the money for Rosie if you win.” He said, taking a chance on who Jack was talking about. “Though giving me a cut of the mill wouldn’t hurt your chances right now.” Pepper narrowed his eyes. “I don’t want you to just be ‘striking another deal’ to save yourself though. So if you’re not being honest, just tell me. I’ll make it less painful.”
Jack nodded. “How much do you need?” He asked curiously. He was crestfallen to think he would have to wait a few more years for his surgery… If he ever paid off his other medical bills to begin with. “I have no reason to lie to you right now, Pepper. If money will spare my life long enough to help those I need to help then that’s simply the way it will have to be.” He said quietly. His fleeting dream then struck him.
“To be honest… After this is said and done with, maybe I’d rather die.” He croaked in a voice barely louder than a whisper.
“After all I’ve done during this competition.. And then living in this body under a name that’s not mine for who knows how long… I’m starting to wonder if that’s really a life at all.”
He suddenly shook his head. “No, I can’t think like that.” He said to himself, looking terribly conflicted. The pain in his eyes showed as he glanced out at the water.
As part of your terms of TDC and to save Chris some labor costs for Season 2, you will each be assigned Part-Time jobs. The following list is what you character will be doing between episodes when they RP, you still have time off to explore the city here and there so please when you RP try to make…
Oh my God Adelia in customer service
Oh my God Bastien juggling lemons and entertaining customers as the other people in the foodcourt are just like “WTF”
“Welcome back, dear viewers. While we were away, the timer ran out and we’re about to get round one of the New Year’s fashion show underway!” Phoebe recapped, and the camera panned out to show her sitting at a judge’s table with B and Justin. Before them was a long runway, and those who weren’t…
The entire room is pitch black, other than the blinking red light of the camcorder when suddenly a match is struck. “Chris McClain…” Spoke a deep and ominous voice as two candles were lit on a table just in front of the camera, “I see misfortune in your future…” As the camera focuses, a hooded…
Bastien got beat up so often in high school that he fell into the habit of locking himself in empty lockers during passing periods and lunch so bullies would think he was already pummeled and stuffed in a locker. Because he is an expert illusionist and escapist, he learned to make himself comfortable in such tight spaces and could easily eat, read, and do his homework in the dark locker.
It was New Year’s Eve on the island and the campgrounds remained fairly quiet. There were only four competitors left in the competition, and all were relaxing inside of the house; thankful for a break from the string of violent challenges they had been put through as of late.
OCD is a bandaid on my fingers because I bit one nail and they all have to be the same length and one finger started bleeding because I started biting them too short.
OCD is accidentally cutting my tongue on the soda can…
That’s a generalization, dear anon. Not every Scorpio is a villain. However, I will point out, that some Scorpio traits make for truly excellent villains. It’s a combination of scornful revenge seeking passion. Think about it, what other sign is really strong enough to say fuck every other character and go off on their own to get what they want. Nobody quite does it like the Scorpios.
