Post by nova on Sept 22, 2007 6:29:55 GMT -5
The Roleplayer:
We call you: Nova.
Other Characters: nuh-uh.
Activity (1-10): I'll try and get.. 8 o.o I get homework, and a bit of an over-load.
Graphic Abilities: I work for a website, is that good enough? XD
The Character:
-- NOTE -- There is a lot of mention about 'Jerry'. Jerry is the demon of Jeremy's brain. BUT WAIT, IT ISN'T LIKE HE'S MENTAL XDD You need to read my role-playing sample to realise what is going on. Thanks. -/-.
Full Name: Jeremy Alexander Kings
Nicknames: Jer, Alex (his alias), ' Your Majesty ', Jak (his on-line alias)
Portrayed By (PB): Sean Faris
Age: 17.
Birthday: 17th May.
Wealth Status: His dad own a law firm and a few other small businesses. In relation to the average middle-class, they are extremely wealthy.
Neighbourhood: Alphawood
Job/School: Starbucks / Senior, I guess.. =/ And there's only.. one school..
Clique: D. Rulers. (although, admittedly, he doesn't feel like he fits into any of the cliques.)
Appearance:
Lanky black hair, it is constantly in front of his face. Whenever he flickes it away, it always seems to find its way back. Sometimes, it ends up bringing more strands. Usually, Jeremy just gives up after this. It really isn't worth the hassle.. And he hates to gel his hair. Makes it feel either like plastic, or just just plain disgusting. He doesn't cut his hair, because he likes it.
His eyes are a deep sea-blue. He doesn't exactly like people looking into his eyes.. another reason why he doesn't cut it. Whenever people look into his eyes, they sometimes get 'locked' into them. Last time some girl back in 8th grade locked into them, and kind of fell in love with him. It was flattering, but he wasn't interested. They started going out, but after.. He broke her heart, and he's been sorry about it ever since. He'd rather it didn't happen again. In fact, he tends to stay away from dating and whatever. He's also kind of scared of.. Jerry.
His attire.. is really random. He just put anything on. Sometimes, it's so insane, it's almost a disaster. The fact is, Jeremy doesn't care any more. He used to be very picky about what he wore, how he wore it, if it matched, but now it's just like, " What the hell, no one should give a crap. " .
Personality:
There are two sides to him; one is the normal Jeremy, and one is the side controlled by Jerry.
The Normal Jeremy;
This side is quite shy. Jeremy isn't -the- most adventurous person, honestly. If he had to choose between sky-diving and fishing, he'd first be thinking," Well.. My parachute might not work, and I'll die because I can't fly. My fishing boat might sink, but at least I can swim.. " . This is how he is, and it's hard to stop it. He simply can't control these thoughts. It doesn't mean he is always staying in his comfort zone; it simply means it is the place where he would like to stay if he always could.
Another thing about his 'normal' side, is that he is more prone to goofing up. In school, he gets straight As. He's a smart guy, and he won't hide it. But when it comes to his social life, he isn't always sure on what to do. He thinks to the future, but he can skip out on very small and important details. Like, if someone is flirting with him, he might not realise until it suddenly gets awkward. Jeremy is also prone to bullying and whenever he gets into fights.. This is where Jerry steps in.
The Jerry-domain;
Whenever in need, in trouble, take heed. Jerry is there, and not to be messed with, but now this no longer rhymes.
-cough-.
Jerry is not like Jeremy. In fact, that's why he's there, and why Jeremy hates him sometimes. Jeremy doesn't know it, but Jerry lives on Jeremy's troubles and his problems. Jerry is always watching in the background, waiting to take his cue. Whenever Jeremy is about to get himself in trouble, but starts to back away, Jerry usually steps in and either:
1. Resolves it (just so he can break it again)
2. Makes it worse (just because it's fun)
Sometimes, when things in Jeremy's life gets good, he distracts him. Makes illusions, plays around with his brain. Once, he actually slowed down Jeremy's heart rate until it was critical. He has only done it once, but Jeremy is fearful. He has tried SO hard to eliminate Jerry, but he always has many new tricks.
Likes:
+ Apples
+ Jokes
+ The Simpsons
+ Trusty-worthy people
+ Products with loser slogans
+ Nice
+ Albert Einstein
+ People who feel the need to hate against people just because of their clique.
Dislikes:
- His old Nokia phone
- His grand-mother
- Jerry
- Back-stabbers
- Oranges.
History: Originally American, his family moved to Monaco when he was 3. He still has an American accent, though it is slightly fading. Anyway, his father was always setting up small businesses all over the place; once, one of them had to shut down, resulting in a huge loss of money. When he was 6, they moved over to Nice. It's in France, a short drive away from Monaco.
He had made quite a few friends when he was in Monaco, and those were the only friends he'd had for a long time. In Nice, he was severely picked on, bullied, and hated for pretty much no reason at all. After 6 years of having to endure this sort of pain, he broke down into tears. In private, of course; it would have been embarrassing to have done it in front of people.
That was how Jerry came around. The only one who listened, the only one who actually 'cared'. He used to give him advice. Sometimes, Jeremy let Jerry 'step in', and take his battles on. That was how Jerry soon learnt how to control Jeremy. But he never did it against Jeremy's will. Not until a certain incident, but that will be explained later.
During this time, Jeremy met a girl named Samantha. She actually lived in Monaco, but drived over to Promenade Des Anglais once every 2 weeks. Jeremy didn't fall in love with her, and neither did she, but they were such good friends. Nothing could break them up.
Until, one day, Jeremy's older sister Abby got into a car crash. She would be at University most of the time, come over to their house for 2 hours and then go out to party. She didn't stay at her dorm on weekends, so she would ring the doorbell at 5am on a Saturday. Her parents had always known the problem was with her boyfriend, Tyler. They had told her the night before not to be with this guy. She did listen - it was Tyler who refused to respect her. Abby left him, he got drunk. Jeremy had called her, while she was about to leave the night-club; made a few jokes and when Abby was just about to tell him she was coming home, Tyler pushed her into the front passenger seat, getting in and driving off. Where they were heading, no one knows, for the car smashed into a lorry. Abby died on the spot, while Tyler died while in a Coma. His family paid their respects, Jeremy and his other sister Amanda couldn't stop crying for days, but the one who took it the worst was Jerry.
Jeremy had always had a close relationship with his sister, so it was so understandable that Jerry was breaking up. Jeremy had no idea that he would actually take it out on himself. He had always felt a bit of a void in his heart, always thinking that if he had not held her up, she would still be here today.
This did not mess up his relationship with Samantha though. She kept him going through this tough time on the phone, through email, whenever she came over... But when his family moved back to Monaco, they broke off, despite the fact that they were living in the same area. That was the last barrier that kept Jerry from going out of control. Jeremy moved here when he was 15, and since then, he has gone through over 30 counsellors, and he knows that will not be the end.
Sexual Orientation: Hetereosexual.
Parents: Freddie "Diego" Kings, Anna Jesabell Kings (her last name was Wickers before she was married).
Siblings: Amanda Kings; ever since Abby died, she has been in a state of depression. Jeremy is the only one she talks to. Amanda is also the only one who knows of Jerry. Jerry is particularly fond of Amanda, and would never do anything against her.
Other: Eh.. They live in an apartment (a nice big one xD) because Jeremy's dad doesn't think such a small family should live in a mansion, or have their own private beach area.
The Player's Skills
Rp Sample:
“Now. Tell me. How do you feel?”
“No, please. You do.”
Jeremy hated counsellors. The very mention of them made him cringe. Especially his.
About 35, medium-sized, red-haired and green contacts. Mrs. Crisely was probably the nosiest counsellor yet. Jeremy had gone through a few. And she was also an easy target. >>
“I asked you first.”
“I asked you second.”
“So?”
“What’s your problem?”
Jeremy had been told several times not to meddle with the counsellors. He didn’t have control of his mind anymore. It was Jerry..
“I don’t have a problem.”
“That’s what they all say..” >>
By the time he had said that, Jeremy’s hand was already reached out to grab Mrs. Crisely’s clipboard with her notes attached to it, but she dodged it.
“Oh, no you don’t. Now. Be serious.”
Mrs. Crisely handed Jeremy her compact pack, making Jeremy very curious indeed.
“You want me to wear makeup?”
“No. I want you to look into the mirror and scream. Scream your mind out.” >>
Jeremy shrugged, looking at his reflection. His fringe fell over his pale face and covered one eye, the other shining a sea-blue.
.
When his self-examination of himself was done, he gave out a timid scream. Mrs. Crisely frowned slightly. “Come on. You can do better than that.”
“I’m not a screamer.”
“Just try.” >>
“Let me have a go, Jeremy!” Jerry suddenly said, projecting himself from Jeremy’s mind onto the empty chair next to him. Jeremy knew it was all in his head – another of Jerry’s illusions. It just looked like he was really alive..
“No, Jerry, don’t..” he muttered, closing his eyes. But he couldn’t stop him. Jerry let out a scream, forcing Jeremy to give out an ear-piercing yell himself. >>
It was just as well Mrs. Crisely could only hear Jeremy. She was already on the floor.
“Just.. Just go.” She told him sharply, looking somewhat faint. Jeremy just shrugged, grabbing his bag from the side.
It was firm his shoulder that was covered by a plain black t-shirt and matching jeans. No, Jeremy wasn’t into black and crap. Jerry chose it. >>
“Actually,” Jerry started. He wasn’t visible any more, but Jeremy could hear him, “I wanted the one that said, ‘Caution – Sanity is not my thing’, or maybe..”
Jerry continued to drone on about the different shirts he wanted. As if Jerry cared.
“See ya Mrs. Crisely!” Jeremy smiled, waving as he left the dazed woman. >>
“Stop ruining my life. I invented your for peaceful reasons.”
“Oh, lighten up.” Jerry replied. “At least I got you out.”
“Yeah, and in with another counsellor!” Jeremy said back, having to keep remembering only he could hear Jerry.
It’s probably best that Jerry is explained.
Back when Jeremy was about 12, he was the boy everyone picked on. >>
The boy who had no friends, the one who just wanted someone like him to talk to.
Out of nowhere, came Jerry. Jeremy liked to picture him as a blonde, blue-eyed boy. Long (for a male, at least) hair, medium height. Jerry was just a figment of his imagination.
The thing about Jerry was that he wouldn’t judge him. >>
Jerry would listen, sometimes even respond. And when he did, it would be what he wanted to hear.
Jeremy liked to call it his inner voice – now with more personalised features. It gave Jeremy more courage and feel more ‘him’. No longer was he ‘wee-wee Jeremy’, but he was now respected and had friends. Thanks to Jeremy.
And then it all changed. >>
All it took was his sister, Abby, one car and a drunken boyfriend. The accident was 3 months ago. Since then, Jerry had changed. He was no longer helpful and cheerful. No longer the Jerry Jeremy had created. And that changed Jeremy too.
Since Jeremy had created Jerry, Jerry somewhat ‘controlled’ his life. He was following his inner self, after all. >>
And that part just wanted to take it out on everyone. Including himself.
“Hey, Jeremy. Look over there. Some kid is reading a book. Go on. Go over there. Rip it.”
“I don’t even know her.”
“Come on. One, two, three…”
Jeremy’s feet started to walk towards the female, unable to stop. Eventually, Jeremy was in front of her. He grabbed her book from her, holding it in his two hands. >>
Just as Jeremy thought Jerry would (yet again) screw his life, he realised he had just closed it and was staring at the cover. “French Rev, yeah, I did this..” he babbled, handing her back the book and scuttling off.
“Gotcha.” Jerry said proudly, now ‘walking’ next to him. Jeremy frowned.
“You know, sometimes I wish –“
“That you never created me. Hmm. Remember life before me, huh?” >>
“At least it was better than this torture you’re putting me through.”
Jerry was about to reply, when he tripped over. Jeremy wasn’t sure whether he made Jerry fall, or how he even fell, but he started to laugh under his breath, hiding his grin.
“Shut up.” Jerry said, but Jeremy wasn’t paying attention to him any more. >>
He was too busy concentrating on not making eye contact with some of his former pals, as he tried to get back into the main building again. He needed to get to his locker.
One of his old friends tried to talk to him, but Jeremy shrugged them off, neatly swerving away through the crowd and into the main door.
“Nice. I see you’ve been taking lessons.”
“Not funny.” >>
“Haha.” Jerry laughed mockingly.
Jeremy just scowled, reaching his locker and entering the combination. Unlike everyone else’s locker, his actually opened. Just as well. Jerry would probably have made him dent his locker instead of opening it. With a small click, the locker opened and revealed all its contents. >>
A few posters, his phone, a sheet with lyrics he had to sing next Music class, a pair of fluffy red dice he was yet to return to someone (Jerry made him grab it form some poor kid) and a HomePride bobble-head toy. Jerry leaned on a locker, facing Jeremy.
“Gotta love that hat..” Jeremy and Jerry said in unison. Jeremy hadn’t expected it. Sometimes he forgot Jerry’s original source. >>
“Well, I am you after all.” Jerry reminded him, with a small smile.
With a sigh, Jeremy took the fluffy car accessory out of his locker and hung it on his finger.
“I always liked the green ones.” Jerry commented on the dice.
“Black and white is my personal.” Jerry said, shrugging. >>
“I don’t understand why you have to be so anti-social. I don’t understand why you have to keep messing things up.” Jeremy suddenly challenged, closing his locker, not properly facing him. “I hate how you keep screwing things up. I hate.. I hate how you keep changing me.” Now Jeremy kept his voice to a mutter, trying not to move his lips. He was leaning on his locker now, staring at the dice. >>
Jerry’s somewhat nice face turned into a cold, hard look.
“It’s elementary, dear Watson.”
“Sherlock Holmes never said that.”
“Whatever. I haven’t changed you, I’m bringing the real you out.”
“It’s not me. It’s you. You’re evil now. I will get rid of you, Jerry.”
Jerry started to get angry, making Jeremy talk a small step back. Jerry just went forward. >>
“I am the one who made you what you are and I can take you back to your stupid shy self.
People want to be your friend, no matter what your mood, and I did that for you. I don’t care what you say, where you go, what counsellor you get. There is one fact you can never change. I control you, Jeremy.
I control you.” ||
1. I use this on the Neo boards.
2. No, the richhies have no idea...ies. No one in the school does. Not even about counselling.
We call you: Nova.
Other Characters: nuh-uh.
Activity (1-10): I'll try and get.. 8 o.o I get homework, and a bit of an over-load.
Graphic Abilities: I work for a website, is that good enough? XD
The Character:
-- NOTE -- There is a lot of mention about 'Jerry'. Jerry is the demon of Jeremy's brain. BUT WAIT, IT ISN'T LIKE HE'S MENTAL XDD You need to read my role-playing sample to realise what is going on. Thanks. -/-.
Full Name: Jeremy Alexander Kings
Nicknames: Jer, Alex (his alias), ' Your Majesty ', Jak (his on-line alias)
Portrayed By (PB): Sean Faris
Age: 17.
Birthday: 17th May.
Wealth Status: His dad own a law firm and a few other small businesses. In relation to the average middle-class, they are extremely wealthy.
Neighbourhood: Alphawood
Job/School: Starbucks / Senior, I guess.. =/ And there's only.. one school..
Clique: D. Rulers. (although, admittedly, he doesn't feel like he fits into any of the cliques.)
Appearance:
Lanky black hair, it is constantly in front of his face. Whenever he flickes it away, it always seems to find its way back. Sometimes, it ends up bringing more strands. Usually, Jeremy just gives up after this. It really isn't worth the hassle.. And he hates to gel his hair. Makes it feel either like plastic, or just just plain disgusting. He doesn't cut his hair, because he likes it.
His eyes are a deep sea-blue. He doesn't exactly like people looking into his eyes.. another reason why he doesn't cut it. Whenever people look into his eyes, they sometimes get 'locked' into them. Last time some girl back in 8th grade locked into them, and kind of fell in love with him. It was flattering, but he wasn't interested. They started going out, but after.. He broke her heart, and he's been sorry about it ever since. He'd rather it didn't happen again. In fact, he tends to stay away from dating and whatever. He's also kind of scared of.. Jerry.
His attire.. is really random. He just put anything on. Sometimes, it's so insane, it's almost a disaster. The fact is, Jeremy doesn't care any more. He used to be very picky about what he wore, how he wore it, if it matched, but now it's just like, " What the hell, no one should give a crap. " .
Personality:
There are two sides to him; one is the normal Jeremy, and one is the side controlled by Jerry.
The Normal Jeremy;
This side is quite shy. Jeremy isn't -the- most adventurous person, honestly. If he had to choose between sky-diving and fishing, he'd first be thinking," Well.. My parachute might not work, and I'll die because I can't fly. My fishing boat might sink, but at least I can swim.. " . This is how he is, and it's hard to stop it. He simply can't control these thoughts. It doesn't mean he is always staying in his comfort zone; it simply means it is the place where he would like to stay if he always could.
Another thing about his 'normal' side, is that he is more prone to goofing up. In school, he gets straight As. He's a smart guy, and he won't hide it. But when it comes to his social life, he isn't always sure on what to do. He thinks to the future, but he can skip out on very small and important details. Like, if someone is flirting with him, he might not realise until it suddenly gets awkward. Jeremy is also prone to bullying and whenever he gets into fights.. This is where Jerry steps in.
The Jerry-domain;
Whenever in need, in trouble, take heed. Jerry is there, and not to be messed with, but now this no longer rhymes.
-cough-.
Jerry is not like Jeremy. In fact, that's why he's there, and why Jeremy hates him sometimes. Jeremy doesn't know it, but Jerry lives on Jeremy's troubles and his problems. Jerry is always watching in the background, waiting to take his cue. Whenever Jeremy is about to get himself in trouble, but starts to back away, Jerry usually steps in and either:
1. Resolves it (just so he can break it again)
2. Makes it worse (just because it's fun)
Sometimes, when things in Jeremy's life gets good, he distracts him. Makes illusions, plays around with his brain. Once, he actually slowed down Jeremy's heart rate until it was critical. He has only done it once, but Jeremy is fearful. He has tried SO hard to eliminate Jerry, but he always has many new tricks.
Likes:
+ Apples
+ Jokes
+ The Simpsons
+ Trusty-worthy people
+ Products with loser slogans
+ Nice
+ Albert Einstein
+ People who feel the need to hate against people just because of their clique.
Dislikes:
- His old Nokia phone
- His grand-mother
- Jerry
- Back-stabbers
- Oranges.
History: Originally American, his family moved to Monaco when he was 3. He still has an American accent, though it is slightly fading. Anyway, his father was always setting up small businesses all over the place; once, one of them had to shut down, resulting in a huge loss of money. When he was 6, they moved over to Nice. It's in France, a short drive away from Monaco.
He had made quite a few friends when he was in Monaco, and those were the only friends he'd had for a long time. In Nice, he was severely picked on, bullied, and hated for pretty much no reason at all. After 6 years of having to endure this sort of pain, he broke down into tears. In private, of course; it would have been embarrassing to have done it in front of people.
That was how Jerry came around. The only one who listened, the only one who actually 'cared'. He used to give him advice. Sometimes, Jeremy let Jerry 'step in', and take his battles on. That was how Jerry soon learnt how to control Jeremy. But he never did it against Jeremy's will. Not until a certain incident, but that will be explained later.
During this time, Jeremy met a girl named Samantha. She actually lived in Monaco, but drived over to Promenade Des Anglais once every 2 weeks. Jeremy didn't fall in love with her, and neither did she, but they were such good friends. Nothing could break them up.
Until, one day, Jeremy's older sister Abby got into a car crash. She would be at University most of the time, come over to their house for 2 hours and then go out to party. She didn't stay at her dorm on weekends, so she would ring the doorbell at 5am on a Saturday. Her parents had always known the problem was with her boyfriend, Tyler. They had told her the night before not to be with this guy. She did listen - it was Tyler who refused to respect her. Abby left him, he got drunk. Jeremy had called her, while she was about to leave the night-club; made a few jokes and when Abby was just about to tell him she was coming home, Tyler pushed her into the front passenger seat, getting in and driving off. Where they were heading, no one knows, for the car smashed into a lorry. Abby died on the spot, while Tyler died while in a Coma. His family paid their respects, Jeremy and his other sister Amanda couldn't stop crying for days, but the one who took it the worst was Jerry.
Jeremy had always had a close relationship with his sister, so it was so understandable that Jerry was breaking up. Jeremy had no idea that he would actually take it out on himself. He had always felt a bit of a void in his heart, always thinking that if he had not held her up, she would still be here today.
This did not mess up his relationship with Samantha though. She kept him going through this tough time on the phone, through email, whenever she came over... But when his family moved back to Monaco, they broke off, despite the fact that they were living in the same area. That was the last barrier that kept Jerry from going out of control. Jeremy moved here when he was 15, and since then, he has gone through over 30 counsellors, and he knows that will not be the end.
Sexual Orientation: Hetereosexual.
Parents: Freddie "Diego" Kings, Anna Jesabell Kings (her last name was Wickers before she was married).
Siblings: Amanda Kings; ever since Abby died, she has been in a state of depression. Jeremy is the only one she talks to. Amanda is also the only one who knows of Jerry. Jerry is particularly fond of Amanda, and would never do anything against her.
Other: Eh.. They live in an apartment (a nice big one xD) because Jeremy's dad doesn't think such a small family should live in a mansion, or have their own private beach area.
The Player's Skills
Rp Sample:
“Now. Tell me. How do you feel?”
“No, please. You do.”
Jeremy hated counsellors. The very mention of them made him cringe. Especially his.
About 35, medium-sized, red-haired and green contacts. Mrs. Crisely was probably the nosiest counsellor yet. Jeremy had gone through a few. And she was also an easy target. >>
“I asked you first.”
“I asked you second.”
“So?”
“What’s your problem?”
Jeremy had been told several times not to meddle with the counsellors. He didn’t have control of his mind anymore. It was Jerry..
“I don’t have a problem.”
“That’s what they all say..” >>
By the time he had said that, Jeremy’s hand was already reached out to grab Mrs. Crisely’s clipboard with her notes attached to it, but she dodged it.
“Oh, no you don’t. Now. Be serious.”
Mrs. Crisely handed Jeremy her compact pack, making Jeremy very curious indeed.
“You want me to wear makeup?”
“No. I want you to look into the mirror and scream. Scream your mind out.” >>
Jeremy shrugged, looking at his reflection. His fringe fell over his pale face and covered one eye, the other shining a sea-blue.
.
When his self-examination of himself was done, he gave out a timid scream. Mrs. Crisely frowned slightly. “Come on. You can do better than that.”
“I’m not a screamer.”
“Just try.” >>
“Let me have a go, Jeremy!” Jerry suddenly said, projecting himself from Jeremy’s mind onto the empty chair next to him. Jeremy knew it was all in his head – another of Jerry’s illusions. It just looked like he was really alive..
“No, Jerry, don’t..” he muttered, closing his eyes. But he couldn’t stop him. Jerry let out a scream, forcing Jeremy to give out an ear-piercing yell himself. >>
It was just as well Mrs. Crisely could only hear Jeremy. She was already on the floor.
“Just.. Just go.” She told him sharply, looking somewhat faint. Jeremy just shrugged, grabbing his bag from the side.
It was firm his shoulder that was covered by a plain black t-shirt and matching jeans. No, Jeremy wasn’t into black and crap. Jerry chose it. >>
“Actually,” Jerry started. He wasn’t visible any more, but Jeremy could hear him, “I wanted the one that said, ‘Caution – Sanity is not my thing’, or maybe..”
Jerry continued to drone on about the different shirts he wanted. As if Jerry cared.
“See ya Mrs. Crisely!” Jeremy smiled, waving as he left the dazed woman. >>
“Stop ruining my life. I invented your for peaceful reasons.”
“Oh, lighten up.” Jerry replied. “At least I got you out.”
“Yeah, and in with another counsellor!” Jeremy said back, having to keep remembering only he could hear Jerry.
It’s probably best that Jerry is explained.
Back when Jeremy was about 12, he was the boy everyone picked on. >>
The boy who had no friends, the one who just wanted someone like him to talk to.
Out of nowhere, came Jerry. Jeremy liked to picture him as a blonde, blue-eyed boy. Long (for a male, at least) hair, medium height. Jerry was just a figment of his imagination.
The thing about Jerry was that he wouldn’t judge him. >>
Jerry would listen, sometimes even respond. And when he did, it would be what he wanted to hear.
Jeremy liked to call it his inner voice – now with more personalised features. It gave Jeremy more courage and feel more ‘him’. No longer was he ‘wee-wee Jeremy’, but he was now respected and had friends. Thanks to Jeremy.
And then it all changed. >>
All it took was his sister, Abby, one car and a drunken boyfriend. The accident was 3 months ago. Since then, Jerry had changed. He was no longer helpful and cheerful. No longer the Jerry Jeremy had created. And that changed Jeremy too.
Since Jeremy had created Jerry, Jerry somewhat ‘controlled’ his life. He was following his inner self, after all. >>
And that part just wanted to take it out on everyone. Including himself.
“Hey, Jeremy. Look over there. Some kid is reading a book. Go on. Go over there. Rip it.”
“I don’t even know her.”
“Come on. One, two, three…”
Jeremy’s feet started to walk towards the female, unable to stop. Eventually, Jeremy was in front of her. He grabbed her book from her, holding it in his two hands. >>
Just as Jeremy thought Jerry would (yet again) screw his life, he realised he had just closed it and was staring at the cover. “French Rev, yeah, I did this..” he babbled, handing her back the book and scuttling off.
“Gotcha.” Jerry said proudly, now ‘walking’ next to him. Jeremy frowned.
“You know, sometimes I wish –“
“That you never created me. Hmm. Remember life before me, huh?” >>
“At least it was better than this torture you’re putting me through.”
Jerry was about to reply, when he tripped over. Jeremy wasn’t sure whether he made Jerry fall, or how he even fell, but he started to laugh under his breath, hiding his grin.
“Shut up.” Jerry said, but Jeremy wasn’t paying attention to him any more. >>
He was too busy concentrating on not making eye contact with some of his former pals, as he tried to get back into the main building again. He needed to get to his locker.
One of his old friends tried to talk to him, but Jeremy shrugged them off, neatly swerving away through the crowd and into the main door.
“Nice. I see you’ve been taking lessons.”
“Not funny.” >>
“Haha.” Jerry laughed mockingly.
Jeremy just scowled, reaching his locker and entering the combination. Unlike everyone else’s locker, his actually opened. Just as well. Jerry would probably have made him dent his locker instead of opening it. With a small click, the locker opened and revealed all its contents. >>
A few posters, his phone, a sheet with lyrics he had to sing next Music class, a pair of fluffy red dice he was yet to return to someone (Jerry made him grab it form some poor kid) and a HomePride bobble-head toy. Jerry leaned on a locker, facing Jeremy.
“Gotta love that hat..” Jeremy and Jerry said in unison. Jeremy hadn’t expected it. Sometimes he forgot Jerry’s original source. >>
“Well, I am you after all.” Jerry reminded him, with a small smile.
With a sigh, Jeremy took the fluffy car accessory out of his locker and hung it on his finger.
“I always liked the green ones.” Jerry commented on the dice.
“Black and white is my personal.” Jerry said, shrugging. >>
“I don’t understand why you have to be so anti-social. I don’t understand why you have to keep messing things up.” Jeremy suddenly challenged, closing his locker, not properly facing him. “I hate how you keep screwing things up. I hate.. I hate how you keep changing me.” Now Jeremy kept his voice to a mutter, trying not to move his lips. He was leaning on his locker now, staring at the dice. >>
Jerry’s somewhat nice face turned into a cold, hard look.
“It’s elementary, dear Watson.”
“Sherlock Holmes never said that.”
“Whatever. I haven’t changed you, I’m bringing the real you out.”
“It’s not me. It’s you. You’re evil now. I will get rid of you, Jerry.”
Jerry started to get angry, making Jeremy talk a small step back. Jerry just went forward. >>
“I am the one who made you what you are and I can take you back to your stupid shy self.
People want to be your friend, no matter what your mood, and I did that for you. I don’t care what you say, where you go, what counsellor you get. There is one fact you can never change. I control you, Jeremy.
I control you.” ||
1. I use this on the Neo boards.
2. No, the richhies have no idea...ies. No one in the school does. Not even about counselling.