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[ OPEN ] Jesse's arrival
WHO: Jesse Pinkman and… ???
WHERE: Various places!
WHEN: First few days of Jesse's arrival
OPEN TO: Anyone! Everyone!
WARNINGS: Nothing of note, but will edit if anything arises! Got a permissions post here, tho, should you need to know what warnings generally come with Pinkman territory.
››› HIDING OUT IN HOUSE #14 — open to all
››› DOWN BY THE RIVER — open to all
››› WILDCARD
WHERE: Various places!
WHEN: First few days of Jesse's arrival
OPEN TO: Anyone! Everyone!
WARNINGS: Nothing of note, but will edit if anything arises! Got a permissions post here, tho, should you need to know what warnings generally come with Pinkman territory.
››› HIDING OUT IN HOUSE #14 — open to all
[ So, did anyone happen to witness the skinny, scrawny guy who'd been thrashing about in the fountain a couple of days ago? Burst through the surface of the water with a gasping, wheezing splutter and clambered over the edge like he was trying to scale a huge wall, and landed with a sprawling wet splat onto the dusty ground. Then promptly scrambled onto his hands and knees and puked his guts up (from water inhalation or from breathless panic, it's hard to say).
Well. If anyone did witness that, or if they witnessed a bewildered and terrified young dude scurrying through the dirt streets in soggy, light grey scrubs, they might have seen him darting frantic looks all around him for somewhere to hide before making a beeline for a house that appeared empty. Lucky for Jesse, it was: #14; the yellow house with the red trim. Right by the police station. Because nobody would be dumb enough to want to live in a house right by a police station, especially the likes of people like Jesse Pinkman, but blind panic will make a person not think too rationally about these things in times of distress.
A couple of days have passed since. Jesse hasn't emerged. He really hasn't eaten. Hasn't showered. Hasn't dared to venture out yet into this strange, new world he's found himself in. He's too bewildered and scared out of his wits to right now. But if anyone passes the house, they might see a face hovering at the window from between the curtains with wide eyes and a spooked out expression exactly like this. (OOC: cw for drug use in video.) Maybe a neighbour would like to check in on him? Or a curious passerby? Or someone who witnessed this skinny little manchild arriving in the fountain? ]
Well. If anyone did witness that, or if they witnessed a bewildered and terrified young dude scurrying through the dirt streets in soggy, light grey scrubs, they might have seen him darting frantic looks all around him for somewhere to hide before making a beeline for a house that appeared empty. Lucky for Jesse, it was: #14; the yellow house with the red trim. Right by the police station. Because nobody would be dumb enough to want to live in a house right by a police station, especially the likes of people like Jesse Pinkman, but blind panic will make a person not think too rationally about these things in times of distress.
A couple of days have passed since. Jesse hasn't emerged. He really hasn't eaten. Hasn't showered. Hasn't dared to venture out yet into this strange, new world he's found himself in. He's too bewildered and scared out of his wits to right now. But if anyone passes the house, they might see a face hovering at the window from between the curtains with wide eyes and a spooked out expression exactly like this. (OOC: cw for drug use in video.) Maybe a neighbour would like to check in on him? Or a curious passerby? Or someone who witnessed this skinny little manchild arriving in the fountain? ]
››› DOWN BY THE RIVER — open to all
[ How many days have passed now? Three? In a fit of hunger and realised dread that he ain't going anywhere if he doesn't leave this house to find a way out of here, Jesse has finally emerged from the house. Burst out the front door, runs down the steps, goes running for his life down the main street with scrawny legs and arms pumping and eyes wide with terror. He doesn't know where he's going, but soon enough, he's approaching a river. And god, even though adrenalin has him running with the speed of a startled and spooked animal, his smoker lungs can barely manage. So, he comes skidding to a stop by the river, panting, wheezing, sweating, and bends over double with his hands on his knees while choking out a gnarly smoker cough.
Movement in the water suddenly. Jesse freezes, despite being mid-cough. And then— ]
Aaa-aaahhh, Jesus! Jesus, wh-what the fuck—?!
[ Jesse's broken shout of surprise echoes across the river, and probably carries a little up towards the village, as he goes stumbling backwards, sprawling onto his ass. A reptilian-looking thing is scurrying out of the water towards him with the enthusiasm of a friendly dog. Jesse's feet dig into the ground as he frantically scrambles backwards from it, shrieking in terror. ]
Movement in the water suddenly. Jesse freezes, despite being mid-cough. And then— ]
Aaa-aaahhh, Jesus! Jesus, wh-what the fuck—?!
[ Jesse's broken shout of surprise echoes across the river, and probably carries a little up towards the village, as he goes stumbling backwards, sprawling onto his ass. A reptilian-looking thing is scurrying out of the water towards him with the enthusiasm of a friendly dog. Jesse's feet dig into the ground as he frantically scrambles backwards from it, shrieking in terror. ]
››› WILDCARD
[ If there is something specific you would like to do, feel free to post up a starter! I'm still acquainting myself with the game setting etc., so tossing a random scenario at me would be a useful way for me to learn more about the game. Send me a PM if you want to discuss anything beforehand! ]
house #14
When a couple days passed and she hadn't seen anyone new around, her concern grew. Were they afraid and hiding? Or was it something more sinister than that?
Luckily for her, the mystery was solved rather quickly enough. The face staring out through the window caught her by surprise at first, but his expression was more freaked out than anything else, so she took a chance.
She smiled and waved.]
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He doesn't smile back, but he does take a chance back by lifting a hesitant hand to return the wave. ...Hi? ]
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After a moment, she points toward the door of the house before miming knocking on it, looking at him expectantly.
She wants to know if he'll answer it if she knocks.]
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The front door cracks open, wide enough for Jesse to peek his face out of. Spooked little man, all wide eyes and spiky, unkempt hair, his light grey scrubs hanging off his skinny ass frame like he might as well be wearing a colourless clown suit. ]
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She doesn't even need to lightly knock as he opens up the door for her anyway. He's clearly scared out of his wits, so she does her best to look as un-intimidating as possible.
It's not too hard for her at least, even if she's wearing all bright red. (She's just glad she has something that isn't scrubs not too long ago.)]
Are you okay?
[Clearly he isn't, but she figures she can give him the chance to tell her what's got him so spooked. If it's something more than the obvious, anyway.]
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But, hey. This girl - she definitely seems normal. In her tight pants and her red top, and her hot ass figure Jesse would 100% be checking out if he wasn't so spooked by this entire situation he's trapped in.
...Okay, maaaybe he's now attempting to appear just a little tougher, now there's a hot chick standing in front of him? Masculinity and all that stuff, you know. He opens the door wider and tries to appear a bit more casual as he leans against the door frame. Not super convincing, Pinkman. ]
Uh... Y-Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. Just... y'know. [ Pushing his fidgeting hand into his scrubs pocket, his eyes doing a quick and cautious dart around at the environment beyond the front porch. His gaze settles back on the girl. ] Bit confused about where the hell I am and... stuff.
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It's not particularly convincing, but she'll refrain from calling him out on it so that he can keep his dignity intact.]
I wish I had really good answers for you, but we're kind of all trying to figure it out ourselves. [She might as well be honest while still trying not to dump too much information on him that will just make her sound crazy.] But we're stuck here for the moment, for better or for worse. The good news is that everyone you'll find in town is all in the same boat.
[She presses her lips together before she points down the road.]
There's an Inn that way. They have food, if you're hungry.