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ph_logs2026-03-28 08:19 pm
jaxinthebox) wrote in ph_logs2026-03-28 08:19 pm
[Closed] Well, well, look who's inside again
Who: Jax (jaxinthebox), Pomni (jeveuxpartir), & Ragatha (raggedydamn) (and potentially other CR!)
What:Reconnecting after the fall of King Eligos
When: The days following the incidents on March 15th
Where: Jax's townhouse, Downtown Hollow
Warning(s): Suicidal ideation, past gore, and everything that goes into that :)
If it weren't for the knocking at the door that echoes throughout his home, Jax still wouldn't have found a reason to pull himself out of the bed, even at the sun-shining hour of 3PM.
Maybe it isn't the most mature choice, to hide away in his house, or the "responsible" thing to do. Nor is it probably up there in the choices he could've made that might've been filed under "considerate of others." But considering that he got his skin ripped off, got impaled, and accepted his death all in the span of a few hours, then proceeded to have to claw his way desperately through bones and monsters and continued terrors.
Yeah, maybe he should've gotten in touch with the people who give a damn about him. But he distinctly did not do that.
In fact, the note on his door, left to potentially deter visitors, reads:
DIED.
COME BACK LATER.
But, when the knock comes, within a few minutes there's footsteps on the other side of the door nonetheless, and a familiar voice that pipes up. He sounds hazy with sleep, the way one might after a nap that was supposed to be twenty minutes turns into a three-hour one. (That's not entirely off, either, but does it count if you've been in and out of sleep for an entire afternoon?)
"So, can you not read, or are you here to try to do a seance or something? Because I'm not really feeling up to that kinda thing right now."
jaxinthebox), Pomni (jeveuxpartir), & Ragatha (raggedydamn) (and potentially other CR!)What:Reconnecting after the fall of King Eligos
When: The days following the incidents on March 15th
Where: Jax's townhouse, Downtown Hollow
Warning(s): Suicidal ideation, past gore, and everything that goes into that :)
If it weren't for the knocking at the door that echoes throughout his home, Jax still wouldn't have found a reason to pull himself out of the bed, even at the sun-shining hour of 3PM.
Maybe it isn't the most mature choice, to hide away in his house, or the "responsible" thing to do. Nor is it probably up there in the choices he could've made that might've been filed under "considerate of others." But considering that he got his skin ripped off, got impaled, and accepted his death all in the span of a few hours, then proceeded to have to claw his way desperately through bones and monsters and continued terrors.
Yeah, maybe he should've gotten in touch with the people who give a damn about him. But he distinctly did not do that.
In fact, the note on his door, left to potentially deter visitors, reads:
DIED.
COME BACK LATER.
But, when the knock comes, within a few minutes there's footsteps on the other side of the door nonetheless, and a familiar voice that pipes up. He sounds hazy with sleep, the way one might after a nap that was supposed to be twenty minutes turns into a three-hour one. (That's not entirely off, either, but does it count if you've been in and out of sleep for an entire afternoon?)
"So, can you not read, or are you here to try to do a seance or something? Because I'm not really feeling up to that kinda thing right now."