[OPEN] i'm taking back the crown

[cacophonish]

Who: "Jeff" & anyone who wants to visit
What: Jail :(
When: Mid-month (immediately after this post) til... end of month? What's time anymore, I don't know
Where: The Brig :(
Warnings: Possible references to violence, possession, character death

Notes: it's pretty likely that there's somebody guarding the brig at any given time, even if they're not explicitly mentioned, so things aren't likely to go off the rails here. hit me up at weeyotch / weeyotch#8200 if you want to plot anything specific!

I see what's mine and take it
Ughhhhhhh. The brig! Is! So! Boring!! How is it, after two-and-whatever years trapped in this hellhole (plus or minus a year, decade, century, whatever, who knows how long it's been since he shuffled off to the great Nothing), this is his first time seeing the inside of the brig? Back on his cruise, if he acted up too much, and someone had to put him down? They went ahead and did it.

But not this time. No, now he's just sitting in a cell, dying of boredom, because the passengers don't have the balls to kill him.

But hey, you know what? Silver linings, looking at the bright side, turning lemons into lemonade, whatever: At least he doesn't have to pretend to be Jeff anymore.

Anyone who comes and visits (interrogates?) him will find that while he may look like sweet, simple, stupid Jeff, everything about him-- the way he moves, the way he speaks, the expressions on this face-- he's all Chase Collins.

Not that... not that anyone knows who Chase Collins is. But, well, if you want to find out, now's your chance.

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[cacophonish]

"Love it?" He laughs at the question. The truth is: it's complicated. There were things he loved about it, sure, plenty. But did he love it the way Jeff loved the Gift? Did he feel reverence and harmony and connection, all that hippie dippy crap?

Hell no. And he doesn't want to.

"I loved the way it felt. I loved to Use. There's nothing like the rush it brings."

[midnightroads]

"Big difference in the attitude there--that's probably part of why his magic doesn't work well for you at all. The way I understand it, there's a lot of passion that goes into all expressions of the Gift, even if it manifests differently for different people. Meanwhile, mine's a little closer to you, I think. Not entirely, but ours is Power. I have divine ichor in my veins, not just blood. I carry the potential for my father's purviews and perhaps more beside, and in my own world, the eyes of Fate would be upon me."

This is something he's never really gotten so direct about with Jeff.