nomoresportscars | Entries tagged with issue: off-screen kanima

Jackson wasn't sure if he'd actually made the decision to leave Fandom for Beacon Hills yesterday. He just knew he was there now. And he wished he could have said he'd been surprised to wake up at home in his bed this morning, with no recollection of getting there, but there were only so many times you could get control snatched from you before it started feeling like the most disturbing routine thing ever. And the truth was, it had been worse for the past week or so. Even while he was in Fandom, it had been like... like he'd beed able to feel it. More than usual. Like he was enver really alone, like there was someone right behind him, right outside his field of vision. In Beacon Hills, it was worse. Like a hand on his shoulder. Like he was slowly slipping away from himself.

( It wasn't really his decision whether he played the championship game tonight or not, was it? )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Taken from Teen Wolf S02E11 'Battlefield'. Another post coming up a little later tonight, and then Jackson is gonna be dooooone with canon! Finally. Warning for... Idek. Let's call it self-harm.]

Current Mood: weird

This was probably a bad idea, but Jackson was getting used to those. He wasn't even sure he'd at any point explicitly made the decision to take the portal back to Beacon Hills, and go to Lydia's party. He'd been agonizing over it all day but in the end ––

He'd kind of just done it.

And here he was. The party was in full swing when he got there. Lydia stuck a glass of punch in his hand and told him she was gladly he'd been able to make it. And he barely felt like he was there. The party milled about around him but all he could really do was stand and drink, and he felt like it went on forever, everything blurring together.

( And then something bizarre happened. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Taken from TW episodes S02E09 'Party Guessed' and S02E10 'Fury'. Special magpie guest appearance at the end written by the lovely

abitlowkey.]

Current Mood: confused

Jackson had chosen not to go on the spring break trip for two reasons. One, he'd had zero interest in being stuffed in a cabin with some random classmate. Two, he'd known the full moon was going to happen during the trip.

Sadly, only one of those reasons had worked in his favor.

( Jackson has a bad time in Beacon Hills, water also still wet. )

Getting back to Fandom right now… He was actually almost glad to be back. It'd probably pass, but starting to unpack his bag he felt at least a little bit less weird.

[ooc: Summarized from TW S02E07 'Restraint' because I was lazy this week. Open door/post although I have no idea when I'm passing out so it may lead to SP.]

Current Mood: anxious

How, exactly, did Jackson end up being part of the lame little team dragging Lydia to safety after school? Well, chemistry class had come and gone. Lydia had been slipped some of the same poison that had paralyzed Jackson last night – and she'd been fine. Cue everyone else freaking out because Derek freaking Hale was outside the school, clearly waiting for the ends of the school day so he could kill Lydia, unless they convinced him she wasn't the kanima.

( Of course none of this had been Jackson's problem, but it was about to be. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC okay. Still from TW S02E05. DUN DUN DUN.]

Current Mood: determined

Jackson had been home since yesterday. It hadn't been terribly eventful. (Or so he thought. There had been a trip to a garage. It hadn't been pretty. But he didn't know that.) Tonight, though, he'd made it down to the school because Beacon Hills was in the semi-finals, and it wasn't like he could miss this.

Also, Danny was going to be there to discuss the tape with him. Finally.

( Abomination! )

And after this, it was going to be another uneventful evening.

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Taken from TW S02E04.]

Current Mood: surprised

Jackson woke up with a gasp.

He was –– he was still on his bed. In his room. He'd kind of expected to wake up somewhere else. There were a lot of other things he'd expected, too. He'd expected to be awake for the change, too, but it didn't matter. He rushed to the camera, stopping the recording so he could start fast forwarding through it.

And fast forwarding more, and more.

"No," he muttered. "No, no no no."

But there was nothing on the video. Just... him, sleeping. No transformation, no nothing. No. It wasn't fair, it wasn't right. Why wasn't there a change? His frustration flared up, and he threw the camera across the room. The sound caught his mother's attention, and he could hear her asking what happened from somewhere else in the house.

"Nothing happened!" he snapped. "Nothing at all."

[ooc: NFB/NFI/OOC-okay. Taken again from TW S02E02. Moar to come later today, probably.]

Current Mood: angry

Jackson's non-Christmas break had been uneventful. If you didn't count the occasionally continued black... leaking, and his brief talk with the Derek Hale in Beacon Hills who'd been about as lacking in reassurance as his counterpart in Fandom. And Jackson didn't count those, if only because he was doing his best to ignore them. It was the night of the full moon, tonight. Moment of truth. That was all he was focusing on.

( Spoiler alert: I refrained from recapping the bit where he admires himself in the mirror. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Warning for brief mention of off-screen abuse (and Jackson's utter douchebaggery re: same, sigh). Taken from Teen Wolf S02E02 'Shape Shifted'.]

Current Mood: restless

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