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Notes on play with Jono )
half_a_soul: (With a mouth)
Jono had known it was likely to happen at some point. He'd been far too deep into Jackson's mind to not know why exactly he had run to the Nexus and why he was so insistent on not going back. Not, mind, that Jono wouldn't have tried talking him out of returning to his world, but it was easier that he didn't want to.

And, after about six months with nothing happening, Jono started to relax, as well.

The first one, he met in the Nexus. )
half_a_soul: (Haven't a prayer)
After that conversation with some Ianto in the Nexus, Jono retreated to think. And the more he thought about it, the more ill he felt. Because he was selfish enough to not want to lose his lover friend.

He headed back to Jackson's space in the Nexus, glancing around to make sure nobody unsavory had found it. And that the ginger asshole was nowhere in sight because Jono couldn't guarantee what he'd do if he saw the bloke. Ducking inside, he reached out mentally for the young man. Jackson? You 'ere, mate?
half_a_soul: (WTF mate)
He seriously, seriously can't explain why he was doing it.

No, that wasn't entirely true. Jono could explain a lot of it. Jackson hadn't freaked when he'd learned about Jono's powers. Hell, he even thought the flaming energy was 'cool'. There were people who had accepted him for who he was, had even accepted the powers. But even amongst the freaks, Jono knew he was a freak.

And Jackson had never even blinked. Didn't pity Jono. He just took it all in stride. And that was the reason he brought Jackson back to his basement room in the Mansion, with its psychic dampening field. Enough to keep prying eyes and minds out of his room.

Here we are, he says, stepping back a little to toss his PINpoint onto the couch. The room was large and spacious, one end wall dominated by a music system and the majority of his CD and vinyl collections. The vinyl spilled over into boxes that he kept at that end and his iPod is docked on the stereo at the moment. The computer is scrunched onto a desk between the records and the couch. His guitars are dotted around the room, some of them on the wall and one in a stand by the bed. Band posters and a TV are all the other decoration he really has. Along with a fairly standard queen-sized bed. Which hasn't been made, but nobody ever sees it, normally.
half_a_soul: (WTF mate)

How Will I Die Quiz

How Will I Die Quiz

You will die at the age of 92

You will die of a heart attack at a Tom Jones concert

Find out how you will die at Quizopolis.com

Quizopolis


Obviously, these quizzes know nothing.

For instance, I'd die of embarrassment if I were at a Tom Jones concert. Not a heart attack. And I doubt Tom Jones will live that long.
half_a_soul: (Uh-huh/Sure)
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Broadsword of Enlightened Compassion.

Get yours.


What can I say? I can be easily amused.
half_a_soul: (Haven't a prayer)
How to make a Chamber
Ingredients:

5 parts mercy

3 parts brilliance

5 parts beauty
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of emotion and enjoy!


Username:


Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com


I don't think this one works at all.
half_a_soul: (Rock God)
So. There was a [livejournal.com profile] dear_multiverse challenge to make albums for our pups. And while I don't have the music for most of my other pups, I have an abundance for Jono. Mostly because he's the only one I've ever really gotten a list together for. The music isn't really all that much stuff that Jono himself would listen to. Mostly it's stuff that reminds me of him, or goes along with his canon. If you want explanations, please ask!

Blame Credit for the title goes to [livejournal.com profile] snapples_apples. Because upon being told that I was working on a mix for Jono, she replied with, "No pressure there. He's only a ROCK GOD."

The Files of a Mutant Rock God )
half_a_soul: (Hat/Hiding)
Celtic Sign )

Okay, sure, I can see it.
half_a_soul: (Uh-huh/Sure)
Yeah, yeah. I'm blaming Jubes for the quizzes. Not sure how well suited either answer is to me, though.

Chinese Mythological Being )

Animal Spirit Guide )
half_a_soul: (Hat/Hiding)
After leaving behind the Whore of Babylon, Jono was leaning more heavily against Angelo. His cowl had been put back into place and he was wobbly, but at least they were away from the...woman.

'Ope I don' get a hangover from this. Didn' even have fun gettin' this way. His words were slurred and his movements heavy. Then he laughed, the sound more creaky than usual. An' 'ere I thought I was in less danger from this place 'cause I don' eat or drink.

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