Jerry Dandridge (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
outforbloodinvegas) wrote2012-02-11 09:55 am
outforbloodinvegas) wrote2012-02-11 09:55 am
Two ~
[Are you worried about Jerry? Having trouble sleeping? Why? He's still here. He's still doing what needs to be doing.
Namely planning a way out of here as best as he can manage.]
It seems like a lot of people haven't been feeling too positive lately. [he looks sympathetic. All the sympathetic.] I'm sorry that I missed the cook-out that was sponsored by Mr. Cage right?
I think that was probably a smart idea. I'm only sorry that I wasn't able to attend. It's the [quick smile] It's the sun.
We don't particularly agree.
Are there any night-time activities that go on that might need one more player? Hell, I have a glove and a ball...I'd love for someone to just toss a baseball around.
[Slight Spam]
[Jerry has been watching and waiting. He's been testing the limits of his significantly reduced powers and now it's time for another test. There's no text, just a command-it's one he only used once with Ed, his minion and the only power he still has on the barge.
The thing is, it may work. It may not.
Come.]
Namely planning a way out of here as best as he can manage.]
It seems like a lot of people haven't been feeling too positive lately. [he looks sympathetic. All the sympathetic.] I'm sorry that I missed the cook-out that was sponsored by Mr. Cage right?
I think that was probably a smart idea. I'm only sorry that I wasn't able to attend. It's the [quick smile] It's the sun.
We don't particularly agree.
Are there any night-time activities that go on that might need one more player? Hell, I have a glove and a ball...I'd love for someone to just toss a baseball around.
[Slight Spam]
[Jerry has been watching and waiting. He's been testing the limits of his significantly reduced powers and now it's time for another test. There's no text, just a command-it's one he only used once with Ed, his minion and the only power he still has on the barge.
The thing is, it may work. It may not.
Come.]
[Spamish]
[He thinks. He doesn't mean to be contrary, or the irritated whine that accompanies the words, he just thought the instructions would be more specific than "feel it".
But he can work with that, at least, if it's just a matter of finding the right "place". He starts poking at it without waiting for an answer, probing for the small direction he was given. Find the hunger, and what's behind it, latch onto it, become it...Except it's incomplete, it's just like at Vincent's. Bat ears, piranha teeth, and...that's it. You sure that's all there is to it, Jerry?]
Re: [Spamish]
...That is a surprise. And not a welcome one but he ignores it. There's an angry roar as he attacks him.]
Fight back
[He'll shock the wolf out of you dammit.]
[Spamish]
He doesn't need the order though, even if it's Jerry he refuses to just take it. The answer is more shocked snarl than echoing roar, but he lashes out with hooked claws, bares his teeth and meets the attack the best he can. It's hardly on par, but he's determined to at least give it his all, and as he slowly gives up conscious anticipation in favor of raw violence and a refusal to lose, something finally twists.
Ed's...shrinking, Jerry. And getting furrier. Congrats?]
Re: [Spamish]
He waits until he's full turned before shifting-far too quickly before opening the door-shirtless-and shifting himself.]