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[ Jason had enough, this dog form was annoying. He is now running around everywhere holding a large thin stick. He's waving it around like a weapon in the search for the asshole who did this to him.

He tries to bark as he does so but it's muffled and he ends up dropping the stick, hitting the brakes to pick it up again before bolting with the power of nervous energy. He's looking to see if there's anyone who knows where Loki was or if they can change him back so he can kick his ass.]

Goddamn it... Jason, four more days! Can you behave for FOUR DAYS?

[Dodger skids into the frame and picks Jason up by the armpits; since Jason is about knee-high on all fours, his paws are dangling an inch above the floor.]

Put that down. Now.

[ That stumble really fucked him over. Dodger lifts him into the air and he wiggles around limbs flying everywhere as he tries to whap him in the face with the stick. He swings his head wildly while whining. He will not behave right now, he's pissed.

And yeah, Dodger's strong, but he can't hold onto a weasel dog for much longer. The video ends with the stick hitting the side of Dodger's head, Jason falling to the floor and a loud:]

FUCK-

soundspeed

video; un: walkeditoff

This place is very, very boring.

[yeah, good luck keeping this speedster’s attention now that nothing’s breaking.]

Someone should try to race me through the domes. [he flashes one of those patented pietro grins, sharp and smug.] I’ll even give you a head start.

action.

[he’s new and bored, so of course pietro will be found snooping basically anywhere he can in the domes ... maybe looking for interesting things to “”borrow.”” feel free to see a blue and white blur pass by, or run into him at any public space! though maybe not literally on the latter - the force pietro can generate when speeding along is likely to bruise ya!]

ragnarsson

[Watch the memory here!]

[You're happy. This isn't unusual for most people, but it is for you, because happiness doesn't often come around. When it does, it usually hurts. But not right now, so you'll take what you can get. You're in the middle of nowhere in the English countryside without a single building in sight. Hell, there isn't even a road. You're riding on your father's back because crawling will just mean you'll get to wherever you're going by about the time next winter rolls around.

"Come on donkey!" You say, joking around with him. "What if we are walking in the wrong direction, hmmm?" Seriously, it seems like you two have been walking for ages and gotten nowhere.

"Then we'll turn around and walk the other way," he says, braying like a donkey. He was gone for ten years. You should resent him for that. But somehow, talking with him and playing around comes very natural to the two of you. He's an easy man to hate but also an easy man to love.

As he walks, you ask him something that's been on your mind a while. "What is it about you?"

"What?" He questions.

"Well, you do not seem to accept the verdict of the gods."

He throws a question back to you. "What is their verdict? You tell me."

"If you want to know if the gods still favor you, look around. Look at us." Everyone seems to think Ragnar Lothbrok is over the hill, and a time like this, you can't help but wonder if they're right

"You give the gods too much credit," he tells you.

"Oh, so then you disagree with all of us? With the Seer? With everyone?" You say snarkily. Seriously, does he not think that his actions have been governed by his fate at all?

"What if I do? Huh?" He challenges. That makes you pause and you think on that for a long moment. You've always been good at reading people and you're seeing things in your father now that others refuse to see or have long thought were gone from him, that sense of self-assurance that had allowed him to sail to England, become an earl and later king, and raid Paris.

"Well, I guess that is why you are who you are. I never thought of that before. You were just my famous father. I thought you must have got lucky because the gods chose you, but...maybe that is not true." He turns to glance back at you and you get a glimpse of his eyes. The same color, that ice blue as your own. It's not the only thing you share in common. There's a reason he brought you to England and you're sure that will come into play soon.

This talk puts an idea in your head, the same as he did earlier when he told you that you would never be normal. If he's never accepted the verdict of the gods, then who says you have to? Who says you have to be "just a cripple" like everyone has always said?]

smokedout

( Dodger's gonna shoot people. )

smokedout

Anyone know where I can find a drug store? Running low on a couple supplies.

[Way to word that in the least shifty way possible.]

And ah... what's everyone's deal here? Just got here a while ago, but I'm not real cut out for networking. Open to making some friends, though. Folks call me Dodger, and I fix shit for a living. Mostly motorbikes.

The Sphere RP

Entries tagged with oc: jamie dodger

1: It's nasty boy revenge time. (video / @jasonstevenson feat. @dodger)

Memory Share: Rhys Strongfork

one } i got the same old shoes with a new attitude

Memory Share: Come on Donkey

Memory Share: Livin' It Up On Top

1 // audio // @dodger