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Mar 7 2017, 01:52 AM
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"He hehe." the bone chilling giggle echoed through the forest. The sound bounced off tree to tree, making it sound like it was coming from every direction. As the giggle reached the camp site, the sound of crickets stopped and utter silence filled the campsite. Not even the fire made a sound as it danced. Almost all sound was gone. Silence enveloped the area like a giant plastic bag over a head. It was suffocating and permeated with a sense of fear and dread.
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His magic may not be a strong and devastating as the likes of the Evil Queen or Rumpelstiltskin, but Jack had some handy skills. Skills that made it easier for him to sneak up on people. For those who knew the stories or even knew him at all, deathly silence was a sign that the pumpkin king was nearby. Oh those tall tails about him made him giggle. He even once heard that a sign of Skeleton Jack would be if the walls of your home would bleed greed blood. It was so ridiculous that he did it to a home once in the Enchanted Forest. But those who really knew him, knew of him long before his banishment, would know that a sign of his appearance of be the suffocating silence that followed his bone chattering giggle.
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And that's exactly what he hoped he would remember. After all these years, after so long of being separated, he had finally gotten a lead. He had been at the diner as usual, enjoying (well not really) a sandwich when he heard two old ladies talking. They gossiped how they were worried about a lonely boy who was causing trouble. When the name Pan was dropped, the grin that split across his face actually caused some people to worry. He started asking around and he followed his leads.
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He found him. Finally. After all these years. Peter Pan. Jack's ticket out of this town and back to Neverland. He kept his distance, lurking in the shadows as how he always did. After all, he wasn't a boogeyman if he just upped and popped into existence. No no no. He wanted to greet his friend in style. He wanted to show him just how much more powerful Jack is now compared to how he was years go.
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"Peter...." a light airy whisper echoed in the forest.

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Peter Pan Notes: Lets play hide and seek :3.
Mar 7 2017, 01:17 AM
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Jack wasn't suicidal, let's let that be clear. He knew his limits. He knew not to get in trouble. He knew to always keep his head down, don't draw attention to himself, ect ect. He was no villain, just a creature trying to live a happy life siphoning fear from people to feed his hunger and increase his power until he was strong enough to get back to Neverland. It was why he never tried to get into the line of sight of the heroes in town. Knowing their luck, one wrong word and suddenly they'll know exactly what he was.
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However with the recent events going on, and Jack's discovery of a huge lack of fear in the air, Jack needed to flick the dominoes and get things going again. He needed people to be afraid of something. But he wasn't dumb enough to do it himself. He didn't want to get caught and end up dead. Not that he could. He had a plan. A long gratuitous plan that would take some time to get going, but when it all came together, Jack would finally have what he wanted. But first, he needed to lay down some foundations that would keep said plan sturdy and strong. He'd seen enough villains fail because their plans were either waaay to convoluted or waaay to unprepared. They either overestimated their power or underestimated the heroes. He wasn't about to make that mistake. So he found himself in front of Gold's Pawnshop.
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He'd been living in this town long enough that the bad guys always found their way to Mr. Gold/Rumpelstiltskin. Or Rumpelstiltskin would find their way to them. He might as well nip that little bud and get on with it. Lay down all the cards on the table. No surprises. He entered the shop ready to speak with Mr. Gold about a deal. One that he was sure the man would go through with.
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But then he saw something shiny and got distracted. "Ooooh. Pretty," He said as he walked up to two strange puppets. They were creepy, looking like dried up humans. He giggled at the sight. He could just imagine them springing to life. "What does a guy need to do to get his hands on a couple of goodies like you. What do you think, Ooogie? Thing they'll look good in theshop?"" Jack asked his insect stuffed rag doll.
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@[Rumpelstiltskin] Notes: Jack is so easily distracted, even when he's got plans.
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Oh how bored was he. Bored of the lack of fun and adventure. This was why he longed to return to Neverland. At least at this hour of the evening there would be something to do in Neverland. Sure back before he was a raving lunatic with a thirst for screams, he played hide and seek with the Lost Boys, and after he became was he was today his nights were spent hunting. Now, his evening were spent doing stock. Gods he took his job too seriously sometimes.
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After years of just sitting on the sidelines, Jack decided now would be a fun time to do more than just watch. It was too happy around here. Sure there was tension in the air, but there wasn't that rich, delicious nectar of fear in the air that came with villains running around and trying to do whatever they wanted with the town. He needed to fix that. But he couldn't do it himself. No, going around and creating the fear himself would get the attention of too many people. He needed to be the catalyst, not the tool. He wanted to the stir the pot and enjoy the simmering sense of dread and fear And the very thought was reminding him that he hadn't had a decent meal in a while.
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As he wandered the streets of Storybrooke, Jack was musing on what to do. He could start a fire, burn something down. But he doubt he could get away with it. Then again with magic, no one ever thought to do that whole CSI thing he's seen on the moving picture box. No, burning a place down would be too risky. So would running someone down with a car. Not that he had an actual car to drive. Ugh sometimes being a teenager sucks. He was just about to go break into someone's house when he saw something. <p>
The Rabbit Hole
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While he couldn't go in since he was under age, that didn't mean the place didn't provide him with a little bit of...pleasure. Brawl fights tend to unsettle people, making them nervous. It'll do for now. He inhaled deeply. Then snarled. Nobody was scared tonight, just drunk. "What's a guy got to do to get a bloody meal around here?" Jack asked with a sneer. He was about ready to settle when he saw something. Or felt something.
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A car hit him, nearly running him down. Thank goodness for him not being able to actually feel pain. Or die. Mostly thank gods he can't die. He looked up to see two words staring back at him. De Vil. A crooked grin split across his ashen face. "Hello...This'll do." He grinned as he got up and dusted himself off as he turned to greet the Queen of Darkness.

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Cruella de Vil Notes: Yeah he can take a hit. Hope this meeting works.
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Jack was bored. And honestly that was never a good thing. Not for him and not for anyone with any sense of self-preservation. He spent so long as a Lost Boy in his youth. Well, technical youth. He honestly haven't aged since the whole Neverland thing, but that was besides that point. He was a free spirit. Wild and untamed and needed to be free to enjoy life. Un-life. Whatever it was he had. He had all the time in the world, but with so much time in the world, there was so much of it that was left to his own devices and he had no idea what to do with that time.
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Sure, running a toy store had its perks. One of those perks was a hell of a lot of toys to play with. Sometimes he would just spend hours messing around with the toys, playing with them, tweaking some of them to be a little more...dangerous. And some times, occasionally - ok most of the time - he'd put a curse on a toy or two. It wasn't like he really cared about owning a profitable business, but a cover story. And playing the whole concerned shop keep was getting old so fast. There was only so much of "staring in concern" he could take.
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So the wraith would occasionally go to the town's watering hole. Well the legal watering hole. The one downside to being eternally young was that he was stuck as a teenager. No booze. Yay. Not that he could drink the stuff. Everything tastes like ash to him. Even water. But regardless of whether or not he could eat or drink food, he still enjoyed the more simple things, like taking time and enjoying the sights that came with it. The one thing about Storybrooke that Jack oh so loved was that you could always expect someone somewhere to be trying to cause mischief and chaos.
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There was Zelena trying to rewrite time, there was the Ice Queen with her whole shattered sight thing (Jack ended up in a food coma after that delectable brawl), then the Author fiasco. The bad guys were few and far and had their own little unique take on being bad which usually ended in the" portal in the sky" final battle, but the one common thing they all had was that they frequented the diner. Seriously, this place was full of tension and anger and people just hating each other that Jack was surprised the place was still running or that people were still coming here. The food really must be good if people still showed up.
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At the moment, he was perched at the counter, watching the guests while he read a book and sipped at hot cocoa. Just because he couldn't actually eat and drink didn't mean he couldn't do it to blend in with the world. Although today the atmosphere was missing some serious tension. Seriously, if someone didn't start a fight soon he was going to poison someone's lasagna.

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