Jake Berenson (
ohfearlessleader) wrote in
dear_mun2015-04-22 12:17 am
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I must be talking in a different language.
Does the word no mean anything to you? At all? [His voice goes into that calm, silky tone.
Right now, he may act older than he actually is. It's a mentality of a grown man living inside a teenager. He'd been exposed to having to fight for his life, making decisions no one his age should ever have to make, and all those other horrible things that came with fighting in war the first time around...]
I know you understand all the reasons why I'm not for this. How much worse off it would be back there if anyone else arrives to where I am, and how much more insane things have gotten.
[Whenever Jake's not really doing anything, he still thinks about them--his friends--handling things without his leadership. Of course he misses them all. This especially includes his parents...and Tom. Would he ever be freed from the terrors of being helpless in his head, as a Yeerk used him to conquer their home world?
At the same time, he's freaking out on the inside about them ever getting stuck where he is, facing enemies worse than Yeerks. There's someone he knows who is so horrible, terrifying, and powerful that she can somehow hide from the god-like Ellimist's watch. Visser Three wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight at all against her...
Jake's mentally shaking off these worrisome thoughts before they start to really sink in. He can't allow himself to get worked up about this, not now. Not ever.]
Your whims are going to end up causing a lot more trouble for everyone I care about.
Right now, he may act older than he actually is. It's a mentality of a grown man living inside a teenager. He'd been exposed to having to fight for his life, making decisions no one his age should ever have to make, and all those other horrible things that came with fighting in war the first time around...]
I know you understand all the reasons why I'm not for this. How much worse off it would be back there if anyone else arrives to where I am, and how much more insane things have gotten.
[Whenever Jake's not really doing anything, he still thinks about them--his friends--handling things without his leadership. Of course he misses them all. This especially includes his parents...and Tom. Would he ever be freed from the terrors of being helpless in his head, as a Yeerk used him to conquer their home world?
At the same time, he's freaking out on the inside about them ever getting stuck where he is, facing enemies worse than Yeerks. There's someone he knows who is so horrible, terrifying, and powerful that she can somehow hide from the god-like Ellimist's watch. Visser Three wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight at all against her...
Jake's mentally shaking off these worrisome thoughts before they start to really sink in. He can't allow himself to get worked up about this, not now. Not ever.]
Your whims are going to end up causing a lot more trouble for everyone I care about.

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[have a green teen studying you curiously]
You're awfully gloomy, even for this place.
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As Jake's in an irritable mood, his mild manners haven't left him.]
I have my reasons... I can't agree with her way of thinking and attempts to enable right now.
[That's all he'll openly admit, since you're a stranger--and exactly it's not about the enemy being anywhere, or anyone which has been a constant in his past, as the Animorphs' former leader. Though, the old habit of omitting things doesn't really die... There's actually number of other reasons why he won't speak openly in length about his problems.]
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What's she gonna do to take? Maiming? Throwing you at an ex girlfriend? Digging up an old enemy?
Oh! Wait is she turning you into a pony?
[and in a blur of green a grinning green pony is looking at you]
I hear that happens a lot.
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She didn't just do it to Jake either, and it was all for giggles.]Actually, that last thing had already happ--
[He doesn't get to finish that sentence, as he's seen you change forms so much faster than he can... without the need of removing the loose fitting clothes. The grinning in addition to that does award a bit of staring in bewilderment.
What sort of alien are you? That very question sits in the back of his mind.
It takes a moment to recollect what he's saying. (Close your mouth, Jake. You're not a cod fish.)]
...I think she may go as far as to leaving a post at the muse-most-wanted place.
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Not an alien dude. Meta human. Genetically modified when I was a kid by my parents to save my life. The color and shifting was just a bonus.
[he shifts from horse to dog. Then from dog to ostrich, then to T-rex]
It's ok to be jealous~ we can't all be this cool.
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[Before he can ever ask how you were in danger in dying, seeing all that...hyper-speed-morphing... it cues more staring, especially when you appear as a T-Rex.
Well damn, it seems you don't have to worry about having to wrestle with those massive predatory instincts...
If so much hadn't been on his mind to begin with, then he most certainly would have felt a reasonable amount of jealousy.]
It's fine. I'm not jealous. [There's a bit of a nervous grin, with a flash of memories of being temporarily trapped in the Cretaceous Period. Augh, no, Jake will be mentally shoving away that one about almost being swallowed by a T-Rex. A real one.] Though, it's a relief you don't seem to want to snap me up in those jaws any time soon.
So, you've met me before? Another me? [That's the rational way of perceiving this, since you know about his morphing.]
I often credit animorphs for why I love Beastboy <3
Ah there are instincts just...not as strong.
When I was younger I got sent off to some game where my mun made me meet a version of you, and Marco, Rachel, Cassie, Tobias, this nice Yeerk who saved our ship from the rest of the Yeerks, and this nice lady named Eva.
Funny thing? I spent months hanging around and NONE of you ever brought up the cool stuff.