Jack Harkness (
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ataraxion2012-04-11 07:16 pm
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[video] all welcome demon!jack
[The video turns on and Jack is seen, leaning in front of the camera with a lopsided smile that doesn't really reach his eyes at all. For those that know him, it's apparent that something's a little off, and for those that don't, it's still a bit odd. He sobers some, leaning forward]
Consider for a moment the reason that we're here. We haven't been given a reason, an explanation as to how or why. There's no apparent correlation between any of us. Save for those from the same world, and even still. We show up, we disappear, without rhyme or reason except maybe there is.
[He moves to rest his chin on his hand] Show of hands, boys and girls, how many of you out there should be dead right now? I'm not talking near scrapes or brushes, I mean stinking, festering, rotting in the ground six feet under while the worms and maggots get to you dead. [Pause]
I think you'll find that there's more of you like that then there should be. Whether you were offed by your friends or saving the world, whether it had purpose or not or whether in the end, your life never had any meaning at all... That's a whole lot of hands for this to be a coincidence.
[SMIRK] I'm just saying. And if that's the case, then what next. I mean. People disappear from this place all the time. Who's to say where they're going? Who's to say that they're going anywhere at all? Wonder what that means for you guys in particular, huh? I mean. Can't really go back home now, can you? You know exactly what's waiting for you there, and I can tell you now: The Dark is one hell of a cruel mistress.
Consider for a moment the reason that we're here. We haven't been given a reason, an explanation as to how or why. There's no apparent correlation between any of us. Save for those from the same world, and even still. We show up, we disappear, without rhyme or reason except maybe there is.
[He moves to rest his chin on his hand] Show of hands, boys and girls, how many of you out there should be dead right now? I'm not talking near scrapes or brushes, I mean stinking, festering, rotting in the ground six feet under while the worms and maggots get to you dead. [Pause]
I think you'll find that there's more of you like that then there should be. Whether you were offed by your friends or saving the world, whether it had purpose or not or whether in the end, your life never had any meaning at all... That's a whole lot of hands for this to be a coincidence.
[SMIRK] I'm just saying. And if that's the case, then what next. I mean. People disappear from this place all the time. Who's to say where they're going? Who's to say that they're going anywhere at all? Wonder what that means for you guys in particular, huh? I mean. Can't really go back home now, can you? You know exactly what's waiting for you there, and I can tell you now: The Dark is one hell of a cruel mistress.
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Sir, that's -- [ that's a very problematic question. And a bit rude. ] -- Uh. I guess a lot of people don't like thinking on it too much.
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That's probably kind of a given, yeah.
ohhh video btw!
[ An expectant pause, as if to ask why would you talk about it then. ]
Touchy subject, sir. Kind of understandable, though.
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Don't know about that, sir.
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You can't tell me that you're not curious.
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And yet, there's still that little bit of Hotspur that prevents him with being quite so bold or rude with a superior officer as to bluntly reply 'I'm not curious'. Instead he shrugs evasively and glances off-camera. ]
Curious isn't the word, sir. I worry plenty about my own afterlife, sure, but what other people are going to get up to in theirs is their own business.