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I Moderate (i_moderate) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-05-17 16:41:00

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jack harkness, jack mcfarland, jack napier, jack sparrow, zz:status complete

Namesake (Open to all Jacks)

One big glorious fancy room, filled with flowers and sparkling chandeliers. A big buffet table filled with so much food it looked as if the table would crack, spilling everything everywhere. The long bar ran the entirety of one wall, and looked as if it had pretty much everything anybody could possibly ever want set up against a mirror.

It was clear that the City expected a fairly big turn out.

All the tables had note cards on them, and each note card sat in front of a chair. Each had writing scrawled on it, but only one word "Jack". No designation of which Jack should sit where.

The invites were only sent to Jacks. Only Jacks will be permitted inside. No dates. Don't worry about posting orders here. And yes, the address info is on the back. And the grammar on the invite is horrible on purpose.

You may do "receiving invite" posts and then come back to this if you like.

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i_amjustjack
2008-05-19 02:58 pm UTC (link)

The invitation, when received, was a curious one. It was horribly written, but at least one thing was certain, someone had gone through the trouble of making Jack feel special. Which was easy enough to do when he saw his first name written beautifully in all capital letters, showing just how important he was to the event.

It never occurred to him that any other guest would have received an invitation with an equally emphasized name. Just as it had never occurred to him that there may have been more than one Jack invited to the party, even with the name written on each placard at each chair. Jack read only one note card, figured the seat was his and thought on how strange it was that he was the first one to arrive. Generally at such events, and this appeared to be a grand one -or would be- Jack made sure to arrive fashionably late. This was just... awkward.

At least whoever came in might notice him first.

Jack didn't even understand what kind of event this was. What it was for, who was putting it on. It didn't matter, really. He could only hope, by the looks of things, that it was a wealthy socialite willing to share some of that wealth on him.

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i_jest
2008-05-19 08:45 pm UTC (link)

If your name be JACK...

The pretty invitation was shoved into the inside pocket of Jack's suit coat. He'd gone and stolen it just for this occasion. Whatever this occasion was. It was a deep burgundy. With very fine black pinstripes. There'd been a hat too, but in his frantic search for shoes, he'd lost it. Now somebody else had a hat. Fuckers.

He felt he looked pretty swank anyway. Who needed the hat in order to look good? He didn't even really need the suit to look good. He could have come naked and still looked good.

There was only one other guy in the room when he got there though. But a lot of tables. And a big food spread. And a bar. That was the important thing. It couldn't be a party without alcohol.

Jack took very little notice of the name cards on the tables as he passed them on his way to the only other person there.

"I take it you got a fancy pants invite?"

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i_amcaptjack
2008-05-20 08:20 pm UTC (link)

The invitation had turned up outside the door of the captain's quarters, on the Black Pearl. When Jack Sparrow opened it, his eyes shot warily from one side of the deck to the other, expecting at any moment that Will Turner might pop out, and ask what he thought he was doing with Elizabeth.

Or worse.

Expecting Davey Jones.

Jack squinted and opened his left hand, staring at it carefully. No Nlack Spot appeared. He supposed that meant he really had killed the Kracken, despite what Elizabeth said, and perhaps this invitation was legitimate.

He smiled.

"My name do be Jack," Jack said.

He'd found the event with relatively little trouble. The City did seem to want him there. And Jack walked in dressed well, by Karen Walker's standards. He wore jeans, still, and probably always would, but he wore a button down shirt, and his hair was off his face. He was even mostly clean-shaven... for a pirate. The bit of lace around his wrist was still there, and the rings were still there, and Jack was armed.

Pirate.

His nostrils flared as he stood in the banquet hall. There was a great deal of food here. He wasn't sure he could even take it all in, let alone eat it. And standing next to the table was a face he recognized.

Other Jack!

"Drinks all around, then," Jack said, smiling. "I fink I see where this is going."

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i_jest
2008-05-21 04:58 pm UTC (link)

Before he could even get to the other guy, there was an oddly familiar voice behind him. There weren't many people in the City, or hell - the WORLD - who talked like that. It was a singular accent backed by a singular voice.

Jack whipped around with a grin.

This party had just gotten a million times better. Other Jack had come to Sally's birthday party and had been quite the character. They had got on well and had a lovely discussion about Squishys.

"Other Jack!" He threw his arms upward and moved toward the pirate. Who didn't look so much like a pirate anymore. He did, just because that's what he was to the core, but he didn't, because he was far too clean and shaven.

"What the bloody baby fuck happened to you?"

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i_amjustjack
2008-05-22 08:29 am UTC (link)

Before Jack could even reply that he had indeed received a 'fancy pants invite,' the fellow with the strange face had started talking to another man who entered the hall. And his face was strange in Jack's opinion. Completely and utterly strange. Maybe he was just strange altogether because he didn't have the good looks that Jack did.

And Mr. Jack McFarland was styling tonight in his crisp black suit.

It didn't even register that either of the man's names could have been Jack as well. Not when the strange looking man spoke to the new arrival (who was quite attractive to look at) and called him 'other Jack.' Nor did Jack bother to look at all the other note cards at the other seats to see who was expected. If so, he might not have been nearly as confused as he was.

All he heard was the name of 'Jack' and he assumed that someone was talking about him. "Excuse me, what? I heard my name..." He said as he stood to join the other two.

Why were there only three people here when there were so many tables?

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i_amcaptjack
2008-05-22 09:30 pm UTC (link)

"Other Jack!"

Jack brightened and nodded a hello.

"What the bloody baby fuck happened to you?"

Jack looked behind him, like maybe there was something there he had not seen, or maybe there was the undead monkey, trailing him. Or a skeletal pirate. Or a cannibal. He never could tell. Blinking twice, he turned back to Jack Napier.

"Ah," he said, raising an index finger, remembering. He looked down at his clothing, sighed, and looked back up at Jack. "Woman, mate. Determined woman."

A beat went by. "I miss my hair."

"Excuse me, what? I heard my name..."

Jack arched an eyebrow. "You 'erd your name, then?" The eyebrow lowered, and both drew together and furrowed. "Whassit? Woman?" Jack stepped back. "Is your name 'Woman?' Tha's unfortunate."

He wondered if this man were a eunuch. That would certainly explain the name, and the way he was walking...

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i_amjustjack
2008-05-22 10:04 pm UTC (link)

"No, no, no, no NO." Jack flailed a bit, his arms moving independently of one another in a rather annoying manner, feet doing a sort of skip. It was a wildly frustrating gesture. "My name is not woman, nor will it be woman nor was it ever woman." There had been some joke when he was married to Rosario about him being his own Mrs. Jack McFarland, but at no point was he actually ever called a woman.

His hands cross over his chest, head cocked slightly to the side. From this angle the man with the weird accent wasn't quite so bad to look upon. Quite nice actually. Angling his head to the side just a bit, he tried to get a better look from behind.

"My name is not woman," he repeated, an impressed look forming on his face. "My name is Jack McFarland. Maybe you've heard of me." He reached into the pocket of his shut jacket and retrieved two copies of his business card. Handing one to each of them, he tried to smile. "And trust me, that's only the half of it."

The card proclaimed him 'actor, singer, dancer.' He had been tempted to put 'Escort' on there as well, until he was reminded by Will that that also was a euphemism for prostitute. Even then, he had pondered it for a great amount of time before deciding that it was probably a bad idea. The card also mentioned that he was formerly the host of the hit talk show 'Jack Talk'. All of this beside a small head shot photo of himself, beaming at the camera with his trademark grin.

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i_cantdie
2008-05-27 12:45 am UTC (link)

The simple but straightforward invitation was curious to Jack. Of course he had to go. For one, he never turned down a party invite and on the other hand, it implied that there were more people named "Jack" here in The City. And someone invited them to a party just for all of them.

Jack couldn't resist that.

He double checked the address and surpringly easily found his way there. He pushed open the doors to the fancy room and looked around. Several others had already arrived and he flashed his biggest, most charming smile as he moved to the bar to order his rum and coke.

And then he turned back to the others and took steps forward.

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i_jest
2008-05-27 09:47 pm UTC (link)

Jack grinned at Other Jack, and grinned bigger at Other Other Jack, amused at the frustration the pirate was able to stir up in the... well. Whatever Other Other Jack was.

Then he turned and his smile grew even more. Impossibly big now. Other Other Other Jack.

"Lemme guess." He said, pulling a cigar from his coat pocket and putting it into his mouth. He realized suddenly that he'd forgotten to bring a lighter. "Your name is Jack."

What a fun game this was. Jacks all over the place.

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i_amcaptjack
2008-05-31 01:22 pm UTC (link)

Jack Sparrow took the card offered to him and his nose twitched. Actor, singer, dancer?

What?

"What?"

He looked to his other friend Jack with a raised brow and then a fourth man approached with a glass. Jack sniffed. Rum. He smiled.

"Tha's interesting," he said, more in response to Jack Napier's words than anything else. They could be the deck of cards, the pirate reasoned. Four Jacks.

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	i_cantdie 2008-06-01 05:43 pm UTC (link)
	Jack took out his lighter and offered it for the other man's cigar. He smiled at the other man and nodded. "Yes, yes I am. Captain Jack Harkness. And you are?" He took up his glass again and took a drink, noticing yet another approaching the two of them.. "I'm noticing more and more interesting things around her all the time." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

i_amjustjack
2008-06-02 10:29 am UTC (link)

There was a joke that Jack McFarland was missing. A joke over the fact that there were now four Jacks, all of them of different persuasions and probably occupations as well, which meant that this was an event for Jacks of All Trades. However, Jack was not bright enough to make such a connection and just stared blankly.

Four Jacks, including himself. There were four of them and in his world, that was three too many. How was he ever suppose to get his name and trade out there properly if people would confuse his name in this city with the name of other Jacks.

Though, maybe one or more of them were entertaining and fun to have around. Like his neighbor Spike... Spank.. or something like that, was.

The title of 'Captain' caught his ears though. That was interesting, very very interesting. "Captain? What are you Captain of?" Jack really hoped it was of a swanky yacht, that Karen had hired this attractive gentleman to Captain their own yacht and that said yacht would be full of young men questioning their sexuality.

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i_jest
2008-06-03 02:56 am UTC (link)

"Oh?" Jack puffed away on his cigar and turned between the two captains. "Well, Captain Jack Harkness, let me introduce you to Captain Jack Sparrow. And that's Jack SomethingFarfetched over there, and I sir, am Jack Napier." He bowed a little bit.

A room full of Jacks, it was completely delightful.

"I'd say talk amongst yourselves, but I'm one of yourselves, so please feel free to talk to me."

He was in one of his better moods, that was for sure. He eyed the more frail of the Jacks before him and studied the lad. There was something queer about that one.

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i_amcaptjack
2008-06-04 12:30 am UTC (link)

Another Captain Jack?

Jack was suddenly very depressed.

"I feel... unusual about awl this," he said to himself. Jack swallowed, and without another word walked away, returning with his own glass of rum. JUST rum. Straight. Nothing to cut it. Jack held the glass in his right hand and took a long sip, then sort of waved it around as he spoke.

"Captain Harkness," Jack began, "what manner of vessel is it that you find yourself the captain of?"

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i_cantdie
2008-06-17 12:32 am UTC (link)

Jack grinned slowly. "What have you got? Currently Royal Air Force or Time Agent, but I'm open to all sorts of new things, especially since I got here." He took another drink from his glass as he looked around at the other Jacks. "Captain Jack?" he said questioningly as he looked at the very definite pirate. "Nice. And Mr. Napier, very good to meet you."

This was far too entertaining. Jack couldn't remember ever being in a room with this many Jacks and another captain that.

"I haven't been the captain of a vessel in many years sadly. But a new ship could always be on the horizon. What about you Captain Sparrow? What manner of ship do you have?"

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	i_amcaptjack 2008-06-23 07:47 pm UTC (link)
	Jack pursed his lips nonsensically, then broke into a grin. "The only manner of ship, mate. She's a pirate ship." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_cantdie 2008-06-23 07:57 pm UTC (link)
	Jack looked at him and them grinned back just as wide. "Seriously? Well damn, Sir. I'm not sure there IS anything that can beat an authentic glorious pirate ship." Jack Harkness was impressed, and maybe... MAYbe just a bit in awe too. "Have you been her captain a great deal of time?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

i_amjustjack
2008-06-29 06:13 pm UTC (link)

Jack was being ignored. At least, he felt like he was being ignored. There was talking amongst the other Jacks and not about him. They were talking about each other, what they did and for some reason, that didn't include Jack McFarland. Mostly because Jack didn't have a ship and he didn't quite understand what they were talking about. When he didn't understand, the best thing to do was to pretend that the conversation didn't involve something he didn't care about and move it forward.

"So, who wants to get me a drink with a little umbrella in it?"

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i_jest
2008-07-02 06:32 pm UTC (link)

"A little umbrella, you say?" Jack grinned. It wasn't particularly a pretty thing. He thought that maybe he'd get a drink and put a full sized umbrella in it, but then realized he had no idea where to get something like that right now.

"Well, I'll get you one."

He motioned to one of the waiters, and told him the order and shooed the guy away again.

"So Jack. You're not a captain, and I'm not a captain. Tell me, do you have an Asylum? Cause I do. Pretty little place."

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i_amjustjack
2008-07-03 12:06 pm UTC (link)

This was the moment when things got weird. Well, not really, Jack had considered it a bit odd to have a party with just gentlemen named Jack in attendance. That was strange, how were you ever suppose to stand out in a crowd when the entirety of the crowd was made up of Jacks?

Two of the Jacks were pirates... or at least they had ships and one was a pirate. Strange things, piracy. Jack McFarland didn't think it existed anymore outside of stories. So that was weird also.

But being asked if he had an asylum by a man who apparently had an asylum. That was the weirdest thing of all in the list of strange things happening that evening. Enough so that for a moment, Jack wanted to run screaming out of the entire party. Except that he had a drink coming and there was food and the pirate was kind of easy on the eyes.

"Um. No, no asylum 'cuz I'm not crazy."

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	i_jest 2008-07-04 09:53 pm UTC (link)
	"Aw. You don't have to be crazy to own an asylum." Jack grinned. A very big grin. "You can come see mine someday if you want." He wiggled his eyebrows. "Do you want?" (Reply to this) (Parent)