What Happens to Jørgen on the Island - An Ending.
I’m probably not going to rp on this blog anymore, so I figured it’s only fair I tie Jørgen’s story up nicely.
As far as survival is concerned, he’s doing just fine. He’s athletic, experienced, and has all the materials he needs to not have to worry extensively about surviving on the island, so that’s not really a problem for him anymore.
His big issue is simple: the majority of the people he meets end up dying. Compared to most of the other people on the island, Jørgen has a pretty normal, happy background, and isn’t really used to tragedy and death on that scale, and it takes a mental toll on him. Slowly, he starts disregarding strangers, because he finds it easier to not form new friendships that will only end in death. He keeps the friendships he’s already made, but stops himself from getting overly attached to anyone that he doesn’t already consider one of his best friends (Liz, Fry, Wheezy, and Wilson from @dark-comes-quickly, @asharkandhisuit, @wheezythesmoker, and @ananxiouswilson, respectively). If one of those four died or became impossible to communicate with in any way, that process would be accelerated greatly.
However, humans are social animals, and repressing the human desire to be social lowers Jørgen’s sanity considerably. However, since he’s losing sanity in a different way from what’s normal in game, since it’s a loss of sense of relatability instead of a sense of safety, the effects are different. Shadow creatures form, but instead of taking the form of monsters intent on killing him, they take the form of people from his past that he remembers, though whose names he’s forgotten. They remind him of how much he’s isolating himself and torment him by reminding him that he’s throwing away a vital piece of his human needs.
Even ties with his closest friends become worn down as he makes himself determined to stop being invested in other people.
However, there’s one other primal aspect of his psychology that remains very much alive: his sex drive. If he encounters someone he isn’t already close to, but thinks he can get into bed with them, he’ll interact with them, but only with sex in mind. He doesn’t allow himself anything more.
Eventually Jørgen brushes off everyone, including the people he’s closest to (or they die, I’m not in charge of their destinies), and becomes completely unattached. Though without attachment to other people, he starts to lose human conventions that only exist to make one more appealing to other people and society (using utensils to eat food, hygiene, wearing clothes for a reason other than warmth, not being a cannibal, etc.). Slowly, Jørgen loses everything that separates him from being a beast.
And that’s how he ends up: as just another beast on the island, impossible to communicate with and caring about nothing more than his own survival. Other people become nothing more than a potential food source, and Jørgen is no more human than the other beasts that roam the island. That’s how he remains for the rest of his life.
