#jay amone

// Jay and Gabe met through Sala really. Jay and Sala were sent to the safehouse together when Jay recruited Sala. Gabe was the only doctor at the safehouse at the time, and they were short on runners, so the pair were sent to Domum. Being the only two doctors, everyone thought Sala and Gabe would get together and no one wanted to accept/believe that Sala was aromantic so they continued to pressure them into dating. until they went on a “date” (which was really Sala and Gabe chilln out complaining about the people in Domum. Jay came home when they were on that ‘date,’ Sala introduced them and the rest is history!

NAME: Jay Amone/Flyaway/Little Bird COMPANION PERK: faster cooldown times between [danger/caution/detected/hidden/] and increased stealth. Will not alert nearby enemies when ordered to attack

WEAPON OF CHOICE:  If he got his way, none Laser pistol 10 mm

I THINK WE SHOULD TRAVEL TOGETHER: “You really think so?” “Really? That sounds like fun!” “Okay, where are we going?”

USE MELEE:  “I'm trusting you.”

USE RANGED: “-deep breath- Focus, Jay. You got this.” (Post-Blu Rozes and Red Thorns) “Point me in the direction and I’ll decide if they need shooting or not, okay?” OPEN INVENTORY: “Sure, what do you need?” “Sure, just let me make some room.” STAY CLOSE:  “Okay, sure thing.” “Yes sir/ma’am”

KEEP DISTANCE: “Oh, okay -under his breath- I hope I didn't do anything wrong...” “Sure thing.” STEALTH: “Let me know if we need to hide. I know a few places around here.” “Oh shoot, what is it? What's going on?” “-under his breath- I hope it's not.... no, it cant be. It's not him. Relax, Jay.” BACKUP: “Oh, sorry.”

BE PASSIVE: “Trust me, its a lot better this way.” “I’m glad nothing got out of hand.”

BE AGGRESSIVE: “-deep breath- ho boy...” “If you really think it's necessary...” “Hey, I dont think you should do that.” “I hope you know what you’re doing...”

USE STIMPACK: “-genuinely surprised- Oh, thank you!” “Much appreciated.”

WAIT HERE: “Yes, sir/ma’am!” “Sure thing.” FOLLOW ME: -it's better if you think of him like an excited puppy when reading these- “Yes, sir/ma’am!” “Sure thing!” “Okay! Where are we going?”

DISMISSED: “Sure thing... stay safe out there.” “-hands the player a piece of paper- here are some hiding spots in the area. Stay safe, alright?”

SEND HIM HOME (FOLLOWER BASE): “Oh, okay... Stay safe, okay?” ”Okay. Just give me a holler if you need me. Stay safe.” “Want me to mod anything for you while I’m gone?”

ENEMIES (LONG RANGE - OR COMPLIMENTS ON PLAYER CHARACTER’S CONFIRMED KILL USING A SNIPER RIFLE ON LONG RANGED TARGET)  “-impressed- Wow...” “Maybe I should pick up one of those.” “I wonder if I added... Yeah- yeah! That might work!”

ENEMIES (CLOSE RANGE) “Oh, God...” (pre-BRRT) “-softly to the corpse- I’m sorry...”

AGGRESSION: aggressive/not aggressive/very aggressive/frenzied

CONFIDENCE: cowardly/cautious/average/brave/foolhardy

"That’s the Solider," one whispered as he stepped past, his black cloak almost swiping a few townspeople in the face as their noses were so close to his boots, observing his mighty sword seethed at his hip and a silver helmet tucked under his arm.

Behind him followed the Poet, small frantic steps in a struggle to keep up with the long strides of the Soldier's. Fluffy blonde hair with a sort of cowlick at the top, eyes blue as the sky and sea. His own cloak, although much shorter and plainer, swayed with his hurried step.

The townspeople expected the third to arrive behind the two, but he did not. So they form a small crowd and follow the Solider and Poet as they travel through the city. Through the market, through the housing, all the way to the castle.  

The Solider knelt at the foot of the King who cast his gaze downward at him. The King's eyes found the Poet's and he quickly remembered his place. Swiftly, he came to his knees.  

"Rise," the King commanded, and the two rose from the ground. "State your business."

"Your majesty," the Poet started before he was cut off by the Solider.

"We've come for your land."

The King scoffed. "And who exactly is here to claim my land?"

"Pardon, perhaps I should have introduced myself. My name is Rion Ryze-" The King's eyes go wide, and the Solider knows that he doesn’t have to speak any further. But he does. "- King of The Land of Blue Roses."

The townspeople gasped. The third had arrived after all.

"The Ruler."

"So he truly has come to tear our city down."

"O lei," one mumbled.

"O lai," another cried under their breath.

I was tagged by @robobrainmurdermysterytheatre to do some OC things, so here we are!! I’m going to do their full list of the OC things that they did cause I haven't done any of those lol

As usual, I’ll be doing Jay Amone (my baby. precious boy. we stan him). Please feel free to send me asks for me to elaborate bc I love talking about him and my other characters!!

I’m tagging @tea-petty @kvltprince @asktinyandpals @aj-vincent-roleplayer and @thotymusprime . Your OCs are all fucking amazing and I love hearing about them pLEASE TAG ME IF YOU DO THIS 

I'm gonna put this under a cut cause there's a lot and I'm finna go all in Y'all

@kvltprince Your wish is my command! The anatomy is terrible for 2C and 2D but its there. Who needs rules anyways? (the quality is terrible cause I dont have the energy to re-draw these on my computer so i had to take these with my phone)

OOOOOOH MY MAIN BOY LETS GET IIIIIITTTTT

(Fallout 4 OC)

“Gabe, can I talk to you about something?” His voice is small. It wants to run away from him and hide in a corner and that’s how I know that whatever he’s about to say is important- at least to him.  

“Of course, what’s up?”

Jay looks to the ground. he’s wearing a blanket around his shoulders and he’s not wearing a shirt. I wonder what he’s planning to do.

“Um… I- I want to show you something. but please don’t freak out. Okay? Promise me you won’t freak out.”  

I nod, searching his eyes. “I promise.”

He takes a breath and he turns around. “Can you promise me one more time?”

I nod again. “I promise, Jay.”

He walks to the edge of my bed and sits down. He tightens the blanket around his shoulders for a moment, second-guessing his actions before he lets it fall and bunches it up in front of him, covering his chest.  

I take in a breath and get up from my desk, taking off my reading glasses. I do what I can to slow my breathing as I step towards him. I study the lines with my eyes and notice the slight tremble of Jay’s body.  

“Who- what-”

“Rico.” His voice is pinched. He doesn’t want to hear himself say the name.  

I get angry. I want to scream and shout and throw something but I hold it in. I set my jaw and kept my mouth shut because that isn’t what Jay needs. It’s not what I promised him.  

“Why…?”

“Initiation into Blu Roze. He thought I was ready, but nobody else did. Everyone knew how I felt about the initiation process and tried to tell him but he didn’t listen and then he got angry that I didn’t want to and he took me into this room and it was so dark and all I could hear was his voice and when he-” I take him in my arms and he cuts himself off with a sob. “I thought I would be able to talk about this but I’m still-”

“Don’t. Don’t say what you’re going to say because it’s not true.” He nods and holds my arms, letting out his remaining sobs. “I am so proud of you, Jay. I know how much it took to even think about coming to me. I am so proud of you. Don’t forget that. I’m proud of you.”  

Jay continues to cry as I hold him. Soon all he can do is shake as I rest my head against his spine. “Do you think I can sleep in your room tonight? I… don’t think I can-”

“Of course.”