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Age: 19-21
Canon Point: End of Season 2 (Or I take him from post TVD where he's 20 minus what happens to his sister because... no).
History: Jeremy was previously in
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beyondtherift before universe hopping to teleios when the world ended. He's been through several years of universe hopping, and he's been through quite a lot in that time, grown from who he was at the end of Season 2. Powers: He's a Hunter (powers include enhanced fighting, super strength, speed, senses, & reflexes, and protection from being compelled. Also, if a vampire kills him, they'll lose their mind.)
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Mar. 31st, 2015 08:24 pmThe basement has two rooms in it. In the first room, there is a pizza oven. Beside the pizza oven, there is a refrigerator that never runs out of dough/pizza toppings with an endless container of hummus in it as well as an endless bag of pita chips. In a closet, there are games all lined up, puzzles, fun activities. On one wall, there are pictures of Chicago and a couple of Mystic Falls. There is a picture of Jeremy, Sarah, Elena, Wes, Martha, and Thor together. There are pictures of prom night, of holidays. There is a picture of his parents there too as well as John Gilbert and different times in Mystic Falls which were good. The pictures line the wall, and above the pictures are the words, forever engraved: As long as I can, I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can, I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us.
There's a table on the right side of this room with chairs on it. It's clear that they're there for eating, for having games.
In the second room, it's a training room with space to practice fighting. There's a weapon rack on one wall. Each weapon had been clearly made for him. They have his initials in them. They are not not his father's weapons. They are not weapons with history They are weapons for him to choose who to be, what to do with them. In the corner, there is a trunk with polaroid cameras in it and a corkboard leaning against the trunk. On top of the trunk, it says, Make new memories on top of it.
On the opposite wall on the way in, there's a wall with writing on it. The writing is magical. It changes based on whoever is looking at it. Whatever the person who is looking at it needs to read most at the time, it's the words which will come up along that wall.
When Jeremy enters into the room for the first time, the following words will be written up on the wall: There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
There's a table on the right side of this room with chairs on it. It's clear that they're there for eating, for having games.
In the second room, it's a training room with space to practice fighting. There's a weapon rack on one wall. Each weapon had been clearly made for him. They have his initials in them. They are not not his father's weapons. They are not weapons with history They are weapons for him to choose who to be, what to do with them. In the corner, there is a trunk with polaroid cameras in it and a corkboard leaning against the trunk. On top of the trunk, it says, Make new memories on top of it.
On the opposite wall on the way in, there's a wall with writing on it. The writing is magical. It changes based on whoever is looking at it. Whatever the person who is looking at it needs to read most at the time, it's the words which will come up along that wall.
When Jeremy enters into the room for the first time, the following words will be written up on the wall: There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
teleios rp for Sarah; backdated
Mar. 15th, 2015 12:00 pmJeremy sits on the bed in the room that Sarah and Jeremy have shared for weeks, months now. They've shared a room or a living space for over a year, and being in it now and knowing what he is going to say, it tears him apart to think of it. His stomach twists terribly. It's not normal nausea. It's something that burns as it twists, and it's not from the alcohol, which he couldn't drink enough of to get Vicki's words out of his head about what happened in another universe. At the start of his stay in Chicago, he'd just recovered from one death (the longest one of just a an hour tops maybe), and he wondered if he wasn't supposed to die then and there. Finding out he dies again for a long, long time. Finding out his sister dies and becomes a vampire and loses her humanity because he dies-- He doesn't know how to process that. How the fuck does anyone process that?
And he doesn't know how to do this. He doesn't know how he is going to say that he's moving out even if he was planning on doing it before Vicki told him anything, because he can sense she needs it.
The moment he reached out for Sarah and she pulled away (something that has never happened before, he's never made her feel that way before), he knew. He knew he'd destroyed something so-- so beautiful, and it's that moment that stays with him and how he can sense her need still for space. Jeremy knew. He knows her so utterly and completely well. Better than he's ever known anyone before, better than he knows himself, and he can tell she needs space, space from him, space from his betrayal, space from all of it. Maybe finding out what he did about the world that he left behind so many years ago, it's what reminded him... what he is. And he loves her too much to-- He loves her too much to not help make sure she gets what she needs especially after everything that he's done.
It doesn't mean it's easy though. He doesn't really know how he's going to get the words out when it feels like his stomach is on fire, and there's panic in his chest, and he doesn't understand anything anymore, but he's sitting and waiting for her.
And he doesn't know how to do this. He doesn't know how he is going to say that he's moving out even if he was planning on doing it before Vicki told him anything, because he can sense she needs it.
The moment he reached out for Sarah and she pulled away (something that has never happened before, he's never made her feel that way before), he knew. He knew he'd destroyed something so-- so beautiful, and it's that moment that stays with him and how he can sense her need still for space. Jeremy knew. He knows her so utterly and completely well. Better than he's ever known anyone before, better than he knows himself, and he can tell she needs space, space from him, space from his betrayal, space from all of it. Maybe finding out what he did about the world that he left behind so many years ago, it's what reminded him... what he is. And he loves her too much to-- He loves her too much to not help make sure she gets what she needs especially after everything that he's done.
It doesn't mean it's easy though. He doesn't really know how he's going to get the words out when it feels like his stomach is on fire, and there's panic in his chest, and he doesn't understand anything anymore, but he's sitting and waiting for her.
