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Created on 2008-01-15 06:24:41 (#14679940), last updated 2008-04-11

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Name:	Skeleton Jack
Birthdate:	11-01
Website:	Twilight City

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JOHN "JACK" SKELLINGTON
there are few who deny, at what I do I am the best for my talents are renowned far and wide when it comes to surprises in the moonlit night I excel without ever even trying with the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms I have see grown men give out a shriek with a wave of my hand and a well-placed moan I have swept the very bravest off their feet yet year after year, it's the same routine and I grow so weary of the sound of *screams* and I, Jack, the Pumpkin King have grown so tired of the same old thing oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones an emptiness began to grow there's something out there, far from my home a longing that I've never known.. oh, there's an empty place in my bones that calls out for something unknown the fame and praise come year after year does nothing for these empty tears	John Skellington was an odd boy. Little Jack heard this throughout his life. Even before he could remember, people were calling him an odd boy. After all, it wasn't every day that a baby was born at midnight on the cusp of All Hallow's Eve and All Saint's Day. He'd had a fortune teller assure him that he was the devil himself. Of course, being an odd boy, Jack had split his mouth wide open in a large, skeleton grin, and laughed. Odd little Jack grew into a odd, gangly adolescent, who'd grown into an odd man. He'd gone very bony and long, with thin, slender limbs and angular features surrounding incredibly large, watery blue eyes. Blue eyes that stared right through you, into your soul, and drew it out with just a breath, some said. Jack heard music when no one else did. He saw shapes and colors, dancing about him like smoke, flickering like flames, and it wasn't until he began to get older that he realized nobody else saw these things, just odd little Jack. Odd little Jack would draw horrible things with his crayons during play - rattling, dancing skeletons and wild nighttime screams - and as he grew older, his day terrors became worse. But odd little Jack didn't see these terrible things, he saw beautiful, lovely music and colorful, wild characters. To him, they did not get worse, only better. The screams became louder and the colors got brighter, and Jack's parents decided it was time to go back to the hospital. Odd little Jack was given a large, grey pill once every day before bedtime, and his friends stopped coming at night. Soon, they stopped visiting him during the day, and finally he didn't see them at all. Odd little Jack became normal, plain Jack, a thin young man with sharp features and beautiful blue eyes. He was a delight to his parents and so well-behaved in his classes. Inside, Jack screamed. He screamed and screamed until his throat was raw and bleeding, but no one could hear him. No one could see how lonely he was without his color friends and their music. When mother wasn't looking, plain Jack started to hide his large, grey pills under his tongue until mother went away. Jack would tuck the pills between his mattresses, and soon, his friends returned. Jack became gaunt again, his features angular and his large eyes deep into his face. After a while, the screams rose up from his throat, red and thick, telling him to run! run away! far, far away..., and when Jack's mother looked for him, all she found was a mountain of large, grey pills tucked between his mattresses. Skeleton Jack, they call him. He was born on the cusp of All Hallow's Eve and All Saint's Day. He's the devil, they say. Stay away from the one with the hollow, blue eyes and the skeleton smile. He'll suck a scream from your soul with just one look. : John "Jack" Skellington (Skeleton Jack) : age 24 : black hair/blue eyes : 5'11"/140lb. : schizophrenia/lucid while medicated : artist, employed at The Tiki Room : flatmate of Squall (lamenting_lion) in Rabanastre Apartment Complex : Monsieur Catsburg von Fuzzworth

((This journal is for the game

twilight_city operated by

p_drake. Jack Skellington and The Nightmare Before Christmas are copyright Disney and Tim Burton. Noel Fielding is copyright himself, and I assume probably his girlfriend. I do not own any of the characters mentioned, and make no profit from this.))

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