STOMP OUT THIS DISASTER TOWN — pafp ; bxg ; girl needed!

Jack was silent, tapping his fingers on the countertop. As she wrapped her arms around his waist, he snickered a bit, a grin lighting up his features. "Yeah, yeah. I was thinking we could colour the icing, you know." He rolled his eyes in a playful manner. He set the mug of tea on the counter, rubbing his hands together and turning around to face her. "You know, I was thinking. When I win our little gaming competition, we should get a Pomeranian." He nodded to himself, as if it were his best idea. "Oh, come on. I'm sure you'd be a great entertainer." He exclaimed, shaking his head. "But yeah, I'll take you up on that offer. I'll show you sometime soon how to edit and stuff." Upon hearing her say she would stop by her house to change and shower, he nodded.
;; oops i just woke up its pretty rushed.

((AAAA I JUST WOKE UP TOO IM SORRY

Nicole hummed, "Pomeranian? Aren't they very small? Won't step on it?" She snorted, imagining Jack waking up one morning and going to make his coffee and *squish*.... She shook her head and laughed at him. "Yay!! New skills! Ohhh that mean's I'll get to watch all of your videos before anyone else!! Oh I feel so privileged!" She giggled, leaning over and giving him one last kiss. "I'm gonna get going, okay? Take your time and don't rush through it." She smiled at him and grabbed her shoes and jacket. "I'll be back, okay?"

Nicole was out and about, going home and washing up, then going shopping. She took her sweet time, knowing he'd need some time for the video. Once she was done shopping, which was a few hours, she went to the library and dropped off a few books she had rented, then headed back over to Jack's place, excited to play some games, bake a cake, and just relax in general with him. She hoped his day had been going better than it had been the past few weeks. October was almost over.... She parked her car out front of Jack's place, grabbed all of the shopping bags so she could do it in one trip, and headed towards the door.

(thats fine!!)

But it wasn't. Jack had thought it would be a normal day. But it wasn't. For the first couple of hours before starting on his video, he'd been trying to download an app that edits videos for you. It had worked; and the video he had been working on was already finished and up on his channel. A few minutes after Nicole arrived, it was up. But... Jack? He didn't know Nicole was home. He couldn't know. He was dead, sort of. He'd tried to kill himself; just so Anti wouldn't take control. But, oh, no. It just made it easier for him. Jack knew that today would be the worst day, and he was right. What seemed like an easy day during the morning, ended up as one of the most difficult. Jack was trapped, unable to control his own body, his own movements. All he could do was watch, listen, and sometimes speak. He lay there, slumped against the table, head on top of the carved pumpkin, Gerald, as he called him, bloody knofe in hand, a wound across his throat. He'd locked the door earlier so nothing would get in, he was afraid that the sounds he'd been hearing were truly real. And he was right.
;; heck i hope this is good

((yes!!!!))

Nicole took out her spare key, knowing jack was probably busy, pushing open the door and closing it behind her. Hurrying to the kitchen, her arms growing tired, she called out "Jack!! I'm back!" She smiled, beginning to put away all of the groceries, not worrying at first with no response, but once she was done, she felt a bad vibe creep up her spine. "Jack?" She called out, walking towards his recording room, feeling the negative vibes increase, making her heart race. "Are you still recording, dear? Why are you so quiet?"

But nobody came. Jack... or, well, Anti, couldn't. Not yet, at least. Jack had forgotten Nicole would be back. He'd forgotten that she was a curious one, she would investigate what happened. There wasn't much to investigate. Jack had taken his own life; had slit his throat. But it was for the greater good, yeah? That's what he thought. But, in doing so, he'd allowed his own demon to run free, in his body. Who knew what trouble and terror that Anti would cause? What didn't cross Jack's mind before he did what he did, was, what would happen to Nicole? She would find a way to help him. She had to. She had to know he was still in there somewhere. It was hard to hear, but, in his video, while Anti had taken over, Jack had said a quiet "help me". A plea for help. Anti hadn't moved. Not yet. He was waiting for Nicole to open the door. All the while, he was twitching.

Nicole was very tense as she opened the door the recording area, her hands shaking as they pulled the knob. "J-Jack, I know it's halloween but this isn't funny. You know I don't like it when you--" She froze, walking into the room, she saw jack, his throat bleeding, laying over a pumpkin. Tears welled up into her eyes almost immediately, she wanted to let out a scream but it only came out as a sob, she was frozen in place. She was the type to cry over hitting a squirrel, so seeing this was a breaking point. What was she supposed to do? Oh yeah, call the police! She fumbled to get her phone out, tears blurring her vision, her legs turning into jello, she wanted to collapse there and wake up as if it were a night mare. This can't be happening. Is this what had been happening all along? Had he been acting like that just to... to... She felt like self-combusting. She shouldn't have left, she should have taken less time, maybe then he would be--- did he just twitch?

Nicole moved forward, almost tripping herself, she moved to help hold him up, maybe get him to his desk chair. She didn't understand that it wasn't Jack, only seeing her poor boyfriend bleeding out from an attempt at his life"J-Jack, are you-- Jack, stay with me, I'll call for an ambulance, just please stay with me--" She was crying profusely. She wished she would have been home sooner, but she had to do with what she was dealt. She had to save him. She quickly moved to pull out her phone and typed in '911'.

((Low muse, Sorry!!))

Anti shook his head, reaching to grab her phone. It was difficult, trying to stop her while unable to use his voice. He could, but... To keep up the lie, he wouldn't. He couldn't allow her to call an ambulance. Oh, no. "St—" He began, but his voice only sounding like a garbled mess due to his wound. He kept his gaze fixed on her, his vision swimming before his eyes. He frowned, irritated by Jack's actions. He could fake his death then and there, make her think Jack had died. But, where was the fun in that? There would be mischief and fun on both ends. Faking his death, and scaring Nicole later on? That would be fun. To him, at least. Nicole? Not so much. Blood bubbled at his lips, and he placed both feet on the ground, struggling to stand, looking lie a fatally injured deer, with his expression. Just what he was going for. Anti wouldn't die because of this. Jack would, though. Though, Jack had to kept alive for Anti to be here, so, maybe Nicole should call an ambulance. All he could taste was his own blood, and he almost gagged a few times. Jack was much stronger than he thought, for the man was fighting him, and fighting to stay alive. He lowered his head, going still. The only sign that he was alive was the fast rise and fall of his chest.
;; it's okay! and tbh same :((

Nicole put her phone down, "J-Jack--" She swooped in and helped him, hands on his sides, helping him stand, taking him to his chair and sitting him down, "Jack, I need to call the ambulance stay with me, please.." She gently let go and went back to her phone--

((IM SORRY IT's SHORT, but what do you want nicole to do? Im feeling like 2nd hand panic and i'm actually sure in that moment I'd faint or die too lol))

Anti glared at her a bit, though looking away and putting up his façade again. He rested his head on the table, tired of this. His physical appearance causes him to look exhausted. Which, he, well... Jack was. He let her move him back into his seat, scowling a bit, covering his face with his hands. He grabbed one of the knives on the table. hiding his hand behind the carved pumpkin, eyeing her warily.
;; ah heck same I'm tired so- also um I'm not sure ?? Anti could do smth hella unlike Jack and she could realize this and lock him in the room and watch the video and realize whats happened to him ?? I'm not sure. :((

((Okay!! Lets go with that!!))

Nicole shook as she reached to hold one of Jack's hands, shakily dialing the number and the phone ringing.

"Hello? What is the emergency and where is it located?" ((IVE NEVER HAD TO CALL FOR THE POLICE))

"Hello, my emergency is at--" ((take this as the chance Anti swings/jabs ? she could drop the phone, grab camera and hightail it after locking the door?))

It was now or never. Laughing wickedly, Anti reached out, grabbing her arm. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, love." His voice was low and angry, and he kept a firm grip on her arm. "You see, there's no use. He's gone. Forever. Say goodbye." He grinned, the blood that was just bubbling past his lips covering his teeth. He was amused. This entire situation was hilarious, to him. Holding the knife above her head, he was about to bring it down, but something stopped him. He released her, much to his dismay, watching her make a mad dash for the door.
;; rushed sorry :((

Nicole let out a sharp gasp and dropped her phone, pulling away, she scattered for the opposite side of the room, snatching his camera off his desk, "Y-You aren't jack---" She felt like crying, then rushing from the room and slamming the door shut and locking it from the outside. By that time, she was crying already, her hand covering her mouth, staring at the door with wild eyes.

((So sorry!!! I was very busy today!!!))