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He dreamed, and the screams rushed to meet him. The cold Balkan air, thick with the coppery scent of blood and Armenian suffering… it sparked something within him that he hadn’t felt in decades, not since he was chased out of the homeland, great Macedonia. Those UN pigs. Forcing him out of the country he helped build – no, the country he built – over something as trivial as “serious violations of international humanitarian law”. Was it really a violation of humanitarian law if Armenians were subhuman at best? He thought not. And in this dream, this beautiful dream, it didn’t matter. He was back in the homeland. He was bathing in Armenian tears. He was finally, truly, hap–

“Awh, fuck, Grandpa, mate, you wanna tinnie?”

And just like that, he was awake. Back in the blistering heat of this shithole called a “country”, this glorified desert, with his idiot grandson-in-law asking if he wanted a “tinnie”. The fuck even was a tinnie? This place was a goddamn nightmare. They didn’t speak Macedonian, and they didn’t speak English. They spoke some kind of halfway language, some kind of made up gibberish that was harsh on the ears and sandpaper on his soul. Grandpa Jace was convinced – nay, he knew – that this was Hell. Melbourne, Australia? No. This was the Ninth Circle, and he… he was Dante.

“No, thank you, Darryl. You are good boy.”

Darryl would die first, when the time came.

“No worries mate. Hey, listen, Sister Jace and I were hoping to get a new car. There’s this fuckin mint one, state of the art, they call it the Holden Commodore. Mind if we borrow some cash to get us that bad boy?” asked the idiot.

“Fine,” said Grandpa, handing Darryl several wads of crisp, golden, one hundred dollar bills from beneath his pillow. He smiled to himself, knowing that this was Armenian blood money, and that if the Australian Taxation Office found out, they would have Darryl arrested and placed on Christmas Island, a government black site. That would be good. Yes… that would be very good indeed.

“You’re a good cunt, mate,” said Darryl, taking the cash with the enthusiasm of an idiot with a beer gut. “Fair dinkum, mate. Fair dinkum.”

Yes. Whatever that meant.

Darryl walked out of the room, leaving Grandpa Jace alone. Blissfully alone. He was awake now, and there was no point in going back to sleep. He had no hope of recapturing the magic of that wonderful dream. No, it was time to get up now. Time to do something. He might visit his son, Jerry, or his grandson, Jace Jace, the pride of the family. But no. Those were terrible ideas. Grandpa Jace knew what he was going to do.

He was going to find a beautiful woman… and he was going to respect the fuck out of her.

@Odin@StarLordess Odin and Marianne are accepted. Both extremely underrated parts of Jaceverse lore. Welcome aboard.


Name: My Birth Name is Julian Jace But You May Address Me as J (His name is Julian)
Gender: I have ascended beyond your concept of Gender (He's a dude)
Character Brief: Jace's Step Brother, Not Clear How that Works, Otaku gozi mashda sayonara uwu seppuku ichiban, Well Educated In What Is Actually Happening In The World Right Now You Fucking Lemming, You Wouldn't Understand, Divining the Mysteries of the Deep By Careful Meditation on the works of the greats such as Ohba-san, Takahashi-san, Koyama-san, Wachowski-san, and Stan Lee-San

Julian Jace is accepted you fucking lemming


Name: Patty
Age: 26
Bio: Like most Americans, Patty is a slightly alcoholic, dumb broke girl who knows nothing about politics. One of her hobbies had led her to meet Jace, and once she heard about his large family, Patty got tunnel vision. They all seemed so exotic and interesting, not to mention extremely attractive, and the young woman finally found her life’s purpose: to get with Jace’s family.

Does Patty have an OnlyFans? Asking for a friend.

Name: Brother-in-Law Jace, aka Darryl, aka Dazza
Gender: Tinnies
Character Brief:
Jace Jace's brother-in-law, married to Sister Jace. Loves tinnies. Investment banker.
@Nightrunner This is acceptable. Make it clear in your CS and you're good to go, I think.

Thoughts? @megatrash
Hi I’d like to apply to be Jace’s proctologist scarred by his patient’s IBS. Thanks. : )

A very important part of Jaceverse lore. We'd love to have you, just throw up a CS!
Name: Dark Jace

Age: Negative Twenty-Three

Character Bio: When Jace looks in the mirror, he sees this guy. Sometimes this guy even steps out of the mirror. He looks just like Jace, except he's gaunt with scarlet eyes. Just like regular humans are made mostly out of water, Dark Jace is mostly made out of Jace's tears. For that reason, he can both literally and figuratively be described as pretty generally salty when compared with the real thing.

I just have a couple of questions regarding your thought process during the creation of this concept.

1) Have you read the Jace lorebook? How well-versed are you in the Jaceverse's lore?

2) Given that he is essentially Jace's dark reflection, does this mean that he doesn't have IBS? Have you thought about what this means for his power level, considering that Jace's IBS is the source of his power?

Name: Grandpa Jace
Gender: Fake Albanian and also Greek
Character Brief:
The Jace family patriarch. Incredible wealth born from Armenian blood and tears.

Johannes Mikhail Khorenstai, bane of Jace, is accepted.
ACCEPTED CHARACTERS

The Jace Family
@Architect -- Jace Jace
@Byrd Man -- Uncle Jerry Jace
@GreenGrenade -- Grandpa Jace, Sister Jace, Stepmum Jace, Darryl Jace, Every Other Jace
@Nightrunner -- Dark Jace

Other
@megatrash -- Patty
@GreenGrenade -- Jon Goldstein
@Nytem4re -- Cookie the National-Socialist Staffordshire Bull Terrier
@Hillan -- Johannes Mikhail Khorenstai
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