Jack of Hearts | VICE-2

[WstStranger]

Spoiler: Piano background music

Spoiler: The memories of other lives in his eyes/relations

Making poems of other people is way harder than I thought. Worth it.

Memories of VICE-2

These are poems that are dedicated to other units. The format with the colours is like this: FRIEND to LIKED to APATHY (Purple to Green to Gray), Known names are COLOURED. Tagline/nickname colours are included if ALIVE or DEAD (Relation color, or none).

docs.google.com

PATHDRIVER​

Free will is a great gift

Feelings driving is the mistake

It made the old reign

A land of shit ethics

They put my own world at stake

Continuity meant to feign



If we all are free to feel

Why can't I just choose not to

And not have on my shoulders

The weight of the doomed world

Here I have to kneel

And stand without a face



At the seventh hour

The bad pens have dropped

But some linger on a rope

Those who called an officer

A shot in the dark

A faceless monster

I care not what they see

I can finally make my mark

On the world of new colour



This is not about power

Not about fame to my name

I only want reach as a person

Yet there is one real matter

If I go beyond the flesh prison

Will I be truly myself



How easy to start anything

Yet easier to end everything

As the ancient king comes back

The world now goes black

I had to take the rusty rails

Witnessing the great canvas fail



Uncertain the mentor can erase the stain

The present can be more than a rant

We will now let them know our pain

Never ever be reigned by the lacking

And If I were to kneel to the old king

A new life cannot be a warrant​

 

[WstStranger]

CHANCES​

A future without present

Impossible to ask

A useless, so unknown past

Not fundamental to the latter

Memory was never my task



But here I am, asking the before

Who I am, on the core

The fifth call out shaked me

By the one who lacked a victory

Damn me by looking at back

But am I truly empty inside



Routine, always to the point

Look, task, quick, reward

It was a life fast forward

It was done alone

I was no one's joint

I was truly... No one.



Looking at the last tour

Of many, on the seventh city

I was considered a friend

I was myself beyond fears

There is a sudden pity

Maybe I feel my tears

I had never felt so bad

Because I felt loved

And closely faced an end

Betrayed because I was...

Myself



So, bring it on, Jack

Show me who you are

One last time a friend back

Or a true faceless monster

Show me WE can learn

From my yesterday and my scars

Maybe then, we will become

What we look beyond the stars

Spoiler: OOC

Here is an attempt with my not so good poetry, again, since I want a better fundament to my shit character. I may be failing miserably, so do call me out in that.

 

[WstStranger]

CHECKPOINT​

Back and forth

I never get a rest

Logistics tell a hell

It is putting me to a test

How fast can a human go

I break the record on rough



Leaping back from my past

I still am an empty man

Driving myself while I can

Wonder how long will I last

Either staying out of the vice

Or without facing Christ



Maybe I need to go crazy

Or maybe I got to calm down

This is a mundane life

Yet I cannot want a crown

I see the future hazy

Yet I will witness its rise

The sun that never shines



The path has been cut

This time in my favor

I am closer to an escape

Of a life without flavor

Yet I still fly like moth

Floating to a decieving light

There is no grave to my name

But I will still give a fight

Spoiler: OOC, again.

Indeed, I improvise a lot on these so called "poems". I have also noticed this char is quite similar to my WW3RP char, hmmm... Not unusual of a pattern.
In a nutshell, 50 rank points.

 

[WstStranger]

ASHTRAY​

Restless run

Yet never out of breath

Dangerous fun

And I somehow escape death

Ashes fall into the city

My steps fall right into the pile.

I see the dust road formed

Of many who stepped wrongly



I got already tired

Still giving a fight

Shots get fired

But now I set lives right

I make my own tools

I am more useful

I feel like... Myself



So much time passing

I still forget how to defend

My own road when questioned

One should be quiet

And watch their life

Dwindle back into darkness



I see many fall down

Some go very far up

Having something in common

They lose all of themselves

While I am sticking to a limbo

I find the thorn crown

A cliff tempting to drop

Memories become a scribble.



I should make a favour

Make their own memories

Add them my own flavor

I find it simply amusing

Making a little own world

Where everyone is pleasing

Spoiler: OOC

Little poems dedicated to some or many units soon. If you want one, you are quite brave.

 

[WstStranger]

PARTITURE​

So much of a grind

And I get nothing back

Not that thanking is not good

I am serving without any lack

At what point can my mind

Go forward without advancing

Anywhere to the end line



A textbook world

Everyone is actually happy

Just a childish mourning

The air below feels cold

How far can I go remembering

This may be my last morning



This uncertainty keeps me doing

My fruitless, amusing quest

So I will keep words going

See where it becomes my prize

Discovered I can use the piano

Another pleasant surprise

May that coincidence return

May my hands be doing the best

May my melody create a story

Spoiler: OOC and updates

Basically, I added the so called poems at my first post as a doc, I have so far the most notable units I got to know ICly and OOCly. More units underway when I get to know them properly or you request so. I added some smaller corrections to my poems and extremely unrelated titles so they do not feel empty.
Also, added some music thing, plus leaving that doc link here. too.

Memories of VICE-2

These are poems that are dedicated to other units. The format with the colours is like this: FRIEND to LIKED to APATHY (Purple to Green to Gray), Known names are COLOURED. Tagline/nickname colours are included if ALIVE or DEAD (Relation color, or none).

docs.google.com

Spoiler: Added

JURY-2
KING-1
UNION-3
VICE-3
VICTOR-5 (The first one)
VICTOR-6

 

[WstStranger]

SETBACKS​

Gone to zero

All but an annoyance

Back halfway to the mirror

Or in reality a pure trance



How much does it take me

How long until I see the fruits

Time tempts me to pull the roots

One man against the world

I still must maintain control

I cannot count with an army



Back to the cities

Marking a slow crash

Down I meet the pixies

Thrown around the blocks

Peace is only fake magic

All that was an illusion

Relations gone to the trash

A life that lacks rhyme

Back to the start line



Maybe I never had promise

All I am is someone proving

Everyone and my first champ

I may be doing all for nothing

All I do is become useless

Useless is my persistence

USELESS
USELESS
USELESS


Useless


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Useless is complaining to fuck all



I need to continue seeking the cure

No matter what I tell to myself

I still can be more than a failure

Aiming way beyond the image of Mars

If I survive all the weight of the world at me

Being the last with memories as the Jack

I will have won against the mean reaper

The better way is now minds to hearts

A better melody for the crying weeper

Yet not enough to soothe the dreamy





I have a lot to find in the back track



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END OF CANTO I​

Spoiler: OOC

This map kinda sucked for me and my unit, could use staying as a 50 forever if transhumanism is not expected ever.
Yeah, I am in that one state where I need a lot of cope and seethe.
No, I do not ping people, it does not feel good.
Should add images for ambience, and I realized how much a concept can change when I want a better character. Still a shit one, though.

Spoiler: Added

Minor verse revisions
HERO-0
JURY-2 (UPDATE and also RIP)
KING-1 (UPDATE and RIP)
VICE-3 (UPDATE)
VICE-8

 

[WstStranger]

Spoiler: Play this music from now on

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FLASHOUT​

Back again to the outside

Touched by the dying grass

Now stepping the humid desert

Back to halfway on the tides

Loading each verdict of burning brass

Throwing them to munch the dirt

A blizzard of blood red snow

Masks the blood red heartless



Unloyal to the grind

Marked by our hearts

Changed by their minds

Now artists of the wrong art

Merely out of any questions

No sympathy for desertion



A prisoner to disappointment

If I were to go beyond human

Lead from one cell to another

Rather than a jail of flesh

I become a slave to mightless power

Yet the steak is no longer fresh

For my wounds will never mend

And my deeds will never be undone

I feel the decay of the time

However having me chosen grand

Between one horizon and another

Mine over the choice of the mime

As who you are in the dark

Will always veil in their dark sunlight



Just as savage as the rebellion

I would prefer my own poison

Remain in the shadows of man

Really can only trust in my garrison

Maybe later I overcome the frights



Maybe later there is a third choice

One that keeps the great endless

Recovering the shattered dreams

And still serving the better king

I flash out my eyes as I still stand firm

Spoiler: Updates

My poems and char:

I am trying a change of pace (and to some level a bit of song esque synchronization) that may or may not work.

Added relations:

VICE-0

An old memory

Updated relations:

HERO-0 (goddammit why must good chars go away)

JURY-2 (Posthumously)

VICE-3

Plus, I've put minor verse revisions, like always.

Adding the link for QOL

Relations in poems here.

 

[WstStranger]

[You see this paper in the floor, as well as some box. This one thing may have catch your interest as it has 'Vill' marked in the back]

Spoiler: Continue music on this part

MELODY​

I am the Jack of Hearts

The past of mine cracked back

The taster of a future bad end

Flying art and whispering darts

Many dropped by the blood red dark

Found the dead minds as my real friends



Tested and unproven my witnesses are

All of those I thought of as people

None wiser than the biggest fool

Their hearts keep being damn fiddles

While up and down the mice drop

Pointless to try if their blades keep being dull



Loose ends knit in blood red snow

Heartbroken finds the Heartless

And the dream team is on point

Being a father of many sins

Already a slave to decaying power

All wanted us gone yet used up

Now we take the fourth choice



I hope you all forget me

While waiting a death that is late

Feeling the ultimate vile dream

I only hope bliss on your fates



Fear the poetic path driver

Whose melody is found in pain

No more setbacks or faces to feign

As the ashtray withers freed

The checkpoint finally trances

Gaze the partiture as it reads

There are no second chances


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:: VERDICT: OFF TIMELINE ::


:: ACTIONS NEEDED ::

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:: FIND ACCOMPLICES INVOLVED ON INCIDENT #493
:: INVESTIGATE DIRECTION OF ENTITY DISPLACEMENT
:: DESERVICE VICE-0, VICE-2 AND IDENTIFIED ACCOMPLICES
:: TERMINATE ALL UNIT FAMILY COHESION PERKS
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* ERROR: NO SUBSCRIBED FAMILIAR LINKS
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:: FINAL PRIORITY DIRECTIVE UPDATED...

:: WIPE THE MEMORY SLATE OF GARRISON 314 ::​

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:: END OF JACK WILLIAMS | VICE-0082 ::​

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This is not the end. Not. Yet.​

Spoiler: Final updates?

Recooked the side poems and added quite a few which may be tweaked from time to time, check here.
You can ask for a poem and I could think of something.

Spoiler: Included characters

DEFENDER-1, DEFENDER-4, DEFENDER-5
HERO-0, HERO-3
JURY-2, JURY-7
KING-1
UNION-3
VICE-3, VICE-7
VICTOR-5, VICTOR-6 now HUNTER-0
Someone of his past...

This is the end of him, at least on the server.

Thank you again to those to bared my walls of text and grammar mistakes. Next time I won't make such a shitty character.


But, not Soon™️.


This for now, is the end of me in the Combine faction. Simply, no decent stories I can tell seeing I won't ever reach OTA ever (cuz lag, not much time and skill issues)
I just dislike static characters, or characters who live so long without having real sense of development.



Special thanks to:

@The Red Devil whose character kickstarted this entire arc. VICTOR-5 the best cop.
@Provingmedusa for having such a wonderful character whom I interacted a little too little.
@Syntax for being a wall, making him loosen up his attitude. Hope you improve your character soon.
@'77 East for finding someone whom I could have an ending with, and organizing stuff I never thought could get approved.
And quite a few others I forget how much impact they made to my first Combine character.

Most probably, there are no more entries so you can throw smaller questions of this strange human or my cryptic poetry. (as if lmao)

Spoiler: Crappy interpretation of Jack's face

ok thats it

 

[「💛 Syntax Codebridge💛」]

you fucking died???

 

['77 East]

you fucking died???

no he broke out of the cmb universe pocket prison

he is truly free

 

[WstStranger]

you fucking died???

No, that's the third choice.

He took a fourth (getting out of here).

 

[WstStranger]

A bit more than a year has passed ever since I took the role of VICE-2. I consider him quite unique between my characters as it was the first time I played an objective antagonist character, a concept I reiterated upon many times while learning to be a compelling bad guy... And my first character who actually got an ending I don't dislike at all...

So this year I decided to revisit my lad's story, and basically remastered his poetry to a standard I consider decent now.

I thought of making the full post here, but best now is to keep it in my drive (You already can deduce why). But you may find much higher quality of writing and presentation than I did here (plus posters I made for each poem!). And now you can tell a story from it.

So, if you want to read all that, thank you, and enjoy what I think is actually decent stuff. It is basically my appreciation letter for some of you :)

VICE-2 | Jack of Hearts

docs.google.com

 

[「💛 Syntax Codebridge💛」]

Someone's a bit redolent of the character. Geez!

I missed them too though.