Jazz Kills People - Tumblr Posts
Probably OOC but-
Jazz: They say if you kill a murderer, there's still the same amount of murderers in the world. But if you kill multiple, well, the number decreases. (She turns around, blue eyes now blazing an acidic green eerily similar to the Lazarus Pits) This world isn't a good place, Batman. You know it, I know it, everyone knows it. But unlike you, (she takes a few strides forward, closing the distance between the two as she stands to her full height, meeting his gaze) so unwilling to kill anyone, I'm doing something about it. I'm slowly eradicating the filth that dares muck up this world. (She holds a hand up before he could speak) Yes, my methods are gruesome but why should I show them any bits of mercy with a quick death when they did no such thing to my brother?
In The End, You Are... Meat
Jazz is a serial killer.
Hear me out. She uses the Fenton Peeler on humans working for the GIW, which made them shed their skin. This is all levels of horrifying and puts her in all the shitlists of every hero in existence. Batman in particular hates that she made Gotham her home.
All attempts at detaining her are thwarted by supernatural events. No one has any idea of Phantom's involvement on this.
... My hand slipped.
The smell of iron and rot lingered in the air even after all these months. The whole room, once alive and bustling with cleanliness and shine, is now buried in nothing but grime and pests.
She knows these walls very well, just as it knew her- that is, the one she once was. All these years from lack of care post-destruction, even she could barely recognize it herself had it not been for the fact she caused this hollow home to crumble. For better or worse, in the end, she had to do it.
She can remember it all vividly. She had flown back to town in hopes to surprise Danny for his birthday, only for him to turn up missing. She was so worried and concerned, not even his friends knew where he was. She was desperate for answers by dinner time. When she asked her parents, she felt her heart drop.
They found out. They found out Danny was Phantom. They didn't take it well.
They thought him a fake. So they acted.
And she wasn't there to stop it.
Madeline and Jack forced Jazz to watch the recordings not long after, so ecstatic to share their findings with their oldest, and now only, child. They made her watch all of them. She couldn't move her eyes away as she watch them haul Danny's broken body to the operating table, cuff him down, and ready the tools.
She didn't know what was worse. The lack of Empathy from Madeline and Jack as they continue to drone in the recordings as if it were a mere regular experiment or the begging and pleas Danny let out as he cried during his torture, the transparent tears becoming green with ectoplasm. Pair it with the gore- what should all be red was instead replaced with the familiar haunting green- Jazz never made it to the bathroom as the contents from the meal earlier left her system.
There was too much green throughout the video. That wasn't just ectoplasm. That was Danny's blood. His body tried turning into his ghost form for a swift escape and recovery. That never happened.
Danny's pained wailing and frail form never left her mind that night, constantly repeating itself on a loop, hours on end. She ended up staying in Danny's room, tossing and turning, crying and mourning for her baby brother.
It was all her fault for leaving him- she should've just stayed! Danny-...
Never before had she felt such sorrow, as the horrific recordings made itself home in her mind that night. She wanted it to stop, end this terror. But no, this was her punishment for leaving Danny with them. She should've known better. She should've been there-!
What's worse was that she didn't even know if Danny's alive or not, even with his status as a halfa. She didn't know where he was- Madeline and Jack having sold him to the GIW just yesterday at that- the thought caused her body to jerk upward, blood boiling with rage.
Madeline and Jack were their parents, and yet, they brought harm to their son, to her brother.
They ripped him apart, limb by limb, and ripped the organs out of his torso. Just from the first incision did Jazz declare them their parents no longer.
They were mere betrayers and she'll make them pay, along with the rest involved. Somehow, she'll find a way. For Danny.
Looking straight up stare at the glow-in-the-dark sticker decals on Danny's ceiling, she allows herself to drift to sleep, mind thinking of ways to make it up to her brother. After all, it's the least she can do for failing him the way she did.
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Opening her eyes, she's brought back to the present. Taking a deep breath, she looks down, seeing a pair of familiar hazmat suits that adorns two skeletons. A pang of guilt and pain washes through her heart before instantly being replaced with anger and contempt.
It was for the best, Jazz thinks. Just two fewer people to punish now... She can't help but wonder if this family was doomed from the start... Then again, Fate has always been a cruel Mistress. But such is Life. A never-ending struggle fueled with never-ending motivations...
This is for Danny, she reminds herself, as she grabs the few necessary scrap metals that remained before leaving. Another year of what could've been Danny's birthday... She'll make this year's celebration count, she promises. Just for him.
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In The End, You Are... Meat
Jazz is a serial killer.
Hear me out. She uses the Fenton Peeler on humans working for the GIW, which made them shed their skin. This is all levels of horrifying and puts her in all the shitlists of every hero in existence. Batman in particular hates that she made Gotham her home.
All attempts at detaining her are thwarted by supernatural events. No one has any idea of Phantom's involvement on this.
WAIT WAIT, I JUST REALIZED
WHERE DOES DANI COME TO PLAY IN THIS
Like, part of me thinks she's still exploring the world, away from the GIW's eyes (as, from what I know, it's only strictly in America?)
But another says Jazz is protecting her fiercely, having her stay at a safe house of sorts... Unless we want even more angst and have it so that Jazz forcefully trapped Dani in a thermos until the GIW is dealt with. This is to protect her (and so Jazz doesn't have to repeat seeing Danny get tortured a second time-) (Dani looks too much like her baby brother it hurts-) ("JAZZ, LET ME OUT! PLEASE!" "I'm sorry, but this is for your safety. You'll be let out soon. Just not now. Please be patient." "JAZZ, PLEASE-!")
... Most unlikely scenario but Jazz planning to use Dani as a piece to bring back Danny? Again, most unlikely. Jazz maybe unstable but I'm very much sure she'd see Dani as family. (She sees too much of Danny in her to where she'd never even try to hurt her tbh... She just gets too overprotective)
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"What in the- hm... Sir, do you copy? I believe I found something-"
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In The End, You Are... Meat
Jazz is a serial killer.
Hear me out. She uses the Fenton Peeler on humans working for the GIW, which made them shed their skin. This is all levels of horrifying and puts her in all the shitlists of every hero in existence. Batman in particular hates that she made Gotham her home.
All attempts at detaining her are thwarted by supernatural events. No one has any idea of Phantom's involvement on this.