<div class="floatleft">(http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s17/Dadroid/Jake%20Woodson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jacob "Jake" Woodson<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>The Gray Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, 10:25 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Fountain<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team Fountain!<strong>Mention:</strong><br/><br/>Jake had watched Bence…lumber? That seemed appropriate. He watched the guy lumber in and give them the message. He looked to him with a smirk while his leg lifted and kicked the crawling girl until she stopped moving.<em>’Da Hell!?’</em>he protested to whatever had taken residence in his head<strong>’Listen…as long as these things are moving, you are not safe. None of you are. If you can’t make the hard choice, then I have to make it for you!’</strong><em>’What the hell happened to together, huh? You can’t go around hijacking my body whenever the hell you want!</em><strong>’Look, as much as I would enjoy discussing humanity’s take on free will and showing you the truth, we have a bunch of other people just like her coming towards us. Let’s take on one problem at a time, champ.’</strong><br/><br/>His teeth gritted when she called him champ. She had access to his memories…she knew he HATED being called champ, so she was obviously doing it to get a rise out of him. And of course it worked. He gave the girl another kick of his own for good measure before getting back to Bence. He’d heard his response to Isabella loud and clear, so he didn’t bother adding in his two-cents. It looked like the newer guy made it out okay as well. And while he didn’t want to be that guy, seeing as they were going to need to be on their A games, he felt it necessary to point to Bence’s pants<strong>”Ummm…hey…need a belt? And weren’t you just tearing out of your clothes?”</strong>He shook his head violently as if it was a conversation he’d prefer not to be in on, and left him to get his shit together. Thankfully Isabella showed up with a bundle of stuff thrown at Bence.<br/><br/>When she asked her question, Jake chuckled.<strong>”Well, this would be the part of the movie where we perform a heroic standoff against people willing to kill us for whatever we now are…so there’s that. Or we run and try to figure out just what the hell is going on. For the record, my conscience is screaming to kick some ass. I’m having some trouble resolving who should be at the wheel at the moment, but if we’re gonna go out…”</strong>He turned in the direction Bence had came from and smiled just as Kara was arriving on the scene<strong>”I’m down to do it brawling”</strong>. As if in agreement, Vivi ran past them all to run head first towards the group of running hostiles. Jake was reminded of The Legend of Leroy Jenkins. What was a joke for a game became a military battle cry, to transition back to the world of gaming years later. The stupidity of the reckless rush. Backed by the belief that someone…anyone, would be there to back you up. He could only stand dumbfounded as she landed the first hits on the fresh group of enemies<br/><br/><strong>”I…well. Let’s not leave her dumb ass out there alone.”</strong>Was all he said before he took off running. He’d seen it all happen as he caught up to her. She looked…was that how they all looked? It was absolutely breathtaking to see her coordinate all those movements together. Like some kind of daisy-chained combo, and then someone went<strong>through</strong>her! Like she went translucent or something!<strong>’Yeah, yeah. The living dead girl can become a ghost. Couldn’t see that coming.  But while you were watching her, did you notice that your legs stopped moving?’</strong>He scoffed and was about to ask just what the hell she was talking about, but then he looked down and saw that he was in a glide a few inches off the ground, still on a vector to backup the impulsive Vivi.<br/><br/><strong> “Holy shit!”</strong>he almost screamed<strong>’Yeah. You can fly. Try not to go crazy with it’</strong>Jake was still too shocked to even respond to the voice, especially since he was rapidly travelling towards the woman you just clocked a member of her own group, thanks to Vivi ghosting out of the way. He could steer, but there was something about stopping that wasn’t coming naturally…<em>Ummmm…how do I stop?</em>The voice said nothing and the girl turned to Vivi to establish their fight again<em>’The brakes! Come on!’</em>he said frantically as he closed in, coming in hot and straight for the girl.<em>”THE GODDAMN BRAKES!!’</em>he screamed just as he lowered his shoulder and braced for impact. The result was something of a magic trick, to Vivi’s perspective. There was a snarling girl there one minute, then a still hunched over Jake still leading with his shoulder standing there the next.<br/><br/>The girl was sent airborne and flying to the rest of the party revelers who had shown up to play. Laughter was heard loud and clear in his skull, and he opened his eyes to see Vivi, then the threat about to surround them.<strong>”I’m alive…no thanks to SOME people…Okay, you went to look cool and ran ahead of everyone. I followed you to save you from yourself and look even cooler. Now all we have t do is buy enough time for everyone else to get here, and we can all look cool together. Good plan? Great plan!”</strong>Feet now on the ground, he moved to Vivi’s side and prepared himself for battle. A few moments…tops. They’d only have to buy a few moments.<br/>