We get Ja’Marr and Joe content next week 😭😭😭 I’ve been waiting for this
god i hope so anon. i want it more than anything, i miss them!!!! but at the same time, there's still a chance ja'marr doesn't show up for the official start of OTAs next week (unrelated but the fact that everything until now hasn't actually been OTAs is wild.)
and if he doesn't show up, i don't want us reading too much into it! it's completely voluntary, and he's clearly been working hard this offseason with his own workouts and sponsorships and charity stuff etc. plus it's not like he really needs to do too much to learn the offense or get chemistry with joe (at least not as much as the rookies/younger players).
all that being said though, i'm basically just trying to temper my own expectations. i want him out there and i want him catching from joe and i want footage of them laughing together!! i want i want i want!!
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🌸。*゚+. Gonna share "P"s bio here below the cut since I don't really have his google doc put together yet (I don't feel like editing colors and graphics and all that right now, but I literally have all this typed up already dfgshjk). I wanted to share though and add to my "Muse List" tag because technically he's pretty much ready to go ✨
I was vague in this, however, there are still heavy spoilers for the game in terms of who P is!!! If you're not wanting to be spoiled, don't read, not even the basic bio on top because? Spoilers????? xD but yeah, here's my new golden child, he's joined the ranks of Link & Riku, and that's saying A LOT right there. The 3rd golden child 💙 I'm excited to write him with others!
Name: Goes by “Carlo Geppetto”
Nicknames/Titles: Geppetto’s Puppet, Puppet, Clever One, Doll Face (Only one person is allowed to call him that)
Age: ??? (Physically appears somewhere between 18-23)
D.O.B: September 19th (Virgo ♍)
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality/Romanticism: Asexual; Demiromantic
PHYSICAL
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 310 lbs
Hair: Grey
Eyes: Gunmetal blue
Skin: Fair, smattered in freckles
ASSOCIATED FLOWER(S)
White Stargazer Lilies
MAIN TAG
VERSE | MAIN 🌸 P
FAVORITES
COLOR(S): Light blue & Gold
SOUND(S): Music & a cat’s meow
ANIMAL(S): Cats
By morning, he was born, awoken within the confines of a solitary train in the midst of a city overrun by puppets. With only a voice as compass, and a puppet guide dressed as lamplight for company, the dark-haired puppet boy followed directions without complaint. There was no greater purpose than to prove as useful to the one who had awoken him, and to his creator– his Father, Geppetto.
There was kindness in the old man’s eyes and something else entirely he couldn’t quite pinpoint. It was nice though, being spoken to with such warmth and gentility. Something within him stirred, if only for but a moment.
His Springs were reacting.
By afternoon, he found himself changing, memories of a life someone used to lead beginning to weigh on his mind more heavily than any physical object he was made to carry. The name Carlo whispered to him in his mind by a voice that belonged to someone who was dear to him– or were they dear to “Carlo”? The distinction was hard to make, and only grew harder as the hours ticked by. The change wouldn’t only alter his form of thought, but physically alter him as well, what was once short and unruly hair now having grown to his shoulders in silken tresses.
His father seemed upset– The puppet couldn’t understand at all as to why.
His Ergo was whispering.
By evening he had felt many new emotions– or were they just being relearned? The feelings coursing through his body, pain that made his mechanical heart ache, lifelike eyes sting with the need to shed something from them– but what? Happiness that rumbled sound from a place within him he never knew existed prior, and anger that caused his body to grow hot from rage. With every new ? bond he formed, he felt himself change; With every loss he endured, he felt himself grow. With every memory he could recall, the puppet boy felt Carlo stir deep within his heart.
His hands were covered with blood, oil, and grime– he wasn’t ignorant to what that meant.
Not anymore.
He felt warmth.
By the next morning, he had been reborn, no longer the naïve puppet boy from yesterday’s rainy morning, and not quite Carlo from those days when he had been alive. By next morning, he was changed– both and yet neither. He would keep the name, though. Carlo was who he was at the core of everything, even if he was hardly anything like the Carlo who used to be, but neither was he the newborn tool having stumbled out of that train anymore, either.
He was something new, a collection of memories and experiences meshed into one, giving way to someone else entirely. His hair had greyed through the power of ergo coursing through his body, its length being allowed to grow even longer. Though his face still remained youthful, his eyes told the stories of, not just one, but two lifetimes-- and they were tired, if not relieved; There was pain but there was also hope.
'--an Ergo puppet can have a second life and become another kind of human--' He just needed now to decide just what that second life meant for him, now.
His heart was pounding.
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