Jamison Davis's Journal

Play of the Peasant in Green

Dyed in a dark green-black mix, Jamison's Journal was handmade by someone he doesn't remember, who could scrounge out the occasionally thrown-away leather accessories that sometimes popped up in the bins and boxes of his town. the binding is woven with a black thread that feels almost rubbery, and inscribed on the book's binder, there are engravings that Jami would swear were there before he got the journal.

the day he got it, on his 7th birthday, he remembers some.....silhouette of a person giving him the book and then nothing for an hour. maybe it was just cause he was crazy like so many people called him when he talked about the things he heard and saw, though one thing was different on that birthday.

The visions changed when he started writing in his Journal, becoming more colorful, and less human-shaped,  

 

On the cover page of the book, the name Jamison Davis is written like a 7-year-old's signature, and indecipherable scribbles are written below, twisting and turning in an unorthodox fashion, almost making sense in the inane way it slithered round and round the center of the cover's page,

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and on the bottom, another signature with a line below it, written like the other side of a agreement.

The Ancient Gods font

Stoned in Kampong Som
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Downtime

Wild wet world

Dreams are weird man

Especially the one I had after completing Talent's Job yesterday, and I think I was lucid for most of it. you ever have a lucid dream that you could modify since you knew you were in a dream? well, I had the experience of what happens when you still don't have control over the dream, but you are FULLY aware of what is happening.

I woke up in the same house in new york that I moved into a few days ago, thanks to Ollie, who I have yet to thank back for helping me get an actual job, with a stellar interview, might I add. anyways, when I "awoke" into the dream, there was an almost..... subtle iridescent sheen to everything on it, like oil was doused on everything, but the black goo mainly was cleaned away. I started to look around, and when I went to take a look at my journal, it was in a more green sheen, as opposed to the rainbow on everything else. the title was written in green, as it always was, before the window went away, and was replaced by a door out. Opening it lead to a spiral staircase outside. holding the journal, I went round and round, down the staircase to explore the reaches of this strange place. 

the sky curved in on itself like a snail's shell, almost looking alive with the way it shifted with little branches occasionally moving outwards in a continual manner......I feel like I've seen this somewhere before, it's giving me crazy deja vu, like something I experienced before but just forgot about it. and there was this..... distinct sound of rain falling everywhere when there was none to be seen..... it drove me kinda crazy throughout how long I was in this...... sheened world. 

the center of the spiral seemed to be a good place to start as any, so I started to walk towards the spiral before a thought hit me.......

I had lost a foot a few days ago, and was still struggling with the cheap prosthetic I got in the hospital, yet here I was walking normally with a..... rainbow-colored foot? yeah it was a bit of a strange moment for me, as I sort of went "whaaaaat" and well, where I was going, my path had a....... sort of medical advisor office, or whatever place you go to for dentist or eye work, but for..... it said on the door "Body scar revision" and then shrugged before heading inside, to an empty void, with only a spray paint can in the middle, with that same green sheen........ I grabbed it and tried to spray something into the void, before.... feeling a sort of compulsion to spray it on my dream rainbow foot, cause it's a dream and all, and then I woke up in my real bathroom, spraying some sort of goop over my stump, and it shaped itself into a tie-dye colored foot, feeling and all....... 

Whatever happened to give me the power to make rainbow-colored limbs was really something...... though maybe I could try and stylize it a bit? maybe make it more green at least, cause I don't think rainbow colored clothes really suit me

Bed, Bathory and Beyond
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Downtime

Ups and Downs

I feel like this is gonna become a recurring theme, considering how dangerous the last 2 contracts were, but this time, going to the hospital for getting shot in the torso wasn't all pain and hospital bills (the American healthcare system, eating your wallet out of house and home since 1971). and this time, a lot of people proved wrong the New York stereotype that New Yorkers don't really give a shit about anything happening around them, cause there were enough flowers left on a table nearby the hospital bed I was in to fill it, including a partially large vase that one of the nurses left (Ill get back to her in a bit). after managing to bullshit a story about knowing a family member of the person who hired me, and so they didn't get to know that I just stole back an artifact for a potential descendant of a vampire... yeah Elizabeth.... damn it I'll have to look up her name again apparently was compared to a vampire, with any luck, that might of been why those guys were chasing after us......

Anyways, on a brighter note, that nurse who left the oversized flower pot goes by Marie, and she's packing everywhere, especially in charm and looks, and she's such a riot to talk with about random things like food, super-heroes, and supernatural occurrences. she even had her own theories on what happened with that famous Batimir guy, which we both joked about him being Drac's third cousin since his name has the word bat in it makes it just scream vampire, and several injustice references were made when the conversation went to Mark collins being an almost IRL superman. too bad he doesn't have laser eyes, that would look cool as hell on tv. Eventually, we decided to go on a bit of a date at a local restaurant after exchanging numbers. We looked at a few places, the local cafe, a little shop called Fang-Fang, even a Domino's, and a wings shop. we eventually settled on the wings shop

She ordered spicy bbq wings, I ordered salt and pepper wings, and they were delicious as hell, and we continued to talk about various things, art projects, weird medical stories, preferred animes, and more, talking till it was the afternoon and starting to get dark, and we said our goodbyes and went home...........

It got me reconsidering this whole "side job" thing going on here, but then there was another invasive dream, and it was...... uh

somehow I had a dream set in the same world as the one I had sprayed back on my foot, and it gets weird

Bite your finger

Here Lies Jamison Davis

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