20- It's just a clean slate

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack is on the Plane, looking rather lost. He's frowning and scanning the area around him, as if he's never seen this place before. One moment he's there, and the next he drops from the Plane, looking quite startled as he comes back. There's a pause, and then he does it again.

And again. And again.

Finally he settles for staying on the Plane, looking frustrated and running a hand through his hair, catching sight of his wristband as he does. Curiously, he turns his wrist this way and that, examining it. After a moment he starts fiddling with it, pressing buttons here and there. When nothing noticeable seems to happen, he finally let's his arm drop] Now what?

[ooc: So, experiment start! This time, Jack's memory has been completely wiped out, courtesy of the Twins. Yes, I am evil like that. He won't remember anything at all, either from his canon or the Plane, so don't be confused if he gives your character a wtf look. Feel free to bother him as much as you like, but just remember; he'll remember all this once the experiment is over ♥]

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[contract_star]

[Looking a bit battered,] Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Hi Hei! Jack is currently oblivious to the fact that you're referring to him]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

There you are! You're the fashionable one. Or at least Ianto is. Right, so what do you think?

[is in his newest tuxedo, which has a red ascot instead of a bowtie]

Too much?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Tired and pale from repair work]

Captain?

[madamemoiselle]

{Oh hey Jack. Diva is going to latch onto your arm now}

Ne~ Jack, what did you say your home was like? There are some odd buildings at home now, and I think they're yours. Not like that would be a really bad thing, honestly, since Jack could come visit, but still~

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[There's a blank look for a moment, and then he tilts his head slightly to the side] Who are you?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

...Captain what?

[contract_star]

[Lol wtf.] Jack. Oi, Jack. [Waves a hand at him.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Looks down at her, studying Diva curiously] Jack....is that me?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

That bad, is it?

Well, maybe that's not a bad thing. I'm told I look a bit weaselly in the other tuxedo. Or possibly James Bond-like.

So! Fancy bringing yourself and your smashing coat to a ball? I've got a princess to save and possibly a crystal to pilfer---back to its original owner, of course.

[lamb_of_gold]

That is how you introduced yourself to me. Captain Jack Harkness.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[stares at the hand, then bats it away] Stop saying Jack.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[confused Jack = angry Jack] Shut up! Just tell me who you are.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Captain Jack Harkness.......what's a Captain? Or a Jack or a Harkness?

[madamemoiselle]

Of course it is, silly. Why do you say something like that?

[contract_star]

[Frowning now because oh god what more can happen to poor Jack?]...What happened?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Many things Hei. Many many things] What happened when?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[cue concern]

Jack. It's me. The Doctor?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Because I don't know.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Oh hell] Jack Harkness is your name. If I understand correctly, you are a Captain in some organization or another.

[madamemoiselle]

You must be kidding.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Jack....who's Jack? And what kind of Doctor are you?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Jack Harkness. Jack.....Harkness.....Jack.

I don't- what organization? And who are you?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I don't know who you are either.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Honestly, I'm not sure. Some bloke you met at some point, I imagine.

[eyes]

You don't remember me?