meet my new ij oc: akbar!!
IM BACK W ANOTHER OC YIPPEE ‼️‼️
akbar (44) born in indonesia and moved to the states in his late 30s
served in the military as part of the air force before moving to the states to study aviation
during his studies, he was intrigued by the bermuda triangle phenomenon as well as missing plane cases
he even plans to travel there on his own to "see it" for himself
AND. BUILDING UP TO THAT POINT– he was captured by cognito for knowing "too much"
ever since then he's worked under both gigi and glenn taking care of travel/aviation related conspiracies
with gigi, he helps clean up places while gigi diverts the media attention (e.g. the rome incident in p2)
with glenn, he helps w the more hands-on stuff with aerospace engineering
he lives on saltines and espresso martinis (and nicotine)
he dresses like an old school indonesian muslim dad, with the songkok and sarong
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jrand: love (dialogue)
reposting bc i had to fix a lot of mistakes 💀 ANYWAYS have this jrand dialogue in shadow prison (they're sad and pathetic)
"This is all your fault, Ridley! If you weren't such a dickhead NEITHER OF US would be here"
"Oh, this is rich. We're pulling out the surnames now are we?"
"You're such a fucking asshole! For once have you ever thought how the shit you pull could affect other people?"
"Emotions are for-"
"Are for what? Stupid people?? Great then none of your relationships would fall apart if you'd just stop thinking for a second."
"LISTEN HERE FUCKER–"
"No, fuck you. I'm done listening to your bullshit. It's all I've dedicated my pathetic life to and look where it got me."
"What the hell are you gonna do? Give me the cold shoulder through our entire sentencing? After all the shit YOU have done to ME."
"Sorry? The shit I'VE done?? Oh please, name them! Please name all the shit I've done to you besides support you when you clearly didn't deserve it."
"You ruined my plan. You shot my daughter–"
"And who was the one who got her there in the first place? How dare you bring Reagan into this after all the shit YOU have done to HER."
Silence.
"I'll have you know I was the only person she had growing up. When you were busy wiring a robot out of her, I had to be there for her. Not her father nor her mother. Me."
Silence again.
"Your silence is very telling of the kind of person you are, Ridley. Reagan had always been a bright kid but you fucked her up. Just like how you fucked up everything you've ever had."
"Your career. Your marriage. Us. For someone who insists on being God, you have an amazing inability to understand love and devotion."
"People cared about you but you didn't like that. Yet when everyone walked away, you didn't like that either. Reagan had friends who loved and cared for her but you can't fathom that. You're so pathetic that you can't fathom how any of that could be beneficial for anyone. Now look at you. Unloved, disheveled, and in prison."
"You talk so lowly of love yet if you'd just accepted it, accepted that you WERE loved– Maybe things would've been different. Maybe we wouldn't be in prison and maybe your marriage wouldn't collapse."
"But you're always you. You're Rand Ridley, and that is enough to ruin you."
"Tamiko really did love you, I know she did. Reagan too, she looked up to you the most and did everything–"
"And you?" Finally, Rand spoke.
"What... What do you mean?"
"Love me... Did you?"
Silence.
"Yeah... I did. And maybe if you grew a pair for once and took a moment to look at yourself–"
"I wouldn't be as ashamed to admit I still do."
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jrand: holy matrimony
since i have the unfortunate inability to write a full-on PROPER fanfic. please have this strangely formatted fic thing??? *hands this to you* WEDDING DAY JRAND!!!
(super angst and sad, i mean when is it NEVER)
it was a beautiful day. a beautiful ceremony for two beautiful people. everyone was happy... well not everybody
jr scheimpough was going through a crazy rollercoaster of emotions- he was supposed to be happy, HIS BEST FRIEND WAS GETTING MARRIED!!!
but god why did it hurt so bad??
as everyone started to show up, all he could do was sit down and gaze at his own reflection from the wine he’d been carelessly swishing around
‘this shouldve been my ceremony. this was supposed to be us’ he thought dangerously. this was not the time, his brain scrambled to dig the thoughts deeper down
“have you seen rand anywhere?” snapping back from minutes of zoning out, the question grazed his ear. he was so engulfed in his own sadness he didnt bother to see who’d asked him
all he could think about now was: rand ridley
his best friend, the biggest asshole he’d ever met. it was hard to like him but it was even harder for jr to hate him
charismatic and smart. knew how to slither his way out of problems with his genius. he was someone he’d looked up to for a long time, though he could never admit it
he could never admit anything beyond his “joking-yet-not-joking” hatred towards his friend and partner
‘partner... oh how beautiful it’d be if the word business didn’t accompany it’ jr thought dangerously again.
this wasnt a time to be sad. his best friend was missing at his own wedding and he had to find him. though, in his defence, he’d been trying for years. to find rand ridley
“right yeah, ill go find him” without tearing his gaze away, jr stood up and began walking. mindlessly. he already knew where rand was
he was hiding. no. avoiding the altar
when jr found him, rand was shaking. pacing around. grunting. he’d never been this worried before. not even with the immense load of mistakes he’d made at cognito
he didn’t want to do this. rand ridley didn’t want to get married.
in rand’s mind, it was never about the commitment (though it really is) it was about himself. he’d never liked himself, which to be fair, there’s not many things about him TO like in the first place
“rand, what the hell are you doing?” “i can’t do this jay. im going to fuck this whole thing up. i always do- WHAT IF WE HAD CHILDREN??? I COULD NEVER-”
jr held his hand. tightly. an act of desperation, fearing to let his best friend go- hidden by an intimate gesture
“you can do this. sure you fuck things up a lot but you always find your way, that’s just who you are”
rand ridley didn’t want to get married. no that wasn’t right. rand ridley wanted it, but he wanted it with someone else. his best friend. scheimpough.
but it was too late...
a hug was all he could offer. neither could see it but both men longed for each other and it was written all over their face.
in another time, this could’ve been their own ceremony. where they could invite nobody because nobody mattered. and all they had to do was drink, dance, sing loudly, and just... find comfort in one another.
but it was too late...
the ceremony was undoubtedly beautiful. pictures were taken. tears were shed, out of happiness and regret.
when the reception came, jr couldnt do it anymore. he reached his limits and it was time for him to go.
he delivered his speech, one full of fun anecdotes of their days in college and a few words about how he adored the man. that was the hardest part.
seeing rand be wedded to tamiko wasnt the hardest part for jr. the speech was, as he had to forcibly hold himself back from saying all the wrong things his mind could muster
he had to go and he had to go now. he didnt bother saying goodbye, not even to rand because it wasnt a goodbye- they were still partners remember? they still have time live side by side. just not together
on the drive home, he comforted himself: ‘and as long as the person you love is happy maybe you can be happy later’
the night was rough. jr made sure he didn’t drink too much at the party because he’d expected to drink much more at home. by himself, this time.
hours passed and he drank so much his liver had given up on begging for mercy
and it was that moment when he lied in bed starring at the ceiling, he turned to his phone that’d been blaring with notifications of multiple missed calls and messages from rand
“hey jay where are you?” “where did you go??” “did you go out for a smoke? im near the entrace can you see me?” “hello? jay pick up my call” “did you leave?” the thread of messages said
jr replied, out loud, to himself: “no, rand. you did. you left me” and blacked out
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