A minute ago, he'd been watching a movie. John Trent still had the popcorn bucket in his hand -it was one of the super-sized ones, so it was still half-full- and had a handful of greasy kernels halfway to his mouth. Without a word, he dropped the popcorn back into the bucket and wiped his hands on his pants leg. He smelled like fake butter and sweat, and his hair was matted and unkempt. He clearly hadn't bathed in several days.
The shirt and pants were even more dirty than the man wearing them. On the back was the name of the hospital that had provided the garments. The back was the only clear spot on the flimsy material. Everything else had been covered in hundreds of hand-drawn crosses. Some were nothing more than simple Xs, and others were elaborate designs that had taken some time to draw. The crosses on Trent's clothes seemed to merge with the ones all over his skin. Any free space he could reach had been inked over with the symbol.
( Goddamn sequels. )"And I
just redecorated," he moaned after finishing the application. Setting down the popcorn and grabbing the ink pot, he went over to the wall and began drawing crosses on it.
"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ______JT______
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____JT______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. ____JT_______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ____JT_________"
((OOC: This character thinks that he is fictional, but the other HH characters are real. This isn't designed to make other characters question their own reality. Also, it has been approved by the other Sam Neill muns for meta.))