"Relatively speaking, sure, I agree... I guess." Kappa, currently invisible in the 1950's, laughs. "Speaking of relatives, mine have been out of those camps, which, for some reason, were pretty popular worldwide in the 40's, for a few years now. At least, from their perspective, this era is a fresh start." Kappa shrugs.
"Why are you bringing that up?" Ken asks as ten years fly by around them.
"Dunno, cause we're flying passed that dark chapter in history? Just like giving exposition, I guess." Kappa reasons. "While we're on that, here's Jessica's..."
Howard Stark's Secretary, Jessica was a shy, young woman who found herself rather fond of a small, brave boy from Brooklyn.
He wanted to save the world, make it a better place, and she admired that to no end. He didn't have muscles, he didn't have what you'd call power, but he wanted to make a difference in this world.
He had such a gentle, compassionate soul. And a cute baby face that looked adorable photographed! Jessica would often lay in bed, Steve's photo in hand, touching herself till satisfied!
After an ambush by Hydra, an ambush which took the life of Steve Rogers, by accident, Jessica became the Super Soldier in his place.
Ten years, they watched Ten years of Jessica's life fly by.
A life as a hero, an American Hero, a defender of the defenseless and downtrodden.
"Yep. A symbol of freedom, an icon in red, white and blue. All that jazz." Kappa adds on with dialogue. "Plus, this Jessica, no matter how hard she tries to numb the pain with booze, she just can't get drunk."
"That's awful." Ken shakes his head.
"Eh, truth is, she's kinda lucky. Know a lotta dudes and chicks better off if they couldn't get shit-faced. Think about it, kinda a blessing."
"No, not that. How you did this to her. That's awful. You're awful."
"Not like her previous life was any better."
"You're still an asshole."
"Never said I wasn't." Kappa licks his beak. "Btw, I'm starving, me and you are gonna hit up the first McDonald's in California. Or maybe In-N-Out. You New Yorkers don't really seem to dig that west coast burger. Oh, how about Carl's Junior?"
"What about Jessica?" Ken asks. Questioning Kappa's attention span.
"She's fine on her own for now. While we grub, my associates will keep an eye on her!" Kappa looks at the fourth wall, giving a thumbs up. "This or that? Jessica is now a housewife or Jessica is still involved with Shield?"
"Cool." Kappa munches on a burger with grilled onions and a thousand island spread.
Ken is just eating fries, because, supposedly, most people don't like onions?!
"Anyways, Captain America isn't well known in this reality. Being a girl, she wasn't used as a mascot for liberty the way Steve was. She probably did more then Steve, though. But the point is, her face wasn't plastered on walls, there were not any propaganda videos portraying her the symbol of peace, she's not a household name. Just employed by Uncle Sam as an unsung hero."
Ken sniffs with a disgusted look on his face.
"How can you that?! Blek!"
Kappa shakes his head. It's funny how the opinions of burgers vary region to region.
"I offered McDonald's and you said you weren't hungry! I like In-n-out. Quit being such a hater, brah."
Anyways, Kappa will be eating his lunch, which is amazing, despite what Ken says, and will leave you with Jessica's life in the 1950's!
Doesn't matter how fast or slow she guzzles down that bottle of whisky clasped firmly in her hand, it's just water with a sour taste!
"Why do I even bother?" A Thirty-six year old woman, slender and tall, dressed in a light blue apron, long, black hair in a tight pony tail, covered in white bandana, with a deep scar running down her left cheek, sulks at a table, an old photo of a crush long gone in hand.
She's a pretty woman, a tad intimidating in aura, who runs a bakery in a small, Oregon town called Grizzly Beach.
Everyone in town sees her as a surly, aggressive, strong kinda gal you'd be an idiot to provoke.
And that's true.
They say she took on a Grizzly Bear her first week in town.
And that's true.
They say she chaired a horny brute trying to get a gander up her skirt.
And that's also true.
Jessica Jones, a mountain woman, who built her bakery with just an axe and nails, is pretty much the person rumors claim she is.
However, there's a few things rumors don't know diddly about.
For example (This or that?!), how Jessica is Head of Shield or a Spy?
It's been ten long years of cat and mouse. Ten years.
Jessica didn't expect tonight, of all nights, to be any different. Rarely are they anyone special.
It's weird, maybe, it's fate to have this particular agent, one that she's been looking for so long now, be the agent to grab the night she's thinking about retiring from this lifestyle.
Flipped over pickup truck, on fire, a woman in a black hoodie laughs menacingly inside an abandoned campsite.
Jessica, at a distance, pulling sharp glass out of her left arm, behind a redwood, groans with a tired sound coming deep from the diaphragm, body shaking in pain.
Superpowers don't be mean shit to Father Time. Isaiah was right, this shit is getting old!
"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" The combatant, with a British accent, sings, raising her arms up and twirling.
<"Damn knee brace."> Jessica thinks to herself.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" She repeats.
And her back was acting up too. Honestly, Jessica wasn't sure how many car accidents her body could afford!
"Come out!" She screams at the top of her longs, stomping her feet like a madwoman.
<"You're basically forty, Jessica. Is this really the kind of life you want?">
"Come out!" The combatant's eye's start to twitch. "Come out, this instant!"
"Okay." Isaiah's voice comes from out of nowhere.
Pow! The Hydra agent falls to the floor as Isaiah appears out of nowhere. He popped her right in the jaw!
<"Thank the lord for Wakanda."> Jessica smirks as she charges out for an assist. Isaiah's cloaking belt sure comes in handy!
"And then the Hydra Agent takes out an electric whip." Kappa, eating Rocky Road Ice Cream in a waffle cone off the pier, his long legs dangling, continues the fight through narration. "Jessica has to leap in the air, which kinks her neck, Isaiah takes the shock and is standing there, fried, practically foaming at the mouth. The Hydra agent laughs, thinking she's got a chance to escape, but that's when Jessica kicks her in the chest. TKO."
"You're not really good at fight scenes, huh?" Ken speaks stoically, licking his scoop of strawberry.
"A writing class?" Ken shrugs.
"You're the best, Ken Ken."
"And you're a piece of shit, Kappa."
"Thanks, Buddy!" Kappa lightly punches Ken in the arm playfully.
The sun's about the set, seagulls fly out towards a small ship, the ocean breeze is calming and the smell of saltwater is strong and relaxing.
"We're going back to Jessica, guys." Kappa looks off to the fourth wall. "The Hydra agent is detained, Shield agents are on the ground, and Ms Jones is about to get some very life changing news before we head off into the 1960's or 70's." ***
The Hydra agent, cuffed and surrounded by Shield agents, headed towards a helicopter, lowers her head in defeat.
Jessica, her wounds healed thanks to her abilities, walks over with her arms crossed.
"We finally got you, Peggy." Jessica smiles with a vibrant, satisfied tone of voice."You have no idea how good this feels!"
Peggy laughs. A grainy laugh, a disgusting, vile cackle.
"Still flick with the bean to that photo of Steve?!"
Jessica laughs. Peg could claw all she wants, it won't leave a single cut!
"Keep making jokes, by all means. You're finally going to get what's coming to you!"
Her eyes void of any sign of compassion, she stares like a vicious monster.
"You look old." Peggy Carter smiles. "And your arse is fat."
Escorted off, Isaiah, bandaged arm to arm, comes up, placing a big, strong hand on Jessica's shoulder.
"Don't let her get you." Isaiah assures. Admittedly, agreeing with Peggy, but with the sincerest approval!
"Well done, Jessica." A handsome man, with buzz cut hair, in a black trench coat comes up with a suited agent left and right.
"Director Bucky." Jessica nods.
"Missed you at Fury's wedding."
Jessica laughs. "I'm not very good at weddings."
There this powerful feeling in the air. It was about love, but for a old friend named Steve Rogers.
"You finally nabbed his killer." Bucky laughs, a tear in his eye.
He smiles at Jessica, it's warm, it's grateful, and it's nothing but praise and admiration. Bucky can finally put his best friends death in the past.
"Thank you." Jessica smiles. "I..."
"I know." Bucky stops her. "We weren't entirely certain. But rest assured, you're the one person I wanted more than anyone to finish this job."
Peggy, at a distance, continues laughing like a wicked witch.
"Purple Man is coming!" Peggy screams. "Purple Man is coming!"
"Don't listen to that psycho." Isaiah smiles.
"I'm not." Jessica promises, though her shoulders tense at the thought of Killgrave returning from the dead.
"Can we talk?" Bucky asks.
The Trio heads off alone, the whole time, they could still hear Peggy Carter laughing.
"Jessica, I think it's time we talk about a new chapter in your life."
"I was thinking the same thing." Jessica smiles.
"Let me be clear about this, your bakery installation, it's perfect. We want to keep it running. The fellas upstairs have three 'nieces' in line to help out around shop."
Basically, Jessica has the option of retiring from field work. She'll get to run her bakery; but there will be new, younger agents taking the load off her tired shoulders.
"You'll, of course, have an option." Bucky smiles. "I need a second in command, a right hand. Whaddya say to that?"
Jessica looks at Isaiah. It's obvious what he wants. Why else would he stay with her this long? It's also clear what Director Bucky wants to hear.
Question is, (this or that?) What will Jessica decide? Retiring or taking up Bucky's offer?
"I'm sorry this took so long." Jessica, brushing circles with her finger on Isaiah's bare chest cooed in bed.
Isaiah smiles, his arm around her shoulders.
"I would've waited longer." Isaiah admits. "You're worth it."
He can't think how many times since the war and after Jessica's been there protecting him, being that hope and strength needed to get through the day.
"Will just be running Jone's now." Jessica laughs. "Wow, I can't believe we're finally through with fieldwork!"
She had to say that, really let that sink in.
"We sure ended on a high note."
Jessica bites her lip.
The woman she trusted, the woman who betrayed her, the woman who's been in her nightmares for so long now, is behind bars for good.
It's like a weight's been lifted and Jessica can finally move forward.
Jessica nuzzles Isaiah's neck, feeling so safe and warm under his sheets.
*** "I'm just saying, out of anything in the world, anything, you pick a turtle monster?" Ken laughs as Kappa builds a sandcastle.
"I like Kappas. They remind me of Keroppi, I was nuts about that frog as a little kid."
"A character from Hello Kitty."
Is there really a connection between the two or is Kappa just being ridiculous?! 🤪
"I think I hate you more now." Ken shakes his head. "Wow, I didn't think that was possible. I actually hate you more now!"
"How's everyone enjoying the direction so far!"
"And you're talking to yourself, again." Ken pinches the top of his nose.
"Anyways, it's time to ditch the 50's. I've made a good mark so far. Bucky's Director of Shield, Peggy Carter is a double agent and is responsible for the death of Steve Rogers, and Jessica owns a Bakery doubling as a front for a team of Shield Agents. Sounds pretty interesting to me."
"Sounds stupid to me."
"Well, what wouldn't then, smart guy?"
"You, not talking."
Kappa laughs, wagging his finger.
"You're on fire today. I love it! Okay, let's get out of here. This or that?! We head off to the 1960's or 70's?"
ark: Whooaaa that mattress scene
Jun 10, 2020 18:34:55 GMT -6
MeanMark: Right? I maintain the opinion that they should have showed some sort of process for the TF, but still a great scene nonetheless.
Jun 11, 2020 8:26:26 GMT -6
kappa: I feel like the point of that scene was a conversation towards her fears with monogamous long term relationship. The Aging was merely an extension personified, AND, in the backseat of what was really going on. A couple communicating.
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:11 GMT -6
kappa: However, I'd have enjoyed a gradual progression, still, I kinda get that execution
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:59 GMT -6
amoscrow: How do I post some WIPS on here? I wanna post some progress on something me and my GF are working on!
Jun 13, 2020 15:57:38 GMT -6
kappa: Not an expert, but, I think you just insert it on one of the square below the attachmentS
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:03 GMT -6
kappa: the group of boxes, the fourth one
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:34 GMT -6