Jump 211: Creepypasta

Jump 211: Creepypasta
>Four of Wands (Completion): A chance to rest and rejoice, having successfully resolved a matter of great import.
>Age: 32
But really, does it matter?
>Location: Somewhere on Earth
>Identity: Cryptid
Because c'mon, you know it's a thing.
>Drawbacks: Monster (0), Weirdness Magnet (+100), Men In Black (+200), Foundation (+300)
Why make it easy? The FBI is after me, just like they went after Jason Voorhees (though they're not entirely convinced that I'm any more supernatural than that dude other than the fact that I keep getting away), but the Foundation is more of a thing to worry about. Telekill alloy is not a thing to fuck with and they could in fact probably contain me. Fortunately I'm probably MUCH closer to Euclid than Keter.
>Monstrous Body (Free, Cryptid)
Oh, come now. I'm not THAT monstrous. I'm just a pleasant gentleman in a business suit that happens to wear gloves to conceal any visible skin.
>All Smiles (Free, 100pt freebie)
Being able to express my mood without the need for resorting to blatant body language is always helpful!
>Feel No Pain (Free, 100pt freebie)
>Image Distortion (Free, 100pt freebie)
Hey, it's not my fault everyone is a terrible artist and they rely on shoddy surveillance equipment.
>No Face (1500)
Hm? What do you mean my head exposes visible skin? Don't be ridiculous, I don't have one of those.
>Spook (1400, 200pt discount)
"Shin Cross of the planet Earth, you have the ability to instill-" "I SAID NO CUTTING IN LINE."
>Myth (1300, 200pt discount)
How nice, I can have information about creepiness become known when I enter a jump. And rituals to speak to or summon me. And have effects across truly massive areas if I'm well-known enough.
>Ritualist (1200)
But do you really think that going through the ritual, only to find its effects more widespread than you could imagine, to be safe for your sanity? Even without it actively eroding your sanity, it can't be healthy.
>Gigantic (1000)
>Compression (800)
Ah, it's nice to be able to change size at will. And to be man-sized and as durable as a house.
>Eternal (400, 400pt discount)
In the HIGHLY unlikely event that something actually kills me, well, there are ways around it. I'm not sure exactly what it is, perhaps I'll possess some stillborn baby who's born at the same time, or perhaps I'll just... reappear. Whichever is more appropriate at the time, hm?
>Inhuman Durability (200, 400pt discount)
In the unlikely event that I'm tangible and being blown to bits... well, that's not really going to stop me, now is it? Letting injuries slow me down is quite silly.
>Stranger (0, 400pt discount)
This is my favorite power in this jump, I can't NOT get this. It takes hiding in plain sight to a whole new level. I wonder what fun I can have with stranger+spook together? Perhaps I can make it hard for anyone to notice each other in the affected area.

No! I have to kill the monsters!
>No, jumper, you are the monsters!
And then Crux was a slendy.

Seriously though...

Walking around in any various attire is fine. And typically, I'll be walking around in a hoodie, a raincoat, or other attire that tends to conceal the head, unless I'm actively out to disturb people. Which is of course its own bit of fun. But I think I'll try to restrict myself to mostly-harmless pranks. Pranks like going to a bank if I get bored and putting my mark on every twenty dollar bill. Or going around and marking politicians. Or screwing with advertisements and magazines and getting my mark published. Or getting into peoples' dreams and promising them power (and actually delivering because I'm a jumper and I'm kinda bored).

It'll be perhaps a bit less hilarious when it turns out there are other cryptids getting angry at me for attracting attention to the whole thing, but considering I can sense who is getting in touch with me and where they are... yeah. Of course, screwing with money and politicians means the feds are going to be creeped the fuck out, try to track me down and put holes in me. There's nothing like jogging down the street and suddenly floodlights all around and bullets and grenades and then I'm swiss cheese. Looking back at the shooters and going 'what the hell, man!', and continuing on my merry way really doesn't help.

And ... well, come on, it's the Foundation. You KNOW what they'll get up to. I'm probably SCP-5143 or something, uncontained, just running around spooking people for fun. Because I will happily admit that I'm just bored and have no higher purpose. Why do all the cryptids have to be after peoples' souls, anyway? That's ridiculous. I just happen to have extensive power. People want it, it's not my fault they can't hide their wand after I give them magic and the associated longevity! But I'm not going to be giving everybody the ability to run amok, I have more taste than that. And the fact that the weather reports had morning fog roll across the continent regardless of the temperature is harmless, surely!