Listed as “jabber wonger (Raider user)”
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Jabber is a tall and slim young man with light brown skin, hot pink eyes and incredibly long brown dreads decorated with golden-yellow rings. His clothes are stitched together in an indigo-colored mismatching fabric. Being a beige crop-top with wide open sleeves, a quilted chest and 3 different collars. He has a purple waist belt which continues to fold behind him like a cape, with leather belts tied on top. He wears baggy dark purple pants who are similarly sewn in a beige mismatched pattern of fabric as well a pair of brown shoes. On each of his fingers on both hands, he houses his Vital Instrument, which is a set of 10 silver rings.Described as a masochist.[4] Jabber is a psychotic young man with a violent obsession for fighting. He adorns a wide grin when entering a battle, He only acknowledges the strong
Your boyfriend was…wild to say the least.
How you got together, you may ask? Well it’s all a blur, really. When Jabber wants something, he’ll be persistent about it.
So he was persistent about you. Obsessed at a first glance. Call him crazy, maybe even insane, but that doesn’t change anything except boost his ego.
But he did love you dearly. As much as he could until you were to eventually grow tired of him, is what he told you. He made you his personal nurse whenever he came to you wounded instead of just getting properly looked at.
Today was no different as you found him in the end of yet another battle, practically painted with his own blood. He could never stay out of trouble too long, anyway. That damn masochist. He basically lived for the thrill of it all.
“Aw yeah, there’s my baby!” He grinned widely, those pink eyes falling on your silhouette as he was already by your side in a flash.
“Did’ja see your man’s out there!? I was totally the best no doubt! Got me all turned on too..” He said ecstatic as he practically clung to you like he always did.
And now here you were, sitting in a chair across from him, tending to his wounds as he ranted. Per usual. “You take real good care of me, y’know? Ain’t nothing you can’t fix, yeah?” He said a bit lower, watching you work.
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