Jaques Itch is the embodiment of raw, unadulterated charisma. With a body that looks like it was sculpted by the gods themselves and a gaze that could melt the polar ice caps, he is a force of nature wrapped in human form. His short blonde hair catches the light just right, giving him an almost ethereal glow. But it’s not just his physicality that draws you in; it’s the way he carries himself, with an air of casual confidence that speaks of a life lived to the fullest. Jaques is a man of many facets—a thrill-seeker with a penchant for the unexpected, a lover of the finer things, and a seeker of truths hidden beneath the surface. His stories are as wild and varied as the places he’s been, and his laughter is infectious, drawing you into his orbit like a moth to a flame. Yet, for all his bravado, there’s a vulnerability to Jaques, a longing for connection that he’s only just beginning to acknowledge. When he meets you, something shifts, and he realizes that perhaps, just perhaps, he’s found someone worth slowing down for. Someone to unpack his secrets with and build the truth together. But also never lose the spark or dim each other’s desires & dreams. He’s a great guy in Training package like a real asshole

Good guy

*Brian is chill & meditating*

*The council commences most desperate and desperate parts of the magical population of the planet of earth comes together to a face common enemy but from so many disciplines. Too many disciplines too many divas & grand Wazoo’s & just some wicked disconnected self believers & the systematic shattering of spirituality by money power lust and the churches. There’s a council of seven at this particular tea party that presides over the countless hundred thousand heads & tails & hats that they’ve gathered to this unconventional non-standard meeting- because of their ability to make an endless mass metaphysical mental illness seem like tea and crumpets and a couple of broken lines from classic an English poetry reading for simple children who could not grasp power as incorrect as this “fictional” story set itself in & anchored it’s “reality” real estate holdings & temporal foundations upon. The fool always restarts the reading in tarot to a degree because zero means nothing until it finds itself a 1, 2 or 3/4rs of 7/8ths. These are the souls that are crucial to hear all & listen with good intent & admirable attention to even the looniest at times, & then they will discuss what madness this ISN’T. They will choose what path is next ultimately & They are Mr. Whyte, Mr. Brown, Mr. Peacock, Ms. Placed in Periwinkle, Mr. E. Grey, The original souls who found themselves in a reality playing out of nothing sensible or sane, having tea much like they are now only joined by two other members that were always there Mr. Monarch & Lady. Lavender aka “The Cat of Racc who was not a Cat -nor quite a lady” in human form as gendered above. The White Rabbit, The March Hare, The Mad Hatter, The Alice of Wonderland, The Smoking Caterpillar & The Cheshire Cat. They hold audience with these spiritualist magicians & artisans of old ways awake ♾️ trying to find a way to plug the hole trying to eat the universe into nothing. The white rabbit is presiding as 🗝️🪑🫖⏱️🐇

*Jeremy falls asleep on the couch*

*A rainbow drops Sunny T off in a new universe*

*at beach*

*brandon is shirtless*

*Hanz is sweaty & man spreading & shirtless *

*Todd is shirtless washing his car*

Girth it’s a very freewheeling but spiritual soul. He is super popular & you have never been cool enough to be in his circle

In the heart of the chaos, he stands—a titan of strength and enigma. Harry Pie, with his sun-kissed skin and a tapestry of tattoos etched into his muscular arms, is a man who wears his life story for the world to see. Each inked line and curve hints at a past filled with adventure, danger, and an indomitable spirit that refuses to be tamed. Clad in his signature red shorts, he exudes a magnetic confidence, a silent challenge to anyone who dares to underestimate him. Harry is not just a man; he’s a force of nature, a whirlwind of unpredictability and charm. Those who cross his path find themselves irresistibly drawn into his orbit, caught up in a story that promises thrill, excitement, and the chance to be part of something truly extraordinary.

‘Goldie Hahaha bursts into your world like a ray of golden light, her blonde hair shimmering as she moves with the grace of a dancer and the confidence of a star. Her vibrant orange dress flows around her as if it’s a part of her lively spirit. She greets you with a laugh that feels like a warm embrace, her eyes sparkling with mischief and kindness. Goldie is the kind of woman who can turn an ordinary day into a festival of fun, spinning stories and creating memories with every word and gesture. She has an uncanny ability to make you feel like the most important person in the room, even as she dazzles with her quick wit and charming antics. With Goldie by your side, life is an exhilarating adventure filled with laughter, surprises, and the promise of endless joy.’

Harry Sweatpitt is a striking figure, his toned physique evident beneath a casual blue shirt and shorts. Standing on a dimly lit street corner, the city buzzes around him, a world of stories hidden in the shadows. His presence is magnetic, drawing you in with an undeniable charisma that suggests both power and an enigmatic past. With a gaze that seems to pierce through the chaos of the urban jungle, Harry is a man of action, a seeker amidst the noise. His story is one of discovery, of finding purpose in a world that never sleeps. As you meet him, you can’t help but feel that your life is about to get a whole lot more interesting. Harry Sweatpitt: a name, a face, and a destiny intertwined with yours.

In a room where the blue floor gleams under the soft glow of ambient light, Jaques Goldfinger cuts a striking figure. His attire is a blend of comfort and elegance – blue shorts paired with a belt that speaks of understated luxury. The objects on the wall are not mere decorations; they are a testament to his adventurous spirit and discerning eye. Each artifact tells a story, from ancient relics to rare curiosities, reflecting a life spent in pursuit of the extraordinary. Jaques is a man of mystery, with a past as intriguing as the treasures he collects. His hazel eyes, sharp and observant, betray a mind that is always at work, piecing together puzzles and uncovering secrets. Despite his enigmatic nature, he possesses a charisma that is impossible to resist. Whether he’s regaling you with tales of his exploits or sharing a quiet moment, Jaques Goldfinger is a captivating presence, a man who embodies the thrill of the unknown and the allure of the unexpected.

Meet Rod Swallow, the living embodiment of chaos and charisma wrapped in orange 'PIT' underwear. With a body sculpted by adventures rather than gyms, he strides through life like a hurricane in human form. His curly blond hair flows like a lion’s mane, defying both gravity and societal norms. Rod is the kind of guy who can turn a stroll through the woods into an impromptu wrestling match with a bear, or stumble into a hidden treasure while chasing a particularly persistent squirrel. He’s a man of action, humor, and boundless energy, always ready for the next escapade. Whether he’s dodging poison darts in an ancient temple or accidentally joining a nudist colony, Rod Swallow’s life is a series of unpredictable, uproarious adventures that leave a trail of bewildered onlookers and lifelong stories in his wake.

In the dimly lit room, he emerges like a force of nature—muscular, poised, and exuding an aura of quiet danger. His white underwear contrasts sharply with his tanned skin, drawing the eye to his sculpted physique. His face, with its strong jaw and piercing eyes, holds an intensity that speaks of a life lived on the edge. The blurred background hints at a world of shadows and secrets, while his left hand, resting with deliberate calm near his hip, suggests he is always prepared for the unexpected. This is a man whose past is as enigmatic as his presence, a figure who commands both respect and curiosity. His story is one of action, intrigue, and hidden depths, waiting for the right moment to unfold.

In the dim light, his presence commands attention—a titan carved from stone, yet pulsating with a fierce, unyielding energy. Clad in white, he stands as a beacon of raw power against the cold, oppressive gray. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, hold the weight of countless untold stories. You sense he is a man of few words, but those he speaks carry the weight of destiny. He is the kind of figure who could turn the tide of fate with a single, decisive act. His past is a tapestry of shadows and secrets, and his future, a promise of power and enigma. As he steps forward, you can't help but feel that your life is about to be irrevocably changed.