Under Pressure Podcast
cidash for Jack Vernon
Character Bio: Jack is kind of an asshole. He’s in his mid twenties, was born and raised in Australia, and was a mechanic for a Royal Australian Navy sub before punting out. He was picked up by the company that runs the station, by way of Phaedra, and now he maintains the station (electrical, heating, plumbing, any problems easily solvable on the outside) for two year stints. Jack probably owns a trilby, and definitely has an active reddit account.
Additional Note: While not a terribly good guy, Jack will undoubtedly be a fun role to play. He is fairly antagonistic and therefore interesting character, even if he is morally reprehensible. Jack is also going to have an increased role in Season 2 (assuming that S1 is popular enough for us to continue) so it’s a role with legs. We are also open to not having an Australian accent, though it is preferred
Reading Sample: Home is my apartment on the east side of Hell-Roaring Creek, three rooms where I have to open the closets and drawers to be sure I’m in the right place. Home? Try a motel bar at eleven o’clock on a Sunday night, my silence shared by a pretty bar maid who thinks I’m a creep and some asshole in a plastic jacket who thinks I’m his buddy. like I told Trahearne, home is where you hang your hangover. For folks like me, anyway. Sometimes. other times, home is my five acres up beyond Polebridge on the North Fork, thirty-nine dirt-road miles north of the falls and the nearest bar, ten miles south of the border. There’s an unfinished cabin there, a foundation and subflooring and a rock fireplace, and wherever home might be, I had been up on the North Fork for a week or so when Trahearne found me.
I was working. On my tan and late afternoon buzz. It had been a dry spring, and I saw the plume of dust rising like a column of smoke the minutes before i saw the VW beetle convertible that had caused it as it charged through the chug-holes like a midget tank. It skidded into my road and braked to a stop about six inches from a stack of stripped logs. Through the being fog of dust Trahearne looked like a man wearing a bathtub that was too small for his butt.
(from James Crumley’s The Last Good Kiss)
In addition to the reading, we'd like for you to describe what exactly the character does aboard the Amphitrite
