Post by Jack Daniel on Oct 29, 2009 9:07:54 GMT -1
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage::
''Jack Daniel!!
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Waking up at twelve
In my clothes again
Feel my head explode
Running out of gin
Another night out late
In my clothes again
Feel my head explode
Running out of gin
Another night out late
Hold the press!!
Don't go wasting all your applause just yet, save some for Hannah. They have been treading the floorboards for exactly 18 years and they have been totally female!! She has been in the spotlight roughly 7 months, and they're loving it!!
And now for the good stuff!!
We have a new kid on the block, going by the name of Jack Michael Daniel, but only their mother calls them that; you can call them Jack, JD, Daniel! Rumour has it this dude is a totally hoopy frood; so Mum's, lock up your sons and daughters!! They've been cruising the streets of London for 95 years now, after coming into this god forsaken world on 17th June.
Here's the vitals!!
Race:: Terra Elemental
Special Abilities:: Telekinesis Jack has the ability to move things with his mind, which he does to perfection after a lot of practice with beer bottles and glasses of various alcoholic beverages.
Earth Manipulation Jack can make the earth move! He can force earthquakes and such, and can also use his powers to create earth sculptures, which he tends to do when drunk to confuse the locals.
Ability Reading Point him at any Creature of the Night and Jack will be able to tell you, not only what race they are but also their abilities. When he concentrates he can tell you how able they are with that power, but he generally doesn’t concentrate.
Family:: Family of The Fallen
Position in the Family:: Ex-Military
The physical!!
The hair:: Jacks hair falls down to just above his shoulders and is a deep, chocolate brown.
The eyes:: His eyes are a deep brown colour, almost black
The body:: There is only one way to describe Jack’s body: Phwaor. Jack works out to the point of being obsessive and thanks to that he has a body most guys would die for.
The style:: Jack has a serious thing for hats. You’ll never see him without one. If someone steals it, or he loses it in a drunken state, he’ll pinch someone elses. He tends to wear jeans and tight fitting tee-shirts, but will occasionally wear a shirt with jeans. You’d never see him in a suit.
The looks::
Jack is hot, and he knows it. He fits most women’s (and men’s) dreams by being tall, dark and handsome, reaching around 6 foot 5. He isn’t afraid to flaunt his sexuality, often wearing cowboy hats and boots. He is at complete ease with himself. He has a number of tattoo’s, each with a story to them though you can never quite tell if he’s being totally sincere when he’s telling them.
The mental!!
The likes:: Men, Women, Alcohol, Card Games, Games in general, Smoking, Music
The dislikes:: Non-Alcoholic beer (what is the point?!), Losing at cards, being sober for more than a few hours, hang overs
The hopes:: He wants a family again, any one will do. He’d like to be able to stop drinking, but he doesn’t have the will power at the moment. He’d also like to be find a career instead of working in bars for the rest of his life.
The fears:: That he will fall in love again and lose it all over again. That he’ll go the same way as his mother did. That he’ll lose his looks and have nothing going for him.
The talents:: He is an incredible musician, he can play anything you throw at him with little effort or practice. He can make some good cocktails. He can dance really well too, but only tends to do so when he’s drunk (i.e. all the time)
The bad habits:: He smokes like a chimney, he drinks like a fish, and he flirts like it’s going out of style
The attitude::
Jack is a flirt, there’s no two ways about it. He’s got to the point that anyone will do and he is rarely actually interested in someone for more than five minutes. When he’s sober, he can be quite caring, but he generally doesn’t let side of him show any more. He hides behind his looks and keeps himself relatively drunk, not wanting to feel anything.
The rest!!
The parents:: Alice Daniel, Terra, Deceased. Malcolm Daniel, Terra, Deceased.
The siblings:: Louise, Terra, Deceased.
The others:: Jack Jnr, Son, Deceased. Sarah, Wife, Deceased.
The social class:: Middle
The history::
Jack was born in London, a few months before the Great War started. His father, a soldier for The Fallen Army, volunteered to fight on the front line, hoping to use his powers to help defeat the enemy. It was something that was unheard of, and so was a point of pride to his mother and older sister, Louise.
Like everyone else, Malcolm thought that he would be home for Christmas and as such, he gave little thought to leaving his family and new born son. He didn’t think that there was much threat to his life. Unfortunately, things didn’t go quite as was expected.
Not long after he left, Alice got a telegram telling her of her husband’s death. They never found out exactly what happened to him. It tore Jack’s mother apart, and she was never the same afterwards. It seemed that, with the death of her husband, a part of her died to.
She carried on living, but never really got over what happened. She never socialised, cutting herself of from everyone almost completely. She tried to be there for her children, but never seemed to have the energy to be a proper Mum.
Soon after Jack came into his powers, she died; she’d only ever kept hanging on so she could make sure her children were safe.
Both Jack and Louise were devastated, but realised there was little that could be done. Alice wasn’t happy living without Malcolm and at least now they were together, where ever they were.
After years of training his powers, followed in his fathers footsteps, joining the Fallen Army. He slowly climbed the ranks, never really sure that he was doing what he wanted to do. He never thought of leaving, though. At least, not until he met Sarah.
It was raining when they met. In a small bar in the centre of London; she’d run in to avoid getting wet. It was love at first sigh. At least, it was to him; she found him bloody annoying but was too polite to tell him to get lost.
After months of constantly being hounded, Sarah eventually gave in and agreed to out with him, but just the once. He took her for a meal and booked a booth at the ballet (Sarah’s favourite) but they never made it there, opting instead for a walk in the park. Sarah fell instantly in love with him on his showing his more sensitive side.
A few months later, they were married and expecting their first child, Jack Jnr. It was at this point the Jack Snr wanted to leave the army, but Sarah managed to persuade him otherwise, stating that someone needed to fight the Moonlit and Dark Court if Jack Jnr were to grow up in a decent society.
Finally understanding how important the Army was to their freedom, Jack threw himself into training. He rarely got to see his family, but neither he no Sarah minded as it was for the greater good. Besides, they had years to enjoy each others company.
One week, Jack was away on routine training. Sarah and Jack Jnr were ill with something, and so Louise, Jacks older sister, stayed with them to keep them comfortable whilst they got better.
Training was going well and Jack was finally able to enjoy himself in it. Then it was cut short by news of a vampyre attack in London. They all rushed back, using one of the soldiers teleportation until he became too exhausted to carry the soldiers with him.
They managed to stop the attack before too much damage was done and the group was allowed leave to go home, to mourn for the few the vampyres got to.
Upon arriving home, something didn’t feel right. The lights were on, but the normal family noise was missing. Jack Jnr wasn’t screaming and demanding cartoons, Sarah wasn’t trying to placate him and Louise wasn’t telling her off for doing so.
He rushed up the path, hoping that what he feared wasn’t true. When he opened the door, however, he found his wife and child slaughtered, and his sister barely holding on. He called for the Army healer, but she died just as he arrived.
Jack did what any young man would have done on finding this; he hit the bottle, deciding that alcohol would help keep him numb. His friends and colleagues tried to do their best to get him back on his feet, but he didn’t want the help. He refused to go to training, seeing that as the reason that he wasn’t there to protect his family.
His superiors gave him leave to mourn, hoping that he’d fell more himself once he had had time. Eventually, he came back to training, but he stank of alcohol and could barely stand straight. He was sent home, told to sober up and come back tomorrow. The next day, the whole process was repeated. After a week of this, he was told not to come back.
Ever since, he’s been working bars in London in order to pay his bills and by alcohol. He’s rarely sober, expect when he’s working as he’s learnt he has to be. He’s had a few relationships since Sarah, but at the first sing of it becoming anything deep and meaningful, he’s bolted.
The rest!!
The RP sample::
Tis Dove again ;]
