Post by Jacob Spencer on Jul 1, 2009 10:05:49 GMT -5
Jacob Spencer, REALLY!?
Hello! My names, well, I'm not gonna tell you. But you can call me Kate, among many other various names and nicknames that you'll formulate for me. I've been around this block seventeen times, tripping and skipping and causing a ruckus. Saw this town little times and finally decided to drop by. It's kinda nice. I might just stick around a while.
What's your name again!?
full name!?
Jacob Jesse Spencer.
nickname!?
Jay, Jake
age!?
20
gender!?
Male right? "Yeah think so!¨
sexual orientation!?
As straight as a... I was going to say bendy ruler but that would contradict the fact that he likes boobies. NOT moobies. Boobies.
grade!?
University sophomore
They say that you look like who!?
hair color!?
Medium average brown
eye color!?
Green. Typical recessive deformed gene. They tend to change depending on the seasons. In summer they're a lush green that makes it look like he's gone and spent a great deal of money on Halloween lenses, well not quite but you get the idea, they're very green. Not psychotic green. In winter they aren't as brash. They'll dim to an almost moss colour.
physique!?
Tall and Toned J attracts many girls attention on campus but barely notices, lately he¡¦s only had eyes for one girl Langston Louis. Standing at 6foot3 he towers above many.
fashion sense!?
Preppy-ish. If it's a sneaker and jeans day it¡¦s a sneaker and jeans day. If it's a walk about naked day- then so be it. Most days in his life are naked days.
play by!?
Shane West.
Why does that scare you!?
likes!?
-Pulling pranks, or doing something plainly annoying that will cause others amusement and usually result in him with a one way ticket to the Dean's office.
-Fitness, surprisingly J avoids all kind of work possible using the excuse of exercise. It not only helps him clear his mind but also keeps him in tip top condition- giving him the stamina incase of a prank backfiring and a speedy get away is in need. He runs twice a day before classes and at night, usually late at night when everyone is either out or in bed.
-Olives, he is constantly snacking on them. Green, Black, purple whatever you could hand him a pot of blue olives and he'd still wolf them all down. He's addicted to them, always with a small pot on him ready to eat at any opportunity.
-Langston Louis.
-Rap. Every kind of rap as long as it makes vague sense and isn't some middle age white guy thinking he's Jamaican threatening to steal his "hoes¨ and "rape¨ his mother. Eminem is a God in his eyes.
dislikes!?
-Nuts. He's allergic to nuts, once his mum mixed up his brothers lunch and he'd digested a large amount of peanut butter sandwiches. Thus resulting in him spending the next week in casualty. He learnt a life lesson that day, peanuts kill and never to allow his Mother to make him lunch again.
-People who can't take a joke, and sit there with a face like a smacked arse. It makes him want to go up and terrorize them even more so.
-Rock. He swears he's allergic to it. Every time he hears Langston playing it he threatens blood on her hands even going to the extent of fake anaphylactic shock to get her to turn it off.
-CSI Miami. He can cope with CSI new York- but seriously Miami bugs him. What does horatio Caine actually do except stand there, red hair blowing in the breeze, removing sunglasses, a chargin expression and a heroic quote that makes middle age women swoon.
-Children, they always cry at his pranks and always have done even when he was younger.
-High school kids, they walk around like they own the place, even though he had done exactly the same thing, probably even worse.
strengths!?
-Speaking his mind, and standing up for those who need it.
-Though he is incredibly lazy with his educational work he is infact incredibly clever and still manages to achieve top grades with no effort involved.
-Smooth talking women, It tended to work excellently when he wanted an extended deadline with his teachers, they practically melted into pools at his feet.
-Quick thinking: being a prankster he thinks incredible fast on his feet and always has atleast three other plans to bail out of trouble if they backfire. He could be stood on a straw in the middle of a pot of acid with no way to escape and somehow he would manage.
weaknesses!?
-When he was younger he got bullied because he was fat, that's why he's so intense on fitness now. He learnt to deal with his problems by laughing and making jokes about himself and that trait has carried on, even though he has matured and lost all his weight.
-He's a sucker for a damsel in distress.
-Will practically do anything for a pot of olives.
fears!?
-Being fat again.
-People not liking him.
-Eating Nuts.
-Dying
-Planes.
-England, has any ever noticed how well spoken they are? he can't imagine the queen ever taking nicely to one of his pranks. Treason i think they call it.
secrets!?
-If secrets were told they would no longer be secrets.
Kapeesh?
You did what!?
family!?
- Melanie Spencer: Mother.
- Christopher Spencer: Father- Deceased
- The-devils-spawn¡¨ Sophie- Stepsister
- The-Devil-himself¡¨ Lucifer "call me Luke¨- Step'dad'
history!?
J's family was perfect, almost too perfect until he got to the age of 11 when his father died, he went for a run in the park and BAM this was the point when J's life was crushed like an ant- a gang of youths had stabbed his father when he had accidentally bumped into them around a corner. He had bled to death on the pavement alone, until a dog walker stumbled across him. Suddenly J's perfect life was shattered; he comfort ate, trying to numb the pain- gaining more and more weight. Food was the only thing he could control in life. He began high school where he immediately got bullied for his size, in his school kids were having plastic surgery from the age of thirteen. He was punched, kicked, jeered at- yet he learnt to cope with it by laughing at himself, somehow it seemed less upsetting if infact he was joining in. One girl in particular made his life hell, Sophie Anderston, your typical perfect blonde cheerleader, she degraded him in public. His mother soon announced around the age he was 16 that she her and her new boyfriend were moving to another state. J had be ecstatic and thrown himself into starting a new life, that whole summer he spent exercising, losing weight until he resembled one of the footballers, toned and tall. He ticked off days on his calendar till his new life could begin, new school, new girls, new J. Then his dream was shattered, he met his mum's boyfriend Lucifer "Call me Luke, because its less obvious I'm the devil if I have a cute cuddly nickname before I eat your mother and transfer her to the fiery pits of hell. But nothing could have prepared him for the next shock. The Satan's spawn, J had walked into the living room seeing a familiar blond head in the arm chair, his smile disappeared he froze. The blonde head had slowly turned around, her face sneering as she took him in, she hadn't changed at all over the summer break. So that's how it happened, thats J's life. As soon as he had the opportunity he fled from the fiery pits of hell, sometimes life gets hard and he misses his dad but he covers it by joking and laughing, the worlds an easier place if no-one knows...right?
So how good are you!?
sample!?
From a twilight RP site. Playing just turned vegetarian vampire CJ.
CJ's eyes were zeroed in still on the cheerleader- it was having the same effect as exposing a truck full of cakes to a full weight watchers meeting. The venom still oozed in his mouth; there was so much of it that infact he was having to swallow it to stop it from cascading out of his mouth, if he didn¡¦t swallow it was highly likely that Mrs Cape would slip on this, what she would be doing in a Math classroom isn't clear- but she would certainly find a way to blame Newton¡K That is if she survived the fall. His mind was spinning, the thought of the blood dripping down his throat still warm, the quenching of the uncomfortable thirst that never dispersed unless doused with human blood. The delicious aroma her pulsing neck gave off. CJ's lips twitched, he leaned forward involuntarily, ready to stab his fangs into her neck when suddenly she was gone. CJ blinked for a moment in confusion, still leaning partially forward in the position that he had been about to eat Stacey Davenport. In those brief seconds everything clicked into place, he could hear Indie's concern in her voice as she tried to explain for his strangeness. His eyes slammed shut as the scent of the delicious blood met his nostrils- his hands gripped into the desk, his posture rigid, he didn't dare to breathe. He knew that if he did then he wasn't sure if he could fully control himself. His predatorial instincts were still mainly in control of him, and in a class of thirty human students, that wasn't the best catalyst to the mixture. If this catalyst reacted it would sure cause a damn life changing reaction.
His eyes still closed he turned his head at the sound of Indie's voice enquiring if he was ok, the "uhum" from the teacher made a fresh batch of venom produce in his mouth. This was not to do with the aroma of this old math teacher, but the fact he was being arsey towards Indie. That happening made CJ's mind up, a little comment like that was making him have to fight against his urges to slaughter an entire school. His eyes flashed open, wide with alarm, pain, concern and still a hint of hunger and coldness. The hand gripping his knee confirmed everything he needed to know. He couldn't risk putting her in danger. Himself he didn't care, but Indie.
"I've got to go," he muttered, his voice filled with so many different emotions only a vampire would be able to pick them up- disgust for himself, worry for her, anger at himself, concern of what could happen. He gently moved her hand off his lap, stood up and walked from the room still holding his breath- the ache in his throat still there, wanting to be quenched by any humanoid that came along.
His eyes still closed he turned his head at the sound of Indie's voice enquiring if he was ok, the "uhum" from the teacher made a fresh batch of venom produce in his mouth. This was not to do with the aroma of this old math teacher, but the fact he was being arsey towards Indie. That happening made CJ's mind up, a little comment like that was making him have to fight against his urges to slaughter an entire school. His eyes flashed open, wide with alarm, pain, concern and still a hint of hunger and coldness. The hand gripping his knee confirmed everything he needed to know. He couldn't risk putting her in danger. Himself he didn't care, but Indie.
"I've got to go," he muttered, his voice filled with so many different emotions only a vampire would be able to pick them up- disgust for himself, worry for her, anger at himself, concern of what could happen. He gently moved her hand off his lap, stood up and walked from the room still holding his breath- the ache in his throat still there, wanting to be quenched by any humanoid that came along.
I wasn't sure if using an example from another site would be ok. Let me know :)Kate x
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