Post by THE SATURN on Jan 29, 2009 22:49:36 GMT -4
I. AUTHOR'S NOTE
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NO. OF CHARACTERS[/color] Just this one.
OTHER[/color] TYPES FUCKING SLOW.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE[/color][/font]
II. OUTLINE
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SEX[/color] Male.
SEXUALITY[/color] Heterosexual.
DATE OF BIRTH[/color] 4/27/79 - 31.
ZODIAC SIGN[/color] Pisces.
PLACE OF BIRTH[/color] Unknown.
PLOT[/color] Rogue Chaos.
PROFESSION[/color] Trainer, father.
RANK[/color] Trusted Yami no Kaze Elite.
ALIGNMENT[/color] Chaotic Neutral.
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WEIGHT[/color] 156 lbs.
BUILD[/color] Lean, lanky.
HAIR[/color] Dark brown, almost black, cut short, messy.
EYES[/color] green.
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS[/color] Scar on nose. A shadowing brow. Always looks tired. Keeps a beaded necklace with a cross pendant on his person at all times, which is odd considering he is not religious.
TATTOOS[/color] He's accumulated several over the years, the largest and most spanning being a depiction of the Mayan god Quetzalcoatl devouring a man wrapped around the left side of his torso and hip. A simple arm band encircles his left bicep. A tiny red heart just under the bend in his jaw on the left. On his right collar bone, "Die Welt" in old-style print. Snake skeleton coiling up his right leg, the head on his thigh, as well as a rat skeleton inside of the snake. incomplete
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So what makes him so dangerous? Jaden can bite just as hard as he can bark (if not harder), and when you’re a homicidal insomniac with a heartless 60 foot long dragon for a mount, that kinda makes you a big fucking deal. Life, unless it belongs to someone he cares about, doesn’t mean a damn thing to Jaden, so he has absolutely no qualms with ruining, destroying, or taking it at his discretion. He’s a ruthless killer that has earned an exceptional status even among the Elites.
But… he can’t be all bad, can he? Not entirely, but he’s still a horrible person. The few objects of his affection (see: his son and Pokémon) are spared the otherwise terrifyingly heartless persona that has near-consumed him over the years of chaos. In fact, his son Jacob is probably the one thing that’s kept him from going completely out of his mind. Jaden might be a pretty lousy parent, but the kid doesn’t care, and that keeps Jaden going whenever he’s down in a fit of depression.
Regardless, he’s a dangerous, homicidal, sociopathic jackass, and you should probably do yourself a favor and steer as clear of him as you possibly can. He’s no longer known for unprovoked raids, but that doesn’t mean he won’t do it out of sheer boredom anymore.
MANNERISMS[/color] Jaden chain smokes and curses too much for his own good. He prefers to be alone and away from crowds. Don't expect him to remember your name.
LIKES[/color] Cigarettes, sleeping, his kid, explosions, competition, flying, Noir.
DISLIKES[/color] Losing, cold weather, closed spaces, getting burned, you.
PET PEEVES[/color] Running out of cigarettes.
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SIBLINGS[/color] None.
SPOUSE/LOVER[/color] Delilah Jones.
CHILDREN[/color] Jacob Jones.
FRIENDS[/color] Noir, Jacob Jones.
ALLIANCES[/color] Blood Raven, the Pharaoh.
ENEMIES[/color] Delilah Jones.
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FAVORITE QUOTE[/color] “Love is as strong as death, as hard as Hell. Death separates the soul from the body, but love separates all things from the soul.”
POST COLORS[/color] #41d5ee “Were you born retarded?”
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III. HISTORY[/color][/font]
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NO. OF CHARACTERS[/color] Just this one.
OTHER[/color] TYPES FUCKING SLOW.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE[/color][/font]
“Goddamn, where the fuck is he? I swear to shit if that scrawny little cunt bailed on me I’m gonna hunt his ass down and beat him ‘til you need his dental records to figure out who the fuck he is. Don’t wanna fucking be here right now.”
The disgruntled Jaden took a long, deep drag from his cigarette and exhaled angrily, doing it again simply because it was the only thing keep him calm. He stepped anxiously in the alleyway, pacing back and forth from wall to wall while glancing up and down the way every five fucking seconds to see if the man he was waiting for would show up. He better have. Jaden rubbed at his eyes and sighed. From where she sat on a crate, a human-disguised Noir watched him worry himself dead over something she saw as trivial. The meeting in question was supposed to have happened twenty minutes ago, with a man Jaden wasn’t quite sure he could trust anymore, and it was for information concerning… something. She didn’t catch the full extent of why Jaden would risk coming out here, to the CPU of all places, or why he was creating a rut in the concrete where he paced. The Zoroark was brought from her wandering thoughts by Jaden’s exasperated sigh.
“All right, you know what? Fuck this. Fuck it. I’m done. Gav can keep his money; I can’t wait for-fucking-ever for him to show up. Slimy little shit-eating sack of-”
Lo and behold in the very middle of his sentence, the man named Gav stumbled into the alley way some twenty down and scurried over on wobbly legs. He came to a halt in front of Jaden and gasped for breath, bent over with his hands on his knees, apparently having run a marathon just to get here. Without waiting for him to say a single word, Jaden yanked him up by the collar and threw him against the wall. “Where the fuck have you been?” he hissed. “You know that every little fuckin’ second I stand around in this place puts me one goddamn step closer to getting caught, right? Right? Aw, wait, no! Of course you don’t! I’m not important to you- I’m just another client, yeah? Fuckass. I’ll tear your little parade down dealer by dealer if you keep this shit up.” He was in Gav’s face, motions jerky and on the verge of uncontrollable, but his voice and message were perfectly clear.
“Do. Not. Fuck with me.”
Gav and his foreign accent managed to slip in a few frightened comments in here and there but Jaden didn’t seem to want any of it. He threw the man to the ground and kicked him in the ribs. “Get the fuck out of here.”
[/ul]The disgruntled Jaden took a long, deep drag from his cigarette and exhaled angrily, doing it again simply because it was the only thing keep him calm. He stepped anxiously in the alleyway, pacing back and forth from wall to wall while glancing up and down the way every five fucking seconds to see if the man he was waiting for would show up. He better have. Jaden rubbed at his eyes and sighed. From where she sat on a crate, a human-disguised Noir watched him worry himself dead over something she saw as trivial. The meeting in question was supposed to have happened twenty minutes ago, with a man Jaden wasn’t quite sure he could trust anymore, and it was for information concerning… something. She didn’t catch the full extent of why Jaden would risk coming out here, to the CPU of all places, or why he was creating a rut in the concrete where he paced. The Zoroark was brought from her wandering thoughts by Jaden’s exasperated sigh.
“All right, you know what? Fuck this. Fuck it. I’m done. Gav can keep his money; I can’t wait for-fucking-ever for him to show up. Slimy little shit-eating sack of-”
Lo and behold in the very middle of his sentence, the man named Gav stumbled into the alley way some twenty down and scurried over on wobbly legs. He came to a halt in front of Jaden and gasped for breath, bent over with his hands on his knees, apparently having run a marathon just to get here. Without waiting for him to say a single word, Jaden yanked him up by the collar and threw him against the wall. “Where the fuck have you been?” he hissed. “You know that every little fuckin’ second I stand around in this place puts me one goddamn step closer to getting caught, right? Right? Aw, wait, no! Of course you don’t! I’m not important to you- I’m just another client, yeah? Fuckass. I’ll tear your little parade down dealer by dealer if you keep this shit up.” He was in Gav’s face, motions jerky and on the verge of uncontrollable, but his voice and message were perfectly clear.
“Do. Not. Fuck with me.”
Gav and his foreign accent managed to slip in a few frightened comments in here and there but Jaden didn’t seem to want any of it. He threw the man to the ground and kicked him in the ribs. “Get the fuck out of here.”
II. OUTLINE
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SEX[/color] Male.
SEXUALITY[/color] Heterosexual.
DATE OF BIRTH[/color] 4/27/79 - 31.
ZODIAC SIGN[/color] Pisces.
PLACE OF BIRTH[/color] Unknown.
PLOT[/color] Rogue Chaos.
PROFESSION[/color] Trainer, father.
RANK[/color] Trusted Yami no Kaze Elite.
ALIGNMENT[/color] Chaotic Neutral.
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WEIGHT[/color] 156 lbs.
BUILD[/color] Lean, lanky.
HAIR[/color] Dark brown, almost black, cut short, messy.
EYES[/color] green.
DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS[/color] Scar on nose. A shadowing brow. Always looks tired. Keeps a beaded necklace with a cross pendant on his person at all times, which is odd considering he is not religious.
TATTOOS[/color] He's accumulated several over the years, the largest and most spanning being a depiction of the Mayan god Quetzalcoatl devouring a man wrapped around the left side of his torso and hip. A simple arm band encircles his left bicep. A tiny red heart just under the bend in his jaw on the left. On his right collar bone, "Die Welt" in old-style print. Snake skeleton coiling up his right leg, the head on his thigh, as well as a rat skeleton inside of the snake. incomplete
[/ul]
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So what makes him so dangerous? Jaden can bite just as hard as he can bark (if not harder), and when you’re a homicidal insomniac with a heartless 60 foot long dragon for a mount, that kinda makes you a big fucking deal. Life, unless it belongs to someone he cares about, doesn’t mean a damn thing to Jaden, so he has absolutely no qualms with ruining, destroying, or taking it at his discretion. He’s a ruthless killer that has earned an exceptional status even among the Elites.
But… he can’t be all bad, can he? Not entirely, but he’s still a horrible person. The few objects of his affection (see: his son and Pokémon) are spared the otherwise terrifyingly heartless persona that has near-consumed him over the years of chaos. In fact, his son Jacob is probably the one thing that’s kept him from going completely out of his mind. Jaden might be a pretty lousy parent, but the kid doesn’t care, and that keeps Jaden going whenever he’s down in a fit of depression.
Regardless, he’s a dangerous, homicidal, sociopathic jackass, and you should probably do yourself a favor and steer as clear of him as you possibly can. He’s no longer known for unprovoked raids, but that doesn’t mean he won’t do it out of sheer boredom anymore.
MANNERISMS[/color] Jaden chain smokes and curses too much for his own good. He prefers to be alone and away from crowds. Don't expect him to remember your name.
LIKES[/color] Cigarettes, sleeping, his kid, explosions, competition, flying, Noir.
DISLIKES[/color] Losing, cold weather, closed spaces, getting burned, you.
PET PEEVES[/color] Running out of cigarettes.
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SIBLINGS[/color] None.
SPOUSE/LOVER[/color] Delilah Jones.
CHILDREN[/color] Jacob Jones.
FRIENDS[/color] Noir, Jacob Jones.
ALLIANCES[/color] Blood Raven, the Pharaoh.
ENEMIES[/color] Delilah Jones.
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FAVORITE QUOTE[/color] “Love is as strong as death, as hard as Hell. Death separates the soul from the body, but love separates all things from the soul.”
POST COLORS[/color] #41d5ee “Were you born retarded?”
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III. HISTORY[/color][/font]
