Post by jason on Aug 14, 2012 10:22:46 GMT -5
[/li][li]~My Name is Ash
Jason Anthony Gunner
PB: Cam Gigandet
[/li][li]~I am 17
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[/li][li]~I have been role playing for (1) years and I am (Literate, intermediate.)
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~*Full Name: Jason Anthony Gunner
~*Alias: Jason
~*Age: 50 years old
~*Race: Werewolf
~*Gender: Male
*Appearance: Jason has blonde hair, blue eyes and is 6 feet and one inch tall. He has a very muscular body. He has two tattoos. One on his arm of a green dragon with a red backgrounda nd one on his hip that says "God Speed." His hair is kept short and slighty shaggy looking. He usually has a little bit of facial hair on his chin and above his lip. He has meduim thick eyebrows. He usually wears jeans and old t-shirts. He doesn't put much effort at all into his appearance.
~*Personality:Jason tries to be a good person for the most part but, when right and wrong are so similar and the line between them blurs so often, its hard to keep them straight. To him, morals are in the eye of the beholder. There is no right or wrong moral. He thinks that as long as you think it's okay then, its okay and its between you and whoever else they are dealing with. Sometimes he regrets the choices he makes but he thinks that justice will win in the end. But, what exactly is justice? Its another thing that he hasn't quite figured out yet. To him, if it means getting who or what he wants, he will go the distance.
As for his family, he loves them and would do anything and everything for them though, he may not act the most excited sometimes, he will do what is asked of him. Getting to be a part of this family of his though is not the easiest thing in the world. Jason is sarcastic and often times rude to people around him. He has a very strong personality. He is loud and sometimes obnoxious for someone who is fifty years old.
When it boils down to Jason's real self, he was born with fire in his blood. He is determined as well as focused with everything that he does. Like stated before he can be rather rude and sarcastic and sadistic. He is ruthless and cunning. He's fearless and bold which can get him into trouble with people around him. He is a no-nonsense kind of guy and doesn't deal with bullshit from anyone. He would much rather deal out discipline and punishment rather than listen to someone explain in detail what happened. He is very straight forward and blunt.
~*History: Jason was born in Washington state to a family that cared about him very much. Jason didn't have a lot as a child but, he had what he needed to get by. He lived in a middle class neighborhood and went to public schools. His parents loved him very much. He had what he needed and sometimes he baught himself extra things that he wanted from birthday money or from what he saved.
When Jason was old enough to go to high school, his whole life changed. He was no longer the kid in class that knew all the answers and did his homework every night. No. He was the kid that skipped class or even a whole day of school. He was the guy that smoked in the bathroom and went partying every weekend. He was the kid that smoked weed in the basement of his parents' house. He never did his homework and barely skated by all is classes. His parents tried to get ihm back on the right track through interventions and talking with him and punishing him but, nothing worked. Jason had made up his mind about what he wanted to do and how he wanted to live. No one really knows why he changed so dramatically, not even Jason knows for sure.
When Jason graduated, he got a job as an auto-mechanic. He had worked on cars while he was in high-school for extra money but, it was only part time. Now, he had a full time job and was making enough money to live off of.
Jason then turned thirty-one and his life really changed for good. He had been walking home from work because his appartment was close enough and it had been a nice night out. Then, he was attacked by a stange being. The thing had the strength of many men and he dragged him into an alley. Jason faught the beast but, it still bit him. Jason had faught him enough to not have been killed by the animal but, it had been close. Jason was filled with excrutiating pain for what felt like an eternity.
When the pain finally stopped, he was still in the alley. He got up and he walked home. He got on his computer and started doing research on what had just happened to him. He had been searching things for hours when he finally was assured that he knew what had happened. He had been attacked by a werewolf and now he was one as well. He knew he couldn't stay around the family that he loved so dearly. So, he went as far away as he possibly could get from them. He moved to Russia.
He lived there for several years. Six years to be exact. It was there in Russia that he had experienced his first shift and many other shifts after that. It was there in Russia that he had killed people and eaten them. It was there in Russia that he no longer saw a problem with it. And, it was there in Russia when he found her. She, was a little baby that Jason had found, abandoned in a stroller on the sidewalk. He had watched her for many hours in the distance. It was odd to him how mortals could just leave their children out on the street. Eventually, after many hours of observation. Jason approached the stroller. In America, the baby would have been taken and brought to an orphanage or something a long time ago but, not here in Russia. The people there just left the little baby girl.
He decided that he needed to get this little baby somewhere else. The sidewalk was not a good place for her to be. So, he pushed her to his appartment and stared at her some more. He was very conflicted inside about what to do with her. Should he eat her? Should he let her live? Should he care for her? This was a question he could not answer. There was something about the child that drew him to her. There was something about her that made him connect with her.
After several days of not knowing what to do with her, he decided that he needed to care for her. He didn't know why he thought this way but, something inside of him told him that it was the right thing to do. So now, he had this little human baby to care for. He had an idea of what he needed to do. He had to get her food, dipers, clothes and a bunch of other stuff. He also named her Nastasia.
Soon after making this decision, he made another decision. He needed to move back to america but, not back to washington. No, he would never move back there. So, he went through all the trouble of getting citizenship for the baby to live in America. It had taken a long time but, once it was finished, he moved to New York where he had heard that there were others of his kind. He had also heard about the vampires that lived there. It was going to be a gamble bringing his new baby girl to a place like this but, he felt like he needed to.
~*RP Sample:
Jason had driven to the Athenian house after work. He had taken half the day off because he had stuff to do for the pack and he wanted to rest. He thought about the duties that needed to be carried out that night.The rings..but i always do that..we gotta a lot of fights. He rolled his eyes. He loved working there and it was an honor given to him by Drake but, with the number of fights going on tonight, it would take all night. Sleep sounded nice but, he was really bad at taking naps. Once he was awake, he was awake and there was no going back.Gotta deal with whatever random nonsense people come up with. I'm sure there will be at least one person today who has a problem with something or someone. Jason didn't really understand why people went to him with things. He wasn't Drake and he wasn't a Beldon. He got to be im meetings and what not because he supervised the ring fights, adn that was it. He had no other real power.
As he pulled into the driveway, he thought about how nice it would be to not deal with probloems that were not his own for one day but, that hadn't happened in who knows how long. There was always something going on. Why people couldn't just talk to Drake, Dagan or Dante, he didn't know.
He got out of his white pick-up truck, cut the music and slammed the door, causing the truck to shake. He walked up to the door and let himself in. It was unlocked, which was odd. He hadn't been here since early this morning when he woke up and he locked the door after he left. He raised an eyebrow at the thought of possibly being something wrong but, gave it no other thought than that.
He took off his shoes and headed for the kitchen. There was one of the Athenian females, bent over the counter, reading a magazine. She was one that liked to hang on Drake. He smirked to himself. As he walked into the room, on his way to the fridge, he purposely walked behind her and then smacked her on the ass. She looked up from her magazine and then over to Jason who was now standing infront of the fridge with the door open. He didn't see it but, she smirked and rolled her eyes at his antics. He wasn't really that attracted to her though, she was pretty. He just liked messing with people.
He was counting the beers in his head to make sure no one stole them.One..two..three..four..five..six..seven. Yup, they were all there. These were really cheap beers that he called "day time beers" because he could drink a whole twelve pack and not be anywhere near drunki. He drank them to keep the edge off. He knew that people stared at him like he had some kind of a problem or something with alcohol but, he didn't think he had one. It was helping him and it wasn't seeming to have very many affects on other aspects of his life. It kept him calm so he didn't run around tearing people's heads off.
He selected a beer and walked into the living room. He ploped down on the coutch and put his feet up on the coffee table with his dirty, smelly, sweaty socks. He looked at them and wiggled his toes. He smiled at them. This was one of those "child like" days for Jason. Most others around him liked these days because although, he gets annoying in these days, he isn't a raging ball of anger waiting to explode. He's much more calm now but, that could change any minute.
He cracked open the beer and took a sip while he reached for the remote. He couldn't find it and rolled his eyes. He set the beer down on the coffee table and began digging through the cushions. Hey! you know where the remote went? He called to the girl in the kitchen. Uhh..no I haven't seen it. The girl rsponded in a monotone voice.Fabulous. He continued looking through the couch but, found nothing but a little change which he put in his pocket. He looked under the coffee table, behind the T.V and everywhere else he could think of. Damn that fucking remote. Looks like Jason's relaxing afternoon isn't going to be that relaxing
As he pulled into the driveway, he thought about how nice it would be to not deal with probloems that were not his own for one day but, that hadn't happened in who knows how long. There was always something going on. Why people couldn't just talk to Drake, Dagan or Dante, he didn't know.
He got out of his white pick-up truck, cut the music and slammed the door, causing the truck to shake. He walked up to the door and let himself in. It was unlocked, which was odd. He hadn't been here since early this morning when he woke up and he locked the door after he left. He raised an eyebrow at the thought of possibly being something wrong but, gave it no other thought than that.
He took off his shoes and headed for the kitchen. There was one of the Athenian females, bent over the counter, reading a magazine. She was one that liked to hang on Drake. He smirked to himself. As he walked into the room, on his way to the fridge, he purposely walked behind her and then smacked her on the ass. She looked up from her magazine and then over to Jason who was now standing infront of the fridge with the door open. He didn't see it but, she smirked and rolled her eyes at his antics. He wasn't really that attracted to her though, she was pretty. He just liked messing with people.
He was counting the beers in his head to make sure no one stole them.One..two..three..four..five..six..seven. Yup, they were all there. These were really cheap beers that he called "day time beers" because he could drink a whole twelve pack and not be anywhere near drunki. He drank them to keep the edge off. He knew that people stared at him like he had some kind of a problem or something with alcohol but, he didn't think he had one. It was helping him and it wasn't seeming to have very many affects on other aspects of his life. It kept him calm so he didn't run around tearing people's heads off.
He selected a beer and walked into the living room. He ploped down on the coutch and put his feet up on the coffee table with his dirty, smelly, sweaty socks. He looked at them and wiggled his toes. He smiled at them. This was one of those "child like" days for Jason. Most others around him liked these days because although, he gets annoying in these days, he isn't a raging ball of anger waiting to explode. He's much more calm now but, that could change any minute.
He cracked open the beer and took a sip while he reached for the remote. He couldn't find it and rolled his eyes. He set the beer down on the coffee table and began digging through the cushions. Hey! you know where the remote went? He called to the girl in the kitchen. Uhh..no I haven't seen it. The girl rsponded in a monotone voice.Fabulous. He continued looking through the couch but, found nothing but a little change which he put in his pocket. He looked under the coffee table, behind the T.V and everywhere else he could think of. Damn that fucking remote. Looks like Jason's relaxing afternoon isn't going to be that relaxing
Optional
*Likes: Alcohol, his "daughter", relaxing, sleeping, watching t.v, cars, motorcycles, smoking occassionally, bothering other people.
*Dislikes: Vampires, hunters, being sober, other people touching his child, idiots, when other people bother him, when others try to talk to him about his alcohol use.
*What you want to see happen to your character: Realize that he has a problem with alcohol and kick the addiction, raise the child perhaps turn her into a werewolf or keep her human (idk yet), make at least one good friend, find love, become a better person.
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