Post by jacob black on Dec 23, 2008 12:33:52 GMT -5
lil miss missy
This is Bee. She's been surfing the net for SIX years. So get used to it 'cause she's going to be doing it some more. She's planning on role-playing Mister Jacob Black, so here comes a smokin' hot app !
seeing is believing
Name:Jacob Black
Gender:Male
Age:Technically, 18
Species: Werewolf
Special Ability: Shifting
Coven or Pack: Pack
Celeb Claim: Taylor Lautner
rock n' roll
Appearance:
Jacob Black, although he may seem like a normal quileute boy growing on the La Push reservation, there is more than meets the eye. Physically, one could say Jacob is appealing. His skin glows a coppery-russet, accenting his bright white teeth in brilliant contrast with his glossy black hair that falls just above his eyebrows. At one time, his hair grazed just below his elbow, that is until he was we joined the pack of shapeshifter that reside in La Push as second in command. He was forced to shave his head as a sort of initiation, but it has grown back into a shorter black mop that sits atop his head. Still, it suits him. His eyes, set deep below thick brows, glow a deep chocolate that sparkle when he laughs.
Jacob has endured a peculiar growth spurt during his sixteenth year due to his "condition". As his transformation drew nearer, he shot up inches at a time. He now resides at a comfortable 6'7''. As far as muscle goes, Jacob has a plentiful supply. Not the point of ridiculous, but enough for those around him to notice the drastic change from boy to man in the span of two to three months. Despite his new figure, Jacob's face still remains boyish and smooth.
After phasing, Jacob appears as a giant wolf about the height of a horse, possibly larger. His coat glistens a russet brown, similar to that of his skin, and his eyes remain their shade of deep chocolate brown.
Personality:
DETERMINED;; Once Jacob Black sees something, or someone, he likes, don't count on him letting it go anytime soon. He's the kind of guy who, no matter what it takes, will get what he's after. Take Bella for instance such a long time ago. Jacob was completely head over heels for a girl who didn't return his feelings in the least. Yet, it took more that the only friends speech to get this kid off her back.
LOYAL;; As soon as the word friend escapes your mouth, you better be prepared. Jacob is more of a lifetime friend than that kid you met in science. Since joining the pack, Jake takes friendship much more seriously, seeing as the bond between he and his brothers is the perfect example of it. Yet, consider it an honor to be a part of Jacob Black's heart, it doesn't happen much.
INFECTIOUS;; There is no possible way to retain anger for Jacob Black for extended amounts of time. It is simply impossible. One look at his innocent smile, an obvious attempt at redemption, and you won't remember what it was you were upset about in the first place. Although realizing his clever act may cause further frustration. And the process continues.
STUBBORN;; Jacob does not cope well with loss. In fact, he's prone to thinking he's always correct, even when he knows, in reality, he's terribly wrong. Most of the time, Jake enjoys being difficult, in order to get a reaction. And of course, once you give him what he wants, he will gloat about it until you storm off recklessly. Yet, he's there to catch you when you trip over a log you would have sworn was not in your path of destruction a second before.
Likes:
- A Challenge- Jacob is sort of a show off. Challenges allow him to "preform" in a way.
- Being Difficult- Jake has always been one of those people to enjoy one's irritation. Occasionally he'll prod at you a bit then sit back and watch the show.
- Renesmee- For obvious reasons. Jacob imprinted on the tiny tot just minutes after her birth.
- A feeling of Family- Although the Cullens are not his first choice, they suffice as a family for Jacob, something just he and his father never accomplished.
- Losing- Jacob cannot stand to lose. He is too terribly big headed.
Dislikes:
- Vampires- With the exception of the Cullens, albeit he isn't too fond of them either.
- Separation from Nessie- Jacob can't stand being away from Renesmee for even a minute.
- An easy target- What fun is hunting if its easy?
- Fear- Jacob, although he fears quite a bit for Nessie's sake, would never admit his fear.
- Losing Nessie- Lets just say Jacob would not be around for much longer if anything ever happened to Renesmee Cullen.
Strengths:
- Alpha- Jacob takes pride in being able to order everyone around.
- Fighter- Jacob is much faster, besides Leah, than the others in his pack and quite the warrior.
- Loyalty- Jacob may be the most loyal being on Earth, no matter what the costs.
Weaknesses:
- Vampire Venom- Death would be the outcome
- His love for Nessie- He would die for her and no one is oblivious to this.
- Stubborn- Sometimes its hard to get things through Jake's thick skull.
History:
Jacob Black was born to Sarah and Billy Black on September 18th 1990. Squeals filled the tiny hospital room as his father, mother and two little sisters squirmed to all fit into the bed surrounding his little body swathed in a worn blue blanket. And that was the beginning. the Black's stared down at little Jacob with a love you only see in the movies. It was perfect. No one ever guessed it would end out like this.
Jacob Black was four years old when his mother died. Sarah Black, the single person Jacob depended on, lost her fight with cancer. After that, Jacob was never the same. Although Jacob was so young, he understood enough to know what had happened. Billy was there through it all, yet he wasn't a mother. He truly had no clue what to do or how to comfort his son. For months Jacob refused to leave the house, his heart shattered, bewildered at why his mother had to leave and so soon. His sisters recovered much sooner than Jake, leaving him alone in his own recovery. That is, until he started school. By that time, he'd reached his late fours, early fives and in the midst of moving on. It was the first day of Kindergarden that he met Quil and Embry. It seemed like the perfect story, friends forever. And this was true for some time. Jacob spent every minute he had with the two of them, eventually gaining his personality, quirks and all. After a while, the memories of his mother began to fade, leaving him only with blurred glimpses.
In general, Jacob led the normal life of any kid in the reservation. Mud pies after school, riding bikes through the town, driving his father crazy, it was all normal. Occasionally Isabella Swan would come to stay at her father's house. Charlie Swan and Billy had always been the best of friends, therefore he and his daughter, whenever she was around, were expected in La Push. Albeit Bella was forced to play with Rachel and Rebecca, she took more interest in Jacob's antics. She wasn't into the Barbie stuff and Jake couldn't blame her.
Jacob attended high school at La Push High, still best friends with Quil and Embry. It wasn't until his sixteenth year that he began to notice his changes. It was near thanksgiving, either before or after, that Bella Swan showed up at his door looking like she'd been in some sort of freak accident that involved lack of sleep and hairbrush. And from that moment, Jacob knew he could be more than just sandbox pals with her now, abnormalities aside. Bella began to show up almost every weekend and always asked when he was free next, sometimes before their time was up. Jacob began to see her in a different light, for what she really was. He found himself developing a crush on his childhood pal.
Yet, things were about to get a little more exciting. Jacob attended a movie with Bella and a friend of hers. A guy named Mike, who ended up clutching a public toilet. After dropping Bella off, Jacob began to wonder if he caught whatever Mike had, feeling a bit strange himself. And just moments after he stepped out the car, thats when it happened. A sudden pop, then voices. Jacob tried to make some sort of sound, his eyes wide with panic. What kind of sickness did Mike have? Mad Cow disease was becoming serious...wasn't it? Yet, the voices contradicted his thoughts, quickly explaining everything. Werewolf. The grandson of Ephriam Black. It took a few days for Jacob to actually grasp the concept and become completely devastated about it. Had he no choice in the matter? And the worst part, he couldn't see or tell Bella what was going on.
As he knew she would, Bella showed up at his house, demanding an explanation on why he refused to return her calls. Jake had no other choice but to argue and walk away, the entire time his heart was ripping apart. He knew he couldn't live that way. So, he climbed through Bella's window that night, desperately feeding her clues. If she guessed it, he wouldn't be to blame. Of course, she'd figured it out by the following day, much to Jacob's relief and the pack's disappointment.
Over the next year, Jacob still retained his love for Bella, expressing it in any way he could think of, but nothing worked. Despite it all, he fought beside the Cullens in order to defeat Bella's enemy Victoria and keep her safe. Then, everything changed when he received the wedding invitation. All he could do was run.
Jacob returned to a dying Bella, a creature growing inside of her. It almost killed him to see her that way, bruised and so attached to the monster than sucked the life from her in each passing moment. Still, Jacob helped Edward with the delivery, well at least the first part of it. After becoming slightly queasy, he joined Rosalie downstairs, the little monster in her arms.
Jacob glared with full blown hatred at the sight, that is, until he saw her eyes. The same milk chocolate of her mother's. And what he'd been searching for happened. He imprinted on the life he'd hated minutes before, Renesmee Cullen.
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Role-play Example:
Dakota shuffled through the small town just a few miles from the academy. He hadn't been out of those walls for some time, finding today as perfect as any other. Not that he knew where he was going exactly, but at least he was out. Charlotte Academy had the tendency to be quite depressing with all the drama, especially with Charlotte's new attempts at ruining everyone. Yet, he had no choice. Where else would he go? With no diploma, no family, not to mention the obvious lack of cash, he wouldn't last a day outside the academy.
Dakota let out a stiff sigh before absentmindedly walking into the bar. The thick smell of smoke clouded his senses as he approached the bar and settled into a stool. His mind raced with the memory, still fresh in his brain despite that fact his parents died nearly a year before. It was the one thing he would never forget. It was almost as if it was permanently branded into his mind. And he would never let himself forget it, that it was his fault. Maybe if he'd been home. If he hadn't gone out with his friends. Maybe...he could have saved them. Though, their death was never explained. Dakota winced at the clarity of the picture, his parents sprawled across the living room. His father slumped against the coffee table, his mother tossed over the couch. And the blood...it was everywhere. Kota spent a week, waiting for the killer to return for him, undecided on whether he'd kill the murderer in revenge, or simply allow him to end Kota's life, just so he could be with them.
When the murderer never came, Kota tried everything in order to kill himself. Pills, drugs, alcohol. No matter how much he ingested, he still woke up in the morning. As far as Kota knew, he was already in hell. The police caught him with a razor to his wrists a few weeks after the death of his parents. They were sent to investigate the reason for the Riley family's absence in society. Kota, despite his well thrown fit, was sent to a local hospital. He spent a week there before the doctors revealed that he had no living relatives. It was that night that he ran. He still doesn't know how he escaped the hospital, but he did and ended up at Charlotte as a junior.
"Sir?...Sir? Excuse me, but would you like anything?" The voice retrieved Kota from his mind, the source a blonde waitress, a smile playing at her lips. "Oh...eh, no thanks." Kota returned the smile without much thought, his eyes averting to his hands, the knuckles white from grasping the edge of the counter. "Are you sure? I can get you something, on the house." The girl persisted, leaning over the counter. "Its fine...I'm fine. Thank you." The girl pinched her face as he spoke and left without another word.
"Guess who!" The voice was sounded just behind Kota as a pair of hands slid over his eyes. Dakota scrunched his nose and let out a chuckle. "Uhhh...". A smile played at his lips as he pretended to be oblivious. Although Jersey disguised her voice so that it sounded not at all like her, Kota knew her too well. He stretched his tongue to lick her pinky finger. "I give up." Kota couldn't help but laugh. He was such a terrible lier.
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