Post by The Overseer on Dec 12, 2006 18:46:19 GMT -5
Name: Jacob Bourner
Celebrity Used: Jake Gyllenhaal
Age: 24
Species: Human- Necromancer
Level: Up there
Height: 5'11
Weight: 170
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Weapon(s): S&WP90 9mm, .50 Caliber Desert Eagle, Silver-Plated Machete, three silver-plated daggers, glowstick (tazer), five silver stakes, box full of blessed crosses, six jars of phermone extract, chewing gum
Special Abilities: Necromancer, trained in spells, rituals, rites and animation
History:
There will be no crap about Ninjas in here. Mr. Myagi did not train me and I have no affiliation with the government at all. Father was however in the Marines until two years before I was born. He got a little too deep and found out all the wrong in the world, so he got an honorable discharge, met my mother, marriage and a home for a cover, I was just a natural part of the cover-up process. Yeah, go in to be all you can be, end up only learning how to cover things up. He died when I was about eight and I still miss him to this day. So I followed in his footsteps, but let's jump back here.
When I was nine I found that mourning and grieving was hard for someone who had no idea what those words meant, or how to go about them. One night, after hearing my mother crying for my dad to come back I went downstairs for some orange juice when I heard a rapping at my chamber door. Thinking back on that night I'm still a bit ashamed that I wet myself at seeing what I saw. Oh it was a father alright, but not mine. My neighbor's father passed away five years before, and for some strange reason I raised him and not my own. Maybe it was because his body went missing, only for me to raise it and find out that his wife offed him for some insurance money and burried his happy ass under the tulips. That jaded me, so I started following my instincts.
By those 'awkward years', I was tuning in my instincts like a hound dog. Vampires were easy to detect, so I stayed the hell away from them. Lycans and other strange things I started tailing, then fighting. Oh, when I say fighting I mean put it down fast and quick by any means, hit them with a truck, bash them with a metal pipe, find a way to drop a house on them and watch their toes curl up. Now for a disclaimer I have only killed those Preternaturals who think humans are just their playthings or food, I've befriended plenty of Preternaturals over the years cause well, I am one.
Now, many, many hunts later I'm still going strong, a private network that we actually use MySpace for. Yeah, not a porn site, but they have this crazy, stupid thing called Role Playing on there, I even found a page that someone was pretending to be Bud Bundy from Married... with Children, crazy shit. So we made up these elaborate profiles and have 'Networkers' to put up these fictional writings, in them we have a keycode that helps us translate it to get the location, price, target, all of that, real assassin/espia... ahh you get the message. For now I like how things work, one kill to the next, so I get all dolled up in my Sunday's best and try to have as much fun as I can... while making this world a better place one city at a time. Oh, and I'm a mean piano player, but that will be for later.
Celebrity Used: Jake Gyllenhaal
Age: 24
Species: Human- Necromancer
Level: Up there
Height: 5'11
Weight: 170
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Weapon(s): S&WP90 9mm, .50 Caliber Desert Eagle, Silver-Plated Machete, three silver-plated daggers, glowstick (tazer), five silver stakes, box full of blessed crosses, six jars of phermone extract, chewing gum
Special Abilities: Necromancer, trained in spells, rituals, rites and animation
History:
There will be no crap about Ninjas in here. Mr. Myagi did not train me and I have no affiliation with the government at all. Father was however in the Marines until two years before I was born. He got a little too deep and found out all the wrong in the world, so he got an honorable discharge, met my mother, marriage and a home for a cover, I was just a natural part of the cover-up process. Yeah, go in to be all you can be, end up only learning how to cover things up. He died when I was about eight and I still miss him to this day. So I followed in his footsteps, but let's jump back here.
When I was nine I found that mourning and grieving was hard for someone who had no idea what those words meant, or how to go about them. One night, after hearing my mother crying for my dad to come back I went downstairs for some orange juice when I heard a rapping at my chamber door. Thinking back on that night I'm still a bit ashamed that I wet myself at seeing what I saw. Oh it was a father alright, but not mine. My neighbor's father passed away five years before, and for some strange reason I raised him and not my own. Maybe it was because his body went missing, only for me to raise it and find out that his wife offed him for some insurance money and burried his happy ass under the tulips. That jaded me, so I started following my instincts.
By those 'awkward years', I was tuning in my instincts like a hound dog. Vampires were easy to detect, so I stayed the hell away from them. Lycans and other strange things I started tailing, then fighting. Oh, when I say fighting I mean put it down fast and quick by any means, hit them with a truck, bash them with a metal pipe, find a way to drop a house on them and watch their toes curl up. Now for a disclaimer I have only killed those Preternaturals who think humans are just their playthings or food, I've befriended plenty of Preternaturals over the years cause well, I am one.
Now, many, many hunts later I'm still going strong, a private network that we actually use MySpace for. Yeah, not a porn site, but they have this crazy, stupid thing called Role Playing on there, I even found a page that someone was pretending to be Bud Bundy from Married... with Children, crazy shit. So we made up these elaborate profiles and have 'Networkers' to put up these fictional writings, in them we have a keycode that helps us translate it to get the location, price, target, all of that, real assassin/espia... ahh you get the message. For now I like how things work, one kill to the next, so I get all dolled up in my Sunday's best and try to have as much fun as I can... while making this world a better place one city at a time. Oh, and I'm a mean piano player, but that will be for later.