Post by Jack Smith on Dec 4, 2008 20:51:03 GMT -5
Creator Information:
Creators Name: Alex
Creators Age: 20
Character Information:
~Personal~
Name: Jack Smith
Age: Looks about 23, actually 145
Birthday: October 30, 1864
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: English
Where are you from: London
Current living location: LA, CA
Blood Type: G (Different type, not quite human)
Relationship Status: Single
Faction: Evil
Personality: Sociopath. Doesn't care about others whatsoever. Likes to hunt, people, animals, anything or anyone really. Likes a good challenge. Is socially adept, from years of watching, knows how to manipulate people. Only cares about himself, what benefits him, will do anything to get ahead. Kills without hesitation, likes to play with his prey. Doesn't trust others. Sticks to himself, has no friends, just acquaintances. Appears perfectly normal on the outside. Likes where he is at, able to hunt, and maintain an innocent appearance. Ruling the world would be too much of a hassle, and then he can't hunt. Likes the fact that he breaks the rules, defies the norm. Has several different accents he knows how to talk in. Is good at reading people. In his spare time, between not stalking prey, and keeping up appearances, he enjoys plotting, thinking of ways to play with the next victim. Finds it difficult to stay in a relationship, doesn't like people enough to stand them for that long, and in a relationship with him, it's harder for him to keep up his appearances. Does enjoy sex, but one night stands only, for the same reasons he can't stand relationships. Does not use drugs. Any emotions he has are kept in check at all times, until it comes time to kill. during playing with his victim, he will show some real emotions. Anger, sadness, happiness, (I might be forgetting a couple), are things he can feel, though only when in relation to himself. He wont feel sorry for someone, happy for them, angry that someone hurt them. Sadness isn't a common emotion for him, maybe upset that there's some reason he can't go hunt. Angry that a victim said something insulting him. Happy during killing them, etc...
~Physical~
(No photo, but like Christian Bale from The Machinist.)
Build: Tall and very skinny, no fat.
Height: 7' 0"
Weight:162lbs
Physical Description:
Normal appearance: Light brown, with spots of red that shift around, eye color. Eyes are sunken in. Normal nose. Short black hair, about 2 inches, just flat on his head. Little to no sideburns. Mustache, goatee, other than that very clean shaven. Bones are easily seen, but not quite portruding. Muscles are clearly defined, due to lack of anything else. No scars at all. Teeth are straight and white. Seems lanky. Fairly big hands, even for his size, normal sized feet (at least for his size..).
His Transformation: Mostly the same, only a couple changes. His eyes: the light brown becomes white. His teeth get sharper and has fangs. A rougly 12inch, razor sharp, blade forms from the top of either wrist, sticking forward (he balls his hands into fists). His legs bend backwards. His mouth becomes slightly larger.
~Clothing~
(Length=300 words, over all three sections)
Everyday wear: Likes to dress nicely. Khakis, and a collared shirt generally, with sneakers matching his belt. Occaisonally on a lazy day, just jeans, a t-shirt, and sandals. Doesn't have a jacket.
Dress wear: Mostly same as above, since he likes to dress like this most of the time.
Formal wear: Depends on the occasion a bit. Mostly black. Black jacket, dress pants, dress shoes, belt, dress shirt. For a funeral, a black tie, a wedding, a white tie, anything else would depend on his mood.
~Likes/Dislikes~
Strengths: Control, Social situations, Strategy.
Weaknesses: Very personal social situations, Being found out, Emotions
Likes: Killing, Hunting, Control, Night
Dislikes: Losing his prey, Losing control of a situation, People (love/hate type thing), Day
Fears: Death, Imprisonment
~Powers~
(If user)
Powers: (Length=200 words) Dont know what you would call it, but here it goes. By killing, he kind of absorbs the victims essence/energy, allowing him to live longer, be slightly stronger/faster/tougher/smarter in both forms. Each person/creature is different, so how much better he gets at anything varies. Humans for instance would be better for intelligence, and a lion would be better for strength. Toughness is how much abuse he can take before he really starts seeing some serious damage. Nothing too extreme. It allows him to heal from wounds, at the cost of that essence/energy (decreasing everything else of course.). He can eat basically anything alive.
He can also resurrect creatures that he has killed under his command, at the cost of the essence again, his favorite for doing this is animals, specifically Thylacine. They appear to come out of nowhere, and are in most ways just like they were before he killed them (except under his command). This is generally a last resort thing, since it requires more of the essence/energy than he got from the creature. Mostly used for getting something to go the right direction, hunting like a pack. They disappear after either death, or daylight.
His transformation was described above, this allows him to run faster, see in the dark better, attack better, and slightly improve his other senses, this is used for catching and killing his prey on the run. His blades cannot be broken (thats not to say that they can penetrate everything)
State of Control: He has pretty much perfect control over his powers, he's been around for a while to practice. He's somewhere around "worlds strongest/fastest" level in his transformation, and a bit under that in normal form.
Rules Of Your Power: His transformation comes at no cost. The energy drains, but relatively slowly. He need only kill 5 people per month roundabout to break even, and stay where he is at. Killing more than that will not make him younger, just stronger, he started off at that age basically. He can use his powers at any time, but they are mostly suited for at night, except for the ressurecting. That's only at night, and only 3, sometimes 4. He doesn't get the energy back after raising them.
~General~
Family Members/Status:
Father: Gregory Smith - Deceased
Mother: Jane Smith - Deceased
History: ((((Since it would nearly take a book to describe his entire life in very good detail, im going to give the general idea, with any important details.)))) His mother and father died when he was around 21. Before that they were a mostly normal family, his father was a bartender, and his mother a seamstress. He lived mostly in poverty. The only thing odd was that he had no empathy towards others (was born like this). He cared for his parents, but only because they taught him of the world. He often killed rats, or other small animals, and would dissect them. This disturbed his parents greatly, but they could do nothing to stop him, all he did was try to hide it better. They didn't have to money to send him to school, and so his father had to teach him what he knew. Growing up, needless to say, he had no friends, but this didn't bother him in the least bit. He took after his father and became a bartender, starting off by just helping out around the bar, and eventually just working at a different one, this helped him learn how to deal with social situations. His life involved hookers, his flat, and work before his parents died. They were killed, by whom was unknown, or why. After his parents died. He attended the funeral, and essentially continued with his life. He didn't drink, because he didn't like to lose any control over himself. But he found the desire to kill people was becoming impossible to resist. But he managed to resist it though, for about 2 years. After which, he became Jack the Ripper. His first kill spurred his transformation, and the euphoria caused him to kill another two, after which dawn came, and he calmed down, turning back to normal. But not before he had discovered another ability, during his last kill, someone had startled him, he accidently summoned the first lady he had killed, in order to help defend himself. A sort a natural reaction. This also startled him, seeing as his first victim was now looking at him, from out of nowhere. He ran off, and she seemed to follow him. But she was silent, her face was void of any emotion. Since she had followed him, he stabbed her, once he had gotten over his worry of her. There was no body left, no blood, and she just disappeared. He both feared, loved, and was confused by what he had done, what he had become, and was nervous about doing it more, waiting for a little while, until he struck again, he continued like this for some time, and toyed with the police a little (and his victims), knowing they would never catch him. He began playing with his victims, before and after he killed them. Rape, torture, you know, bad stuff. I don't think graphic details are really necessary. He began worrying about being caught too much, since people here actually knew him, and knew who he was. So he moved. Sometimes he was in forests, and killed animals, but his favorite prey was human. He found it amusing to watch thier pain, thier cries for help. They were so much more interesting than normal animals. So he tended to stay near cities at least, in the forests around them , unaware of any advances that had taken place, or anything. He did this for about 20 years. Learning to control that reaction that had brought forth the woman. He found that he could bring other things back too, things he had killed. He also noticed how much stronger, and faster he got. And that cuts and injuries would heal quickly, and that he was harder to hurt, but his urge to kill grew from this, and from bringing things back. It also started to become more and more difficult to find a real place that he could call home, that was outside of civilization. (He was mostly in Europe, but once tried Africa, he didn't like the heat much though.) After 20ish years (though this was unknown to him, it seemed more like 5), he came to decide to move back into an actual city. He saved up for a year, by taking the money from the people he had killed, and started renting a place. He was in Paris now, the city of love. And indeed he loved it, he could jump rooftop to rooftop, and stalk his prey at night. Find them in an alley and take thier lives. But he wanted more time with them. He started knocking them out, and dragging them to abandon places. He would tie them up, do bad things, have conversations with them sometimes. And eventually kill them, often mutilating them. He began eating parts of them, just raw. He found that quite filling, and that he didn't even get sick. He stayed in cities not normally longer than 13 or so years, learning the language, accents, social ques, learning to keep up appearances, so he would never be caught. He rarely lost his prey, but when he did, he was not someone that should be crossed, and it often meant that he would leave that city. He tried having a girlfriend a couple times, but it never worked out. They always wound up seeing how emotionally dead he was, and how much he didn't care about anyone else. Because he wound up not being able to stand spending so much time with them, and would often get angry at them. Eventually he worked his way to Los Angeles, which is where he is at now, just starting out there really.
Additional Information: Has never run across another "user," I'm not sure if they are publically known about, so he might not know they exist other than him. If he were to find them, he would enjoy the challenge of trying to kill them. It is unlikely he would join any of them, unless it meant some kind of benefit for him.
Creators Name: Alex
Creators Age: 20
Character Information:
~Personal~
Name: Jack Smith
Age: Looks about 23, actually 145
Birthday: October 30, 1864
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Ethnicity: English
Where are you from: London
Current living location: LA, CA
Blood Type: G (Different type, not quite human)
Relationship Status: Single
Faction: Evil
Personality: Sociopath. Doesn't care about others whatsoever. Likes to hunt, people, animals, anything or anyone really. Likes a good challenge. Is socially adept, from years of watching, knows how to manipulate people. Only cares about himself, what benefits him, will do anything to get ahead. Kills without hesitation, likes to play with his prey. Doesn't trust others. Sticks to himself, has no friends, just acquaintances. Appears perfectly normal on the outside. Likes where he is at, able to hunt, and maintain an innocent appearance. Ruling the world would be too much of a hassle, and then he can't hunt. Likes the fact that he breaks the rules, defies the norm. Has several different accents he knows how to talk in. Is good at reading people. In his spare time, between not stalking prey, and keeping up appearances, he enjoys plotting, thinking of ways to play with the next victim. Finds it difficult to stay in a relationship, doesn't like people enough to stand them for that long, and in a relationship with him, it's harder for him to keep up his appearances. Does enjoy sex, but one night stands only, for the same reasons he can't stand relationships. Does not use drugs. Any emotions he has are kept in check at all times, until it comes time to kill. during playing with his victim, he will show some real emotions. Anger, sadness, happiness, (I might be forgetting a couple), are things he can feel, though only when in relation to himself. He wont feel sorry for someone, happy for them, angry that someone hurt them. Sadness isn't a common emotion for him, maybe upset that there's some reason he can't go hunt. Angry that a victim said something insulting him. Happy during killing them, etc...
~Physical~
(No photo, but like Christian Bale from The Machinist.)
Build: Tall and very skinny, no fat.
Height: 7' 0"
Weight:162lbs
Physical Description:
Normal appearance: Light brown, with spots of red that shift around, eye color. Eyes are sunken in. Normal nose. Short black hair, about 2 inches, just flat on his head. Little to no sideburns. Mustache, goatee, other than that very clean shaven. Bones are easily seen, but not quite portruding. Muscles are clearly defined, due to lack of anything else. No scars at all. Teeth are straight and white. Seems lanky. Fairly big hands, even for his size, normal sized feet (at least for his size..).
His Transformation: Mostly the same, only a couple changes. His eyes: the light brown becomes white. His teeth get sharper and has fangs. A rougly 12inch, razor sharp, blade forms from the top of either wrist, sticking forward (he balls his hands into fists). His legs bend backwards. His mouth becomes slightly larger.
~Clothing~
(Length=300 words, over all three sections)
Everyday wear: Likes to dress nicely. Khakis, and a collared shirt generally, with sneakers matching his belt. Occaisonally on a lazy day, just jeans, a t-shirt, and sandals. Doesn't have a jacket.
Dress wear: Mostly same as above, since he likes to dress like this most of the time.
Formal wear: Depends on the occasion a bit. Mostly black. Black jacket, dress pants, dress shoes, belt, dress shirt. For a funeral, a black tie, a wedding, a white tie, anything else would depend on his mood.
~Likes/Dislikes~
Strengths: Control, Social situations, Strategy.
Weaknesses: Very personal social situations, Being found out, Emotions
Likes: Killing, Hunting, Control, Night
Dislikes: Losing his prey, Losing control of a situation, People (love/hate type thing), Day
Fears: Death, Imprisonment
~Powers~
(If user)
Powers: (Length=200 words) Dont know what you would call it, but here it goes. By killing, he kind of absorbs the victims essence/energy, allowing him to live longer, be slightly stronger/faster/tougher/smarter in both forms. Each person/creature is different, so how much better he gets at anything varies. Humans for instance would be better for intelligence, and a lion would be better for strength. Toughness is how much abuse he can take before he really starts seeing some serious damage. Nothing too extreme. It allows him to heal from wounds, at the cost of that essence/energy (decreasing everything else of course.). He can eat basically anything alive.
He can also resurrect creatures that he has killed under his command, at the cost of the essence again, his favorite for doing this is animals, specifically Thylacine. They appear to come out of nowhere, and are in most ways just like they were before he killed them (except under his command). This is generally a last resort thing, since it requires more of the essence/energy than he got from the creature. Mostly used for getting something to go the right direction, hunting like a pack. They disappear after either death, or daylight.
His transformation was described above, this allows him to run faster, see in the dark better, attack better, and slightly improve his other senses, this is used for catching and killing his prey on the run. His blades cannot be broken (thats not to say that they can penetrate everything)
State of Control: He has pretty much perfect control over his powers, he's been around for a while to practice. He's somewhere around "worlds strongest/fastest" level in his transformation, and a bit under that in normal form.
Rules Of Your Power: His transformation comes at no cost. The energy drains, but relatively slowly. He need only kill 5 people per month roundabout to break even, and stay where he is at. Killing more than that will not make him younger, just stronger, he started off at that age basically. He can use his powers at any time, but they are mostly suited for at night, except for the ressurecting. That's only at night, and only 3, sometimes 4. He doesn't get the energy back after raising them.
~General~
Family Members/Status:
Father: Gregory Smith - Deceased
Mother: Jane Smith - Deceased
History: ((((Since it would nearly take a book to describe his entire life in very good detail, im going to give the general idea, with any important details.)))) His mother and father died when he was around 21. Before that they were a mostly normal family, his father was a bartender, and his mother a seamstress. He lived mostly in poverty. The only thing odd was that he had no empathy towards others (was born like this). He cared for his parents, but only because they taught him of the world. He often killed rats, or other small animals, and would dissect them. This disturbed his parents greatly, but they could do nothing to stop him, all he did was try to hide it better. They didn't have to money to send him to school, and so his father had to teach him what he knew. Growing up, needless to say, he had no friends, but this didn't bother him in the least bit. He took after his father and became a bartender, starting off by just helping out around the bar, and eventually just working at a different one, this helped him learn how to deal with social situations. His life involved hookers, his flat, and work before his parents died. They were killed, by whom was unknown, or why. After his parents died. He attended the funeral, and essentially continued with his life. He didn't drink, because he didn't like to lose any control over himself. But he found the desire to kill people was becoming impossible to resist. But he managed to resist it though, for about 2 years. After which, he became Jack the Ripper. His first kill spurred his transformation, and the euphoria caused him to kill another two, after which dawn came, and he calmed down, turning back to normal. But not before he had discovered another ability, during his last kill, someone had startled him, he accidently summoned the first lady he had killed, in order to help defend himself. A sort a natural reaction. This also startled him, seeing as his first victim was now looking at him, from out of nowhere. He ran off, and she seemed to follow him. But she was silent, her face was void of any emotion. Since she had followed him, he stabbed her, once he had gotten over his worry of her. There was no body left, no blood, and she just disappeared. He both feared, loved, and was confused by what he had done, what he had become, and was nervous about doing it more, waiting for a little while, until he struck again, he continued like this for some time, and toyed with the police a little (and his victims), knowing they would never catch him. He began playing with his victims, before and after he killed them. Rape, torture, you know, bad stuff. I don't think graphic details are really necessary. He began worrying about being caught too much, since people here actually knew him, and knew who he was. So he moved. Sometimes he was in forests, and killed animals, but his favorite prey was human. He found it amusing to watch thier pain, thier cries for help. They were so much more interesting than normal animals. So he tended to stay near cities at least, in the forests around them , unaware of any advances that had taken place, or anything. He did this for about 20 years. Learning to control that reaction that had brought forth the woman. He found that he could bring other things back too, things he had killed. He also noticed how much stronger, and faster he got. And that cuts and injuries would heal quickly, and that he was harder to hurt, but his urge to kill grew from this, and from bringing things back. It also started to become more and more difficult to find a real place that he could call home, that was outside of civilization. (He was mostly in Europe, but once tried Africa, he didn't like the heat much though.) After 20ish years (though this was unknown to him, it seemed more like 5), he came to decide to move back into an actual city. He saved up for a year, by taking the money from the people he had killed, and started renting a place. He was in Paris now, the city of love. And indeed he loved it, he could jump rooftop to rooftop, and stalk his prey at night. Find them in an alley and take thier lives. But he wanted more time with them. He started knocking them out, and dragging them to abandon places. He would tie them up, do bad things, have conversations with them sometimes. And eventually kill them, often mutilating them. He began eating parts of them, just raw. He found that quite filling, and that he didn't even get sick. He stayed in cities not normally longer than 13 or so years, learning the language, accents, social ques, learning to keep up appearances, so he would never be caught. He rarely lost his prey, but when he did, he was not someone that should be crossed, and it often meant that he would leave that city. He tried having a girlfriend a couple times, but it never worked out. They always wound up seeing how emotionally dead he was, and how much he didn't care about anyone else. Because he wound up not being able to stand spending so much time with them, and would often get angry at them. Eventually he worked his way to Los Angeles, which is where he is at now, just starting out there really.
Additional Information: Has never run across another "user," I'm not sure if they are publically known about, so he might not know they exist other than him. If he were to find them, he would enjoy the challenge of trying to kill them. It is unlikely he would join any of them, unless it meant some kind of benefit for him.
