Post by » Jackie on Apr 10, 2008 19:46:49 GMT -5
N A M E:
known by humans as » Jackie Markks.
by Cani » Caedo. It's Latin meaning to fall or kill.
G E N D E R:
Male.
A G E:
Twenty-eight.
S P E C I E S:
Cani.
S E X U A L I T Y:
Heterosexual.
J O B:
Drug Dealer.
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H A I R:
Something he often forgets about. Though, that is sometimes difficult, since it does hang down farther than the common males. It is a dark brown color and is naturally strait as a board. His hair hangs down to his collar in the back, brushing against his leather jacket often. However, in the front it hangs down to his chin. He parts it in such a way to where the left half hangs in his face, and the right side of his face is uncovered.
E Y E S:
Jackie's eyes are to die for, or so some people tend to observe. They are a dark, dark gray-blue. Often they look black when only at a glance. Most say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. This holds true with Jackie also. If you look into his eyes, he'll often stare back with an ominous glare. His eyes are often dull and lifeless, deadened to emotion and feeling... Except on rare occasions with his close friends, his eyes will often spark with playful happiness. But, the lifeless gaze always returns.
F A C E:
Jackie's face doesn't really make him stand out in a crowd. He has a more canine look about him. He doesn't have much facial hair, but it's still there in dark brown stubble. His expression is usually hardened, or almost sad or forlorn in a way. His lips are rather thin, namely his top, leaving his lower to sit in a kind of 'pout' if you will. But, despite this, they are in a pleasant curve that turns slightly upward at the corners.
B U I L D:
Even though it may sound non-descriptive... Average. He has the look of an average build. His muscle is more compact, making him lean. He is definitely athletic, working out often and just day to day running around would wear the normal person out. He doesn't exactly have washboard abs, very few do. But, his stomach does gently trace the outlines of firm muscle there.
O T H E R:
As far as weapons go, he always carries a flick-knife (switchblade) in his boot. He also carries a 45 in a holster that straps on his shoulders and goes under his leather jacket.
C R E A T U R E FORM:
His creature form holds the appearance of a German Shepherd Dog. He has German lines which promotes his aggression. His form is a short haired, dark brown color. Most find this slightly unusual, but it is the same as his natural hair color in human form. Of course his dog form holds the traditional black saddle marking on it's back. The muzzle is also black. This dog is above average size but not huge. It also looks like it was crossed with something else but no one can explain what, or put a finger on it. His paws are larger than mosts as well, and the jaw is also more developed than what is common.
P O R T R A Y E D BY:
Gary Oldman.
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L I K E S:
+ His family
+ Blood
+ Violent storms
+ Fighting
+ Winning
+ Scarring others
+ Being feared
+ Soft things
+ Sharp objects
+ Alcohol
+ Smoking
+ Heroin
+ Swimming
+ Cloudy weather
+ Hunting
+ His home
+ Meat
+ Drawing
+ Sketching
+ Nights with no moon
+ Nighttime
The list goes on and on...
D I S L I K E S:
- Humans
- Slayers
- Show offs
- Rules
- Authority
- Restraint
- Bondage
- Chains
- Feli
- Sunny weather
- Overly hot or cold weather
- Slimy things
- Dull knives
- Whips
- Losing
- His dingy, dark past
Again, the list drags on and on...
F E A R S:
Slayers (though no one would ever guess), getting hit by a car, torture, restraint, confined spaces, and suffocating.
F L A W S:
His alcoholism, his stubbornness, his violence, aggression, and his snappy personality.
M E R I T S:
Loyalty to close friends and family, good listener, quiet when necessary, wit, quick on his feet, good leader, wise, trusted friend.
OVER A L L:
(hope you don't mind this, but I can't resist typing it up. if you want me to remove it, I will ^^)
When you first meet Jackie, he can come off as deathly quiet. He'll let you do the talking, and wastes no time in shrugging you off if you are of no interest to him. But, there are several different sides to Jackie. Sadly, no one hardly ever takes time to see more than one at a time. Needless to say, it's just about all he shows. Either that, or people are just so frightened or distracted by his main area of personality, they don't see the others. I'll speak now, of the one that holds most people captivated, afraid, and desgusted...
About sixty percent of his personality is violence. He can be down right mean. If you threaten, or push him, he'll jump on you fully intent on tearing you apart limb from limb. Hell, he doesn't even need a push, a wrong look will do. He is extremely violent and aggressive, like a rabid animal. He has a very strong animal instinct as well. Many people say he's much more animal than he is human, which is mostly true. You would do well to treat him like a time bomb in the form of a savage beast. He has a dangerously explosive temper also, when someone threatens those he loves or cares for.
No, he doesn't stick up for just himself. If he considers you a true friend, which is unbelievably rare, he'll die for you. It honestly doesn't matter how awful you treat him or how much you hate him, if your a Cani about to be killed by a slayer, he'll defend you. He may not take a bullet for you, but he'll kill for any other Cani. Always Cani, he doesn't bother with Feli. This is due to his abnormally strong pack instinct... Murderous, or criminally insane, can also describe him. He will lead a defenseless human off into an alley, just to kill it for food. He can also be described as soulless or, heartless. He can give off the illusion of both.
Yes, it's true, he can be very cruel. He's one of the Cani that give them a bad name. He doesn't normally kill other animals for food, but rather humans. He tries not to feed upon humans too often though. He has also become very good at acting human, so no one suspects him. He's about twenty-five percent, pretender or 'tough guy'. He often shrugs off his own physical state. If he's hurt or injured, he shrugs it off like it's nothing to him. This is simply a reaction to how he was treated long ago. He doesn't matter. Whether he lives or dies doesn't matter. The grand scheme is what matters. Yes, he's also five percent suicidal...
Yeah, I said suicidal. He doesn't give a crap about his own life. He honestly doesn't expect others to either. No one ever has, or so it seemed. So, why should he care? He's often said to others as a non-caring retort, "I don't give a damn about my life! What makes you think I'll dare give a shit about yours?" So, this leads to a lot of self-destructive behavior. Drugs. Alcohol. Smoking. It doesn't matter. This is another reason he puts himself in harms way so often. In his eyes, he is expendable. He has nothing to live for, except death. Everyone else thinks he's shit, so why shouldn't he?
So, we're down to the last ten percent of Jackie here... Let me think... The rest of that would be, ten percent human. By human I mean contradictory to all his other personality traits. He only shows this to his closest friends, and family... Affection. I know 'gasp!'. But, yes, the cold beast has a heart. he can be a real shoulder to cry on, trusted friend, loyal, and someone to confide in. Not to mention a wicked body guard. He would do anything for those he loves. This can be a weakness in many ways, but, it's a risk he's willing to take. Besides, what risk hasn't he taken? Above all of this though, he's still one hundred percent of, whatever you make him out to be.
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F A M I L Y:
Mother - Lionna - Alive - Somewhere
Father - Brandon - Alive - Somewhere
Brother - Dalton - Dead - Cremated
SHORT H I S T O R Y:
Jackie's past is anything but glamorous. Having to endure an inferiority complex because of his eldest brother, Dalton. Dalton was always treated like a Prince, while Jackie was like a piece of dirt on his family's rug. Jackie always tried to get attention, so he would do some bad things to get it. It drove his father to drinking, and when he drank, it wasn't pretty. For if Brandon even saw Jackie while in this drunken state, he would swing the buckle end of his belt at him, hitting what ever he could. His mother? She ignored it of course.
Dalton became angry at Jackie for causing his dear father so much pain, so he would often beat on him or spit at him as he walked by. By the age of fourteen, Jackie and his brother of sixteen, were both into the same gang. Their parents really didn't care, but always went through lengths to make sure Dalton was alright. And believe it or not, so did Jackie. Even though Jackie knew his parents and his brother hated him, or had no caring for him, he still had a love for them that would never die or dwindle. Jackie would often get into fights for his brother, leaving Dalton to get angry at him. After all, sixteen year old Dalton didn't want his little brother kicking ass for him.
Also, Jackie started drugs, and smoking at a young age. Smoking at ten, and drugs at fifteen. Drinking didn't come until later, however.... By the age of eighteen he had killed five men. Two of them were for self defense, the others were in defense of Dalton. Dalton would always beat him afterwords, but the only thing Jackie could say was... "I'm sorry if I love you, but your my brother." Also, when he was eighteen was when he was bitten by a Cani. He was defending his brother, he had jumped in front of Dalton, acting as a human shield for the dogs bite. Nearly tore Jackie's leg off in the process. Dalton ran of course, not stopping or looking back once to see if his fallen brother was okay.
Long story short, no one knows what happened to Dalton, except Jackie. And he doesn't remember much of it. All he remembered was his anger rising toward his brother, and with his new ability's, it was just so easy to tear his weaker human body apart. Jackie also knows this, he hadn't meant to. This was when the heavy drinking started, when he was eighteen and a half. After the deal with his brother, Jackie fled, and found himself here in times recent. He has taken up residency here for a while, he doesn't know for how long, however. He is now twenty-eight, his brothers death and his family's rejection long behind him... Yet, every time he closes his eyes all he can see is his brother, dieing all over again....
Disclaimer:
Idea for this character and a quote found in the History was derived from the 1990's movie, State of Grace. I do not claim to wholly own this character. But, I did add a lot of my imagination in there, and it's mostly me, there is still part of Jackie Flannery in there. In short, I love the movie character, so I decided to make an rp character like him.
[/u][/right]Idea for this character and a quote found in the History was derived from the 1990's movie, State of Grace. I do not claim to wholly own this character. But, I did add a lot of my imagination in there, and it's mostly me, there is still part of Jackie Flannery in there. In short, I love the movie character, so I decided to make an rp character like him.
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