Post by jacqueleen rose mccool on Jan 27, 2010 20:54:01 GMT -5
JACQUELEEN ROSE MCCOOL
HONEY IF YOU STAY, I'LL BE FORGIVEN
[/font][/color]THE CHARACTER[/center]
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character full nameJacqueleen Rose McCool
nicknames Jack
age 17
grade Senior
sex Female
full time student or live-in? full time student
playby katy perry
THESE BRIGHT LIGHTS ALWAYS BLINDED ME
[/font][/color]THE LOOKS[/center]
[/color] american
heritage
height[/color] 5’8”
weight[/color] 128
eyes[/color] large almond shaped blue eyes fringed with thick black eye lashes
hair[/color] she has long black hair that goes to just past her shoulders and her bangs are kind of longish, going past her eyes
dressing style[/color]
Jack likes to wear a lot of tank tops and jeans. She also likes to dress up in girly things a lot. Her favorite outfit would be a white tank top with he black jacket and a pair of comfortable blue jeans. She can be downright simple and yet at other times wear really complex things. She keeps her style open for the most part. She loves heels as well as converse. She is not a fan of clogs, though some she can see as cute and might just wear them.
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I AM NOT AFRAID TO KEEP ON LIVING
[/font][/color]THE PERSONALITY[/center]
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likes
Danger, fighting(mostly verbal though she’ll get physical no problem too), snack foods especially gummy worms, thunderstorms, rain, animals, sharp objects, playing guitar, music, records, old movies, horror films, doing her hair, finding new outfits, bending the rules, testing limits, throwing people off, the color black, her black jacket, video games, messing with people, not letting anything hold her back
dislikes[/color]
People who refuse to let themsevles go, strictness, being told that she has to do something, being sterotyped, being thought of as weak because shes a female, being told to settle down, defining things by titles (I.E. Relationships), the cold (she does like snow though)
fears[/color]
Suffocating
Losing her hair
Not being able to experience all that she wants to before she dies
goals[/color]
Do as much as she possibly can with the one life she has
dirty little secret[/color]
Has been in the looney bin
overall personality[/color]
Jack is the type of girl that just does. She doesn’t thing about things, like how it might be dangerous or how others would perceive it. She is kind of a little psychotic. She loves sharp objects and she carrys around a pocket knife, which she likes to play with a lot. She would probably get a thrill by being held at gun or knife point, hell shed probably even encorporate that into the bedroom. She doesn’t think that she can die. She once jumped off of the train tracks after pretty much playing chicekn with a train. She landed in the water, but she hit so hard che caused trauma to her brain, if her friends hadnt been witnesses then she probably would have died. She was in a coma for nearly a year before she came out of it. She swore that she had spoken to a voice that told her she was not supposed to die for a while and that no matter what she did they would not accept her. She liked to test this as much as possible.
She even got to a point where she ran her car into a tree on purpose at high speeds. Her best friend at the time freaked out thinking she was insane for this. She thought she needed help so she told her parents and her parents threw her into the looney bin for a while hoping that theyd be able to fix her there. It did no good. She picked a fight with the biggest guy, yes guy, in the school and got her ass handed to her but she just kind of laughed it off. All she said was, ”Who knew hed actually hit a girl. His ma obviously never taught him any manners.”
Jack loves thunderstorms. Whenever one is happening shes usually out playing around in the rain and mud, or driving in it, or something. She loves the sound of rain, and shes usually always trying out new styles. She can find an outfit in nearly anything. Shes very much into music, she likes to find new music as well as discovering old kind of music. Shes got a collection of records and she even plays guitar. She knows how to beat the drums as well, but she mostly sticks to the guitar.
Jack can be very moody at times, slight bi-polar issue going on, so its not a surprise if one minute shes rearing to go and the next she just doesn’t want to do anything. She actually hates it and she blames the people at the psych place for it. They think that whatever medicine they gave her while in there messed up her system. Truth was she’d always had it but wasn’t aware of it until they diagnozed her in the looney bin. Honestly though you don’t want to be around her when shes really bitchy. She likes to feel things and usually that’s where all her extreme stuff comes from. Its when she’s most likely to try and start a fight. She doesn’t care shes a girl she will want someone to really make her feel something. That’s one thing she hates about being a female. She hates being perceived as dainty. Guys can toss each other around and its okay but if a girl wants that, shes a fucking freak!
Jack loves snack food. She actually prefers it over actual eating. If theres something sugar and sweet in front of her you can bet she’ll be grabbing for it. She absolutely loves brownies as well. Specially home made ones. Jack also has a tendency to change her mind a lot. Like to an extreme. One minute she’ll be okay with something and the next its like the plague. Its sometimes really hard to keep up with her, shes just always changing and a lot of people just tend to give up not being wanting to deal with that kind of stuff in their life.
Jack is definitely one that can handle being on her own. She doesn’t care for relationships. Granted she’ll be with someone but she isn’t one to put labels on anything. She does this because what if her feelings change. What if she doesn’t want to be with that person anymore. She just doesn’t like to be tied down or held back by anything and if a person can’t handle that then they don’t have to be around her. That’s her theory.
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CAN YOU SEE MY EYES SHINING BRIGHT?
[/font][/color]THE HISTORY[/center]
[/color] Angelica, 49
mom
dad[/color] Craig, 40
siblings[/color] n/a
pets/other[/color] n/a
the secret life[/color]
Jack was a result of her fathers frozen sperm inseminated into her mother. They spent their early years going to school and getting careers then when Angelica was 30 they decided to try for a baby. When Craig was 25 they had decided it was a good idea to get some of his sperm frozen just incase anything unexpected happened. They liked to have things set, they liked order. They were exactly the opposite of their daughter. Finally when the time came they paid for her to be impregnated. The first time nothing happened, finally the second time one of them caught. The pregnancy was definitely not easy. Lots of complications and there had been a few times when they thought they had lost the baby. When she was almost eight months angelica had fallen down the stairs. They had to operate and they ended up c-sectioning the baby. Jack spent the next few months hooked up to machines helping her to develop the rest of the way.
Right away they knew she wasn’t like other little girls. She was constantly at the hospital, always getting herself into trouble. From sticking her dads keys into the light socket to falling out of her crib, something they had no idea how she managed to do. They caught her climbing out of it at one point, and decided to get the mesh instead. The doctors had assured them that there was nothing wrong with her. Some things she caught on to right away while other things took a little bit longer but none the less she developed normally.
Growing up her parents had to constantly move, having to send her from one school to the next because she kept getting herself kicked out. The final straw was when shed thrown herself off of the train tracks. She spent a year in a coma and then a little over six months at a mental institute. Once they got her home they decided to home school her. They hired someone wanting to catch her up so when they sent her back she wouldn’t be behind. Finally her senior year they figured would be best spent at a regular school. Angelica was told about this school through a friend. They knew of their daughters talent with music and writing and figured they could get her in. It took a lot but they managed to get her in. They just want her to have a normal life, something that Jack seems to keep defying.
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WITH WORDS I THOUGHT I'D NEVER SPEAK
[/font][/color]THE END[/center]
[/color] (:JJ
name/alias
age[/color]twenty-four
gender[/color] female
experience[/color] 11 years
where'd you find us?[/color] an advertisement on a site
other charcters?[/color]none yet
rp example[/color]
WHEN YOU'RE AT THE END OF THE ROAD & YOU LOST ALL SENSE OF CONTROL , & your thoughts have taken their toll--------------------------------------------------------------------- TAGGED !? CARSON !? HOW MANY !? 646 !? LISTENING TO !? MUSIC? !? LYRICS BY !? GREEN DAY - 21 GUNS !? CREDIT TO !? RORA @ C. AFFAIRS[/color][/b] !?[/size][/center][/quote]Ashton wasnt sure what to expect tonight. he never really knew what to expect from carson. Generally ashton... kind of liked that. Sometimes though, it could be frustrating. its like a jack in the box. You can turn it and turn it and turn it, but you dont know when its going to pop out until it does. At least carson didnt come with the obnoxiously annoying music. That would have been a seller point for sure. he would have not gotten involved with him in anyway... even if the sex was great. Ashton smirked a bit and nodded as carson told him to wait and see and then added it was a surprise. Ashton... wasnt a big person on surprises. He liked to know what was coming. He didnt like not having some kind of control on what was going on. That was one thing he figured out about carson as well. Carson liked having control. He was like him in several ways, they just had different intensities. This was probably one of the only reasons why he didnt question further about where they were going. Normally ashton had to question. He needed to know. He needed answer. It was one of his quirks. Carson opened the door for him, not only to the building but to the cab as well. He bit his tongue on the comment that carson must really think hes a chick cause he sure felt like one with all the gentlemanly door opening carson was doing for him. He decided against it thought. Ashton was still pissed off about the whole brandy thing and he didnt plan on pissing carson off anymore then he seemed to have been earlier when he announced that he was leaving for a bit. Ashton still didnt know why he was leaving. He thought maybe he was partially at fault, but if he were, why would carson be taking him out. The cab came to a stop and carson told him to stay in the cab. He wasnt gone long and when he came back he had a bag full of stuff. It was too dark to really see what was in the bags and carson didnt seem to want him to know anyway since he kept the bag far way from him. Ashton was leaned back arms crossed. He mentally shrugged. Well as much as he wanted to badger carson about what was going on, what hed gotten and what hed whispered to the cab driver, he decided against it. He looked over at carson, studying his profile. He looked away then looking out his window. When the cab pulled up in front of what looked like an abandoned house his brow quirked up and he looked at carson, eyes questioning though carson wasnt looking at him. Instead carson was getting out of the cab again holding the door open for him. He sighed getting out of the cab. Im starting think i give off a feminine vibe. he smirked, he was being sarcastic, though part of it was true. Everyone seems to think hes the girl. He finally took a better look at the place, now that he wasnt in the cab. His eyes taking in it. The most secluded spot in vancouver. Ashtons smirk was back again. heh... you plan on killing me and stashing my body or something? he asked. He was curious about it. He wanted to go in and check it out. how did you find this place? he finally asked in seriousness as they moved towards the house. And no one... is ever here? he looked at carson again. he liked that this was secluded and they would be alone. That was another thing they had in common.
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