Post by Twilit on Sept 21, 2008 10:12:39 GMT -5
[Full Name]
Jaek Mathew Carrolle
[Nick Name]
Jaek, and Jaek only.
[Age]
18, will be 19 soon.
[Gender]
Male
[DOB]
November 17, 1989
[Mother]
Laura Christine Carrolle
[Father]
Marshall Donald Carrolle
[Appearance]
Jaek's description is one of almost every other teenager. Almost. His dark brown, almost black hair, is longer, almost skateresque. He keeps it combed smoothly, making sure he never has so much as one strand of hair out of place. He figures the fact that his hair has to look perfect makes up for the fact that his body never did. His eyes are a light brown, always so warm and inviting. You'll never see a smile in those eyes-he refuses to smile, both in public and in private. There are lighter, golden flecks as well, some thing you see only in the darkest of nights. They have always been his best feature, even now. Standing at 6'2" tall, he is extremely muscular. He works out as often as possible; he hates thinking that he could be weak, could be beaten by someone. His skin glows softly, but that still doesn't make him feel any better about his one flaw. The scars. They cover his body, long stripes across his back, small circles of burn marks, cuts everywhere else. He wears long sleeves and jeans at all times, and the one scar across his forehead he keeps hidden by his hair. He is very plain, but also very interesting.
[Description]
He is quiet, yet loud. He is gentle, yet harsh. He is everything and nothing, all at once. In truth, he doesn't know what he is-he just knows that he is alive, and that he has to keep on living. He might find himself someday, but he might not. He doesn't care-above all else, he doesn't care. About anything or anyone. He has no reason to. That's the way he thinks, and thats the way he like it.
[History]
Abuse. That's all Jaek has ever known. As a young toddler, he was often starved, or locked away in a hallway closet whenever guests were over. As he grew, the punishments changed. He was beaten more often, in exchange for starving. He was burned instead of being locked away. He lied to his teachers, telling them some weird story-they swallowed all of his lies. The beatings continued until he was 14. Then he fought back. In the process, he managed to wound his father, his mother being long gone now. He escaped, wandering the city until the police picked him up. Back at the station, his entire story finally came out. His father went to jail, and he went free. Not only did he go free, but he left the town, setting up residence here. He is utterly alone, but for right now, that's alright.
[Single]
As of right now, yes. He doesn't know who he is looking for, either.
[Other]
He has dropped out of all schooling after finishing high school, claiming to need a break. Now, you know everything. Everything there is to know about Jaek Mathew Carrolle.
Jaek Mathew Carrolle
[Nick Name]
Jaek, and Jaek only.
[Age]
18, will be 19 soon.
[Gender]
Male
[DOB]
November 17, 1989
[Mother]
Laura Christine Carrolle
[Father]
Marshall Donald Carrolle
[Appearance]
Jaek's description is one of almost every other teenager. Almost. His dark brown, almost black hair, is longer, almost skateresque. He keeps it combed smoothly, making sure he never has so much as one strand of hair out of place. He figures the fact that his hair has to look perfect makes up for the fact that his body never did. His eyes are a light brown, always so warm and inviting. You'll never see a smile in those eyes-he refuses to smile, both in public and in private. There are lighter, golden flecks as well, some thing you see only in the darkest of nights. They have always been his best feature, even now. Standing at 6'2" tall, he is extremely muscular. He works out as often as possible; he hates thinking that he could be weak, could be beaten by someone. His skin glows softly, but that still doesn't make him feel any better about his one flaw. The scars. They cover his body, long stripes across his back, small circles of burn marks, cuts everywhere else. He wears long sleeves and jeans at all times, and the one scar across his forehead he keeps hidden by his hair. He is very plain, but also very interesting.
[Description]
He is quiet, yet loud. He is gentle, yet harsh. He is everything and nothing, all at once. In truth, he doesn't know what he is-he just knows that he is alive, and that he has to keep on living. He might find himself someday, but he might not. He doesn't care-above all else, he doesn't care. About anything or anyone. He has no reason to. That's the way he thinks, and thats the way he like it.
[History]
Abuse. That's all Jaek has ever known. As a young toddler, he was often starved, or locked away in a hallway closet whenever guests were over. As he grew, the punishments changed. He was beaten more often, in exchange for starving. He was burned instead of being locked away. He lied to his teachers, telling them some weird story-they swallowed all of his lies. The beatings continued until he was 14. Then he fought back. In the process, he managed to wound his father, his mother being long gone now. He escaped, wandering the city until the police picked him up. Back at the station, his entire story finally came out. His father went to jail, and he went free. Not only did he go free, but he left the town, setting up residence here. He is utterly alone, but for right now, that's alright.
[Single]
As of right now, yes. He doesn't know who he is looking for, either.
[Other]
He has dropped out of all schooling after finishing high school, claiming to need a break. Now, you know everything. Everything there is to know about Jaek Mathew Carrolle.
