Post by Jordyn Turner on Aug 12, 2009 4:45:00 GMT 1
JacobWilliam Black
"Are you scared of the big bad wolf?"
"Are you scared of the big bad wolf?"
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the basics
Name: Jacob William Black
Nicknames: Jake, Jakey Jdoubs
Age: 17
Birthday: July, 3rd, 1990
Species: Were Wolf
Occupation: Rightful Alfa of the La Push Pack
Sexuality: Straight
Hometown: La push[/left]
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THIS SHIPWRECK FROM SET-SAIL
TONIGHT THEY'LL HELP TO FIND A WAY
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the appearance
Brown, puppy eyes :Eyes
Blackish: Hair
6’: Height
like 237: Weight
YUMMMMYYY AKA muscles galore : Build
His sexiness : Distinguishing features
Sexy man. Taylor Lautner: Playby
(At least five sentences please): Overall Appearance
Okay..Well first off.. He's sexy.. okay I'm done..
Human Form
Sixteen, such an awkward phase; a time of gangly legs, scrawny bodices and only the slimmest hint of muscle mass. Teetering dangerously on the edge of manhood and distant childhood memories.
Now imagine how much worse that descent is when you're suddenly 6'5", over two hundred pounds, and appearing to most as a twenty six year old. Imagine being able to crush a table to simple scraps when your anxiety gets the best of you, try to fathom what its like having to hunch your shoulders and duck your head nearly every time you step through a doorway. Yeah, put yourself in those size fifteen shoes and perhaps you'll have the tiniest glimpse into the impossible life of Jacob Black.
His sixteenth year was one of rapid change, shooting up to an enormous height, his tanned, honey tinted skin becoming taut over the sudden muscles that sprang to rippling life beneath them. His formerly boyish, childish features morphing and shifting into those of great maturity, earning him the ability to play off as someone quite a bit older than his true years. He is colossal, there will be no denying it, inspiring intimidation in most, though they are foolish to believe that he is anything else but a gentle giant. With those dark- nearly black - glancing brown eyes, that same innocently inquiring grin he's had since a baby, those locks of ebony; well, he is anything but a monster.
There is a natural charm to his appearance, occasionally masked by a forced, solemn expression, used only when he greatly wishes to hide his true feelings. His hair, which once hung along the curve of his jaw, is currently cropped against his skull in defiance towards Bella, who always admired his lengthier locks. Eyes are true to their Native American roots, almond shaped and dark within their hues, swimming pools of almost ebony, with rather luxurious lashes. They are kind, gentle, only hardening in defense but their sweetness has somehow always managed to leak through. Skin is russet, tanned both from his origin and days spent within sunshine, usually stretched tight over lean, well used muscles. He is handsome in his own exotic, particular way, in no way being able to compare to the unearthly beauty of the Cullens, but he matches up quite nicely.
Wolf form:
Surprisingly, there is not a large different between his two options of appearance. When dominated by his canine bloodlines, his body still retains its enormous size - second largest only to Sam, though by now they are nearly the same size. Fur is often of shaggy texture, depending on the current growth of his hair, and of russet coloring. Frame is just as muscular as that of his human form, however it is composed of longer, leaner and sleeker lines. His eyes still hold their playful, impish glance, a feature that could never be stifled no matter how many times he phases.
THIS SHIPWRECK FROM SET-SAIL
TONIGHT THEY'LL HELP TO FIND A WAY
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the appearance
Brown, puppy eyes :Eyes
Blackish: Hair
6’: Height
like 237: Weight
YUMMMMYYY AKA muscles galore : Build
His sexiness : Distinguishing features
Sexy man. Taylor Lautner: Playby
(At least five sentences please): Overall Appearance
Okay..Well first off.. He's sexy.. okay I'm done..
Human Form
Sixteen, such an awkward phase; a time of gangly legs, scrawny bodices and only the slimmest hint of muscle mass. Teetering dangerously on the edge of manhood and distant childhood memories.
Now imagine how much worse that descent is when you're suddenly 6'5", over two hundred pounds, and appearing to most as a twenty six year old. Imagine being able to crush a table to simple scraps when your anxiety gets the best of you, try to fathom what its like having to hunch your shoulders and duck your head nearly every time you step through a doorway. Yeah, put yourself in those size fifteen shoes and perhaps you'll have the tiniest glimpse into the impossible life of Jacob Black.
His sixteenth year was one of rapid change, shooting up to an enormous height, his tanned, honey tinted skin becoming taut over the sudden muscles that sprang to rippling life beneath them. His formerly boyish, childish features morphing and shifting into those of great maturity, earning him the ability to play off as someone quite a bit older than his true years. He is colossal, there will be no denying it, inspiring intimidation in most, though they are foolish to believe that he is anything else but a gentle giant. With those dark- nearly black - glancing brown eyes, that same innocently inquiring grin he's had since a baby, those locks of ebony; well, he is anything but a monster.
There is a natural charm to his appearance, occasionally masked by a forced, solemn expression, used only when he greatly wishes to hide his true feelings. His hair, which once hung along the curve of his jaw, is currently cropped against his skull in defiance towards Bella, who always admired his lengthier locks. Eyes are true to their Native American roots, almond shaped and dark within their hues, swimming pools of almost ebony, with rather luxurious lashes. They are kind, gentle, only hardening in defense but their sweetness has somehow always managed to leak through. Skin is russet, tanned both from his origin and days spent within sunshine, usually stretched tight over lean, well used muscles. He is handsome in his own exotic, particular way, in no way being able to compare to the unearthly beauty of the Cullens, but he matches up quite nicely.
Wolf form:
Surprisingly, there is not a large different between his two options of appearance. When dominated by his canine bloodlines, his body still retains its enormous size - second largest only to Sam, though by now they are nearly the same size. Fur is often of shaggy texture, depending on the current growth of his hair, and of russet coloring. Frame is just as muscular as that of his human form, however it is composed of longer, leaner and sleeker lines. His eyes still hold their playful, impish glance, a feature that could never be stifled no matter how many times he phases.
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WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
WORDS CAN BREATHE MORE LIFE THAN DEATH
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[/color]WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
WORDS CAN BREATHE MORE LIFE THAN DEATH
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the personality
Likes: Bella, Cars, Cliff Diving, Fighting, Hunting.
Dislikes: Edward, Vampires, Being a monster, Blood, Paul, Authority, Clothing
Strengths: His sexiness, Bella, Wolf Form
Weakness: Bella, How Nice he is, Love
Fear: Losing Bella, his father?
Secrets: If I told you.. they wouldn’t be secrets
Overall Personality: Mischievous, playful, rebellious, daring. All words that can be enlisted to describe our dear Jake. Ever since he was a child, it was well known that he would be a mischief maker, the one to push the envelope. Sixteen years later, nothing has changed. He is boisterous, lively, vivacious - almost to an impossible degree. There are times when others are annoyed by just how playful he is, growing impatient with his inability to take anything seriously. Yet this is false, for there is a number - however small - of things that Jacob takes quite seriously; Bella, phasing, his pack, Bella, and.. well, Bella. Okay, perhaps it is not a large variety, but all the same, they are things that he respects and loves.
However, he is only (partially)human, his personality flawed in the same ways of every person who walks the earth. For one, he is passionate, a trait that is often seen as noble, something to be praised. But Jacob has tendency to take it too far, using his passionate nature as an excuse to be occasionally manipulative and underhanded, sometimes known to pressure others into doing as he wishes with the use of an injured expression and wounded words. On top of that, he is naive - many seeming surprised by this fact, forgetting that his true age is quite a bit younger than his appearance. He believes in the simplicities of right and wrong, with no nutural territory in between, causing such a strong biased and confusion against The Cullens - for what they are is wrong, and yet their actions are so often good. Though physical appearance argues, mentally he is only a lost, curious sixteen year old boy - nothing more, nothing less. Your almost typical teenage boy. [/left]
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THE INNER SENSE OF PEOPLE
TOUCHING ON SECRETS, LETTING DOWN HAIR
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[/color]THE INNER SENSE OF PEOPLE
TOUCHING ON SECRETS, LETTING DOWN HAIR
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the history
Billy Black: Parents
Rachel Black: Siblings
Himself: Pets
: Other
History: Born in La Push, Washington, Jacob Black did not know that his destiny had already been written out for him. Had no idea that his path in life had been chosen, that his fate would be sealed long before he was even given the chance to comprehend it.
Born to Billy and Sarah Black, his childhood was blurred with the sudden on slot of grief that was caused by his mother's unexpected sickness and eventual death. He was quite young when the event took over and changed his life, losing his mother at the tender age of four. His memories of her are torn between actual recalling’s and the fond stories his two older sisters told him as he grew up; never quite sure which was reality and which were imprinted upon him with words.
His upbringing was fairly normal, raised by the singular, guiding hand of his father, Billy. Life was a fairly steady, natural path until the day his father lost the ability to walk, due to a tragic car accident. It was another twist in the road, yet they managed, their family strengthened, Jacob stepping up as the man of the family to care and do all the things his father was enabled to do. Things were nearly boring within the little town of La Push, life soon taking an interesting swerve when Billy's best friend, Charlie, suddenly offered to allow his teenaged daughter to move in with him. Jacob's curiosity was perked immediately, eventually having the charmed pleasure of meeting miss Isabella Swann.
It was not love at first sight; the earth did not move beneath his feet, doves did not swirl around his head, rainbows did not appear. But there was an immediate energy, a heat that drew him to her, that made him desire and think of her for months afterwards. True, in the back of his had he had a vague idea that she was using him simply to hear those wild fantasies the Quileute Elders told of the "cold ones". Yet he could not help but be captured by her flirtations. It wasn't long before she seemed to be a permanent fixture of his life, soon appearing upon his porch and seeming to settle in to the La Push lifestyle, using it as a distraction from the sudden and ugly break up between her and Edward Cullen; a strange guy from Forks who Jacob had taken a strong, instinctive hatred towards. Things within their quiet town soon took a bizarre and altering turn, a strange man by the name of Sam Uley seeming to have taken over, possessing a strange effect and ability to control the people of La Push. Jacob's nature towards the imposing male was hostile, avoiding him and feeling put off by an effort on friendship - though Billy seemed to encourage it, Jake's heels dug in as he refused Sam's offer of comradeship. It was all too strange.
But stranger things were on the horizon, an innocent night to the movies with Bella soon ending in the most frightening of experiences. Body was overcome with heat, burning down the length of his spine, liquid fire igniting his veins in passionate vices, sending him sick and sprawling. IT was the first time he'd ever phased and it was only after it passed that he learned the true meaning behind the Quileute legends. He was a descendent of a long and ancient line of Werewolves, his phase prompted by the population of Vampires in Forks, something that could not be stopped, that needed to be accepted. It was a change of lifestyle, knowledge of his immaculate powers soon prompting him to abandon his friendship with Bella; not wishing to risk her injuries in case he were to become enraged. However, Isabella Swann is quite persuasive, soon worming herself into Jacob's company once again; it was a hopeless fact, they had come to need each other and his sudden change would not alter that need. She became aware of his werewolf bloodlines, accepting them quite easily - as she would, for wasn't she the girl in love with a Vampire?
Love, now that it has been mentioned, perhaps it should be made clear that Jacob's feelings concerning Bella stretched further than the boundaries of friendship. He'd fallen in love with her, crazily, ultimately, insanely, immaturely in love with the most unattainable girl in Washington. Her heart was in the cold clutches of a vampire and there would be no turning back, but Jacob remained ever hopeful, ever faithful. It wasn't until Bella made the decision that almost split his heart in two did he pause to consider his foolishness. She wanted Edward, had disappeared to Italy to retrieve him, had caused Jake the most excruciating pain known to mankind. And yet he yearned for her, needed her. He soon vowed to give up Bella, estranging her from his life after one last heart wrenching encounter, face having crumpled in unfathomable pain as he watched her car disappear.
But there love was like a drug, once taken it could never be given up. Again and again they came back together, fighting, squabbling, struggling over Jacob's inability to hide his feelings for her and Bella inability to return them. So many fights, so many tender moments. He loved her more each time they hung out, knew deep in his heart that she had to return his feelings - she would not keep visiting unless she felt something. It was when Bella's life was put in another situation to be ended that she finally recognized her love for him, sharing their first kiss and what Jacob prays will not be their last.
But she has chosen. Has made her decision and the bed that she must now lay in. She wants Edward, were the thoughts that whispered cruelly through his mind that fateful day he abandoned La Push.
Spending weeks in solitude within Northern Canada, his old life now calls for him with new resolve. He will stop the wedding. He will make Bella see what they could have. He will have her.
With new determination, Jacob has returned to Washington, the ever faithful, ever hopeful best friend, fighting for a little bit more [/right]
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I SEE THEM ON YOUR FACE
SO THIS IS WHERE THE PROMISE BREAKS
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[/color]I SEE THEM ON YOUR FACE
SO THIS IS WHERE THE PROMISE BREAKS
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the out of character
Name: Asha
Age: 19
Contact: huh?
How you found us: JJ of course
Other characters: yes
Roleplay Sample:
You already know
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I PAID MY DUES SO DON'T BE RUDE
DON'T FIGHT, I JUST WANT YOU TONIGHT
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[/color]I PAID MY DUES SO DON'T BE RUDE
DON'T FIGHT, I JUST WANT YOU TONIGHT
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the credits
heyy kids. this app was made by LAUR ! aka, laur is shnazzy from caution 2.0.
i used lyrics by the kickass band emery, and so make sure you don't steal, kay?
i'm like on every site anyway, so i'll find out if you jack this. and if you do, i'm
going to poke you a flaming spork that's sitting over a fire roasting a marshmallow.
so dun do it. <3 i'd appreciate it if you didn't modify the template too much, i
worked hard on it. so keep the credit on, and of course, have fun filling this out,
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