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| Jake Orange | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 8 2013, 06:52 PM (95 Views) | |
| aristeia | Apr 8 2013, 06:52 PM Post #1 |
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Rebel
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Name: Jake Orange Age: 33 Gender: Male Faction: Civilian Appearance: Jake’s tired face is crossed with worry lines, weather beaten with the stains of hard living, beyond his years. His teeth are stained yellow from a smoking habit picked up in his youth. His lips are chapped and dry, a result of a nervous habit of licking them. His nose is crooked from a fight with some perp, he can hardly remember. He rarely smiles despite his mouth slanting slightly upwards, given a mocking impression of a smile. His thick eyebrows and the hat, pulled down his head, largely disguise his mood. He was an imposing figure in his twenties at 6”2 and muscular. Now the strains of his job and injuries mean he is slightly going to seed. The keen stare of his blue eyes has dulled over the years and they now almost appear grey. His black hair is going grey at the temples and slicked back, though largely hidden by his hat. He wears a long trench coat, the collar pulled up over his neck. His hat has a golden brim and is pulled down over one eye. He likes to keep a cigar box with a single cigar and a match in his top right pocket. Biography: Jake’s father was a police officer in New York, where Jake was born. Jake was greatly inspired by his dad from whom he learnt his own moral code. His mother was more flexible trying to teach him that morality was circumstantial and rather than a strict code he should treat each situation on its own merits. From a young age he was known for having a very strict moral code and putting strict and often unrealistic expectations on them. This meant he was often arguing with others when these standards were not met. As such he was often a sad and isolated figure. When he got older the idealistic picture of his father began to crumble. A landmark moment of his life was when his father died. His absolute definitive code of right and wrong became more complex than simply good and evil. Furthermore it destroyed the idealistic idea, which his parents’ had always taught him, of good and evil with the police and state upholding the law and good. His suspicion initially started as the details surrounding the death started to emerge and the story, as he was told, began to crumble. One other feature Jake inherited from his father was an inquisitive nature; he hates not knowing the whole story behind something once it has attracted his attention. The more Jake dug the less he liked what he was finding out. A part of him wanted to forget the whole incident and just keep the idealistic picture from his childhood. The incident effectively broke Jake, especially when he found his father had been a dirty cop. Unable to face this fact he left New York at the age of 18. He became jaded and cynical leaving New York with scarcely a word to his grieving mother nor a look back. He came to believe that beneath the surface of respectability there was a corruption caused by power and fame. He saw it as an inevitability that everyone was self interested and would stab you in the back at the first opportunity for the slightest personal gain. This paranoia affected his choice of relocation. He saw an advert for an apartment in Riverside, it portrayed the classic leafy suburbs and urban idealism. He believed this town was far enough away to start afresh. He lived in Riverside working as a PI, as he was unwilling to join the police due to the painful memories this would bring up. Starting small he began to build up a reputation. Jake lived very modestly and a combination of money he had left over and his work gave him enough money to live on in a modest 1 room apartment. His misanthropic paranoia meant he didn’t make friends only acquaintances from whom he could gain information. He believed anyone he allowed to get close to him would just betray him. When Jake found out about the Riverside incident his reaction was to comment that it was typical of the government and human hubris to try and play god and the result was inevitable. He then went back to reading his newspaper. The incident did intrigue him however and he wanted to get to the bottom of it, especially after being hired to look into the early disappearances. Jake had always trusted his detective ‘hunches’ but after the incident he found they were much more profound. He treats all of the factions within Riverside with equal contempt whilst seeing himself as the sole voice of reason and law in the corrupted streets. He is conflicted about the virus itself as on the one hand he sees it as the literal manifestation of the corruption and influence of power. However he realises that he too is affected, this has lead to a level of self disgust as well as an acceptance that no one is safe from the overarching corruption. Jake is fiercely independent, as well as paranoid, his calling card includes his personal symbol a white knight on a black background. The details of the horse are picked out in black and its eyes are painted in red using a biro. He hates the military as the oppressive figurehead with a stranglehold over the city. He considers the rebels to be the inevitable result of this. They are channelling the inbuilt nature of man to rebel against anyone who takes their perceived rights or tells them what to do. As far as he is concerned the gangs show that one man’s tragedy is another man’s success, they are vultures feasting on the corpse of Riverside and the civilians are sheep just waiting to be told what to do. He finds them too scared to act and yet angered by their impotence until they are drawn into the skeletal grasp of another faction because ultimately the human brain cannot take the idea that they are the not the most important figure in the world. Powers: Jake has the power to tell if someone has lied to him. This power needs to be turned on to work it is not a passive power. Whilst on it drains his energy and will cause him to faint or burst a blood vessel, if concentrating too hard, when on for too long. He does not know which specific statement was the lie, nor what the truth is, but gets a strong hunch when he is being lied to. Belongings: Cigar box with one cigar (though he has a backup supply) a box of matches with his symbol on them, calling cards. |
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| MK Kilmarnock | Apr 8 2013, 07:20 PM Post #2 |
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I am your god now! There's sand on my boots!
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APPROVED. Jake's posts must all be in the noir style, however.
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