Jackson E. Crane

[Jackson E. Crane]

Name: Jackson Ezekiel Crane
Nickname(s): Jack, Jackie
Age: 373
Birth Date: October 31st
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Being?: Demon, Shape-shifter
Occupation: Lord of all snacks and comfort food!





Eyes: Gray
Hair: Brown
Build: Athletic, Toned
Height: 5'11
Weight: 157lbs
Anything else?:

Play By: Paul Walker





Likes: Gay Guys, Cute Girls (Brunettes especially, booyah!), Twinkies, Coke, Smoking

Dislikes: Mosquitoes, Lack of sleep, Being yelled at, Getting stabbed over and over again and not dying, Telepaths (Damn creepy I tells ya!)

Fears: Eternity being tortured, Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...

Personality: A pretty laid back and casual guy would fit the description of Jackson E. Crane rather well most of the time. True he has patience like a damned saint, but I'm not gonna get into that, or the love he has for brunettes -or any cute girls at that- as that is another story. Interestingly enough, Jackie is rather fond of both coffee and tea, though he would never ever combine the two and would stare anyone that tries to do so to death. Though it has never worked before for him, staring people to death I mean. Oh, did I mention that Jackie rather dislikes telepaths? He finds them creepy, seriously. He did not want to have porn downloaded into his brain, thank you very much! And it was done by a girl too... He would never look at a bottle of hair conditioner the same again... Suffice to say he was a bit traumatized... Okay, a lot of traumatized... Anyways, he's not all accounted for up there if you catch my drift. Jackie does try to do the right thing though, according to his sense of rights and wrongs... which can be pretty confusing and weird sometimes. So that's not much of an assurance... Okay, I'll shut up now.





Hometown:
Mother: Hellena (Somewhere in Hell, not a place he would ever want to go to again, please and thank you!)
Father: Unknown
Siblings: None
Anyone else:

History: Destiny. It was not something that he really thought about. He had seen people come and go, destined for greatness. Some terrible, but greatness nonetheless. Jack had seen his fair share of people destined for greatness, and some that was not so great. Oh yes, he even helped some of them. Never once did Jack thought that he was destined for greatness though, always in the sidelines; watching, guiding and even did some meddling when it was deemed necessary. It was his job, so to speak. Jack rather liked his job, though it has its ups and downs from time to time. Like that one time he had to deal with a rather beautiful lass, though in the end things end up a little too claw-y for his taste. The joys of dealing with a fanged femme, it was something alright. To think it all started because of a misunderstanding she had with her girlfriend. Ah, such was the rather interesting card that life dealt.

Jack lit a cigarette, the small fire from his lighter illuminating his handsome face if only for a moment. The familiar sensation of smoke traveling through his windpipes comforted him and for a moment he closed his eyes. A rush of sensations assaulted the male as the winds blew towards him. Jack loved the feeling of the wind blowing past him, it was something that he had come to enjoy very much. The demon opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of dawn from atop one of the skyscrapers of San Francisco. It was truly a marvelous sight. It was then that Jack moved to the edge of the rooftop and promptly sat down on the very edge, not even fearing about falling. A smile then crossed his expression, it was truly a wonderful scene that he was seeing.

Roleplay Sample:

When the door to her room opened, the wizard was not expecting the placed filled with boxes and suitcases. Ezekiel just raised an eyebrow at that, figuring that she enjoyed doing it without magic. It was the same for him actually, packing things away without the use of magic. It had surprised how many little trinkets and things that he had not remembered about he found when he was moving. It brought about many memories of his youth, some good, some bad and some even bittersweet. The wizard digressed though and focused on the task at hand.

Ezekiel placed aside his guitar case and moved past the curly haired witch and stood in front of the marvelous collections of books that were lined on her book case. The black haired wizard chuckled, she really must love her books. He found that cute. The man shook his head and brushed aside the thought as he caressed the spine of a book that had caught his attention before he plucked it out of its resting place. Ezekiel flipped the pages of the book with practiced eased, skimming the contents that was inside. It would have been an interesting read, had he the time to do such things thought the man before he closed the book and moved beside Hermione, wondering where he should place them. Perhaps in a box somewhere?

”Mione, a question,” started the black haired wizard. ”Where should I pack these books of yours?” he asked. ”Also, this is a nice collection that you have here, wish I could have borrowed some of these from you.” He truly did wanted to borrow some, but alas she was busy and he did not want to bother with trivial stuff like borrowing a book at that moment. Maybe at another time, if fate were to chance another meeting between them.

Name/Alias: Zee
Age:
Roleplay Experience: Some years
Where did you find us?: From one of the admins
Do you have any other characters?: Nope
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