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[justify][size=7pt]NAME
Jackson Heathcliff
NICKNAME(S)
Jax, Heathcliff
GENDER
Male
SEXUALITY
Bisexual
AGE
21
BIRTHDATE
July 30
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[justify][size=7pt]PERSONALITY
Jax is fueled by a hatred brought about from his past, his countenance a perpetual lock of jaw and glaring black eyes. Having never been properly raised, he has no grasp on what is right or wrong, just that he does what is beneficial for him and those he cares for. To say he is volatile is an understatement. A wrong look from someone he doesn't know can cause an aggressive reaction from the man, a threat or attack can cause a lash of physical action, his hand charged by electricity at the idea of a fight. Knowing the trouble his lust for fights can cause, he never hesitates to take the blame when it is delivered, always urging the other members to leave or hide out until they are clear of any trouble. He's protective of them, to say the least.

In the presence of the gang, he remains enigmatic the majority of the time as he keeps to the background, though he will speak up if he feels the need to. Even with his intimidating glower, there is a loving air around him when he is with them, and every once in a while that will be expressed in a smile that warms his face in the slightest and a laugh that is reminiscent of a man with no worries. The members that he cares the greatest for will get the only show of that affection anyone has ever seen from him: a grip to the back of their neck and a touch of foreheads.

While he respects the gang, Jax lives by his own rules. He comes and goes as he pleases, which has caused arguments with previous members as he will be gone for weeks at a time and will inevitably cause more arguments in the future. He does what he feels is best (or most pleasurable when he is in a more selfish state of mind), often causing even more chaos between him and either the leader or other members. Despite his knack for being a pain and drawing too much unwanted attention from those seeking a fight, Jackson lives and dies by the gang and would do whatever it took to protect everyone in it.
HOSTILITY LEVEL
100 10
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[justify][font=verdana][size=7pt]APPEARANCE
There'a s certain fire behind Jax's charcoal eyes, an animalistic glint that speaks of a cold-blooded entity wrapped in a handsome facade. Rarely ever is this warmth within those eyes, but rather a lust for chaos, for the sight of people squirming and bleeding beneath him. As per Greaser style, his dirty blond hair is often found slicked back against his head, though there are occasions when he will leave it shaggy and unkempt. When he's particularly unconcerned with his look, he will allow facial hair to sprout from his face. Standing at six feet and broadened by physical activity, he overshadows most. His body is chiseled from his work within junkyards and his love for fighting, muscles lying in wait for action under scarred tan skin.

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[justify][font=verdana][size=7pt]RELATIONSHIP
Nothing more than the occasional fling
INFATUATION
To be determined
HISTORY
Jax tends to keep away from sharing his past simply because of the distaste the memory of the mother that abandoned him and the father that killed his childhood brings about. Those who do know of it more than likely found out from those that witnessed the uncivilized boy grow into the convict that stands before them today.

Despite being a Soc through and through, Jax's mother, Lily-Anne Smith, found the Greasers to be utterly fascinating, swollen with attraction to the dark glint in their eyes and the forbidden idea of loving one. When Johnny Heathcliff took his own interest in her, she wasted not one breath rebelling against the life she knew for the freedom of the lesser people. He swallowed her whole, chaining her (without resistance on her part) to the rough life the Greaser's led. While they had only known each other for two months and both were fresh-faced eighteen year olds, they jumped into marriage (which was never legally confirmed) with minds to travel the world for the rest of their days on Johnny's motorcycle, surviving only off of the bare minimum and each other. Unfortunately, their grand scheme came to a halt when Lily became pregnant.

A year passed and the blonde girl with bright eyes lost all of her color, all of her charm and drive. She looked a decade older than nineteen, the lifestyle she chose completely erasing any trace of the Soc she had been before. Johnny, never having wanted children in the first place, became bitter as he began wasting his youth on working to his body's threshold just to blow the money on a baby he didn't care for. With the lackluster life and the resentment the two teens now held for each other, Lily decided enough was enough. She adored her son, the only light she had in her dismal life, but she longed for the life she left just over a year before. Knowing that she would just be thrown out and spat on if she returned with a son, she left Jax behind with his father. It broke her heart, but her own self-interest was enough to numb that break and the luxuries that awaited her made her forget.

Now alone with a son he felt no attachment to and a piss poor job, Johnny turned to heroin in desperation for those breathless, memorable moments of pure bliss. As his addiction grew, the money he brought home started to funnel predominantly towards getting his next hit, spending pennies on the survival of Jax. Despite this, when little Jackson was old enough to take care of himself, he cared for his father as well. Whenever he would pump that drug into his veins and float off into oblivion, Jax would slip into the room and make sure he was on his side to avoid Johnny being asphyxiated by his own vomit. It even came to the point where Jax learned to how to clean the needles, seeing as his father never would. At age ten, Johnny introduced Jax to the Devil himself, tightening an old rubber pipe around the kid's thin arm and finding the vein that would drink the poison that was heroin.

Needless to say, Johnny overdosed Jax on their fourth hit together. Too anxious for his own high, he paid no mind that he gave him a full spoon of heroin rather than the tiny amount he had before. The man at least cared enough to drop Jax on their neighbor's porch before returning to his hole to shoot himself up.

After nearly a month in the emergency room, Jax was thrown into the system and his father was incarcerated for supplying drugs to a minor and attempted manslaughter. Jax bounced from home to home, always finding a way to upset even the kindest families so he would be sent away. It wasn't until he was fourteen that he ran away from the system and found the gang. They took him under their wing, allowing him to alternate between the houses he stayed at, never grilling him on his decisions, but always looking out for him.

When he was eighteen, he was arrested for first degree murder of Linton Ainsworth, a Soc that defiled one of the gang member's younger sisters without her consent. At that point, his future looked bleak with a life sentence in prison and it seemed he would not only follow in his father's footsteps in the way that he had thrown his life away, but he would also be reunited with the man he hated so much. However, hired by an anonymous person (his mother, though he doesn't know that as he's never seen or spoken with her), the lawyer of the decade showed up to defend him. Working magic that Jax couldn't fathom, the man managed to free him from a life sentenced to rot behind bars and reduced his punishment to one-hundred hours of community service. Since walking away free, Jax has been the target of several Soc attacks, but has managed with minimal injury to himself.

FACECLAIM
Charlie Hunnam
THEME SONG
'Don't Get In My Way' - Zack Hemsey
OTHER
Open for romantic relationship (pm me if you have a plot idea for it?), best friend, friend(s) he considers brother(s)/sister(s), roommate, etc
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[justify][font=verdana][color=grey][size=7pt][color=white]SCREEN NAME
ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ
[color=white]NICKNAME(S)
North
[color=white]ACTIVITY
4/7 days
[color=white]MUSE
6-10/10[/fancypost]