Apologies if this is shite ;P
Jack Damon Thule
Broken soldier
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Personal Information
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Current Name : Jack Damon Thule {Nickname yet to be given by others}
Jack ; This word, during the middle ages, became commonly translated to the modern day word to "Man"
Damon ; Greek for "Gentle", this name was given to Jack by his mother, whom had a brother of the same name
Thule ; The Family name, Thule has always been used in his family for as far as history remembers, and roughly translates to "Borders of the known World".
Age : Eighteen Years of Age
Gender : Male
Race : Not Available / Human
Nationality : British
Sexuality : Heterosexual
Relationship/Crush : Non existent as of yet ; Open
Date of Birth : 14'th of January ; 1998 Undecided {Assuming this takes place in the Modern Age}
Place of Birth : Cardiff ; Wales
Affiliation : Not applicable
Previous Name {First Life ; Role} : Theron Yaargvast ; Golden-Knight {Fire}
Theron ; Greek for Hunter, given to him by his Father, who wished for Theron to grow up into a strong warrior
Yaargvast ; His family name, stood for “Son of Yargvor” the name of one of his ancestors
Previous Name {Second Life} : Charlie Sterling ; Red Team Leader
Charlie ; From old English for "Ceorl", this term now translates as "Man" in modern day English.
Sterling ; His family name, Sterling has the meaning of "Being Pure" or "Of a High Quality"
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Appearance
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{{ With Facial Hair ; Previous lives }}
Weight : Seventy-Four Kilograms { 74kg }
Height : Six foot one {6'1”}
Eye colour : It's easy to notice that Jack possesses eyes of a brown colour
Skin Tone : Plain
Distinguishing marks : None that are visible
Hair Colour : A dark brown
Hair Style : Although it is not short cut, his hair is not very long, often styled to be gelled, though not excessively so.
Facial Hair : Jack does not possess facial hair, though he did in his previous
Voice : Jack speaks with a stern voice, ensuring that when he says something, those around him pay some sort of respect to him and listen. He possesses a Welsh accent.
Physical Disabilities : None to speak of
Posture : Jack is often rigid in his stance, standing tall over those around him and, although not trying, is often imposing on those around him.
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Personality, Traits and Skills
{If you want a true roleplaying experience, ignore this section and discover it for yourself}
The problem is, once a player knows of another character's history, they never go to the effort of finding it out through roleplay, what's the point? They already know. So it's best to discover it for yourself. Same with strengths, weaknesses and all of that lovely jazz, hence it's hidden away in spoilers.}
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Jack, in his current life and his previous ones, has always been a stern figure and a stickler for the rules. He prefers to follow things as the rules and traditions allow, as it ensures a certain reassurance that things can only go so badly because mere protocol sets it in the correct path again. Clearly, this has not always been the case. As Jack becomes more relaxed around people, his stern outside disspiates into something that is much more caring for those around him, something that only close friends often get to see. Even if he does not show it though, he cares for those he has some form of responsibility over, perhaps an unknown side effect for the consequences of his leadership of Red Team. As he begins to remember more and more of the events, he shall slowly become more and more fragile and self destructive in his path of regret and vengence.
Sense of humour : Jack possesses a sarcastic humour, always making snide comments about things that perhaps should not be joked about
Regrets : None that he can remember ; The end to his Second life and the lives of his team
Accomplishments : None to speak of as of yet
Interests : Jack does not outwardly speak of his interests very often, opting to keep them close to his chest. He does, however, enjoy things such as reading and learning history, particularly around weapons and military history.
Fears :
Losing those around him ; Jack has the fear of losing those around him, afraid that those he becomes close with will eventually leave him, either by choice or through their deaths.
Firearms ; From an early age, Jack has been fascinated with weaponry and the Military, doing as much as he can to learn about it.
Flying ; Jack possesses a fear of planes and helicopters, although it is not severe enough to call a phobia.
Likes :
Tea ; {Holds the Stereotypical British comments ;P} Jack enjoys tea, especially black tea.
Action ; Jack is a thrill seeker, he will do what he can to get a thrill, though this will not make him put his life, and other lives, in danger
Bluntness ; From a young age, Jack has been blunt in the way he approaches things, saying what needs to be said. He appreciates this in others.
Dislikes :
Superiority ; He possesses a dislike of anyone who sees themselves as superior to others, no matter the reason behind the belief.
Pacifism ; Jack dislikes those who will not stand up and fight for what they believe in, seeing such people as weak willed.
Smoking ; If something needs to be done, then someone should get up and do it. Jack hates having to sit around and wait for approval.
Strengths :
Confident ; Jack had a large amount of confidence in his decisions, sure that he knows what to do and when, and thus knows to stick to what he says, and rarely changes his mind about something.
Understanding ; Jack had always strived to understand those around him, even in his previous lives he attempted to learn about those who followed him, and thus spent his time understanding them and making decisions with them in mind.
Perceptive ; Jack had always tried to be perceptive of those around him, sure that if he knew everything that was going to happen, he would be able to plan for anything to go wrong.
Weaknesses :
Constant Nightmares ; Jack is incredibly inconsistent with sleeping as he constantly suffers nightmares.
Impatience ; He has been known to be impatient at times, although he has never allowed this to impact his decisions in life where he can help it.
Distant ; It would not be unfair to suggest that Jack is distant from most of those around him
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Notable Personal History
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I enjoy keeping events in my character's lives secret until they reveal it in character. However, If you would prefer me to give a description of it, I would be happy to do so. The problem is, once a player knows of another character's history, they never go to the effort of finding it out through roleplay, what's the point? They already know. So it's best to discover it for yourself. Same with strengths, weaknesses and all of that lovely jazz, hence it's hidden away. I will, however, put stuff people may remember from past lives here
Second life
Command seemed to fit Charlie Sterling like a glove, he knew his team, he knew the task they had been set and he understood what was at stake if everything went wrong. He had been training for as long as he could, he knew his way around a gun and he knew everything he needed to know. He even had plans if anything went wrong.
It didn't help.
It didn't help all of his friends, allies, those who trusted him...
It didn't help when he watched them die.
The first thing that he remembers of the night was flames, the blistering heat of flickering fire as it lapped at his face. The next few moments were chaotic, screams of terror as everyone abandoned the plane, taking their chances falling to the ground, deploying their parachutes and hoping they'd hit the ground slow enough to not die. They'd been dropped into the hornets nest, all around them there were horrific sights, creatures of nightmares and horrors of the darkest kind. One by one the people who he had come to trust, the people he had come to respect, slowly fell around him.
Over the next few hours he moved the survivors through what he could, trying to keep their hearts beating and head upon their shoulders. His spirit finally broke when he witnessed the death of Arilya, his second in command and trusted friend. His team had trusted him, they had followed him at their darkest hour, and what had he done? He had lead them to their deaths. His motivation to keep fighting finally broke, and but a few minutes later he succumbed to the tearing claws of the beasts, and then everything faded to darkness.
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Other Information
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