Post by Jasper Holloway on Oct 18, 2015 19:13:16 GMT
Jasper Michael Holloway
FACE CLAIM: Chris Hemsworth
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AGE: 29
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
GROUP: The Bast
POSITION: New Squad leaderLOOK INTO THE MIRROR...
what do you see?
HEIGHT: 6'3
HAIR COLOR: Dirty blonde
EYE COLOR: Blue
MISC: Jasper is always known for being well dressed. When roaming about, he's in the sharpest attire that is afforded to him in the time. He has a large back piece tattoo that depict various seasons of his life, very dark in coloring.LISTEN TO YOUR VOICE...
what does it say?
PERSONALITY: Mr. Holloway is through and through, a ladies man. In the old days, he is what would be known as a playboy. When he can, he loves to throw extravagant get togethers, all involving drinking and what drugs can be available. His biting sarcasm knows no bounds, he is quick witted, and is often referred to as an ass. But, at the end of the day, he is a good man. He will always try to do what is right and when he hurts someone with his words, he'll take all measures he can to correct them. It is his job to protect the people that are left in the world.
SECRET(S): When he was a child, he had strange vivid dreams of being a thunder god. Now, as an adult, he will stand in the middle of the scorched land, praying for rain. His bigger secret, one he has never told anyone, was that his main goal in life to assure he didn't end up completely alone.WE ALL HAVE A STORY...
what's yours?
WORTHY MENTIONS: He has one brother, slightly younger than he. He never knew where he went off to after they had an argument one day.
HISTORY: Jasper Holloway had been born and raised into the Bast life. His father had long been a member of the militia. Every since he was a boy, his father had taught him how to use anything that could possibly be used as a weapon. His father raised both he and his brother to be as deadly as they could be. He knew how to kill a man with his bare hands by the age of thirteen. Not that he ever used that skill. They had lived in the Mexican settlements before he was born, his mother and father having escaped there before he was ever conceived.
He and his brother had always been very close, at one point they had been the very best of friends. They went on every adventure two young men could have. They often traveled into the mountains just for a change of scenery. His brother shared his fascination for rain, even though it was something that didn't really happen after the fall of humanity. They spent hours upon hours bonding with one another, getting as close as they could. There was no one in this world that Jasper trusted more than his brother. Even to this day, if he knew where he was, Jasper is certain that his brother would have his back til the end.
He and his brother separated on one of their trips into the mountains, before either one of them had made a life decision on where to go now that they were adults. He wanted desperately for his brother to join him in the Bast, but for some reason his brother wasn't having it. They had just made it to the edge of the mountains, when his brother went his own way. Jasper had waited for three days, but his dear brother didn't return to come home with him. Neither of his parents had been surprised. But, he felt a longing in his heart to have his best friend back with him. Months went by, and when he still hadn't returned, Jasper had given up hope that he would. His brother was the prideful sort, as was he. He joined the Bast and in just a few short years worked his way up to squad leader of his own little troop of men. He was proud of his accomplishments, but still misses his brother dearly.BEHIND THE MASK...
who are you really?
SAMPLE: (I just stole this from Alice's bio)
I just need to get him to bash his skull into this wall. He's hard headed, but that would put anyone out. Alice was quickly calculating a way to get this bumbling neanderthal to do what she wanted him to do in order to win this fight. She was smart, and fast, but his strength well exceeded her own. She frowned, glancing around. There was surely a way.... The wall was directly behind her, but there was nothing between the two of them that she could use to trip him.
The idea hit her like a nine ton hammer, and she gave him a coy smile. She let down her hair from its loose tie, and slowly, seductively walked toward him. The look of confusion on his face alone almost made her laugh. Instead she gave quite giggle. "I must say," she began, inching toward him over ever so slowly "I am impressed with you. You've bested me by far. What do you say we celebrate," She placed her hands on his massive chest, trying not to gag at the smell of his breath "right over in that building?"
The pleased smile that crossed his face was enough to make her want to roll her eyes. Was he sincerely that dense? Instead, she smiled back, grabbing one of his massive hands and lead him towards the wall. As soon as they were close enough, she whipped around and kneed him in the groin. As he doubled over in pain, she grabbed a fistful of his matted hair and beat his face into the side of the building, once to knock him out, twice for good measure. She turned to the young man that she had been fighting for, smiled sweetly and helped him up.
USERNAME: Errybody can call me Alice
AGE GROUP: Almost 23
EXPERIENCE: Awhile.
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? I was already here.
