Post by Jay Davies on Dec 9, 2008 16:21:36 GMT -5
Jacoby [Jay] Davies
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"this is what the birth certificate says. the basics, of course."
FULL NAME. Jacoby Davies
NICKNAMES.Jay
AGE.19
DATE OF BIRTH.21/9/89
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.Bi-sexual
MEMBER GROUP.As i'm changing all my stuff can i be a rocker now instead please?
CANON OR ORIGNAL.Original
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"i'm sexy, i'm cute. the appearance is everything."
HEIGHT.6 ft 2
WEIGHT.130lbs
BODY TYPE.Thin
HAIR COLOR.Varies...currently black
EYE COLOR.Grey
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.Tattoos on wrists. Snakebit lip piercing. Stretched left ear. Scaffold/industrial piercing in left ear.
PLAY BY.Sonny Moore
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"some say it's what's on the inside, counts."
LIKES.
Hugs
Skinny jeans
Nail polish
Eye liner
Not conforming
Sex
Cannabis
Music
Singing
Fights
Alcohol
Smoking
Being hyper
Acting
playing guitar
Making friends
DISLIKES.
Authority figures
People who think they've seen it all
Judgemental people
Jocks
Spicy food
Fattening foods
Shy people
Situations containing a lack of cigarrettes.
Not having a guitar pick
People telling him to be quiet.
STRENGTHS.
Music-Singing, guitar, and piano
Comforting people
Fighting
Smart
Having great hair
covering up his problems
WEAKNESSES.
A pretty girl
Self- Harming
Alcohol
Keeping problems to himself
Bottling emotions
HABITS/QUIRKS.
Smoking
Spending ages getting his hair right.
Brushing it out of his eyes
Twirling his lip rings about
FEARS.
Love
injections
SECRETS.
Bullemia
Self harming
FULL PERSONALITY.
Although because of the way he looks and dresses, many people expect him to be anti social, Jay is actually a nice guy. He loves chatting and getting to know people. He gets along with most people and would do almost anything for his friends. The only things he keeps from them is his family life.[/color][/font]
However there's another side to Jay's personality. Despite being thin and light, he loves to fight. He's quick and so can hold his own. People expect him to be quiet, and take abuse that comes his way, but he loves nothing more than a scrap. If you get on the wrong side of his friends, you're on the wrong side of Jay as well.
"history starts now, or when i was born."
PARENTS. Robert Davies (deceased) 31 (when killed) Soldier
Sandra Davies 36 stay at home mum
SIBLINGS. Rachael Hunter(half sister) 3 months old...Jay's never met her
BIRTHPLACE. Gloucester, England
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS. None
CHILDREN. No
PETS. His dog, Indie
FULL HISTORY.
Jay had a very inconsistent childhood. His dad was in the army and so was often away for long periods. Jay looked it when he was at home, for Robert Davies was a wonderful loving father. His mother two, sandra, was a good mum, when Robert was home. Then after about a month, everytime Jay's dad went off, his mum started behaving oddly. She'd start being secretive, always telling Jay to go to his friend's houses', and to stay out of the house. She was having an affiar, although Jay was too young to realise this.
Then, when Jay was 13, the letter came. The one everyone with a soldier in the family dreads. We regret to inform you that your husband... Jay couldn't, wouldn't belive it, but his dad was gone, for good this time. His mother started drinking, and Jay just retreated inside himself. He began slashing his arms, legs,anywhere that didn't akready have cuts ofver it. Then the man started coming over. t was the one Jay's mother used to see. Jay was 15 when his mother and her lover became open about it. Jay couldn't believe it, it was an insult to his dad's memory.
Life took a turn for the worse for Jay. His mum's new boyfriend hit him and always told him he should just leave, and that they'd be better off without him. He always called Jay fat, leading to bullemia. When he turned 19, his mother used most of the Robert's life insurance money to send Jay off to Kensington uni...the rest she used to take her and her new man off somewhere nice...they didn't come back. So now Jay is all alone...he's decided it's better to act all cheerful and nice...people ask less questions atht way.
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"it's time to meet the puppeteer."
YOUR NAME. LJ
YOUR AGE. 15
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE. About 3 now
CONTACT INFO. pm is okay.
SECRET PHRASE. FOUND
MEMBER TITLE. max. 5 words
ANYTHING ELSE.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.Jay strode down the street deep in thought. It wasn't about anything in particular, he was taking pleasure in letting his mind wander, thinking about girls, boys and life for him in general. It was generally going pretty well, although his hair was getting some attention.
Jay had on a pair of bright red converse, a pair of black skinny jeans, the ones with the skeleton hands on the ass- Criminal damage of course, no fakes for him- an avenged sevonfold T-shirt, with wristbands covering his wrists, and all the scars and cuts on them. The one thing the T-shiort didn't cover, and the jeans didn't help, was how thin Jay was. Everyone could see it; everyone but Jay that is. His head was murder; up all last night drinking wit hTaylor and the rest of the band. Vodka fucking shots.
He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a packet of marlboro. Putting one in his mouth, he put the pack back, simultanously pulling out a lighter. He flicked the wheel, sneding up a shower of sparks and the flame. Keeping it well away from his hairsprayy encased hair he lit up and inhaled deeply, sliiping the lighter away. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and suddenly wondered why he was there. He wasn't sure. He decided to find something to drink. Suddenly he remembered! Jarren! Last night he'd come up to them, just as Jay wwas ttying to do a drunken handstand, and he'd told them he was leaving. "Bastard." Jay muttered under his breath.
About four minutes later, he spotted the one world cafe, and decided to have a peek in there. His fag wasn't quite done, so he leaned up agianst the window in the most 'i-don't-care-pose' he could muster, one foot raised behind him, pressing agianst the glass. He wondered if anyone inside was even throwing a glance his way.
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this application template was made by abi, also known as
buildings and mountains. on CAUTION! the lyrics for the
dividers are from the lovely song bruises by jack's mannequin.
[/color][/font][/center]buildings and mountains. on CAUTION! the lyrics for the
dividers are from the lovely song bruises by jack's mannequin.
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