Hunter, Jones Jacob

[Jones Jacob Hunter]

IN CHARACTER


NAME: Jones Jacob Hunter
NICKNAMES: JJ or Jonesy
AGE: 34
SEXUALITY: Straight
FACE CLAIM / CELEBRITY: Sam Worthington
OCCUPATION: Guardian
ALLEGIANCE: Light, Dark, Neutral, or to Self. Light
CITIZENSHIP: Newcomer or Native to Westborough? Newcomer
SPECIES: Human, Witch, Ghost, Vampire, Werewolf, Demon. Werewolf
ABILITIES: Describe the extent of your character's abilities here with their strengths and their limitations.  Like all werewolves, JJ has strength, speed, and stealth.  His ability to transform is one that quickly takes place, however, it is very painful to go through and even bare witness.  He has a strong connection to everyone in the St. Rose family, but more so to Dara whom he has sworn to protect.  He gets very jealous easily and sometimes cannot control his temper which usually gets as grave as a loud voice. 

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME / ALIAS: Bella
HOW DID YOU FIND US? RPG-Directory

ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE
JJ hates the tickles in his shoulder blades when he is in wolf form.  At least in human form its easier to take care of either by door frame or asking someone.  He couldn't ask his brother, Jericho was tucked out next to him in the backseat of Libby's SUV.  He wouldn't be much help anyway. His little wolf snores, annoying in this situation.  JJ sat up and ungraciously tried to scratch his mane only to productively acquire soft laughs from Libby.  He could see she was looking at him through  the rear view mirror.   She reached one free hand back and he obliged quickly, allowing her to scratch out his torture.  It felt so good he almost started thumping his leg...almost.  Satisfied he went to sit back down but managed to check his sleeping Dara.  He could tell she was sleeping soundlessly and he did not pick up on any problems he could sense with her emotions.  He took his time laying back down on the back passenger seat he shared with his brother.  The little  grey wolf always was able to sleep through anything.  Sometimes he worried Jericho would sleep through a situation where he would gravely be needed, thank god it hadn't happened yet.  Still, being the older brother that he was, the big black alpha,  he felt no shame or guilt for stretching out and kicking his brother, disturbing his precious snores.  He heard a soft giggle from Libby again and rested his head on the window seal.   He closed his eyes knowing that he could sense danger should it come creeping up to them.  The intensity of getting to Westborough was high enough and any surprises now would gravely disrupt the triumph they all had mastered from the last three year hardships.   Behind closed eyes he pained everything that happened until he tasted the rain in his mouth.  Looks like this was going to be a good storm ahead, he thought, better to take care of needs now then later.  Softly growling to gain Libby's attention he gained Dara's gaze instead.  

[Ethan "Ian" Matthew]

accepted.