Post by Jacob Lawson on Jul 14, 2015 0:01:38 GMT -5
Full Name: Jacob Drew Lawson
Nickname/Alias: Jake
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Six Years Old | 05 - 11 - 1989
Race: Human
Occupation: Geriatric Nurse
Species Group: Psychic
Play-By: Sean Altemose
Abilities
Dream Manifestation - Anything Jacob dreams comes to life around him. Meaning if he dreamed of say a wolf, the wolf would appear somewhere around him. The creations can appear in close proximity or somewhat a little farther away.
Empath - Jacob is able to feel other's emotions, though he's still working on this ability.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Working Out - Jacob loves to work out, visiting the gym often.
❤ Children and the Elderly - He has a soft spot for children and older people, liking to help them and spend time with them.
❤ Eating Healthy - Jacob is somewhat of a health nut, very choosy with what he eats.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Horror Movies - Not only does he think they are stupid, his nightmares and real life are scary enough. He hates horror flicks.
✗ Cheaters - He does not like people who cheat, though he would never be forward enough to confront someone about it.
✗ Being A Freak - Jacob hates having abilities and not being normal.
✗ Anyone Calling Him Jake - Anyone other than Wes calling him 'Jake'.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Drowning - Jacob has a fear of swimming in deep water due to the fact that he almost drowned to death as a kid. Ever since then he's had a fear of the water.
☬ The Dark - After the things he has dreamed, he fears having the lights off. Something about the dark makes him uncomfortable and afraid.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To Control His Abilities
Personality:
Jacob is a pretty nice guy, but he's very shy. He doesn't like to confront people and he's never the one to put himself out there or introduce himself first. He keeps to himself and avoids altercations anyway possible. He's the type of guy to see people for them and he doesn't care much about appearances. He is very good at seeing past someone's physical appearances and seeing into their soul. He's very caring for other's well beings and is very nurturing, especially when it comes to the elderly or adolescents. He has a lot of patience which is a good thing when it comes to his work.
When the man talks people have to listen closely, speaking in a very low and soft voice. It's also because of this that people seem to want to walk all over him or they could find him very sweet and gentle, wanting to open up to him about things they are dealing with. Jacob loses things all the time and forgets things a lot too if his attention is grasped by something else.
Traits
✧ Nurturing
✧ Caring
✧ Patient
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Shy
✦ Soft Spoken
✦ Absentminded
[/ul]
Parents: Frank Lawson (Father), Marjorie Lawson (Mother)
Siblings: Wes Lawson
Other Family: N/A
Important Others: Riley Thompson, Marissa
History:
Jacob was the second born into the Lawson royal psychic family. Growing up Jacob immediately seemed to be different from the other children, keeping to himself and usually choosing to play with his imaginary friend or color on his own, than play with other children. When he was about six years old Jacob's ability manifested while he was asleep. It was a nightmare, a huge storm taking place while a huge giant Dumbo elephant that looked all demonic chased him. Because of this dream, in the waking world the storm blew the windows in the house, raining hard and lightning striking all around. The ground shook as the giant Dumbo took steps towards the house, close to crushing it when the Lawson parents woke up their child. In fear they took their sons and left for a while to another family members where they spoke to them about what happened... They knew it was due to Jacob's power, a scary immense power that the family was afraid of because no one had ever learned how to control it and the power either hurt the others around them or killed the wielder. They decided to have a witch cast a spell on Jacob to contain his power so that when he dreamed, things would not manifest around him.
At the same age of six Jacob had a near death experience. He and his brother were jumping off a dock into a lake and one of the times Jacob managed to get entangled in an big old fishing net that was hooked on some rocks and he couldn't get free. Jacob lost consciousness but thanks to his older brother, he was saved and his mother performed CPR, luckily managing to save the little boy's life. Jacob started to get very close to his mother, being the very definition of a mama's boy. He would stay at home with his mom and help her cook or clean up the house while his brother would go off on long bike rides. One time when he came back from a bike ride, he had a kid with him who called himself RJ. He was actually really nice, unlike most of Wes' friends who found Jacob annoying and tried to ditch him when he tried to be with the older kids. RJ ended up actually living right next door and Jacob liked to hang around with him and his brother. When Jacob was twelve they all met Marissa, who was around the older boy's age.
Marissa and RJ ended up beginning to date and made Wes seem like a third wheel without Jacob around. After high school Jacob went into college and eventually started working as a nurse, taking care of the elderly. When Marissa cheated on RJ, Jacob's heart ached for his friend and he was there to help him through it, even letting him come stay with he and Wes. It was sometime there that Jacob starting to care a lot more for RJ, his feelings being a bit questionable and he found himself wondering why he was like this. Jacob never thought about a guy like that before, but he had feelings for him. He kept it a secret though, not wanting to make things weird between the group.
The spell that was placed on Jacob to restrain his powers broke and things began to come to life around him again while he dreamed. He started to take some medication that RJ was on due to his PTSD from the war; Prazosin. When the group would hang around Marissa he couldn't help but feel somewhat ill towards her for cheating on RJ and breaking his heart. He could literally feel the ache due to his emphatic psychic ability. He never said anything about it though and kept how he felt to himself, just like his feelings for RJ. The four would go to a party one night and that's when their worlds would be shaken. A crazy killer attacked and killed people, one of them actually being Marissa herself. The other three took to the road, on the run from this psychic serial killer who wanted Jacob's power and he was stopping at nothing to get it... Let the chase begin.
Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: I Created The Site
Experience: Lotz
Other Characters: Amitiel, Chris Anderson, Jeff Atherton, @rayne, @malachi, Seth Baldwin, Nova Bennette, Lily Bishop, Joel Crawford, Emily Clark, Darren Covington, @jaxon, Eric Gilbertson, Sawyer Grant, Tyson Grant, Austin Jacobs, Matthew Jacobs, Scotty Jacobs, Stephanie Khang, Zane Lancaster, Isaiah MacIntyre, Mammon, Lorilee McKinley, Aspen Meadows, Heaven Michaels, Tristan Michaels, Ryker Nixon, @hunter, Lizzie Shields, Ethan Sullivan, Jake Sullivan, Luke Sullivan, @declan, @tommy, Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Jr, Cody Wolfe, @caspian. Samson Zimmerman, Mason Parker, Izzy Anderson, Hope Anderson, @dante, Axel Meadows, Beezlebub, Wyatt Clark, Hudson Cooper, @evan, @zadkiel, Piper Wright, Shawn Miller, Aiden Watson, @suriel, Drake Crawford, Eligos, @lucien, Riley Thompson
RP Sample:
Dean watched as the young blonde suddenly stood up and held out her hand. She was leaving? Dean couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment. Little did he know the blonde thought Dean was trying to get rid of her even though that was not his intentions. He also stood and took her hand shaking it lightly but firmly, the electrical shock he felt earlier not as strong as the first time. When she leaned over and kissed his cheek it took him a little off guard. Her warm yet moist lips sent a feeling much stronger then the electrical shocks he felt earlier every time they made slight contact. What was it about this girl?.... It was something very different, he felt an almost... pull to her like she was a magnet and he was just a fine piece of metal. Again, his mind blamed it on the fact that he was in Purgatory for a year and this was really the first time he had been with a girl alone in quite sometime.
Dean took her phone and put the number in, all the while realizing that she would probably never call. He knew better then anyone that you don't give the person your number you get theirs. He handed her the phone and their fingers brushed against each other. She put the phone back in her bag.
"Thank you again,"
As she looked at him, their eyes met once again, gazing into one another's for a split moment before a small sigh escaped her lips. Before Dean could ask what was wrong a knock and a small voice came from outside the door.
"Housekeeping!"
Dean immediately furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was housekeeping coming around at this time? It wasn't right, and Dean knew it. He had been living in motels forever, it wasn't time for this. Not only that, but Dean had specifically asked to keep housekeeping away until after he was done with the room, just something he started doing just in case he planned on staying a while. Dean went to grab Bethany's arm as she turned to open the door but wasn't quick enough.
"Wait, don't- - "
Beth opened the door and there stood a rather small middle aged woman with with black hair pulled into a pony-tail and a light blue cleaning uniform. Dean's eyebrows stayed furrowed as he looked at the woman but her words sent a shier down his spine and blood pumping his heart even faster.
"Hello, Bethany,"
The woman's eyes turned coal black and her cold, devilish half-smile sent another shiver down Dean's spine when suddenly Beth was sent flying into the wall. The demon sped in, the door slamming behind her. It was if she didn't notice Dean, that she didn't even care that he was standing there as her glare stayed hooked on Bethany who was now being pinned to the wall with telekinesis. As she was being held there a coat hook stabbed through the poor girl's left shoulder.
Dean's index finger on his right hand twitched as he stood there for a second. Before long the Winchester was moving and pulling out a canteen of holy water from under his pillow. Thankfully back when he got the credit cards Dean also got the basics, salt, holy water, borax, the works. He quickly spun around a toss a bit at the demon, making her grab at her face and scream as she steamed. Thanks to the sudden pain, the demon's hold on Bethany was gone and she fell to the floor. Dean quickly sprinkled more on the demon and moved in front of the door.
The woman stood there, her hands covering her face as she was bent over and looking down. She slowly lifted her head and pulled her hands away. Her eyes going wide and the pitch black being even more visible.
"Dean Winchester?!"
The demon shrieked and as she went to quickly leave the body Dean kicked with full force and she was pushed back, falling on a rug set up at the foot of the bed. She looked up quickly at the ceiling seeing nothing and frowned, trying to leave again but when she couldn't her eyes shot to Dean. Dean walked over slowly and smirked, lifting up the corner of the rug revealing a devils trap. He spoke in a low and cocky tone.
"Got you, bitch."
The demon squinted her eyes and tilted her head as Dean got up and rushed over to Beth.
"You..... I heard you were gone, everyone did. How are you here?"
Dean ignored the demon and squatted to Bethany's side, his eyes full of concern. He looked at her and upon seeing her injury he quickly wrapped his arm around her and helped her up.
"Don't worry... You'll be okay... I'll fix you up."
Dean walked her over to the bed and sat her down, ways away from the demon. After looking at her wound again, he looked into her eyes.
"Hang in there..."
Dean turned around and walked up to the demon, standing right outside of the devil's trap.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He nodded back at Beth. "What do you want from her?"
"Not going to make me talk, Winchester." The demon shook her head and smirked.
"Yeah?" Dean raised his eyebrows as he splashed more water in her face causing her to hiss. "Sure about that?"
The demon decided not to respond and Dean's anger and disgust took over.
"Fine. " Dean looked down at her, his glare latched onto her and not going anywhere. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
They'll love to know you are back!" The demon growled at Dean, causing him to pause a moment. "Yeah, well tell them I sent you." Dean paused again with a slight smirk and then he finished the exorcism. "Ergo, draco maledicte. Excclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
A cloud of black smoke came spewing violently from the woman's mouth and when down through the floor. Dean took a breath and quickly turned around to see Beth. He swallowed and walked quickly back over to Beth, sitting on the bed next to her.
"I..... should patch you up now."
The body of the woman laid there, not moving as she was gone. Dean reached over to the nightstand, bending over Beth slightly and pulling open the drawer revealing some medical equipment.
Dean took her phone and put the number in, all the while realizing that she would probably never call. He knew better then anyone that you don't give the person your number you get theirs. He handed her the phone and their fingers brushed against each other. She put the phone back in her bag.
"Thank you again,"
As she looked at him, their eyes met once again, gazing into one another's for a split moment before a small sigh escaped her lips. Before Dean could ask what was wrong a knock and a small voice came from outside the door.
"Housekeeping!"
Dean immediately furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was housekeeping coming around at this time? It wasn't right, and Dean knew it. He had been living in motels forever, it wasn't time for this. Not only that, but Dean had specifically asked to keep housekeeping away until after he was done with the room, just something he started doing just in case he planned on staying a while. Dean went to grab Bethany's arm as she turned to open the door but wasn't quick enough.
"Wait, don't- - "
Beth opened the door and there stood a rather small middle aged woman with with black hair pulled into a pony-tail and a light blue cleaning uniform. Dean's eyebrows stayed furrowed as he looked at the woman but her words sent a shier down his spine and blood pumping his heart even faster.
"Hello, Bethany,"
The woman's eyes turned coal black and her cold, devilish half-smile sent another shiver down Dean's spine when suddenly Beth was sent flying into the wall. The demon sped in, the door slamming behind her. It was if she didn't notice Dean, that she didn't even care that he was standing there as her glare stayed hooked on Bethany who was now being pinned to the wall with telekinesis. As she was being held there a coat hook stabbed through the poor girl's left shoulder.
Dean's index finger on his right hand twitched as he stood there for a second. Before long the Winchester was moving and pulling out a canteen of holy water from under his pillow. Thankfully back when he got the credit cards Dean also got the basics, salt, holy water, borax, the works. He quickly spun around a toss a bit at the demon, making her grab at her face and scream as she steamed. Thanks to the sudden pain, the demon's hold on Bethany was gone and she fell to the floor. Dean quickly sprinkled more on the demon and moved in front of the door.
The woman stood there, her hands covering her face as she was bent over and looking down. She slowly lifted her head and pulled her hands away. Her eyes going wide and the pitch black being even more visible.
"Dean Winchester?!"
The demon shrieked and as she went to quickly leave the body Dean kicked with full force and she was pushed back, falling on a rug set up at the foot of the bed. She looked up quickly at the ceiling seeing nothing and frowned, trying to leave again but when she couldn't her eyes shot to Dean. Dean walked over slowly and smirked, lifting up the corner of the rug revealing a devils trap. He spoke in a low and cocky tone.
"Got you, bitch."
The demon squinted her eyes and tilted her head as Dean got up and rushed over to Beth.
"You..... I heard you were gone, everyone did. How are you here?"
Dean ignored the demon and squatted to Bethany's side, his eyes full of concern. He looked at her and upon seeing her injury he quickly wrapped his arm around her and helped her up.
"Don't worry... You'll be okay... I'll fix you up."
Dean walked her over to the bed and sat her down, ways away from the demon. After looking at her wound again, he looked into her eyes.
"Hang in there..."
Dean turned around and walked up to the demon, standing right outside of the devil's trap.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He nodded back at Beth. "What do you want from her?"
"Not going to make me talk, Winchester." The demon shook her head and smirked.
"Yeah?" Dean raised his eyebrows as he splashed more water in her face causing her to hiss. "Sure about that?"
The demon decided not to respond and Dean's anger and disgust took over.
"Fine. " Dean looked down at her, his glare latched onto her and not going anywhere. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
They'll love to know you are back!" The demon growled at Dean, causing him to pause a moment. "Yeah, well tell them I sent you." Dean paused again with a slight smirk and then he finished the exorcism. "Ergo, draco maledicte. Excclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
A cloud of black smoke came spewing violently from the woman's mouth and when down through the floor. Dean took a breath and quickly turned around to see Beth. He swallowed and walked quickly back over to Beth, sitting on the bed next to her.
"I..... should patch you up now."
The body of the woman laid there, not moving as she was gone. Dean reached over to the nightstand, bending over Beth slightly and pulling open the drawer revealing some medical equipment.
I (Jacob Lawson) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
[/div][/div]
Application Created By Hell Hound
[/div]
