Post by jace on May 2, 2011 1:58:59 GMT 1
Playby: Alex Pettyfer
Name:Johnathan Christopher (Jace) Wayland
Age:496/ 24
Sex:Male
Sexual Orientation:Bisexual
Species:Vampire
Physical Description:Jace's coloring is all gold. He had golden hair that falls in loose curls around his face. It appears a bit shaggy, but that is because he doesn’t get it cut when he should. His body is well muscled and has a cross tattoo on his right pectoral and he has a phrase on his right shoulder(What goes around comes around). He also has some Arabic script on the inside of his right wrist. His eyes are a pale golden color, but the gold can still be seen (gold from dark gold/brown eyes as a human). His skin is a pale gold in color, but when he was human he was a golden tan.
He has scars on his body from weekly whippings from when he was human. Some of them are deep and look like they bled a lot and others are shallower and they appear as scratches. They stretch on his back and across his shoulders a little. They are easily hidden by shirts and he can wear the shirts open if he feels like it.
He likes to wear dark clothes, but of different groups. One night he can be seen wearing a dark pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. Other nights he can be seen in black Tripp pants and a T-shirt with a band logo. It all depends on his mood. Sometimes if one is lucky enough he will wear a shirt open and his chest can be seen. He will never let his back show though.
Attitude:Jace comes off as an ass. He is full of himself and makes a ton of witty remarks. He enjoys being an ass and nothing will change that. He isn’t planning on killing himself when he turns 1000 just because he feels that if he is going to die it will be by another person’s hand and not his. He takes pride in what he does though and he will always be sure to make it through. He loves to attract women, and he loves to play with him. He has a deeper side, but that only comes out when he finds someone like him in the same way. He will always protect his back from being seen until then. When he takes a woman home he won’t do anything to her, he just makes them think that he does, thus earning him the reputation of a player.
Abilities:Jace has most of the abilities of the Vampires. He has grace and strength like them, and he can be seen only at night. His weakness is sunlight. He can run fast when he feels like it, drinks blood, and can woo women into his clutches. He has two fang sets as well that can be seen.
History:Jace was originally Johnathan Christopher Herondale, but changed it after he was changed to Wayland.
(He never liked the Herondale name, and he wanted to not have his other family recognize him.) Jace grew up in the sixteen hundreds in England. His parents didn’t want a child then, and they clearly showed it. They treated him with some respect, but they didn’t love him. He was a bad child and he never grew out of it. He went to school like any other kid and he did well despite his attitude. He knew when to shut up and he knew when he could push his limits. He loved making people mad and he loved watching the reactions he got out of them. The only time that he got punished was the day after the Sabbath and it would be by his father. His father did it away from the people and he only gave five lashes. The strength of the lashes depended on how badly he acted that week. His father blathered on that he only did it because he loved him, but in reality it was because he didn’t love the child. Jace did what he felt like but he only got lashed heavily a couple of times. He took the light lashes in stride.
When he turned twenty he went off to secondary school and he worked on passing all of his classes. He took his classes and he played around with the women all that he wanted. While at college he received a letter that his father had gone off to war while he was gone and he had died there. He was saddened by that fact, not because of the lashings, but because it was still his father. His mother committed suicide shortly thereafter because of the loss of her husband. There is one woman that stood out in his mind clearly. It was the one that would change his life forever.
It was a warm and sunny day at Oxford. He was outside playing soccer and he enjoyed it. He was showing off to the ladies and he was on the winning team. He came off of the field and he was sweaty. He walked over to a group of ladies that were watching him and he invited one of them to a party that they had later that evening. She giggled and accepted him.
Later that evening when they were at the party they were having fun dancing and drinking and the like. He was a hot senior and she was a junior there. He met up with one of his friends and his friend was looking at the girl that he brought with him. He excused himself to give his friend a chance and he walked away. Across the room was a lovely young lady and she appeared to be in her mid twenties as well. She wasn’t a college kid because women didn’t go to college at that time. He was being himself and he began to woo her. She chuckled and giggled like all of the other girls, but there was something different about her. He was going to take her home with him when she pulled him off into a dark alley way. She then bared her fangs to him and bit him until he passed out.
When he awoke he found himself in a small bed with thin sheets on him. It was daytime and he tried to escape. He couldn’t get out and try as he may, he couldn’t find a way out. Later that evening the woman came back to him and she explained what she was. "I've been watching you for a long time Johnathan Christopher. I want you to become my mate." She said to him. He had replied with, "I'm just in college. I'm not sure I want to be mates with anyone." She smiled at him and replied, "Since I have told you what I am, you have two choices. Become my mate and I will turn you into a vampire, or deny and die." He couldn’t believe that vampires existed, and he took her up on her offer. He was selfish with the decision, and he wanted to live, and it wasn't like he had anything to live for. She bit him, drained him, gave him her blood, and took him to ground with her. When she rose, he rose with her. He was a vampire.
Later he found out that she was around eight hundred when she made him and he was taught all that she knew. They hunted when they fed each night, and he enjoyed it with her all of the time. They blended in and they came to America. They loved the hunt and they progressed with the ages. When she reached the night before her 1000th birthday she told Jace that she was going to daywalk. He understood what that meant and he nodded. The night after his maker killed herself he cried. It was the last time that he wept and he never let anyone into his soul again.
When the apocalypse came he hid out underground. It didn't surprise him when it came, and even though he missed his companion, he knew that he would make it through. He made his way to New Vegas at night and by foot. He fed on people that were sleeping alone. There weren't many out, and the only ones that were in abundance were zombies. When he made it to the city he set up in the background. He wanted to work for the VSF but he didn’t feel like his talents would be wanted there. So instead he chose to work at a casino.
Rule Code Word:Nuke
Species Code Word:Drain
Rp Sample:Jace was tired when he woke up. He was tired and a pain was in his chest. He got up because he had to work that night. He didn’t like what he did and he wished he could do something else, but he did what he had to, to survive. He got up and showered. As he walked out of the shower with only a towel on he looked at his calendar. It was the anniversary of his maker’s death.
’Explains the pain…’ He thought to himself. He shook his head and put on his mask. He finished getting ready, which was just getting dressed. He put on a pair of black Tripp pans with black trim and heavy chains. He then put on a black fishnet shirt and covered it with a studded jacket that he left open. He laced up his black combat boots and went out to do his job that night.
As he arrived at his job he took his spot. He didn’t wish to be there, but he did what he had to. He had on a stone mask, but inside of him there was a storm of emotion. He wanted to fight someone, and if they gave him the opportunity he would take it without a second thought.
