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I thought I was in a bad mood, but it's been a few years so I guess this is who I am nowName: Jakobi Bo Heather
Pronunciation: [Jā kōbē]
Meaning: Supplanter
Nicknames: Kobi, Jake, Jacob, Jayce, Jack, Jay, Jerk, and so on
Age: 26 at time of death. Seems to have kept this age
Gender: Male
Birth date: January 1st, 2103
Death date: ~2130 Aug 11, 2128
Zodiac: Capricorn
Species: Concrete Prowler (American Shorthair) - Shifter type
World: Akis
Family: Father - Jagger
Mother - Crow
Foster mother - Canada
Foster siblings - Alise, Morri, Omen
Pets: N/A
Friends: Maybe somewhere
Significant other: Tiana
Family relationships:
• Jagger: Who? I'm sorry, I don't see who you're talking about. Because he's never here. Screw that guy, hope he dies in a hole somewhere
• Crow: Massive abusive jerk. Loved to fight with him and scream, which he would compete with to be the louder one. She was his guardian for a good while until she clocked in the middle of a city and drew attention to herself
• Canada: Fine. It was apparent that she didn't quite know how to deal with him and felt a bit disconnected, but she did try. He felt okay around her. Not great, but whatever. Better than the alternative
• Alise: Distant and aloof. Always staring at nothing. No real window to form a relationship, so whatevs. She exists. Somewhere. They didn't keep touch
• Morri: Playful little brat who was closest to his age. The two of them were always bickering like siblings, but she was the one he was most attached to. Lost track of her and they aren't in touch
• Omen: Uh...really creepy...? Omen was adopted by Canada and reportedly named herself after 'beginning the end times'. She talks a lot of game, but he never saw her doing anything supernatural... Purposefully lost touch
Other relationships:
• Zacaly: An absolute nightmare and the bane of his existence. Seriously, everything was just fine and dandy before she showed up. They dated a couple of times while she was under an illusion that made her appear older (and far more attractive in his humble opinion.) It was starting to get old and he was finding she was pretty clingly, but before he could break it off, he revealed she was actually 14?? And was going to murder him if he left her???? He showered in the hottest water he could handle, but he didn't quite...ever feel as clean again after that discovery.....
Occupation: Club DJ. Unemployed as a ghost
Physical description:
• Face: White spot is only on one ear. The paler mark on his forehead isn't a scar, it's just a mark.
• Eyes: Blind in right eye
• Hair:
• Limbs: Tail is kinked in the middle
• Body: 5'10"
• Wardrobe: Wears a lot of those shirts that are almost inappropriate or have borderline swears on them
• Accessories: Left cheekbone is pierced twice with two small rings
• Scars: Two across his blind eye, one over his neck, and one on his right elbow
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Alternative appearances:
Personality:
• Child:
• Teen:
• Adult: Despite being somewhat of a cocky fart, he is pretty outgoing and talkative. Seems to have a smirk glued on his face.
Overview: Year (age) - Thing that happened / ...
History:
• (Dumb and bad, but I'm lazy!) Zacaly approached him under the illusion of being much older than she actually was and was clearly trying to get him to like her. He didn't see any harm in it, so he took the bait, which was all fine and good until she revealed that she was only in her younger teens and intended to keep him on a tight leash. By the time he found out what was going on, it was already too late. She threatened his life if he dared leave or even stray from her whims. Considering her personality, this often had him infuriated, but he had to pretend they were still together or else she'd do something drastic. After pulling it off for a while and looking for a way out, he met Tiana. They became fast friends and he didn't want to like her, but couldn't quite help himself. Knowing Zacaly would be furious if she saw him anywhere near another girl, they kept their meetings secret and often brief. At first, he didn't tell Tiana what was going on, as he didn't want her to be involved, but when Zacaly started getting suspicious, it was no longer fair of him to keep his mouth shut. He wanted her to leave, as they hadn't known each other for that long and it'd be best to nip their relationship at the bud, but Tiana became insistent on helping him out of his situation. Her courage tore him up, but he couldn't change her mind. He knew there was little hope if Zacaly was angered - she was a demon, after all. From then on, he kept up his charade, but started to prepare a counterattack. He tried to plan endless scenarios on where he would run or how he would fight her if it came to that, but still had that hopelessness looming over his head. Despite the small stash of weapons he'd accumulated over the weeks, he knew he was in hot water. Then, the day came where he knew she'd found out. She acted different, stiff and hollow. He slipped away as soon as he could, wanting to tell Tiana that she was in danger, but Zacaly saw him go. When he returned, she was waiting for him, eyes lit up with active modes. He'd come prepared, though, and was armed with a handgun. She attacked him with the intent to kill and he had to run, looking for a break in her offence so that he could get a shot in. Unfortunately, he wasn't paying full attention to where he was going due to her shower of daggers and ended up cornering him. He was only able to miss once before she slaughtered him in an abandoned alley. From there, she packed her bags and cleared out of the city. Tiana was left desperately trying to contact the prowler before being forced to walk through the streets, looking for him. She eventually found him and, horrified and confused, sort of went into hiding for a bit in fear that the demon would be after her. Jake found himself outside of the afterlives when he died. For a week, there was only blackness, then he was allowed back on Akis in the form of a ghost. He was quickly consumed with rage. The only thing he wanted was to avenge himself. Due to the timing, neither he nor Tiana saw each other again before he went on his hatred-filled quest. Somewhere along the line, he found that he couldn't due living creatures any harm and had to go on a side-quest to get a hacked Visitor Band that counteracted this. After that, he was back on track, trying to find Zacaly, but she'd made tracks. For years, he chased after her, finding nothing. Eventually, other emotions dared creep back in over the seething hatred. His pace slowed and he started to second guess himself. What was the point of it? Where was he anyway...? Ages as an enraged spirit had left him in the backseat, unaware of where he was really going or what he was doing. As he gradually returned to full consciousness, he no longer knew what to do with himself. He now had the option to go up to an afterlife, but it seemed like such an empty option. So, for a while, he just lurked in the middle of nowhere, alone with his spinning thoughts. It didn't feel like a good decision, but he got the thought of going home stuck in his head. Unable to change his own mind, he wearily stared trying to orient himself so he could wander back to his home city. It took forever, but he did manage to make his way back. He was able to see what was changed, be offended at who had taken over his apartment, and float around aimlessly. Mostly, he was trying to keep himself away from Tiana's place. They'd never really been much of anything and she'd surely moved on and something in him didn't want to see that. Regardless, he was lying to himself. He headed back to her place, half-hoping she'd moved away, but it was no good. She was still there. He hovered over a windowsill, watching her while she had her back turned to him and glancing over her house for any obvious signs of a significant other. After moping silently for a few moments, a picture in a frame caught his eye. He squinted, positive that the figure in it wasn't him. Doing this distracted him enough to not be aware of the roamer finally turning around to see him.
Personal Information
Places they've lived:
• Mom's house
• Canada's teeny lil house
• Apartment in city
• Tiana's place (as a ghost)
Hobbies:
• Weed (but only like...occasionally)
Habits:
• Cusses constantly and can hardly get through a few sentences without throwing at least one f-bomb in there
Quirks:
• Sometimes refers to people as "mate" even though there is literally no reason for him to do that
Nervous tics:
• When he gets angry/scared/etc, his voice will contort into an odd mix of cat screeches and human language. When in these types of moods, he's likely to puff all his fur up, stare at people with wide (and kinda creepy) eyes, and make those occasional cat noises to ensure you know he's upset. Also has a tendency to back into corners or walls and move very slowly, threatening to lash out.
Voice:
Scent: One of those green pine tree air fresheners, but like, in the back of a closet
Humor:
Addictions/obsessions: N/A
Fears:
• He's pretty good about hiding it, but he does not like Roamers. Talking with one or two is uneasy, but okay. A huge group of them or even one barking too angrily is not. Although he doesn't like his instant freak-out when the people start making noise, he thinks it's fully justified. It can take some time to get him to come out of hiding that's he's undoubtedly gone into. He'll insist that he isn't scared of them or anything, yet it's likely that he'll be shaking like a leaf. He hates actual dogs even more and will not stand to be around them. One simply in the same room as him will make his fur puff up. If somebody thought he was slippery before, exposing him to a bunch of canines will show how much faster he can go. Tiana doesn't count because...? We just don't know...??
Pet peeves:
• Most comfort people have to offer. It often annoys him and makes his mood worse, as he sees it as patronizing.
Insecurities: Nah, lol
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Abilities
Languages spoken: Basic and Feline
Skills/Talents:
• Comfortable in huge/loud crowds and is somehow able to completely tune it all out if he wants to
• Like a cat, he's impossible to keep a grip on. He'll wriggle out of anyone's hands and somehow navigate any area to escape
Magical ability: N/A
Weapon: Doesn't have a weapon that's actually his. Has used a handgun and a bat a couple of times, but typically doesn't need to.
Fighting style: He doesn't normally fight, so he doesn't really have anything unique about it.
Musical ability: Can play piano (but pretty much only uses an electronic keyboard)
Dominant hand: Right
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Strengths:
• His agility allows him to jump very high and squeeze into small spaces. The odds fall even further in his favor when he shifts into an actual cat.
• Awkward thing happened? Don't care, bye
Weaknesses:
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Health
Allergies: None
Medical conditions:
• Totally blind in right eye
• Vitiligo
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Design Details
Songs: Love Crime by My Darkest Days / DJ Play my Song (NO, LEAVE ME ALONE) by schmoyoho / I Forgive You by Every Avenue / World War Me by Theory of a Dead Man
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Creation date: 8/16/16
Memories & Events
Positive:
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Neutral:
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Negative:
• Anything that has to do with Zacaly ever
Traumatic:
• Uh...death??
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Extra: Although he's thought about it, he hasn't really dabbled into anything illegal. Moves around a lot daily, so while not like buff or anything, he is fit. Does not like being cooped up because of such. Doesn't turn into a cat often, as it attracts the wrong kind of attention. Not because he doesn't like being pet - in fact, he's pretty accepting of that, even in his humanoid form. He's just learned that some people, especially children are very...affectionate. There's been more than one occasion when somebody's parents have found that the kitten their kid brought back is actually a full grown man trying to sneak out of their house. Petting: good. Picking up, hugging, annoying baby talk, or anything else like that: bad. Theory of a Deadman is like...his vibe
