Post by jacobcole on Aug 25, 2010 21:06:26 GMT
Jacob Mark Cole
I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
[/font]I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
Jacob Mark Cole
nicknames
Jay
gender
male
playby
Taylor Kitsch
age
17years old/ 21st may
year
Sixth
house/job
Gryffindor
wand
Endcap: Sugilite / Handle: Cocobolo / Shaft: Gabon Ebony / Tip: Goldleaf-backed Aquamarine / Accents: St Silver/ Core: pheonix feather/ length:15 inches [/size][/ul][/color][/font][/left]
& I WANNA BE FREE.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/COLOR][/font]
light brown ad long so that it covers his ears, slightly curled but always clean no matter how unkempt it looks.
eyes
Brown
stature
6' (1.83 m), 12stone
tattoos and piercings
He has a scar that runs down his right side, which is partly hid by a tribal tattoo.
distinguishing features
* Very dark eyes
* Musculer
* Scar down his left side
flaws
*short tempered
* Quick to judge
* Loves speed (anything that is fast)
appearance
He likes to wear dark jeans, tight fitting tee shirts and a long dark jacket and boots, he has no rings but a sliver necklace around his neck one half will go to the girl that accepts him and becomes his girl. [/size][/ul][/color][/font][/left]
I DON'T WANNA THINK LIKE YOU.
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* Motor bikes
* Fast cars
* Girls
* Being left to his own rules
* dark forests
dislikes 5+.
* Bossy men/boys
* The rain
* Cold nights
* Snakes
* Dust bunnies
boggart
* Staying alone for the rest of his life.
patronus
having mother supirior hold him after a bad fall from his bike , Patrons is a wolf.
mirror of erised
To find the girl of his dreams and finally have the family he lost all those years ago.
veritaserum
People finding out he is really a gentleman under his hard skinned shell.
amortentia
* Lavender
* Rose oil
* Motor oil
* Fresh cut grass
* Fresh baked bread
personality
* Fiery temper
* Protective of woman and girls.
* Love of speed
* Good wand skills
* Good listening skills
* Head strong
* Stubborn
* Intuitive
* Independent
* soft hearted
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& I JUST WANNA BE ME.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/font]
Father – John Cole – Auror
Mother – Janice swift - waitress
siblings
Sister – Rebecca Jane Cole – 12 student.
pets
none
birthplace
London England
hometown
Camden town London
ethnicity
English
blood
pureblood
history
Found on the steps of St. Sebastian orphanage wrapped in a light blue blanket with a note asking then to take care of him. He was quickly taken in and grew up there a Nun called Rose took charge of him, seeing his potential in business when he helped her save money on food stamps. That was his first move after that as he grew, He could always be found with the mother superior sitting at her large oak desk-helping sort out some financial problem. He truly found his place at the age of 10 working on cars, he found he had a knack for finding faults and fixing them.
He showed his magic at 12 late for a boy it was then they knew he was special and kept him with several other boys. Nevertheless, he was never interested with them, not even playing with them and always kept to himself even when his letter came and he left to attend Hogwarts School. He always found a quiet spot to sit and read missing the simple things, he could do. Even though it was more fun to him to do it with magic, he always liked the hands on approach and the physical contact that came with it, something he had never felt.
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BREAK IT DOWN, BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/font]
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sample
The Silent Male
His truck bounced down the stone lined dusty road to Montgomery, with his window down and the radio on he loved it, his truck purred along, as it should be he had overhauled it not that long ago from the valves to its cylinders. Now he bounced down the road on his new suspension struts to the garage where he would work. He had just returned and wanted to be stuck in, as he drove down the streets he smiled the place he called home had not changed one bit, lucky for him.
A he drove down the street he saw smiling faces, brushing his fingers threw his light brown hair he turned a corner to see the auto shop he was working at. Pulling the truck to a stop, he wound up his windows and turned off the AC. Grabbing a light green duffel bag he slipped out, In addition, he pressed the red shinny fob that hung with the key to the pick up and locked it.
Moving toward the small white wooden back door, he smiled as he saw a light blue ford sat up on ramps waiting or him, he had been looking forward to working on it but parts ad been slow in coming , now with most of them there he could begin. A farmer had brought it to him with the intension of getting it running and using it to take his family away on weekend trips.
Pushing open the door, he looked into the garage several packages in brown wrapping paper sat on a workbench near his toolbox. Turning and letting the door slowly close behind him he walked up some painted white stairs that sat on the side of the building and up into a large loft apartment. This was to be his home for a long time. He felt the wooden floor boards give as he walked towards a large bed against a wall. Throwing his bag on to it, he took a moment to glance around he did not mind that the walls were bare or that the only picture hung on a wall facing the double bed was that of a woman half-naked and posed rather seductively, he knew he would soon sort that and make it a home, his home.
Moving threw to the bathroom he smiled seeing the light blue tiles around the stainless steel of the shower he preferred showers than baths feeling that they made him cleaner and more refreshed. Placing his wash bag on the sink he turned walking back into the main area his eyes caught by a smallish stove on a kitchen area. Not too big and not too small, just right for him to cook the odd meal, though he had already, decided his meals would mostly be at the local diner since it was just him alone. He gave a smile as he shook his head making his hair bounce slightly as he stood in what was essentially his kitchen.
I can see you're hurting but it's all about trusting me
Baby let me be your mechanic and I'll fix it
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