Jett Morningstar | 236 Years Young | Retired Butler
Son of Lucifer & A Slut Vampire
"Where do I go from here.."
Origins: Jett was born a bastard child, and raised oddly normal for a supernatural. His mother was a whore for blood. While she retained rank as a pureblood Vampire, the plasma had become a drug addiction, which caused her to fall quickly. In a dangerous deal with Lucifer, Jett's mother fell pregnant. Of course, Lucifer never had time for his spawns, leaving Jett to his mother. Due to the fact that Endora, Jett's mother, was a Vampire and Lucifer a fallen angel; Jett was birthed without an exact name for his species. He bare's no fangs or blood-thirst, as well as no wings from his father's side. This leaves him...mostly normal. Our red-head retained most of his mother's traits and near to none of his father's, leaving him much weaker than most of Lucifer's spawns. None-the-less, Jett was gifted with his mother's abilities; ones that would put most demons to shame...A Healers Touch.
Past: Although Jett was a wanderer for a good portion of his early years, it wasn't without purpose. His mother was dead now. Jett expected this outcome from a young age. Her hellbent ways and thirst for plasma ultimately were her downfall. Jett despised his father with every fiber of his being. Even strongly disapproving of his mother's ways, Jett still cared for her, even as far as feeding her with his own blood. Jett always longed for the power he was denied at birth. The throne would one day be his. Perhaps that day was closer than he thought, or would he be sadly mistaken.. After a meeting with a Starcaller known as Amir. Jett found that the two had similar goals. Yet Amir's strength and power-control already seemed strong enough to face his father without help. Silently Jett plotted. Amir wished to kill Lucifer, and it seemed he would attempt to with or without Jett. His father's death would mean, the throne open. With his mind made up, our red-head vowed to serve Amir. For the longest time, Amir knew nothing of Jett's true plans or even the fact that Jett had Lucifer's blood running through his veins. His life as a butler for several loyal years came to an end when Amir began to slip even further into insanity; ultimately casting Jett away.
Presently: Ceres, a Fae from Katalam became his world quicker than he'd have thought. The two were good friends. She was a captured pawn in the game his twisted Master, Amir had been playing with Lucifer. Jett witnessed many bad things done to Ceres in Amir's clutches; her wings had been cut, her body beaten and her innocence ravaged. He eventually convinced Amir to free her. The two would not meet again for several years. Down the line, Amir cast Jett aside. Jett would eventually find his way to Ceres where the two were inseparable. She as his friend, and he her guardian. Getting herself into a situation with the Void, Ceres had lost all Fae concepts. She became a mage, the void fueling her power. Ceres, like his mother Endora, was hellbent on one thing, Killing Amir. Her twisted will was unclear, and Jett still does not know the reasoning behind it. She would eventually get her wish, at the cost of her own life. Jett was there, witnessed, and even helped the poor girl carry out her plan. He couldn't leave her alone, and she'd have carried out her plan either way. Jett was rescued from the battlefield by his sister Vivette. Ceres's overload of the Void's magic had killed her, but also her fearsome target. Jett remembered it clearly, she combusted with magic. Her body simply couldn't contain it. Now the Void that once ran through her veins taints his own body. While Jett has seen instances of the curse, he's yet to be fully engulfed in its insanity.
The Trickster: A title that no longer belongs to him. While Jett was always known as cunning and witty, he's actually mellowed out more than normal due to the Void's poison. This is alarming to the few that know him. Jett has always come off strong and for better words.. a jerk. Those personality traits aren't lies, but underneath, our red-head has the heart of a lion. He's always been a white knight and fails to follow in the footsteps of most children of Lucifer. While his depression from losing Ceres has a drastic impact on his mood, he does still retain his earlier traits.
A Sickness: The Void is no joke. It grants great power but with it great pain not only to the holder but the people around him. The sickness is recessive but tends to surface at the worse of times. It has begun to mess with his brain in horrible ways. Jett has recently blacked out and slaughtered a small Pho Noodle Cafe of civilians. He also has terrible dreams of void cursed demons far worse than what Hell has to offer. The curse has begun to take a toll on his metal.
Brilliant Green: Jett is a natural-born redhead. It's always been one of his most stunning features. However, close in second place is his electric green eyes. These were a hereditary gift from his mother's side. All healers in his mother's bloodline carried these exotic green hues. While Jett is built well, he's not over muscular. Toting his famous careless wifebeater and black jacket, Jett doesn't dress to impress.
Jett's Inheritance: Jett grew up and lived his whole life with an uncommon trait called Heterochromia. His green eyes were his natural skin color, but his right eye was always red. This triggered Jett to wear an eyepatch literally everywhere he went. The red hue was a gift, or more so a curse, from his father. While it gave Jett a few of his Father's abilities. It had also proven to hurt him in turn. Since the Void's coming, the Red eye gene has gone recessive, leaving Jett with his natural green hues.
The Sickness: While the Void only pokes it's head out on minor occasions, it stirs within the redhead. When the curse takes over Jett, his eyes (like all Void creatures) will shift to an electric purple color.
A Dangerous Chanter: Jett's talents, as a supernatural are extremely unique. He typically isn't much of a fighter unless you push the right buttons. Inherited from his mother, Jett is an outstanding healer. He has the ability to use recovery magic as well as other supporting magics; this makes him a well sought after ally. Although Jett possesses such brilliance in the supporting aspects of magic, he's yet to use it on anyone other than himself and his Late Master, Amir.
A Signature Trait: Aside from his outstanding healing abilities, Jett retained a few of his father's weaker skills, allowing him small offensive bouts if needed. Jett's mostly recessive crimson eye ties in with the abilities that his father passed down to him. Our-redhead's signature trait, however, is his speed. At normal speed, he's no different from that of an average demon. Though with a spell, spoken from his tongue, he has the ability to quicken himself and allies; literally multiplying his speed to unknown numbers. He's in no way the fastest creature in the world, but faster than most is better than none. Almost all of Jett's spells must be spoken from his lips, meaning they are extremely hard to replicate unless his voice is present. Still, he's been known to teach Ceres, an imprisoned Fae of his past Master, a few of his minor spells.
- "Haste" - Once spoken, Jett's speed will greatly increase. He can use it as long as his stamina permits it. This skill can also be directed at others.
- "Blood Boil" (Name and Skill inherited from his mother) - Once this word reaches an enemy's ears, their blood will begin to heat causing them to lose focus and fight more poorly. Note: This ability takes a lot of stamina to maintain.
- "Bloom" - Any plants in the area will open and secrete a pollen that, if inhaled, puts the breather in a sleep/drowsy state.
- "Crush" - Once spoken Jett or any allies, it is directed to will gain a strengthening boost for their physical strength. Side Effects: The listener's eyes may radiate red. This is Jett's second most used ability.
- Sacrifice - Jett will begin muttering in tongues. All of his energy will then leave his body and travel to his targeted ally. All of his energy enters the target, knocking Jett unconscious in the process. The target gains a huge power boost and a restoring aura that quickens the healing process.
- "Cleanse" - Upon speaking this word, Jett's hands will begin to radiate a warm green aura. This green light is a healing aura. If Jett lays hands on an ally while in his healing state, their wounds will begin to heal.
- Kiss of the Snake charmer *Special Skill*(Name and Skill inherited from his mother.) Jett reveals his crimson recessive red-eye inherited from his father. Jett's gaze becomes contagious. If one locks eyes with him. Their body falls under his control for a set period of time; usually around 5 minutes. *If the user has a more powerful mind than Jett, this could backfire causing serious harm to the redhead.
- Enhanced Senses - I.e, speed, strength, hearing, sight. All supernaturals usually possess these traits.
Pansexual | Single | No Interests
Most of Jett's ties have been cut. This was not his intention, both enemies and allies of his have come to traumatic endings in these past years. A lover is almost out of the question for him. Taking after his father, our red-head enjoys the thrill of a one night stand. He sees sexual desires as a necessity rather than seeking out a meaningful relationship. Taking after his father, Jett has no preference in gender or species. However, he has been seen leaning more closely towards Human-like females in his past. Jett can always be sucked into a relationship, it's just very unlikely.
CERES (Princess)
A captive Fae of Jett's late Master. During her time in captivity, Jett was tasked with caring for Ceres. Eventually, the two formed a bond of friendship. Over time, Jett convinced his Master to release the Fairy. As soon as the order was given, Jett freed Ceres. While their interactions ended for several years; the two rekindled their friendship later down the line when Jett finally drove his Master to madness. In their time apart, Ceres had dove deeper into chaos. Not only did the Fairy lose herself to the Void but also regained control over its power. Hellbent on finding her love interest, Ceres couldn't see the love Jett fell deeper into day by day. Her death tares at Jett's mental. Her curse has passed on to him, one that he bares to the best of his ability. Only in his fit of Void trances does he see Ceres. While his body commands havoc during these trances, his mind is finally at peace. VIBES VIBES
NESEVA (Pipsqueak)
Jett met Nes by a freak chance; He at a bar and she on a hunting mission. After her interference in several affairs that night, Jett finally decided to help her on her mission in order to get the Hunter out of his hair. Needless to say, Nes oddly reminds him of someone. He's done much in their short time together to keep her from harm's way. In the past, he's even gone so far as jumping in front of a feral Vampire for her sake. While he sustained injuries from the incident, he's never shared that information with her. After parting ways, Neseva continued her hunting missions. This time, it tied her directly to Jett. While she had been bound by her duties, Jett was slipping slower and slower into madness. She now may be his only hope in conquering the Void's sickness. VIBES VIBES
AMIR (Master)
Jett spent the majority of his life with Amir. Straight out of Hell, Jett was able to swindle his way into a butler position for the King of the Cosmos. His goal? Use Amir for the strength he himself did not possess. Years of work paid off. Before long, Jett became Amir's alpha servant and more so his consultant. For a King with such vast knowledge, Jett was able to eventually turn his mind against him. In the end, however, Jett cast his plans aside for Ceres and abandon Amir. This threw the King into a turmoil that even Jett did not expect. Ultimately, Jett was dragged along in battle with the King when Ceres dove into a war she couldn't fight alone. The outcome? Only Jett survived. VIBES
VIVIETTE (Sister Dearest)
A Knight of Hell that Jett has spent a few years not only living with but working for. Jett deeply cares for her whether she sees it or not. At one point in time, he even called her his 'sister'. A grand compliment coming from a Son of Lucifer. Originally, his only plan was to take the prize that was once his Master, Amir's. The duo's relationship didn't work out, driving both Viv and Amir deeper into their own chaos. The only difference, Jett was there for Viviette. He now holds composed anger towards his sister as she's left him in his time of need. The abandonment Jett currently feels due to Viv's disappearance continues to loom. This also keeps him away from his current residence on the top floor of the No Sonno Cafe. He currently has no plans on returning 'home'. He's abandoned all of his belongings there as well as any thoughts of life with his sister in the picture. VIBES VIBES VIBES
MAYA (coming soon)
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VALKYRIE (False King)
A Mistress of the Void that Jett knows far more about than he leads on. He was there when his Master first took her in. Jett also witnessed a sense of love blossom from Valkyrie for his late Master. Though he knew all along, his Master's plans. As Valkyrie came to her senses, the two would find themselves on opposite ends of the battlefield more often than Jett had hoped for. A fearsome warrior she is. While she calls herself King of the Void Realm, Jett has known Valkyrie long enough to tell something in that statement isn't correct. Since the great war and his Master's death, Valkyrie has made her feelings towards Jett clear. He does not cross her path, even if she holds the reigns on his Void Sickness. VIBES
ENDORA (coming soon)
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LUCIFER (Father)
Jett's father, an identity that he doesn't disclose to most. Even Jett's late Master didn't know of his origins until the end was near. While Jett did spend some time in Hell alongside his father, they were years wasted. At one point in time, Jett longed for the throne, much like all Sons of Lucifer. The trickster would use his late Master, Amir, in order to obtain this. Though towards the end of Amir's reign, Jett found interest elsewhere. His plans, his goals, dropped. He still doesn't care for his father and isn't sure how to react if the two were to cross paths again. His last vow; to not be a pawn to either side. Thus far, he's stayed neutral. VIBES
Jett is a heavy gambler. This is his sole source of income.
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Endora, Jett's mother, was murdered by his father Lucifer
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Jett keeps his father's identity a secret.
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Jett's blood is extremely tasteful to Vampires. It's unknown if this is from his mother's genes or his father's. Perhaps both. His plasma has been known to have addictive features that to some had become irresistible.
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Jett was a blood mule for his mother in her last few years. He did this quietly and willingly. He holds guilt for being part of her downfall.
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Diya almost grinned at the sight of the redhead sitting on the couches. At least he wasn't lying to her about where he was located. Stuffing her phone into her pocket, she approached the door with her scarf being peeled from her lips to breathe in the warm air as she opened it. Warm air did indeed hit her skin, making her shiver, quickly shutting it behind her. Shaking snow from her purple locks, she did a small 180, observing the place as it was. It was very...calm. Nothing like the small diners and cafes near her work. She supposes the small distance away was in a much better area than hers.
The purplette began to unbutton her jacket, because it was strapped to her throat. Able to take a deep breath, she strolled her way towards the man laying out on the sofa. He was asleep at this point...so the young woman decided to lean down to the hand that was in his face, gently pinch his wrist, and move it away. In total, she was...probably an inch or two from his face, attempting to wake him up with just her presence alone.
//No problem at all. That's exactly what I was thinking.
Diya watched the man walked off with a smirk on his face, and eyepatch strapped around his head. The wave was given back to him, but he wouldn't see it due to his back to her. It was a nervous wave...but it was still a wave nonetheless. Turning in the opposite direction once again, she began to make her way home. She would need to finish up some hem work before finding something for dinner...
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A sharp cool breeze whipped through the purplette's hair, her face in a blue scarf strapped around her neck. Looking down at her phone, she read the contact information the redhead had given her a week prior. She was off today since it was Thursday, and the shop was getting some renovations. Thank god. The bathroom was starting to leak really bad.
Turning around a corner, she gazed down the block to see what she could find. Just a few more buildings and she would be there. The light snowfall crunched beneath her black boots, which were fuzzy inside. No need to worry about her toes getting cold. Her hands, however, didn't anything but her pockets covering them. She forgot her gloves at home, shamefully. The bad part is she needed to keep her hand out of her pocket to view the address. Ah, what a world...
Finally, she was there, standing in front of the cafe...
All replies sent - Finally fucking caught up
I've been slacking. Trying to catch up tonight and tomorrow - Already started on some replies.
(Oh no, its quite alright really and so sorry for the late reply myself, been busy plus its getting kinda hard for me to roleplay these days ya know.)
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She raised her eye brow to the guy slightly, tilting her head to the side for a moment; she didn't say anything right away when he spoke to her. Territory? She didn't even know that she was walking into someone's territory? If anything, she did her best not to care about such things like that, though she could understand why people would claim different lands as their territory but still, she never understood why people did it? As much as she knew, the last thing that people need to do was go around and claim territory as they say they did, for she could care to her, no one owned anything. They were created on this planet, if anything, they should be thanking mother nature for this land and life, without it...there was no way in hell that none of them, not even her would even be alive or even claiming this world their home.
"Territory? Since when did your kind start claiming territory?"
She knew a few species of the supernatural world that claimed territory, both wolves and vampires were a very perfect prime example of this, they could have land that stretched for miles and miles till no end if they wanted to but they chose to choose places with less human activity would be located and where no one would hardly be missed nor be a prime location for others to look should someone go missing if they wander onto their hunting grounds of course. So here was another one, claiming that their master owned some section of land and sure enough she was trespassing on it, but she would have known about it from the scent but she wasn't getting any scent that someone owned this area or anything, in fact she only caught wind of his scent being here...that was it.
"You say that your master own this land....I would have smelled him if he did owned this so....either you're lying to me or trying to stall me, which is it?"
She scowls for a moment before relaxing slightly. "I'm unskilled because usually I am the guard." She holds the stolen artifact close to her chest and her eyes look anywhere but him as she mutters. "They weren't taking proper care of it. It doesn't belong to them..." She seems to give off a radiance of unusual warmth, and she was thankful that he seemed kind. Meant less work for her..
Diya was about to pull out her phone and listen to some tunes. But as she put in one earbud, she heard the redhead begin to talk to her. Her walking stopped, head swiveling to look at him with a surprised expression. Shit, he was a jerk, like she thought to begin with. Her eyes became more and more narrowed. Finally, she ended up walking towards him, looking at her phone as she wrote something out. Her purple ponytail was starting to come out as she approached him, little pieces flapping freely in the cool breeze. This caused her to bury her nose into her coat.
Moving her arm up, she held up her phone. It was her contact list, and a new contact sheet was on screen. In the name, she had put "Fill this in and I will get back to you on the casino thing. I'm not a gambler, but maybe I can be taught". Her hues avoided his, seeming to more focused on her coat button. She wanted to make it seem like she wasn't asking for his number for that reason. Truth is, she was curious of casinos, since she's never exactly been in one before. They were loud and made her sensitive ears ring when she walked by them. She also didn't exactly have the funds to go and spend it. Maybe he could teach her a little bit. And get her out of her hole of loneliness.
She skids around a corner, holding something to her chest as she presses herself as close to the wall of the building as she can, keeping an ear out for running feet passing by. When she heard the offenders go by she let out a sigh of relief, looking at what it was she stole and closing her eyes as she shoved it in her purse. When she looked up she was surprised to see someone there and she took a defensive stance.
{Okay so now that I am finally back in the game and can make wonderful squares of love again... XD Has any more of a story developed for Jett since we first started plotting?
Apollo is based in cities. he doesn't always stick to one city but the ones he frequents most are New Orleans (where his base of operations is), NYC, Chicago, Baltimore and San Francisco. I write mostly modern Fantasy, blending in with humanity so to speak. Apollo is running his own behind the scenes Network/war. He's working more to unite different species and stop needless wars but will wage his own war against those who don't abide by the blood bonds in the cities he is working in. Hence, the Rogue story line I'm running with. ^_^ There's always some little shit who will disobey. That's kind of the jist of it.
Hehe. and yes, Apollo is very good at the look. :P }
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