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Currently: Bouncing between down Town New York and Florida's Coast.
Health: 100%
Current Thoughts: "Ya know, I've always had a thing for the innocent ones."
Name: Jett (No Last name given)
Age: 235/ Birthdate: Dec. 25
Occupation: Ex-Butler
Personality: The Trickster at his finest
Species: Mixed breed, no name.
Jett was born a bastard child, and raised oddly normal for a supernatural. His mother thirsted for nothing but blood, being of Vampric descent. While his father was known world wide as none other than, Lucifer. 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 fathers 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.
Although Jett was a wanderer for a good portion of his early years, it wasn't without purpose. Despising his father with every fiber of his being, 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.
Jett's talents, as a supernatural are quite unique. He isn't much of a fighter, unless you push the right buttons. Inherited from his mother, Jett is an outstanding healer. With 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 Ex-Master, Amir.
Aside from his outstanding healing abilities, Jett retained a few of his fathers weaker skills, allowing him small offensive bouts if needed. Jett's single red eye ties in with the abilities that his father passed down to him. Though his natural eye color is green. 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.
(Just my Quick input):
Please understand that Jett is a healer, and a supporting type fighter, meaning he most of the time will not be alone when in battle. Also please understand that due to the fact Jett is a healer, I thought it would be a horrible idea to also make him extremely all around powerful. I am not a GOD-MOD and absolutely hate it with a passion. Therefore- many of you may see Jett as weak, Please understand that when rping with me, I enjoy players like minded as myself, not god-mods that bulldoze through an rp to 'beat the game'. So yes, you may consider Jett weak in your eyes, but to me, he is perfect and pretty much fully skilled.
* Note that skills with "quotes" around them must be spoken from his lips *
- "Haste" - Once spoken, any allies he is directing the skill at will gain a speed boost.
- "Blood Boil" (Name and Skill inherited from his mother) - Once this word reaches Jett's 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 any allies it is directed to will gain a strengthening boost for their skills and physical strength. Side Effects: The listeners eyes may radiate red.
- "Whither" - Upon speaking this word, rain will begin to fall. Once the drops touch the ground, they become toxic. With enough rainfall, toxic puddles will gather upon the ground. Touching the toxins, could result in illness, melting flesh, and/or draining of energy.
- Sacrifice - Jett will mutter in tongues to himself. All of his energy will 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.
- Resolve - With the snap of a finger, Jett is able to echo his voice through his mind. ~ Telepathy~ This skill is used to speak long distances or cast his spells if he is unable to speak.
- "Cleanse" - Upon speaking this word, his 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.
- "Stone Skin" - Upon speaking this a transparent shield forms around his target, defending them from on-coming attacks. The barrier is easily broken but can easily be put up again.
- Kiss of the Snake charmer *Special Skill*(Name and Skill inherited from his mother.) - This ability is passive and uncontrollable by Jett. Removing his eye patch. Jett reveals his crimson 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 our red head.
- Calling *Special Skill*(Skill inherited from his father.) - Muttering in tongues, after a small channel time, Two identical clones of himself spawn on either side of him.
- Enhanced Senses - I.e, speed, strength, hearing, sight. All supernaturals usually posses these traits.
Jett doesn't have many ties with anyone at the moment, nor did he ever. 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 see's Sexual desires as a necessity rather than a need for a relationship. Taking after his father, Jett prefers both men and women. However, he prefers women to men any day. Jett can always be sucked into a relationship, its just very unlikely.
Orientation: Bi-Sexual
Relationship Status: Single : N/a.
Current Interests: 00
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♖ Jett is an excellent chess player.♖
♖ Jett looks strikingly similar to his father in his earlier years. Only eye color truly sets them apart.♖
♖ Endora, Jett's mother was murdered by his own father.♖
♖ Jett's fighting style and abilities leave him vulnerable to physical attacks. ♖
♖ He is a excellent chef.♖
♖ Jett is a gambler, which is currently his source of income. ♖
♖ Jett keeps his father's identity a secret. ♖
♖ Jett's enemies often refer to him as the Trickster. Implying his fast speed and cunning ways in battle. ♖
♖ His title The Rook was given to him by his old Master. He cherishes it. ♖
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((No problem! and thanks :) yours looks great too. Also thought that Born Ready By Zayde Wolf was a perfect song for Kylo. Hopefully this summer I can actually put some stuff on my profile it looks kinda plane at the moment.))
Ryn had been going from coast to coast in search of her only child a daughter named Amare. She was becoming restless in her search it has been years looking for her. Only when the darkness wanted to torture her more it would allow certain memories to surface. Knowing she had a child out there that had been snatched from her very arms only caused to darkness within to boil. She would often become frustrated not being able to remember all the details. She has once been in love with a man that had saved her from a circus Taj. Though it turned out he was not Amare's father. A devil by the name Janos the Blackrose had tricked her disguising himself as Taj. He took her that night seeming hours on end till he knew his seed had been planted. From then on out he watched her from the shadows making sure no harm came to his unborn spawn for he had plans for the child.
With Ryn being the daughter of Poseidon thier child would have great powers along with a siren's call that the gods wouldn't be prepared for when Amare was ready to strike. Ryn bares a mark much like that resembles a tattoo a devil's mark from Janos himself. From her right side of her neck down just below her right hip, in the shape of a dragon. Long as she bares that mark she can not hide from him when he beckons her she has but no choice to go to him. Luckily for her he didn't have her on speed dial. Opening those crystalline jewels finding herself floating on the surface in her mundane form with her powers a sheer white gown covered her.
She found this tactic much easier to explain if someone seen her float upon shore seeming to be unconscious there wouldn't be as manmany questions asked if she had just walked up on the shore from the ocean. With a wave of a finger she made an illusion of a boat sinking into the sea if searched for it wouldn't be found. Slowly she allows her body to descend upon the shore waves washing over her turning to her side coughing up water so of anyone would of seen her they would think she was merely choking. Inked tresses spilled down along her spine the ends grazing the small of her hips clinging to her flesh. Turning to her stomach pressing slender fingers against the sand in attempt to push herself up to a sitting position though worn out she just crashes back against the sands out of breath. Unaware that anyone is near.
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The Demon would smile at Jett as he would then shrug his shoulders as he moved a bit closer to him. "What do I want, well that is an interesting question. You see I am here because you are here, a Morningstar here is something that brings me curiousity. Tell me what brings you to these parts?" He asked while raising a brow for a brief moment to get a good look at Jett.
"You have the looks of a Morningstar, and most definitly have the personality without a doubt." As he said that he would held out his hand as he moved toward Jett. He was smiling a little while tilting his head to the side. "Master Amir would be excited to meet a Morningstar in his own way."
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(Ahhhh okay. I just wanted to see what exactly was going on beause Tessa has others hunting after her because she is the successor of Merlin. XD So I just was curious and yup! I was wrong on location though it is in Korea and not Japan. XD
https://www.loisir-md.com/ )
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I've missed you ^-^
(So you did your reading quite well! Nice idea to start it in Florida!^^ Normally she would try to stay as far away as possible, but I think this will make for a good exception because development. :D Just so you know, I speak of Florida from my own experiences since I live here. XD Also, is this supernatural supposed to be Tessa?? Or am I just reading too much into this? Also, there apparently is a Loisir Hotel in Japan. :P)
Tessa hated to be home, but she did have things to take care of around summer break and unfortunately it meant coming home to people who never seemed to want her around. It meant many nights being alone without her friends she made in school back in New York, and in general Florida was a place she despised. The locals and vacationers were awful, the roads were awful, and Tessa always felt this state was too trashy for it's own good. Especially if you were in Central Florida in cities like Daytona Beach. That place was where she grew up and never wanted to live in after her childhood.
However, she was lucky enough to be able to escape to the more southern parts of Florida to visit an old friend of her's with his family. At least they did seem to care and she stayed in a nicer hotel closer to their condo they owned in Fort Lauderdale. Thankfully, her friend's father was a pilot who held some money and was kind enough to keep her in a rather nice hotel- Lobster Hotel? No no, Cloister? Not even close but the name did not matter much compared to the yearning to settle and relax. Despite hating the beach though, she did seem to enjoy walking along the waves when people would be going away for the night and planned for such a thing despite the fact she did have eyes from the shadows watching her every move but the young girl would not know. Her magic was not awakened but her instinct and intuition somewhat was.
Either way, Tessa traded her normal clothes for a two piece bathing suit that covered most of her top half of her body like a halter top shirt accompanied by matching bathing suit shorts as she took in a breath before grabbing her phone, earbuds, and room card before heading out to walk around. Just as she hoped, not many people were around compared to a normal beach day and that made her smile as she began listening to her music with one earbud in. It would be something to match the mood and beauty of the scenery as she hummed along and studied the moon that slowly peaked its way into vision since the sunset was starting.
Waves from the ocean danced around as Tessa hummed along while she walked along the beach to try and clear her mind from stress of her family that hated her and the stress from being home in a state she loathed. One day, she would try to leave the country and move somewhere else if possible. For now, she tried to relax herself while feeling like someone had their eyes on her. It would not be someone that physically was there, but someone in the shadows that seemed to wait for darkness to come.
As the night passed, the morning was still young. It mattered none in his mind what time it was, hardly as much as whether the sun was hiding or not. A halfhearted glimpse to his watch held that answer. There was enough time behind them, to prove there would be plenty ahead.
The door was pushed open, a sound that went amiss in the crowd that was pushing the club to capacity, or so he thought. In a crowded space, teeming with bodies were far more worried about feeling alive for the night than they were the morning after. Meanwhile… he worried little of ‘looking alive’ himself. While he bothered not to fake each breath, the pulse of the heartbeats within the club could be felt down to his fingertips, which tapped along to the bass of whatever song the floorboards were vibrating to. It was a business trip as much as it was for pleasure.
The prospect of getting a drink was off the table, tonight was hardly for pretending. Instead, his eyes were fixed on one person after another, a standing pose taken with his shoulder blades leaning against a pillar that extended upward toward the ceiling as support to the club that was alive with movement. Blonde hair was brushed back once, fingertips lacing through it momentarily, adjusting the rings on his right hand absently as it went back down to his chest where his arms would cross. He allowed himself to inhale a breath, catching what was the heavy scent of liquor mixed with the occupants. If there were any of his own kind, they were properly in hiding. There were a small handful of others he assumed as supernaturals… some mindfulness only would determine where.
His eyes turned from their momentary gaze at the bar, to the dance floor that was a sea of bodies. While people weren’t talking, the blare of the music as the next song was queued was enough to distract even his own senses midst it all. The sight of red hair moving through the crowd’s flow, eventually couldn’t have gone under the man’s radar for long. A precarious gaze followed the stranger, eyes shifting to the women that seemed to encompass him more so, rather shamelessly.
All of a sudden, a laugh left his chest, surprisingly, even to him. As the crimson hue of the man’s eyes flashed, only a fraction of a second was visible through the swaying of those around the trio. It was enough. Demon? He thought. As if such a broad term held any information. He watched as the girls were lead off. Nothing to see here… Dominic didn’t believe in coincidences. Fate? He was undecided. What he saw hasn’t screamed ‘fate’ to him anyway.
He watched no longer when he knew what direction they were headed. Pausing to contemplate for a moment, his shoulders pulled away from the leaning pose, heels spun towards the bar. A drink was ordered; cranberry vodka in a short glass was slid across the counter and he tossed a bill on the bar before walking off with it. Toward the back of the bar he went, passing on by the curtained regions toward a back hallway where half the doors were blocked off.
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A screeching sound filled the club suddenly, competing with- and overpowering the music that played loudly from the dance floor space. Sounds of startled patrons followed suit, every other head turning in the place as they tried to find the culprit. No smoke in the air meant only a few had started to evacuate, the rest covering their ears as profanities were shouted among the fire alarm’s wailing and the music the DJ was reluctant to stop playing.
Until the first sprinkler head went off. Then the next. And the next. Finally, a quarter of the room was being rained down on before long. Several girls screamed and swore, as the crowd shifted to the other side of the bar, the Music halted now as the DJ frantically worked to cover the electronics before they were soaked. In the meanwhile, the vampire took a new position, leaning against the back wall, just out of water’s reach. He raised the glass to his lips as he spectated, a glance cast towards the curtains now and then.
//Awww missed you too buddy XD Hope you can find it! If not I can rewrite it or something
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