Currently: Seeking shelter in Japan

Health: 100%

Current Thoughts: "Just a bit longer...Your sacrifice will not be forgotten, Princess."

 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 Vampiric descent. While his father was known worldwide as none other than, Lucifer the Morning Star. 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.

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, Jett and Amir parted ways. With Jett as his grounding, Amir eventually ran into issues. He'd lost his healer, his entertainment, and more importantly his very foundation. His final act against Ceres, a dear friend of Jett's, made our red head's final decision. Not only did Jett flee from Amir's clutches but also stole his most powerful possession.

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 Late-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 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, has taught Ceres, an imprisoned Fae of his past Master, a few of his minor spells.

 Classification: Assassin

* 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 listener's 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 redhead. 
  • 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 possess these traits.


  • Physical Strength - Jett's speed comes at a cost. While he, himself, possesses heightened strength, powerful blows will quickly halt him. This also means Jett cannot wield heavy weapons due to being slowed down.
  • Silence - If Jett is muted, he is unable to cast most of his spells. This can be purged by him, however.
  • Kiss of the Snake Charmer*skill* - This is one of Jett's most powerful skills, yet one that he uses wisely. While this gives him the power to control someone upon eye contact. If the victim has a more powerful/advanced mind than he, this skill will backfire damaging Jett. Typically he'll get massive head pains.
  • Cosmic Energy - Although not yet tested, it is believed Cosmic energy is a weakness of his, much like it is to his father.
  • Mana Draining Skills - Jett's magic pool is extremely large, much like his father's, however, it can be depleted just the same.


Jett keeps his ties shallow, the few people on his list of contacts have an extensive history or bond with him. A lover is almost out of the question for him. Taking after his father, our red-head enjoys the excitement of one night stands and the fresh scent of a new partner. He sees Sexual desires as a necessity rather than a need for a relationship. However, Jett is extremely loyal once mated, and can always be sucked into a relationship, it's just very unlikely.

Orientation: Male/Female

Relationship Status: Single: N/a.

Current Interests: He's been chasing the tail of a particular Knight. This is more for his thrill than anything.


Notable Convos:

Jett: "You're the only one that can kill him. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ceres: "Yes. I have something I must protect."

Jett: "You realize you might not come out of this alive, Princess..." 

Ceres: "Yes, I'm ready."

Ceres and Jett have a long history together. From the first time she became a captive to his Late Master, the two formed a bond. Their bond only strengthened later in life once the two reunited on the outside. Jett has taken a liking to Ceres and treats her as a younger sister. He had realized at one point in time Ceres may have wanted more; though her hellbent reality of Jett's father has kept her feelings for him at bay. Jett prefers things this way. With his Late Master at large, it appears Jett may be the downfall of his most trusted Ally.



Notable Convos:

Amir: "Are you sure you're not a Demon, Jett?"

Jett: "Of course, whatever gave you that idea, Master?"

Amir: "You're as cunning as a snake."

Jett: "Checkmate. Care for another round?"

Jett's first imprints on this world were made alongside his former Master, Amir. This was a relationship Jett opted into willingly in order to slay his father. Using Amir to do the dirty work that Jett was not fit to do seemed the perfect plan. However, Amir was far more unstable mentally than Jett had planned on. Over the course of time, Jett found a way to detach himself from Amir. His sister allowed him the opportunity to escape. Before leaving, Jett was sure to swipe the one thing that Amir could use against not only him but his Sister as well as Ceres. Jett is no hero, but with Amir's Medallion of Absolute Law out of his clutches, not only he, but the world is a much safer place.


Notable Convos: 

Jett: "Mother, you need to put down that bottle, we need to get as far away from here as we can."

Endora: "Dear son, why don't you trust me?"

Jett: "That's not it, I don't trust him. You've angered my Father." 

Endora: "Silly boy, I can handle myself. Now come here and let me drink from those sweet veins."

Jett: "....... Fine."

Endora was Jett's mother. It was clear to say Jett was an accident. Endora was drawn to the blood of Lucifer. Through whatever deal/argument the two got into on that fateful evening, Jett was conceived. She raised him alone and did the best a mother could do for a deadbeat. In more cases than not, Endora was drunk. The alcohol kept her grounded, but also kept Her and her child from bonding. From a young age, Jett became her blood mule. He did this reluctantly but willingly in order to keep his mother happy and healthy. Her death came swiftly while Jett was away. Although he seems alright with her passing, Jett mourns his mother quite often. Her death started his smoking habit.


Notable Convos: 

Viviette: "Because, of course in his sense, his son and daughter, brother and sister, would be looked highly upon fucking each other senseless? Screaming brotherSister! Into the air in luxuriating bliss into the air without copulation?"

Jett: "I could give a damn."

Viviette: "Could give a damn, you say?" 

Jett: "We aren't humans dear sister." 

Jett met Viv out of sheer luck. Many years back, she and his Late Master we an item. Sadly, their relationship was destined for failure. However, knowing of Jett's origins, she began to speak to him far more than she did his Master. Over several years, the two have kindled an odd bond. Although they are not siblings, Jett still calls Viv his sister. She's a spawn of Lucifer, While he is a child of Lucifer. The nickname derived from their similarities. Although Jett calls Viv his sister, this doesn't stop him from doing everything he can to get in her pants. He doesn't have a romantic interest in her and only does this for sport. Viv however, knows this and fails to comply with his game.


Notable Convos: 

Jett: "C'mon, we used to be on the same side once." 

Valkyrie: "We were never on the same side."

Jett: "At least not willingly."

Valkyrie: "I suggest you steer clear of me, otherwise I'll take care of you myself."

Jett: "As you wish, False King." 

Jett encountered Valkyrie for the first time not long after joining forces with his Late Master. She was charmed by Amir, though the two never amounted to so much as a kiss. It wasn't long after that Jett realized Amir held much more over Valkyrie than just his good looks. Eventually, Valkyrie broke free of Amir, and the two met later down the road. In an effort to kindle something, Jett outstretched a hand to Valkyrie. However, it appears her strength has passed his own. Although the two would prove an even match, Jett has chosen the safe route. The two have yet to meet since. 


Jett is an excellent chess player.

 Endora, Jett's mother was murdered by his own father.

 Jett's fighting style and abilities leave him vulnerable to physical attacks. 

 He is an excellent chef.

 Jett is a gambler, which is currently his source of income. 

  Jett Keeps his father's identity a secret from most.

 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. It's grown on him.

  Jett is a softy and has been seen putting himself in harm's way for others multiple times.

Jett's blood is extremely tasteful to Vampires. Not only is it filling but also invigorating. His blood puts most bloodsuckers in an ecstasy-like state. It is believed this is due to both Lucifer's blood along with his mother's Vampiric Pureblood cells.


Out Of Character

Current Threads

Selectively Open/Accepting - Must Plot - No one-sided plots, I give my input you give yours.

1. Ness - Owe

2. Dom - On Pause/Reassessing

3. Diya - Replied

4. Celestra - Owe Starter

5. Open

6. Open

(When these are filled, threads are closed.)

Ceres - Thread closed till others in group catch up.Credits

For all text art: Cool Text| Character inspiration - Original NPC of Derek/ © Jett is owned by me.



Jett is currently going through a big storyline rollercoaster with a few friends of mine. With this being said, It is hard to plot around my main storyline. I do not do AU, please don't ask. Below are the only plots I can currently think up to bring to the table. Don't let this shut you down; toss out your own plots and we'll get something of our own going. Threads are not limited to the plots below.

 Jett has a child: This is perhaps a 'down the road' plot. I've been writing as Jett for years and figured it's about time for him to have a legacy.

Jett meets a vampire: Due to Jett's mother being a Pureblood, he's bound to run into them eventually.


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  • Weren't higher beings supposed to be more, well, mature than that? Maybe she was just holding the bar up a bit too high there for this guy. He didn't seem like the brightest bulb in the garden after all. He kinda looked like a hobo... A gangster hobo... Hah!

    "No, I am not playing PokemonGO, thanks though." Not now anyway. Level 35, bitches, the grind to forty was nothing cute to do. 

    Besides that point though, no, she was not playing Pokemon, she was actually getting information on things about this so-called dangerous vampire she had the privilege of missing. Instead, she had ran into some plucky dude that looked like an anime character.

    She was taking lazy steps away, clicking her heel to the ground first then the palm of her foot, making a pattern-like rhythm as she walked. Yet fear was tangible int he air. Just when she was sure that she had gotten rid of the Rood-Dude, here came some big and bad. She could sense it from the girls, the cowered thoughts scattered past the lust muddled haze they had been in. Neseva's head was up and turned just as K-Pop wannabe said that stupid little name. Her face scrunched but didn't have time to really react to it when she saw what was in his hand.

    Well, dude was good for something at least. Sadly, Neseva had no idea what that thing was. It didn't stop her from quickening her steps, her hand rose up the things body flew from Jett's grasp and went flying to the wall. It slammed there, the thing likely writhing and spewing anger. 

    Neseva walked closer, then smiled sweetly to the likely horrified girls. She looked the girls each in their eyes. "It's okay, listen to me, you're fine, okay? The alcohol is just getting to your head, see? Look, nothing's here. You're just a little drunk."

    Should they look, indeed, nothing was there though the creature was there and screaming. Yet in their minds, there was in fact nothing. Neseva felt a pressure on her head, stinging her temples. She couldn't maintain holding back that thing forever and implanting the scene of nothing at all being on the wall. They had to believe her, and thankfully, they did. Nes waved her hand. "Go on now, back to where it is you came from?" She shooed the girls. They'd likely mutter and growl but they walked away, and Neseva was finally able to drop at least one activated ability. She rubbed her head, then felt a sting behind her eyes.

    She turned to Jett, her face now a little wry. "So..." she panted, "any idea what this thing is, anyway?"

  • | So many ideas. You're good at brainstorming these. If I need any one to bounce ideas off of, I know who to come to now. :D Look forward to your post. |

  • |I like it. Let's do it. We'll both be able to learn and create new things along the way. I think they'd make quite the pair as friends. :)

    As for the name, some of those backstory details are still a work in progress. I have this idea that the Aether is tied to the Heavens (Heaven, Stars, Celestial beings and such). I haven't figured out the exact link yet. So I'm exploring it, but I do know I want her connected to them. I haven't figured out how yet. I left a lot of building blocks for her. Lol. 

    Would you mind starting us off? |

  • Ew. Someone looked like the burnt side of a pancake here, now didn't he? Well, at least she took down the cigarette. Not that she should tell him not to smoke it, like hey, you want that to kill you? Go for it. She still don't want to smell that crap though. It wasn't like she was always an a-hole, but he really did start that first. She just asked a damn question. Jeez.

    "Magic?" Did she look like a witch too? Oh, well, maybe. "Yeah, sure, magic tricks. I would say be decent as not everyone smokes, buuuuut, you come off as a.. ya know, a bit of an ass, so." She shrugged. She called them as she sees them.

    "Candy with an I, right? Like some stripper or something? Sorry, I'm not your breed of hooker or slut. Or blonde, thank god." Her blonde? Ew. "Thankfully, I'm not here for that, am I? I'm not here to turn you on nor do I care about your 'magic tricks'." She wiggled her fingers in the air then rolled her golden eyes and sighed. They could go back and forth when it came to insults all that he wanted but she wasn't about to do that. She didn't care to do it with someone that didn't even seem fun about it and belittling. She wasn't about that life.

    He even popped out another cigarette, disgusting. "I'm not stalking, you, I asked you a question. Clearly, you're the lazy devil may care type, so I'll just leave you to it and your poor broken threesome. Anyway, thanks for the help the, guy. I probably won't be seeing you." She gave him a mock salute with a hand on her forehead then she turned on her heel and marched away with a proud strut. She wasn't the type to be pegged down with a few words.

    Sadly, it put a big fat monkey wrench in her hunt though. If the vampire was the dangerous one then she'd have to track him down. But she didn't feel like this guy was much trouble or even the K-pop dude. It must be a different vamp then. She'd set off to look for that one then, pulling out her phone for any activity popping up. Maybe he moved to a different city? Ah well, she'd look around. 

  • | You inspired me to also add a few of these things on my page for others as well. They are good things to think about! Another thing that popped into my head, I am interested in exploring more about the Aether too. Eventually, I think it would be a good place of tension/conflict for her story line since she stole something from it. That may also be something we could explore at some point. |

  • | I think it is a very fitting song for your character and I think for Halloween music, it always depends on preference. Fantasy it is! We can always incorporate more urban and modern settings in it. I think with the fantasy settings the piece I like to make distinctions around is whether or not the rest of the world they are in knows about supernatural creatures. In fantasy realms, they are more known about. In the first urban setting or realm I explore, they are more hidden, not well known and very dangerous if word gets out about them. Caelestra can fit in either, but so far I write her mostly in modern fantasy settings. 

    Goals wise, this character is fairly new for me. So I'm really exploring a lot of her and trying to learn a lot more about who she is.  I guess I haven't really thought about a lot of goals for her yet. Kind of seeing where things go since she's so new to me. I would say she is trying to understand her powers more. They are so new to her. She doesn't really understand them or know how to use them. So that's a huge area of growth for her and I'd say one goal is to explore those pieces of her. What goals do you have for your character?

    I write in comments. :) I also write in groups often so that's where most of my comments currently go. But I have three threads slotted for being on my page. Yours is one of them.|

  • Wow, rood.

    Nes was used to getting thoughts like that when she actually did look like a kid, but now with her lookin' like a hottie and all, she was still getting that crap. Fine, yeah, whatever. She let that go, she was more interested in what she was there for and how she was going to deal with it rather than some redheaded weeaboo looking dude getting int the way of it.

    She kept her thoughts to herself, but, that doesn't mean that he didn't. Her tattoo tingled the closer that she got to him though it was a safe distance away from him. If it was doing that it meant that he was something, and she didn't want to be stupid and get knocked out or some heinous stuff like that to happen.

    Oh, oops. Reading minds already, aren't ya, Nes?

    Ahem. "Okay, you thought it then, big deal. I just want to know--"



    "Look, dude," she started off as a bitch because that's what she would turn into. She concentrated on his cigarette and right before he could blink the thing burned down all the way to the filter of it, maybe even hitting his lips if he wasn't paying attention enough. She then got on with it, crossing slim arms over her chest stubbornly.

    "First of all, do I look like some hippy tree hugging chick who smells like last weeks veggie grill and my name is Strawberry? No, I'm much cuter than that and I smell damn good as marshmallows, mkay? Second of all, we're probably either the same height or you're just a little bit taller than me, so, ya know... smallfry to you too. Thirdly, you don't need to be a dick. All I need to know is if there is a vamp in there, and if so if they were the one who caused this. Was it an attack or just some vamp? I'm on a hunt. It would be cool if you swallowed your ego for a minute and helped me."

  •  Hookers, strippers, sprinklers, oh my!

    And in all reality, Nes couldn't figure out why the hell she was even here. She had some word about a vampire running something here. She certainly didn't expect that it would be at some strip club of all things. What low life sack of shit thought that this was a good place for them to come to find any woman who wasn't going to have one hand down their pants and the other one reaching for his wallet? 

    Ah well, you do you, boo.

    Nes could feel the slight tingle of her new tattoo, something that she wasn't used to, not yet. It alarmed her of the beings that were around, be it demon or vampire which were the two main blood infusions her tattoo had. It could be both, she didn't truly know. But maybe she was on the right track of things.

    Everyone looked wet, and not in a good way. Her long hair was dry and thick compared to them all. She tried to pick apart who was panicked or not when she caught someone's thoughts with a: that damned vampire...

    Ah, so there was one, but who was...?

     She followed the source of the thoughts. Something about threesome, vampire, sprinklers, then it was all an angry blur. She came to be standing in front of an alley where a red-headed K-pop wannabe dude was standing. Someone was sulking in sulk town. And he wasn't even human. Nes rose her chin high, unfearful of the guy and walked some into the alley. 

    She was bright compared to the dark of people here. She wore a heavy, thick colorful cardigan that reached a little past her ass. A neon tank was under it. Black shorts showed off her long legs and combat boots were at the end of it all. She eased up towards the male, stopping at a few yard distance with a small clearance of her throat than an incline of her head to the left. "You said vampire, right?"

    Was it the one she was looking for? Or just a lucky guy that fit the bill?

  • Oooohhhh, I like the song on your profile. Sure thing. I'd love to plot. Do you have anything in mind?

  • //Lol i've tried branching out but no one wants their strong as hell character around the cute, shy, quiet seamstress. Yeah, you're the only one XD

    The 'sheltered-shopkeep' comment made her glow a little rosy in the cheeks, her black locks falling into her tannish face to block them off from his view, while her plump lips formed a shy smile. Her eyes focused on the small notebook she had, scribbling down a few words, before flipping the papers around. 

    Will you wear one of the eyepatches I made you if we go out?

    A simple request from the little seamstress. Her legs swayed a little as she sat in her seat, hair still draped in front of her face, before she took her little scarred fingers and pushed those loose locks back behind her ears. Turquiose eyes gaze at the man with a tiny grin still present there on her lips. 

    How did this cute little woman get caught up with this dangerous man?

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Winter Lowery (et al.) and Jett are now friends
Oct 14
Caelestra and Jett are now friends
Oct 14
Jett left a comment for Diya
"(Ah well, I'll be here to write with ya. By the way, do you have any plots or anything? Any goals you'd like for Diya to accomplish. Something we can work towards? Is she going to stay human? Jett's got a huge storyline going on with a group of my f…"
Oct 14
Jett commented on Ceres's blog post The Spell Thief
"Shit- We've been found out. Everyone run!"
Oct 13
Jett liked Ceres's blog post The Spell Thief
Oct 13
Jett left a comment for Jett
"All Replies sent - Selectively accepting. Plot before writing."
Oct 13
Jett left a comment for Diya
"(Am I the only person you write with xD? Do you have other characters on here? You answered me immediately lol. Alright here's my reply, some details may be fuzzy, it's been a while.)
  If friends were what she was looking for, she'd be sadly mistak…"
Oct 13
Nǝssᴉǝ and Jett are now friends
Oct 12
Jett left a comment for Diya
"(Just checking to see if you're still around before I reply.)"
Oct 12
Jett commented on Valkyrie's event Halloween Flash Event!
"Annnd Did mine too. 
Profile needed a rework anyway. - Threads selectively open"
Oct 12
Jett updated their profile
Oct 12
Jett and Aᴜᴅʀᴇʏ LᴀRᴏsᴇ are now friends
Oct 11
Jett updated their profile
Sep 27
Jett and Dᴇᴢᴍᴏɴᴅ D’ʀᴀᴠᴇɴ are now friends
Aug 30
Jett left a comment for Mephistopheles
"  Jett let out an irritated 'tsk' as Mephistopheles spoke of the Morningstar's. He was nothing like his father, or so he thought. He'd spent only a year or so in his father's territory. He was welcomed with open arms. Jett although extremely rough a…"
Jun 14