Post by jackson on Dec 14, 2008 10:55:27 GMT 10
[/size]`jackson whittaker cole !!!
timid, thoughtful, intelligent
Name: jackson whittaker cole.
Nickname(s): jax / jacks
Major: theatre.
Age: twenty one.
Grade: junior.
Birthdate: august twelfth.
Orientation: straight.
Location: new york city, upper east side.
`Appearance ,,
attractive. if there is nothing negative to say, they call jackson attractive. he, of course, has heard other things such as "gorgeous". but if he is not ugly to some people, he is subtly attractive. not brad pitt or even jake gyllenhaal "attractive". just easy on the eyes. jackson never really gave any thought to it when he looked in the mirror - he was rather modest about his looks.
His golden blonde hair was always tousled. Sure, he ran a comb through it and washed it every night. But, he sort of preferred the messy look. Occasionally - for special events - he would gel it and style it to fit it with all the other prestigious people wherever he was going. But when just going out, to classes, or whatever, he had the just-rolled-out-of-bed appearance.
oh, and the eyes. those two beautiful baby blue orbs on either side of his nose. jackson is always questioned if he wears colored contacts. and no, he does not. but it is something to say that jackson's eyes stand out the most of his facial features. at night when he's watching television before bed, he wears glasses. and also when he is driving at night. but his eye sight isn't so bad that he has to wear them all the time.
jackson has a casual sense of style most of the time. but he likes to look good. his favorite is button-down dress shirts with jeans and white sneakers - sometimes a trucker hat or baseball cap is added. you could say it is his signature look.
attractive. if there is nothing negative to say, they call jackson attractive. he, of course, has heard other things such as "gorgeous". but if he is not ugly to some people, he is subtly attractive. not brad pitt or even jake gyllenhaal "attractive". just easy on the eyes. jackson never really gave any thought to it when he looked in the mirror - he was rather modest about his looks.
His golden blonde hair was always tousled. Sure, he ran a comb through it and washed it every night. But, he sort of preferred the messy look. Occasionally - for special events - he would gel it and style it to fit it with all the other prestigious people wherever he was going. But when just going out, to classes, or whatever, he had the just-rolled-out-of-bed appearance.
oh, and the eyes. those two beautiful baby blue orbs on either side of his nose. jackson is always questioned if he wears colored contacts. and no, he does not. but it is something to say that jackson's eyes stand out the most of his facial features. at night when he's watching television before bed, he wears glasses. and also when he is driving at night. but his eye sight isn't so bad that he has to wear them all the time.
jackson has a casual sense of style most of the time. but he likes to look good. his favorite is button-down dress shirts with jeans and white sneakers - sometimes a trucker hat or baseball cap is added. you could say it is his signature look.
Best Feature: "my best feature? well. i guess my eyes...so i'm told."
Worst Feature: "wost feature. um. i would say my hair. i never know what to do with it."[/size]
`Personality ,,
jackson is not the type to say hi to stranger as they pass by - unless they say hi first. to say the least, he is shy. he was never really the romeo type of guy, girls usually were the ones to approach him first. once you get him in conversation and he felt comfortable, he starts talking more. and when he knows you for forever, jackson is an open book. but still, he is a man of very little words. however, in front of a camera and on stage, jackson is a very outgoing actor. it is where he feel comfortable in life. he is also not likely to take great risks, such as bungee jumping or even skipping class.
the perfect gentleman would describe jackson. he is very likely to remember your birthday months before it occurs, and show up at your doorstep with flowers and candy - even if you're just a friend. with guys, it's just a pat on the back and a happy birthday. jackson is very considerate of everyone's feelings and would never purposely say or do anything to hurt somebody. he always puts everyone before himself, and because of that, usually gets hurt himself.
back at home, everyone was astonished when jackson announced he was going to Washington University of Arts to study acting. they never would have guessed jackson would break the family tradition of medical field careers. with his father being a famous plastic surgeon and his mother an oncologist, jackson certainly inherited the intelligence gene. he always gets straight A's in every class and also makes smart decisions. however, while he had the brain to be a brain surgeon, jackson wants to pursue an acting career.
jackson is not the type to say hi to stranger as they pass by - unless they say hi first. to say the least, he is shy. he was never really the romeo type of guy, girls usually were the ones to approach him first. once you get him in conversation and he felt comfortable, he starts talking more. and when he knows you for forever, jackson is an open book. but still, he is a man of very little words. however, in front of a camera and on stage, jackson is a very outgoing actor. it is where he feel comfortable in life. he is also not likely to take great risks, such as bungee jumping or even skipping class.
the perfect gentleman would describe jackson. he is very likely to remember your birthday months before it occurs, and show up at your doorstep with flowers and candy - even if you're just a friend. with guys, it's just a pat on the back and a happy birthday. jackson is very considerate of everyone's feelings and would never purposely say or do anything to hurt somebody. he always puts everyone before himself, and because of that, usually gets hurt himself.
back at home, everyone was astonished when jackson announced he was going to Washington University of Arts to study acting. they never would have guessed jackson would break the family tradition of medical field careers. with his father being a famous plastic surgeon and his mother an oncologist, jackson certainly inherited the intelligence gene. he always gets straight A's in every class and also makes smart decisions. however, while he had the brain to be a brain surgeon, jackson wants to pursue an acting career.
Likes: acting, singing, coffee, reading, jogging and staying in shape, texting, reality shows, hats, kisses, hugs, cuddling, giving presents to people.
Dislikes: plain water, cleaning, doing laundry, waking up early, math, sciences, not having matching socks, wearing suits.
Positive Traits:
kind - he is always there for a friend in need.
ambitious - he knows what he wants and will go to all lengths to get it, no matter the consequences or other people's thoughts.
follows the rules - he was never one to take risks and he hates getting in trouble (by a girlfriend, parent, instructor, the law).
Negative Traits:
shy - because he isn't very social, people think that jackson doesn't like them.
clingy - jackson may tend to get a little bit clingy with a serious girlfriend. it isn't that he doesn't trust them, its just that he wants to spend time with them.
judgmental - though he tries not to be, jackson is a little judgmental toward preppy, rich kids just because of he people he grew up with in his high school.
Greatest Ambition: to be a famous movie actor, with family and children.
Greatest Fear: not being good enough.[/size]
`History ,,
Jackson Cole was the Upper East Side boy who went the expensive private school and was destined to be a doctor. His mother is an oncologist and his father a plastic surgeon for all the rich mens' trophy wives in New York City. he grew up with the stuck-up prep kids and lived in a penthouse suite for eighteen long years. he, by looks and family appearance, fit right in. but with jackson, it was always more than meets the eye.
the blonde boy never had a steady girlfriend, until he reached college, because he was incredibly shy. he was not one of the "popular kids" or the kid who threw massive parties in his parents' suite. he was, by family name, always invited to these. but he never went unless one of his good friends asked him to go.
he was always, as stated above, destined to be a doctor. deep inside, he was never the doctor type. ever since he cast the lead in his high school's play his sophomore year, he wanted to act. heck, he could even sing! however, jackson was too worried to even tell his parents that he was even in the school plays. but his parents were only slightly mortified when jackson announced his acceptance into the Washington University of Arts where he planned to study the art of acting. Secretly, jackson had always wanted to be a film or Broadway actor. and now, he hoped, he could fulfill his dream.
Jackson Cole was the Upper East Side boy who went the expensive private school and was destined to be a doctor. His mother is an oncologist and his father a plastic surgeon for all the rich mens' trophy wives in New York City. he grew up with the stuck-up prep kids and lived in a penthouse suite for eighteen long years. he, by looks and family appearance, fit right in. but with jackson, it was always more than meets the eye.
the blonde boy never had a steady girlfriend, until he reached college, because he was incredibly shy. he was not one of the "popular kids" or the kid who threw massive parties in his parents' suite. he was, by family name, always invited to these. but he never went unless one of his good friends asked him to go.
he was always, as stated above, destined to be a doctor. deep inside, he was never the doctor type. ever since he cast the lead in his high school's play his sophomore year, he wanted to act. heck, he could even sing! however, jackson was too worried to even tell his parents that he was even in the school plays. but his parents were only slightly mortified when jackson announced his acceptance into the Washington University of Arts where he planned to study the art of acting. Secretly, jackson had always wanted to be a film or Broadway actor. and now, he hoped, he could fulfill his dream.
Best Memory: jackson would have to say, secretly, that paige roberts is his best memory. before it ended, jackson was probably the happiest he had been in his entire life.
Worst Memory: the worst memory jackson's life is still being played out. his younger sister, kaylee, was born deaf in one ear and mentally disabled. kaylee is now a fourteen year old who acts like a six year old. she was making tremendous progress for a year, then came to a plateau again. kaylee doesn't talk and even though she can walk fairly okay, she falls down a lot and cannot get back up. so, when in public, kaylee is in a wheelchair. she still making great progress with her walking, though. the doctors say she will soon be able to walk like a normal person. but seeing his sister not have the opportunities that jackson has and seeing her everyday struggles, jackson would always - inside - call this his worst "memory".
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`Writing Skill ,,
Westly was not sure yet what he truly thought of Vienna Rushkin. The spoiled, rich, cocky boy was the exact opposite of the undeniably beautiful girl. And yet, Westly felt himself falling for her. What was that? The childish guy who hooked up with a new girl every night, was what? Falling for someone? Yes, it was true. After sending bouquets of flowers and sweet poems he found off the internet, Vienna had finally agreed to go out with him. The night ended in a questionable way; Vienna being dropped off at her doorstep after a one night stand in the back of Westly's limousine. Westly was, to say the least, pleased with the night. But he knew that Vienna would end up confused and broken. He had been with the type before, but never felt such a way that he felt about the dear Vienna.
He shut his laptop and tossed it to the middle of his bed. It was clearly coincidence he had decided to stay home tonight, log on to AIM, and strike up a conversation with Vienna - ending with the promise to meet at the beach soon. He was suddenly grateful for his decision to have a alcohol detox night. But more so grateful he had convinced Vienna that he would be good company to her. Westly stood, walked over to his dresser, and shuffled through the mess of clothes. He finally recovered his board shorts, slid them on, and then put on a simple black t-shirt. On his way out of the door, Westly put on his green and black sandals. Reaching his Volvo, he slid in, shoved the keys in the ignition and took off. It took him ten minutes to reach the beach - ten minutes less than it would have taken a person who actually followed the speed limit.
Westly grabbed his towel from the seat next to him and took off running toward the beach. He dropped his towel, slid off his flip flops and took his shirt off on the way to the water - leaving the items spread across the beach. It was nearly deserted, so Wes wasn't exactly worried about losing them. He dove into the waves, almost forgetting that he was suppose to meet Vienna. But he figured she would spot him when she got here - so he wasn't concerned. Minutes later, Westly returned to shallow water and stood on the sand, the water rising to about mid-calf. He shook the water from his hair the way a dog would, and peered out onto the beach, using the moon's light to search for Vienna.
[/size][/center]Westly was not sure yet what he truly thought of Vienna Rushkin. The spoiled, rich, cocky boy was the exact opposite of the undeniably beautiful girl. And yet, Westly felt himself falling for her. What was that? The childish guy who hooked up with a new girl every night, was what? Falling for someone? Yes, it was true. After sending bouquets of flowers and sweet poems he found off the internet, Vienna had finally agreed to go out with him. The night ended in a questionable way; Vienna being dropped off at her doorstep after a one night stand in the back of Westly's limousine. Westly was, to say the least, pleased with the night. But he knew that Vienna would end up confused and broken. He had been with the type before, but never felt such a way that he felt about the dear Vienna.
He shut his laptop and tossed it to the middle of his bed. It was clearly coincidence he had decided to stay home tonight, log on to AIM, and strike up a conversation with Vienna - ending with the promise to meet at the beach soon. He was suddenly grateful for his decision to have a alcohol detox night. But more so grateful he had convinced Vienna that he would be good company to her. Westly stood, walked over to his dresser, and shuffled through the mess of clothes. He finally recovered his board shorts, slid them on, and then put on a simple black t-shirt. On his way out of the door, Westly put on his green and black sandals. Reaching his Volvo, he slid in, shoved the keys in the ignition and took off. It took him ten minutes to reach the beach - ten minutes less than it would have taken a person who actually followed the speed limit.
Westly grabbed his towel from the seat next to him and took off running toward the beach. He dropped his towel, slid off his flip flops and took his shirt off on the way to the water - leaving the items spread across the beach. It was nearly deserted, so Wes wasn't exactly worried about losing them. He dove into the waves, almost forgetting that he was suppose to meet Vienna. But he figured she would spot him when she got here - so he wasn't concerned. Minutes later, Westly returned to shallow water and stood on the sand, the water rising to about mid-calf. He shook the water from his hair the way a dog would, and peered out onto the beach, using the moon's light to search for Vienna.
`Behind The Character ,,
Name: constance.
Age: seventeen.
Role-playing experience: four-five years.
How you found us: advertisement. idr wheree.
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