Post by jade on Jan 12, 2009 19:46:17 GMT -5
Full Name: Jade Overhill
Nickname: Jay
Age: 17
Date of Birth: January 3rd, 1992
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Grey
Full Description: Jay has dark brown hair, it reaches a chestnut color in the summer, and a very, very dark brown in the winter, but the normal color is the same shade of brown as dark chocolate. Her hair is naturally straight, with a few bumps in the back, but she straightens in every morning, so it's abnormally straight. It reaches just past her shoulders, she doesn't have bangs or angles or layers, just a blunt cut. Jay wishes it were longer so she could braid it, for now she just let's it hang, with a barrette to keep the right side out of her face. She's pale, she doesn't blush or tan. She has a very, very light sprinkle of freckles on her nose and her cheeks, her nose is small and button-y. Her face is sort of angular, with prominent cheek bones, but thin lips. She's average height, 5'6", and a tad underweight, she isn't strong or fast, but she's not clumsy. She has narrow hips and shoulders, and small hands, her feet are average sized. Her eyes are pale grey, silvery, and wide, making her look like she's always surprised. Her eyebrows aren't arched at all, and she had a small 'c' shaped scar near the corner of her left eye from falling over when she was six. Her ears are average sized, and her hair normally covers them. She has good posture but does not hold her head high, instead she kind of ducts down. Despite her love of all things wet, her fingers prune in the lightest of rains. She has mild allergies to pollen, and Dove soap. She doesn't look good in make-up, except maybe a very thin layer of black eye-liner. Her nails aren't manicured, but they are clean, and well filed, when Jay's nervous she rubs them against her bottom lip.
[d e e p e r]
Ability: Supersonic hearing, her hearing is incredible.
Likes: Jay likes classical music, cats, snow, lakes, forests, birds, silk, thunderstorms, sun showers, her iPod and hot chocolate.
Dislikes: Jay dislikes loud noises (duh), dogs, wind instruments, bright lights, oranges, anything athletic (besides swimming), books, flowers, oceans, cold, and tests of any sort.
Characteristics: [Quiet] Jay's own voice sounds too loud for her, so she prefers to keep silent. She's also a bit too shy to talk with someone. Because she's so uncertain of what someone would think of her, Jay generally pretends to be invisible. It works, since she stopped making eye-contact, she hasn't heard her name mentioned at all. Soft sounds raise her mood just the slightest bit.
[Paranoid] Jay is the type who constantly looks behind herself. She has the odd need to know nothing is behind her that could harm her in anyway. Her paranoia keeps her in her room, where nothing can touch her without her getting a heads-up way in advance. She's convinced everyone is out to harm her for someway.
[Solitary] Trusting someone is the dumbest thing to do on her list. Garrin is the only one who she would ever trust, she doesn't really have a best friend, or any friends really. She says 'Hi' and moves on if anyone tries to talk to her. Unfortunately, this also comes with extreme loneliness.
[Gloomy] Another reason why she's bad with people is her mood is that of a dark rain-cloud. She's such a pessimist, the word hope has no meaning to her. She's the type who would see a cup as half-empty, or so the saying goes. Her inability to have a positive attitude leads to another trait of hers.
[Well-Prepared] Jay is organized and constantly prepared for the worst. Which makes sense, since she's felt life has dealt her a bad hand since she knew about her power. She might as well try as well as she can to avoid it. She keeps everything neat, and in either alphabetical order for papers, books, and such, or color organized from lightest to darkest for everything else. She finds lack of order irksome.
[Curious] There's a part of Jay that's always wanted to know everything. She's always been prone to see what is possible for her with her powers. She would want to know more about someone, if she could handle talking to them. She can't stand not knowing something she could find out easily, she has the need to check everything to see what's in it.
[d a e m o n]
Name: Garrin
Form: A grey stag
Description: Garrin takes the form of a large stag. His fur is dark grey, with white fur on his belly. His antlers are also dark grey, but darker than his fur. When he stands at full height, his shoulder reaches the half-way point between Jay's shoulder and elbow. He's heavy, and muscular, compared to Jay. He's also very fast, and has good footing. His eyes are large, black, very bright, and very round. He has a blaze of lighter grey fur running from his large, white ears to his small black nose. An odd form for one so shy as Jay, but nothing else could ever fit better, especially if Jay were more confident. He is a little nervous, like Jay, but more mature in a sense. While Jay is inexperienced and not very wise, Garrin knows 'everything.' Or so he claims. He's far more confident than Jay, almost cocky in a way. He's her counterpart, and always reassures her when she doubts herself. He has a good sense of humor, and can take a joke, as long as it isn't about his antlers, which are almost as important as Jay to him. He's a proud creature. When something bad happens to him, he tends to have an aggressive response, instead of withdrawing like Jay. He doesn't enjoy conflict, but he is the protective type.
[f i n i s h i n g;t o u c h e s]
History: Marie Sarah Smith and Patrick Robert Overhill were two very different people. Marie was flighty, spacey and fun-loving, Patrick also liked fun but had a strict list of priorities. Marie was American, with French in her blood. Patrick's ancestors were from all over Europe, he himself was born in Northern France, but moved back to America before his first birthday. They met in college (Harvard of coarse, Marie somehow got in through her art,) and had Jay and Alex young.
Jade Marie and Alexander Patrick Overhill were the joy of their parents lives. None of Marie's many sisters could or did have children, so her family rejoiced with them, most of Patrick's family were in France, but they all sent their congratulations. There was only one thought that dampened their mood. The fact that special abilities ran in Patrick's family. Jay's uncle could speak sonic waves, and her two cousins Beth and Erin had mild telepathic abilities.
Alexander was the protective type, he was the older twin by three minutes, and often went out of his way to make sure no one was bullying his 'little sister.' His daemon, Eleanor, eventually settled into an eagle.
Jay grew up as a very social child. She had a best friend named Jane, they called themselves the JJ's. Jane had an enormous crush on Alexander, to Jay's amusement.
This was all happening in a suburb of Boston, New England. It doesn't stay sunny for long in New England, but Jay loved the rain. The twins grew up in a white house, in a rich town where everyone had Mac laptops.
In seventh grade Jay played the violin, though not very well, had a crush on the cellist who sat across from her, and was rather popular in her grade. Alexander played the tuba, he was also well-liked. The twins tried out the Cross Country team in the fall of eighth grade, which was expected of them by their peers, everyone did Cross Country. During one cold, long meet, Jay got a headache. She was never much of an athlete, most everyone passed her, she was alone when it hit. She remembers it perfectly, the way the cold bit into her skin as the trees caused shadows across her face, the even colder asphalt felt hard on her forehead as she curled up in a ball on the ground. It was horrible, like burning knives were stabbing at her brain from the inside. But while the piercing sensation tormented on, Jade could hear everything. The thump-thump of the heartbeats coming from the runners ahead. The odd noise, she didn't have a name for, coming from the soles of the poor guy's shoes way behind her. The wing beats of a bird somewhere in the treetops, the squeal of a squirrel's claws on the tree bark, and the panicked breathing of some rodent hiding in a hole. Whoever was behind her somehow didn't notice her, and no one was after him. It started to get dark, and the headache got worse as some people started their cars, but than Alexander came and got her. The minute he touched her skin, everything was back to the way it should have been. Jay was completely fine, just a little freaked out, she didn't tell anyone, not even Jane or Alex. Only Garrin knew, he did not hear like her, but he did feel the pain.
The headaches came again, every month or so. Only Alex could make her headaches go away. The time between started to get shorter, while the headaches got longer. They went from fifteen minutes, to thirty, than an hour, at an alarming rate. One day she had to stay home from school, and as soon as it went away, she broke down and sobbed the truth to her parents. They were all supportive, they knew it was coming. Alex with her most of the time, touching her shoulder or holding her hand to hold the migraines off. They had decided that was his power, he grinned and complained that it was lame, but Jay didn't think so. Jane knew something was up, but she wasn't the nosy type.
At exactly 12:02 a.m. February 4rth, a year and four months after her first, Jay's hearing became permanent. She spent a whole week in her house trying to get it under control, Alex wanted to help, but Jay decided she had to do this on her own. Her parents had thought of ear plugs, but that would be a little weird, so they decided that she should use her iPod, only, not to listen to music, just to use the headphones to block things out.
When she could handle her house, she went outside...And ran back inside. It took her a month to handle cars and trucks, her family told everyone that she had gotten a rare disease from a visiting family friend who lived in Africa.
And then, one morning, Jay woke up, and knew she could handle her power.
It was February break, so Jay had a week to catch up with everything, then went back to school, Garrin had shown no signs of settling.
Jane was thrilled, saying something about feeling like a loser while Jay was gone. Everyone seemed happy Jay was back, and Jay was ecstatic during her first few days, she heard a girl comment on how pretty her hair looked to her friend, and all the other compliments people said about her. She heard the cellist's heartbeat quicken when she hugged him, but then she heard some girl call her a slut. She heard some guy say to his friend that she was a snob. The rumors were normal, kids weren't singling her out, but now she could hear them and it destroyed her.
She was in a bad mood most of the time, which made the rumors grow worse. It reached it's peak when Jane, her best friend since diapers Jane, said to another girl 'She's been such a snob lately, no wonder no one likes her anymore.' But it got worse. Once Jay thought nothing could ever, ever make her life horrible than it was, something did.
At home, she often snapped at her family when they dropped something or made a bad noise, because of the impact it had on her sensitive ears. They tried to be understanding, but Jay expected them to never, ever make any noise in the house. One night Alex was carrying his tuba upstairs to clean it, he slipped, his tuba went crashing down the stairs with him behind it. Jay felt like someone recorded a stampede and played it as loud as possible, into her head. She stood at the top of the stairs, glaring at her brother while shrieking things she'd never ever say again. Not in a million years. The next day at school, she heard Alexander say to Jane "I really hate her." Jay felt like killing herself. Instead she just walked out of school, Garrin sulked behind her, not saying a word. She went home, picked up the phone, and returned the call the government had given them. Two hours later she was on her way to Stonebrook Academy. One and a half years later, Garrin settled into a stag, he had never taken that form before. Jay found out from her mother that Eleanor had settled a day later. She and Alex haven't really spoken since she left, although he knows it's because of what he said.
Roleplay Sample: Ah, a grey sky. A blissfully dark, overcast sky. The birds didn't chirp, people weren't making very much noise. Everyone was inside, and the rain had dampened their mood past any chances of making a racket. Jay was content, which was a lot for her, she was rarely in such a good mood. The girl had decided to simply sit in her dorm room in Stonebrook, stare out the window, and listen. There was the heartbeat of the girl in the room beside her, almost painfully loud in Jay's ears. There was the squeak of a door, now that one hurt. Jay blinked several times as if to clear her head of the sound of wood on wood. Garrin was resting on the floor beside her, he lifted his head and blinked at her.
"Someone needs to fix that door." Jay explained.
"Maybe you should ask someone to." Garrin suggested. He knew he had touched a sore spot, and Jay's jaw tightened and she didn't say a word, but he didn't apologize, or let it drop. Instead he focused his black gaze on her, until she gave in and sighed.
"No." Jay spoke softly, and looked back outside. "I don't want to." Garrin shook his grey head.
"You're gonna have to talk to someone sooner or later." He urged.
"There's no law saying I have to talk to people." Jay argued.
"You can be so stubborn sometimes." Garrin gave up, Jay smiled to herself. Some other girl in a dorm room turned on her radio, Jay's smile disappeared.
"Come on, it's getting too loud in here." Jay murmured, keeping her headphones in and standing up. Garrin got up reluctantly, but they left quickly. Jay felt a headache coming on. They ended up outside, sheltered by the ledge of a roof.
"It's chilly." Jay remarked.
"I don't feel it." Garrin was standing up, he was taller than Jay as she sat on the moist bench. She could feel some unhappiness coming from him.
"Garrin." She started, but paused when she heard a heartbeat through her headphones. Immediately she averted her grey-eyed gaze to the ground, trying to become as insignificant as possible, sometimes she really wished she could become invisible.
It took awhile, but eventually someone walked past them. He was Jay's age, and he looked up at the raining sky without an umbrella, hood, or other means of keeping dry. His daemon was a sparrow-like bird, and it rested on his shoulder. Garrin looked at Jay, and then turned to the boy.
"Hey." He called, Jay glared daggers at him.
"Oh...Hey." The boy said back, he looked at the ground. "Nice weather huh?"
Jay got the hint he was talking to her and not Garrin.
"Um, yeah. It's great." She swallowed nervously, her voice shaking.
"Is that the new iPod?" The boy asked, hooking his thumbs into his pockets his daemon said nothing.
"Yeah." Jay held up the MP3 player awkwardly.
"Cool." The boy scuffed the ground with his sneaker awkwardly, then raised a hand to wave good bye, and walked away. Jay realized she was shaking.
"Garrin." She was too mad and jittery to say anything else. Her emotions were affecting him as well, but he was too smug to really feel sorry.
"Good job, you talked to someone." He praised, Jay gripped the bench weakly.
"If you ever do that again..." Jay drifted off, unable to think of something.
"You aren't glad, in the least, that you actually had a conversation with someone?" Garrin questioned, the corner of Jay's mouth twitch up in a smile.
"He sure was strange wasn't he, just walking out there in the rain?" She commented, tucking her knee up to her chest and resting her chin on it.
"Well, look at us." Garrin remarked, nuzzling her shoulder.
They both sighed in unison. They headed inside eventually, and warmed up, and let the incident slip to the back of their minds. But they both knew that at night, Jay would replay the conversation in her head again and again. And that, they'd made a step that day, maybe Jay really was healing.
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