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【 [b][color=#9932CC]NAME[/color][/b] 】
Jason Pierce

【 [b][color=#9932CC]AGE[/color][/b] 】
21

【 [b][color=#9932CC]GENDER[/color][/b]】
Male

【 [b][color=#9932CC]SEXUAL ORIENTATION[/color][/b] 】
Demisexual

【 [b][color=#9932CC]OCCUPATION[/color][/b] 】
Student at a nearby university - Engineering Major

【 [b][color=#9932CC]PERSONALITY[/color][/b] 】
♦ [color=#9370DB]Kind[/color] ♦ [b]Headstrong[/b] ♦ [color=#9370DB]Perseverance[/color] ♦ [b]Withdrawn[/b] ♦ [color=#9370DB]Empathetic[/color] ♦ [b]Unforgiving[/b]

Jason is not one to back down from confrontation. When he makes up his mind, it is very difficult to get him to change it; usually butting heads with others who do.  Aside from that he keeps to himself, leaving others alone as long as they don't bother him. This has earned him the reputation of being aloof and 'hard to talk to' amongst his peers. Most of the time he's alone, not that he makes an effort to change it, finding solace in loneliness.

Though it's rare, there are embers of kindness that shine through. Despite usually being avoided, he helps others out if they ask for it, even if the 'ask' is a pain. Even sometimes going out of his way to do so. When asked about this he usually says something along the lines of helping out when you can.

In spite of this, he still was labeled a delinquent. Though he himself doesn't look for trouble it somehow, almost always, gravitates towards him. The rumour stem from the the time he came to class covered in gauze and bruises. Said rumour has spread and morphed into something drastically different from the truth. He really didn't care to correct them, partly due to indifference and partly due to no one bothering to ask him what actually happened.

Finally, Jason is very persistent. Despite not being the most studious around, landing a bit below average school rankings, he worked his way up. Many hours were spent on his desk at home, just pouring over the notes continuously until he understood. His ranking climbed steadily from one exam to the next, eventually landing him within the top 15 of the school rankings. Due to this many of his peers believe him to be somehow cheating or threatening his way to the top, when it couldn't be further from the truth.


【 [b][color=#9932CC]SKILLS[/color][/b] 】
. Tinkering
. Studying
. Brawling
. Cooking
. Free-Running

【 [b][color=#9932CC]PARANORMAL EXPERIENCE[/color][/b] 】
Jason was on his way to the library to do some late-night research for his project. The air felt inhospitably cold and foreboding that night. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him as he eyed the dark treeline. He chalked it up to his anxiety shooting through the roof due to the project deadline. 

The sidewalk lamps began erratically flickering, with each flicker lasting longer than the last. Suddenly he felt something hard 'grab' at his shoulder, the force almost yanking him off his feet. He turned and found nothing there but he definitely felt something having a death grip on his shoulder. His face scrunched in pain as he tried to shake off whatever was pulling him but it didn't work. A black cat jumped out of the hedges, it was the the cat he saved- furball. She hissed, with a previously unseen ferocity, at the empty air behind him. The grip became lax and with a hard shake managed to break free from it. Without a second thought he scooped up the still angry cat and sprinted in the direction of his house.

The rest of the night was a blur but he eventually woke up in his bed. He thought it a silly, vivid nightmare until he found furball was asleep next to him. That and the fact that he had a purple, grip-like bruise on his right shoulder.

【 [b][color=#9932CC]BIOGRAPHY[/color][/b] 】
Since his teenage years he found it fruitless to make friends. His parents frequently moved from country to country, jumping from one job to another. The friends he made in one school were forgotten by the third school. He realized quick that he'd rather save himself the heart-ache and avoided forming close relationships. This caused him to stand out, especially during his teenage years, as the 'loner'. He always stood up for himself, even getting into a few fights here and there when neither side wouldn't back down. Almost every school he attended, had the same type of group who would try and pick on him. Almost every time they would be the ones on the floor. The punishments didn't matter much as he would usually already be moving away.

It wasn't until he had received a scholarship from a Russian university that he would be able to stay in one place. His parents were elated, they let him use a vacation home their grandparents owned in Russia. Despite the opportunity of once again being able to form stable relationships, he opted out of doing so. The years of being by himself were bittersweet and he didn't mind being by his lonesome. Of course he would make a few acquaintances or loose friends here and there in the university. Luckily in this university most of his peers opted to leave him alone or just ask him for the odd favour or two.

His infamous reputation began when walking home on a rainy day. A group of young adults were chuckling among themselves. On closer inspection they were punting a small kitten around. The soft, terrified mews of the kitten spurred him into action. Without hesitation he began yelling at them. They laughed and spat at him and before he knew it he had retracted his umbrella and was getting ready for another fight. The brawl didn't take long, before they knew it they were sprawled across the wet concrete floor. Though he suffered a few bruises and cuts, it wasn't much. He sat on one of the delinquents that spat on him as he checked the kitten for injuries.

He took the kitten home and nursed it back to health. After a few weeks he set the cat back outside. It now frequently visits him at his doorstep, begging for food or cuddles. Jason indulged the little furball as much as he could.
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