Jason Kelly
{ "I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me." -Hunter S. Thompson}
| {N A M E} |Jason Robert Kelly
| {N I C K N A M E} |Jay
| {B I R T H D A Y} |8/1/1993
| {A G E} |24
| {G E N D E R} |Male
| {S E X U A L I T Y} |Hetero
| {R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} |Single
| {O C C U P A T I O N} |Tattoo Artist, part time Bartender, occasionally weed dealer, drummer
| {A P P E A R A N C E} |Jay stands at 6’4 with wiry muscling, his slim and lanky frame make Jack Skellington an excellent Halloween costume for him. Although naturally blonde haired and green eyed and tanning seems to be almost impossible for him, his Irish skin only ever burns and never seems to tan. His body is almost completely covered in tattoo's, full sleeves, his chest, back, and a handful on his legs all of various quality. His hair style frequently changes, mohawks, fauxhawks, and undercuts being the most common, and his hair tends to always look disheveled in someway. His chin and jawline usually have a good amount of scruff but occasionally he looks clean shaven. As for clothing it's usually jeans, frequently ripped and faded, band-tees, mostly punk and classic rock, and old sneakers or chucks. He tends to be a pretty simple guy when it comes to clothes but on the rare occasion where he has to look a bit nicer he can pull off a suit or nice jacket.
| {Q U I R K S // H A B I T S} |Drumming, when he's bored or anxious he drums on surfaces with his hands or fingers.
Smoking, Jay likes his cigarettes and can get moody if it's been a while since he's smoked.
Being late, he's almost never on time for anything, mostly because he's forgetful and tends to procrastinate.
Still has a slight Texan accent.
| {H O B B I E S} |Drinking
Playing Drums, in a small punk band mostly at local bars.
| {L I K E S} |Live Music as long as it's good he enjoys most genres, but punk is his favorite
Art, especially street art
Alcohol, beer and whiskey being his favorites
Arcade games
Women
Smoking weed
Pizza and BBQ
Horror films
| {D I S L I K E S} |Wine
Kale, not just the lettuce but even the word is annoying
Boredom
Snobby, uptight, annoying wealthy people
Authority
All the touristy spots in the city
Being told what to do
Being called Tex or Texas
| {F E A R S} |Commitment, a real cliché, he knows, but relationships are trouble, and with all his flaws he’d never want to bring another person down with his baggage.
That he’ll eventually turn out to be a real piece of shit like his dad, or succumb to depression or vice like his brother did. No one in his family, at least that he knows of, has ever really made something of themselves.
| {S E C R E T S} |Most of his past, not that Jay’s actively trying to hide his past but it’s not exactly something he likes talking about. His shitty parents, his brother, being homeless it’s all depressing and he’d rather cheer people up than be a downer.
That he’s a high school dropout, a lot of people already look down on him for his appearance, his abundance of tattoo’s, and his Texan accent. He doesn’t want people to think he’s stupid too.
| {P E R S O N A L I T Y} | Kind - Stubborn- Loyal - Impulsive
At his core, Jay is an incredibly loyal person, he’d do anything for a friend and would even go out of his way to help a stranger. He likes to make people happy, he’d risk his neck to get someone to smile, and hates to bring people down so when he has problem he hides them well. He comes off as arrogant, especially to new people, exuding an overabundance of self-confidence and an attitude that screams I don’t care what you think, which are, to a degree, armor he wears to protect himself. The example set for him by his family, of failure and cruelty, are a constant nagging fear that he will end up just another loser. As for as romantic relationships go, Jay has always been the non-commitment, one night stand or short fling type of guy.
Jay’s competitive and always will to accept a challenge, saying ‘I bet you won’t/I bet you can’t’ is the best way to get him to do something. While he’s normally pretty easy going, he does have his limits and buttons that when pushed can set off his temper. He trusts people fairly easily but doesn’t often give out second chances. Jay can be forgetful, easily distracted and is constantly late to things. He is also hard working, enjoying the peacefulness of manual labor and the almost trance like state he goes into when working on tattoos. He enjoys art of almost every kind, he likes to see the best in people first, and can, at times, be a little too trusting. Jay craves excitement, adventure, and danger. He has a self-destructive streak that urges him into doing stupid things. Jay is also very stubborn, he hates admitting when he's wrong and hates to change his ways. He tends to be somewhat resistant to change and new experiences but if pushed hard enough or "dared" into things he can be more open.
| {P L A C E O F O R I G I N} |Austin, Texas
| {H I S T O R Y} |Jay was born and raised in Texas, his father was a drunk who couldn’t keep a job and his mother was a waitress and junkie. His older brother, Ian, was his closest friend, only being a couple years apart they spent their childhood getting into trouble together. They were rarely supervised by their parents, and truancy was a frequent problem for both boys. From a young age, they learned to fend for themselves, stealing when needed and getting quite the beating from their father on the occasion that they got caught. Being brought home by the police was, in their parent’s eyes, the worse thing they could do. School was never a priority for either brother, but hard work wasn’t something they shied away from. After Ian got a job working at a farm, Jay quickly convinced his brother to get him a job there as well. Although Jay was only thirteen, his height helped him convince the owner that he was older than he looked.
Jay preferred manual labor to school, and dropped out on his eighteenth birthday. Jay, having been held back twice wasn’t exactly close to graduation anyway. His brother had already dropped out and they both lived with a few other Austin punks in a small house. It was Ian who really introduced Jay to the punk scene and from that time on they found a tight community that was always there to help them out; from places to crash when things at home where a bit too much, to friends always willing to share a cig, bowel, or beer. Ian and Jay kept working on farms as well as selling weed to make enough money to scrap by, and eventually Ian went on to start selling harder stuff, and then using the harder stuff, as well. Jay was never in to the harder drugs, occasionally shroom trip or MDMA was one thing but as hard as he tried he couldn’t keep his brother away from heroin.
Moving to New York had always been an eventually goal for the Kelly brothers, but after Ian died of an overdose Jay couldn’t stay in a city that never felt like home in the first place. So, at nineteen he sold everything he had except the bare necessities he cared in a backpack and moved to New York. He spent a year homeless in New York, trying to scrap enough together to start a new life and eventually got an apprenticeship with a tattoo artist. As a kid, Jay was always artistically talented; sketching, graffiti, and eventually when living with his brother and some friends he’d even messed around with a homemade tattoo gun from time to time. Suddenly things started to make sense, tattooing seemed like the right fit for him, although he still wasn’t making the kind of money he needed to live semi-comfortably in New York. So, he also got work bartending, and eventually answered a flyer from a local punk band looking for a drummer. Now after five years living in New York his life is starting to fall back together, he’s starting to become a respected tattoo artist, likes the shop he currently works at, and is really starting to feel like he’s found his home.
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