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Operation Exodus: A Halo RP - Interest Check

Okay then. That's great. I would like 4 people before starting. That way we have a nice group

Operation Exodus: A Halo RP - Interest Check

Operation Exodus

A Halo RP

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Location: Planet New Darwin, Holt City
Current Status: Under Covenant Siege / Siege Length 40 days

New Darwin is a border colony world which in the beginning of the human-covenant war was surprisingly spared from the initial invasions. This all changed however when rumours began to spread about the discovery about a potential sacred artefact buried somewhere on the planet. The battle lines had advanced far beyond New Darwin and it took a while for any Covenant forces to actually arrive. When they did, the planetary assault force was underwhelming consisting of only a handful of corvettes. The colony city was able to defend itself, and while it didn't outright destroy the corvettes, it damaged them sufficiently to force them back into the upper atmosphere where they were useless. This created an issue however, as now the city was desperate to try and evacuate its civilian population.

The UNSC, only just hearing about the almost forgotten colony of New Darwin, quickly mobilised it's nearest task force, a small group of light and heavy frigates to New Darwin. Upon almost immediately arriving they engaged with already weakened Covenant corvettes, overpowering them and forcing them further and further back. The plan was to open up a gap wide enough that a fleet of human civilian vessels could leave and escape. The plan was not to be, as soon after the UNSC arrived, the Covenant bought in back up in the form of two capital ships. The beast ships quickly swatted away the frigates, forcing them to retreat to the other side of the planet. Quickly they established dominance, landing forces into the city and setting up a space elevator between the ground and one of the capitals, opening the way for a more intense invasion.

The UNSC responded the best they good, sending a single Valiant-class super heavy cruiser filled to the brim with marines, weapons and vehicles. The plan was to enter the atmosphere, drop off whatever it could and then speed off to meet up with the damaged frigates. For this purpose it was decided that ODST was the way forward. The operation was a success, the ship entered the atmosphere so rapidly that the two capital ships didn't have time to respond, before it Jettisoned every last ODST it had alongside a myriad of marine and vehicle loaded pelicans to compliment current ground forces. Before the Covenant could open fire the ship had already began its trip back up and towards the damaged frigates, armed with repair supplies to start making emergency repairs.

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During this RP you will be playing the roles of either Marines or ODST that landed on the planet in the counter attack, or had been bravely holding on since the start. There is deliberately no Spartans to help avoid a debate over how powerful they are or what they can and can't do. Also playing as weaker beings generally makes for better writing.

This will be a different RP simply because it won't progress like a normal RP. This is going to a cross between a Advanced RP and a Table-Top RP. Players will make actions and at the end of their turn i - the supreme one will give your characters a choice of actions, which depending on their skills and stats will have differing chances of success.

I am hoping this makes a great RP that has story telling and thinking involved. Not only do you have to win, but you have to take logical steps based on your skills. And yes, characters will die.

If you are interested declare below and if i get enough i will start putting together more information, CS and systems etc.

Thank you for reading
J

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Jacob Blackwell

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Location: High School Gym
Interacting With: @Nallore@Lady Amalthea

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Time was dragging. Really dragging. Why won't they stop looking at me? Did i interrupt something? Slowly the crowd went back to their business, once the echo from the door had subsided. After spotting Cynthia and Riley; the only two that made sense in this chaos, and the two he consequentially wanted to avoid, Cynthia called over to him and waved. Jacob sighed. It was a deep hearty sigh, years of loneliness and seclusion all compacted into a single breathing motion. There was no going back now however. Social convention now dictated he must speak to Cynthia and approach the duo. While it had been a decade since they had interacted like this {Although with Cynthia that wasn't exactly true} it still felt like high school to him. Taking those steps across the gym were almost as hard as the initial steps he took only a few minutes ago. That feeling of strange nostalgia hanging in his mind, clouding his judgement and overall making everything he saw a living hell.

What was he actually expecting? Cynthia to mock him and Riley punch him? Things had changed. People had grown up and lives had moved on. What happened at high school stayed in high school right? Actually no, ignore that. They were in high school, so that metaphor was actually true rather than being some sort of witty statement. But still, people had changed. After completing the necessary steps to reach the crowd he heard Riley's words. Okay, maybe things hadn't changed. Those words almost went through him like a dagger. Well actually more crawling under his skin. His name wasn't exactly hard to say or pronounce. It couldn't have been a nickname as they were shorter than the actual name; Jackie was longer than Jacob. The whole concept of calling him Jackie made no logical sense, and they frustrated him. Even now, 10 years later he was scrunching his face slightly, avoiding the urge to correct her, visibly it had become clear that Riley had pushed one of Jacob's many buttons.

"Hello Cynthia..." Despite the fact he had lived in the US for most of his life, and the fact that he had only been in England for at best 4 years, he still had an unshakeable British accent. It actually frustrated him. Looking over at Cynthia he remembered the day he went to visit her in her isolation. He still couldn't shake off the fact she had been released. Even if she wasn't the murderer, was she really ready for the outside world? Then again, many thought Jacob should have been in Cynthia's situation growing up, after all he had a mental illness in many peoples minds, in others it was a condition. Still at least Jacob had somewhat adapted to life. For Cynthia it was going to be a process of doing that all over again. At first he wanted to ignore Riley, but he knew that was rude. So once she got back from her drink he just muttered some words, not though about, no emotion, heck not even malice attached to them "Hello Riley" Jacob didn't want to speak to Tim just yet. he was only comfortable speaking to a few people at a time, and despite his previous relationships with the two of them, Jacob knew them a lot more than Tim. So for now, Jacob would remain silent

Fallout 4: Welcome to Sanctuary hills.

I would be interested to see how this plays out in practice

The Nations of Doiri

Okay all, that is great. We will wait for two more to appear to make five and then it will start. Others can hop in as it goes.

Also I will update the map at the weekend when I get on my computer

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

There we go, my first post. I hope it is alright xD

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Jacob Blackwell

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Location: Outside Grimm High School Gym >> High School Gym
Interacting With: @Nallore@Lady Amalthea

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It had been a long time since Jacob Blackwell had set foot in Grimm. His mother still lived there, but he hadn't been to see her in years. This was not because him and his mother had fallen out, it was more down to the fact he had been so busy over the past couple of years. His business over the past five years had grown at such a rapid rate that he couldn't keep up. Sure he had gained a crap load of money as result, but the years were starting to escape.

Tense would be an accurate description of how Jacob felt right now. It had been a long trip to Grimm; starting in Tokyo and ending up back at his high school. Three flights: Tokyo to Hawaii, Hawaii to Los Angeles then LA to Indiana. The final part of the trip was now underway. And those butterflies in his stomach would not go away, nerves creeping in as he entered the town limits. Thankfully though he wasn't driving. One of the perks of being rich was that you didn't need you drive anywhere.

The final few meters was the most tense, the black Mercedes Limo pulling up into the parking lot. Usually Jacob would wait for the driver to get out and open the door for him. However this time he simply opened the door himself and stepped out, startling the driver somewhat. Jacob raised his hand and dismissed the driver "Go into town and grab something to eat or something. Or drop my bags at the hotel... just go do something!" Jacob's voice started to rise towards the end, bordering on shouting.

Jacob began to walk towards the gym, the first few steps took forever to take. Each step was succeed by a pause in pace. Memories started to flood back with each step, overwhelming his senses and causing his brain to stop function.

Walking onto campus was distressing enough each morning. Cynthia didn't make it any more helpful though. The past few days her and Simone had been coming at her like a double offensive, if it wasn't Cynthia making comments or getting in his face, Simone was getting ready to pull some 'hardass' bitch move on him. As he approached the school doors he could see Simone inside. Even at long range, Jacob had learnt to spot trouble. Stopping in his tracks he decided to go the long way, walking around the gym and entering through one of the gym doors. Sure it meant walking through the jocks... but he would rather be mocked by a group of boys than have to face Simone.

The memory in his mind had finished replaying and before he could bring his conscious mind back into reality his feet had already started tracing those very steps he used to take to avoid the main entrance. Soon enough he had reached the side door to the gym. And his hand floated above the handle for a few seconds. Was he really ready for this? Did he really want to do this? Walk back into the lions den again? Still he had traveled the world to be here, Did he really want to waste all that time now? No was the simple answer. So with his mind made up Jacob opened the door into the gym and stepped inside. He had hoped that because it was the side door he would not have attracted attention, however the door clearly hadn't been maintained in a while as when he opened it it let out a loud and roaring creak, pretty much notifying everyone in the gym of his presence. It wasn't exactly good. When he walked through the door slammed shut with a bellowing echo too... As if the male didn't need to be singled out anymore, eyes descending upon him. It was like high school all over again... everyone looking at him. The memories of the prom came back to him too. About the investigation, about discussions people had about Jacob being the real killer... He was fairly sure none of those people were around, most of them were police officers and federal agents he had spoken to. He couldn't remember if the information had reached the populace before hand.

Still here he was, the echo coming to an end. "Um...Hello?" Jacob spluttered, years of confidence running a business shattered in a few seconds, his former teen self coming back into play. He placed his hand behind the back of his head, scratching the back of his scalp lightly. He just wished people would have turned back around and stopped looking at him. They were all looking at him. Scanning quickly he froze when he noticed Cynthia, his old high school reactions kicking in. As if the nightmare couldn't get any worse, he saw Riley too...fucking Riley. This was like hell on a plate. He was fairly sure he had dreams about those two being together with him alone... Not pleasant indeed. And could people stop staring at him

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

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Jacob Blackwell

Character Summary

Name:Jacob Blackwell
Aliases:Jay, That weird one, The mental one.
Age:27
Birthday:08/08/89
Ethnicity: White British
Birth Place: Bath, England
Location: Washington D.C
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Computing/Economics
Occupation: Tech Entrepreneur
Languages: English / Some Japanese

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Appearance

Height: 6'0
Weight: 210
Build: Stocky, no muscle though.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None

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Psychology

Intelligent * Inadvertently Evil * Keen Eye * Unhinged

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Suffering from Autism/Aspergers, Jacob has a rather... distinct and varying personality. Jacob suffers from adaptive personality, a trait that forces or more over allows him to take personality traits from others. Put him in a room full of snobs, he will become a snob. Because of this it is very hard to actually tell what his personality is like as it is near impossible to tell what is actually genuine or what is being taken from others. No one used to care about his personality though. So why would they care now.

Behind the onion like layers of his adaptive personality is a fragile person. Quick to surrender and quick to run. Fears ranging from A-Z and a clear lack of self esteem, possibly the only trait that always carries through with him regardless of whatever personality. Confidence has always been a big issue even more so as he has gotten older, even though most people work in the reverse.
Habits: OCD with everything, Routine, Logical thoughts, Sighing, Cynical view
Hobbies: Computing and Money... Well making money.
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged

• Being truly alone
• Rejection

Being found out
Likes:

• Computers
• Sci-Fi Films
• Pointing out Cynical views to optimists
• Running his business
• Gaming
• The colour black

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Purple
• Inquisitive people
• Fish
• People
• Heights
• did i say people?

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History

Thoughts On The Murder: For all that it was worth, Jacob rather enjoyed the idea of seeing that bitch dead. Heck if you had given him the baseball bat he would of done it himself. Of course he didn't do it.. Simone had made his life hell, a living hell. She would never leave him alone. So of course he had no regrets regarding the bitches death. Of course when the police came knocking he had to act all grief stricken, but no. In reality he was happy with the outcome. Seeing her all dead like that felt like a massive weight lifted off his shoulders, even if she wasn't going to be in his life after the prom. Seeing someone you hate that much dead does that to you.

History During H.S.: High school. Hell. Whatever you want to call it. Jacob hated school, and it seemed it hated him in kind. His autism segregated him from the others. Social interaction was always awkward and Jacob refused to have it where possible. Academically he did ok. He seemed to be a A student in anything theoretical, and a B or C student in practical/creative subjects. Born in England, it seemed as if Jacob was going to have a pretty normal life, however as he grew up into his toddler years it seemed something was not quite right with him. His parents couldn't quite get what was wrong. After a few doctor visits, Jacob was diagnosed with Aspergers, and life therein changed.

His father, quite typically lower class English, refused to have a 'mentally retarded' son and wanted to give him away. His mother angered by the very notion of what was being proposed left him, taking everything in court, custody, the house, the money. She rather ruthlessly ended him. She couldn't bear to live in the house alone, and as news of the break-up was circulated around town, she gave in and fled. The fleeing took her to the United States. Grimm to be precise. The small town was just the place she needed to raise her son alone. She never did remarry, she did try dating though.

Fitting in at High school was hard, even if he had been through the entire American education system. His Autism had always presented barriers to him. People were just repulsed by him, and being such a easy bullying target to a wide number of people, everyone decided it was far easier to join in with the majority of bullies rather than risk the consequences of being friends. Even your typical friendly person joined in. That was how bad it was, though in fairness, his attitude he had developed didn't exactly make it easy to get along with. His school years had allowed him develop a rather deep cynicism that bought out the worst of everyone that was around him.

This all came to a head after the murder of Simone. While Cynthia was the main suspect from the get go, there had been a small investigation into Jacob while Cy was being questioned. CCTV showed Jacob arriving at the prom early, then leaving halfway through, only to return before the big reveal. Discovering his mental state, and the bias and prejudice that came with it, suddenly Jacob had become a second suspect: Geeky white guy with mental illness snaps at school and murders fellow pupil. Pretty much wrote itself. Thankfully the investigation was halted before it got too serious when Cynthia was convicted. Though that didn't stop fellow students from blaming him for the murder if they suspected Cynthia's innocence.

History Since Graduation: After the murder, Jacob had gone on to study further. He just wanted to keep studying as while High school was hell, studying gave him a routine that he could stick by. He ended up going as high up he system as he could go, earning himself a PHD in Computer Science in the end. The studies was just a distraction though. After High School he had a much more interesting venture going on. During his senior year Jacob had been working on developing a prototype microcomputer. He was convinced that this microcomputer was going to change the world forever. So he had dedicated large amounts of his time to this project, even letting his grades suffer slightly in order to pursue it. He teachers had never minded though, as they could see the potential he had.

The first year at University, and after test after test, The MicroOne TM had been finished and was ready for the world. Originally building each one to order by hand in his spare time, this small fit in your pocket size computer very quickly became a hit with the computing world. It had become so rapidly popular that he actually had to start his own business 'Blackwell Industries' to start producing them for him. Going to the bank and asking for $50,000 loan, he set up the business and hired staff to produce them while he was studying. Form there on in it was one more success after another. The factory got bigger and bigger and before you knew it the MicroTwo TM was coming out.

There was no denying that Jacob had become insanely rich because of this. Studying was now a secondary thing, and running a business was his first love. Establishing itself as a global brand almost overnight, the demand for products kept soaring, not only was the computer small, but it also costed only $40. It was a miracle. People around the world couldn't believe how this could be done. The money he has made has allowed him to buy everything his heart has ever wanted. But it could never quite pave over the blackness and cynicism that had been created by his high school years... That and the accusation of murder doesn't exactly go away... no matter how many millions you stash in the bank account.

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Character Quote:"No amount of money and success can fill the black hole in the heart"
Theme Song:New Order - Blue Monday
High School Clique:The Geeks/Rest
Voted: Most likely to end up in an asylum
Why: Well... you ever tried to speak to him?
Anything Else:Nope

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

Relations

Jacob Blackwell

{"No amount of money and success can fill the black hole in the heart"}
☯ Acquaintance ║ ✿ Friend ║ ❅ BFF ║ ♡ Infatuation ║ ❦ Sweetheart ║ ☣ Frenemy ║ ☢ Dislikes ║ ☠ Loathes

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☢ Jasmin Morgan ☢
Never really spoke. Seemed to herself and never went out of her way to make my life a living hell. Doesnt mean i have to like her though.

Never heard from her since... doesn't plan to.

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☠ Riley Ridgeway ☠
One word. Bitch. Two Words, fucking bitch. She was no Simone but boy did she make my life hell. We just never got on. I think it was her sarcasm that wound me up, and my personality leeching that ticked her off... We were always shouting, and yes, fists were exchanged on a few occasions behind the gym.

You actually think i am going to talk to this bitch after HS? forget it... infact remind me to hire someone to torch her tour bus or something, she cant sing or play instruments.

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☯ Adelaide Grimaldi ☯
She said hello and was never nasty even when others around her joined in. Was never exactly quick in or even forthcoming in my defense though. She was friends with everyone, never trust a person like that.

I think she tried adding me on Facebook after we left HS. Never accepted though. Didn't really want to keep any contacts... though she kept trying, was she trying to get on my nerves???

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☠ Simone Carter ☠
Just give me the baseball bat, Where do you want the body?

Doesn't the world feel like a better place?

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☠ Cynthia McMillan ☢
She had issues. Real Issues. If it had been my way there would of have been two people dead that night... She tried to destroy my work. All of my work. I wouldn't be who i am today if she had succeeded.

Ok... So maybe being locked up hasn't been good for her. I actually visited once... please don't ask why. I couldn't possibly tell you.

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☢ Ashley Cunningham ☢
While not actively... ok semi-actively trying to ruin my life, Ashley was a annoying one. It didn't matter what comeback you had, it never got to her, and somehow you felt worse about yourself for it. A master of Physco warfare indeed. I am still convinced she was one of the main people who helped turn people against me. Someone popular had to do it.

Never heard from since... and i hope i never do.

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☯ Kai Malana ☯
How can you be held back so many times. How thick do you have to be... Still... he didn't give me any grief. I guess my hatred came from his lack of academia.

We never spoke afterwards of course. But i guess he graduated so i have mellowed towards him.

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☯ Marc Tinder ☯
I Don't think i had a proper conversation with him at all during HS. I am not complaining about it... just rather strange now i think on it. He never stayed around in one place long enough for me to get comfortable enough to start a conversation.

How do you keep up with a ghost... Haven't heard from him but i did hear from various lobbying members of government that he had served in the navy.

RP Tag Requests

I would say there needs to be a new category relating to the place the RP is at, so like: Recruiting, starting, started bit still recruiting and finished. That way it is easy to distinguish fresh RPs from mature lnes at a glance.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@Lady Amalthea

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Jacob Blackwell

Character Summary

Name:Jacob Blackwell
Aliases:Jay, That weird one, The mental one.
Age:27
Birthday:08/08/89
Ethnicity: White British
Birth Place: Bath, England
Location: Washington D.C
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Computing/Economics
Occupation: Tech Entrepreneur
Languages: English / Some Japanese

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Appearance

Height: 6'0
Weight: 210
Build: Stocky, no muscle though.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None

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Psychology

Intelligent * Inadvertently Evil * Keen Eye * Unhinged

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Suffering from Autism/Aspergers, Jacob has a rather... distinct and varying personality. Jacob suffers from adaptive personality, a trait that forces or more over allows him to take personality traits from others. Put him in a room full of snobs, he will become a snob. Because of this it is very hard to actually tell what his personality is like as it is near impossible to tell what is actually genuine or what is being taken from others. No one used to care about his personality though. So why would they care now.

Behind the onion like layers of his adaptive personality is a fragile person. Quick to surrender and quick to run. Fears ranging from A-Z and a clear lack of self esteem, possibly the only trait that always carries through with him regardless of whatever personality. Confidence has always been a big issue even more so as he has gotten older, even though most people work in the reverse.
Habits: OCD with everything, Routine, Logical thoughts, Sighing, Cynical view
Hobbies: Computing and Money... Well making money.
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged

• Being truly alone
• Rejection

Being found out
Likes:

• Computers
• Sci-Fi Films
• Pointing out Cynical views to optimists
• Running his business
• Gaming
• The colour black

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Purple
• Inquisitive people
• Fish
• People
• Heights
• did i say people?

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History

Thoughts On The Murder: For all that it was worth, Jacob rather enjoyed the idea of seeing that bitch dead. Heck if you had given him the baseball bat he would of done it himself. Of course he didn't do it.. Simone had made his life hell, a living hell. She would never leave him alone. So of course he had no regrets regarding the bitches death. Of course when the police came knocking he had to act all grief stricken, but no. In reality he was happy with the outcome. Seeing her all dead like that felt like a massive weight lifted off his shoulders, even if she wasn't going to be in his life after the prom. Seeing someone you hate that much dead does that to you.

History During H.S.: High school. Hell. Whatever you want to call it. Jacob hated school, and it seemed it hated him in kind. His autism segregated him from the others. Social interaction was always awkward and Jacob refused to have it where possible. Academically he did ok. He seemed to be a A student in anything theoretical, and a B or C student in practical/creative subjects. Born in England, it seemed as if Jacob was going to have a pretty normal life, however as he grew up into his toddler years it seemed something was not quite right with him. His parents couldn't quite get what was wrong. After a few doctor visits, Jacob was diagnosed with Aspergers, and life therein changed.

His father, quite typically lower class English, refused to have a 'mentally retarded' son and wanted to give him away. His mother angered by the very notion of what was being proposed left him, taking everything in court, custody, the house, the money. She rather ruthlessly ended him. She couldn't bear to live in the house alone, and as news of the break-up was circulated around town, she gave in and fled. The fleeing took her to the United States. Grimm to be precise. The small town was just the place she needed to raise her son alone. She never did remarry, she did try dating though.

Fitting in at High school was hard, even if he had been through the entire American education system. His Autism had always presented barriers to him. People were just repulsed by him, and being such a easy bullying target to a wide number of people, everyone decided it was far easier to join in with the majority of bullies rather than risk the consequences of being friends. Even your typical friendly person joined in. That was how bad it was, though in fairness, his attitude he had developed didn't exactly make it easy to get along with. His school years had allowed him develop a rather deep cynicism that bought out the worst of everyone that was around him.

This all came to a head after the murder of Simone. While Cynthia was the main suspect from the get go, there had been a small investigation into Jacob while Cy was being questioned. CCTV showed Jacob arriving at the prom early, then leaving halfway through, only to return before the big reveal. Discovering his mental state, and the bias and prejudice that came with it, suddenly Jacob had become a second suspect: Geeky white guy with mental illness snaps at school and murders fellow pupil. Pretty much wrote itself. Thankfully the investigation was halted before it got too serious when Cynthia was convicted. Though that didn't stop fellow students from blaming him for the murder if they suspected Cynthia's innocence.

History Since Graduation: After the murder, Jacob had gone on to study further. He just wanted to keep studying as while High school was hell, studying gave him a routine that he could stick by. He ended up going as high up he system as he could go, earning himself a PHD in Computer Science in the end. The studies was just a distraction though. After High School he had a much more interesting venture going on. During his senior year Jacob had been working on developing a prototype microcomputer. He was convinced that this microcomputer was going to change the world forever. So he had dedicated large amounts of his time to this project, even letting his grades suffer slightly in order to pursue it. He teachers had never minded though, as they could see the potential he had.

The first year at University, and after test after test, The MicroOne TM had been finished and was ready for the world. Originally building each one to order by hand in his spare time, this small fit in your pocket size computer very quickly became a hit with the computing world. It had become so rapidly popular that he actually had to start his own business 'Blackwell Industries' to start producing them for him. Going to the bank and asking for $50,000 loan, he set up the business and hired staff to produce them while he was studying. Form there on in it was one more success after another. The factory got bigger and bigger and before you knew it the MicroTwo TM was coming out.

There was no denying that Jacob had become insanely rich because of this. Studying was now a secondary thing, and running a business was his first love. Establishing itself as a global brand almost overnight, the demand for products kept soaring, not only was the computer small, but it also costed only $40. It was a miracle. People around the world couldn't believe how this could be done. The money he has made has allowed him to buy everything his heart has ever wanted. But it could never quite pave over the blackness and cynicism that had been created by his high school years... That and the accusation of murder doesn't exactly go away... no matter how many millions you stash in the bank account.

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Extras

Character Quote:"No amount of money and success can fill the black hole in the heart"
Theme Song:New Order - Blue Monday
High School Clique:The Geeks/Rest
Voted: Most likely to end up in an asylum
Why: Well... you ever tried to speak to him?
Anything Else:Nope

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

Will place Relationships once i have worked out which charas are active. Then feel free to comment on the relationships i put down etc and to add Jacob onto yours etc.

Relations

Jacob Blackwell

{"No amount of money and success can fill the black hole in the heart"}
☯ Acquaintance ║ ✿ Friend ║ ❅ BFF ║ ♡ Infatuation ║ ❦ Sweetheart ║ ☣ Frenemy ║ ☢ Dislikes ║ ☠ Loathes

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☢ Jasmin Morgan ☢
Never really spoke. Seemed to herself and never went out of her way to make my life a living hell. Doesnt mean i have to like her though.

Never heard from her since... doesn't plan to.

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☠ Riley Ridgeway ☠
One word. Bitch. Two Words, fucking bitch. She was no Simone but boy did she make my life hell. We just never got on. I think it was her sarcasm that wound me up, and my personality leeching that ticked her off... We were always shouting, and yes, fists were exchanged on a few occasions behind the gym.

You actually think i am going to talk to this bitch after HS? forget it... infact remind me to hire someone to torch her tour bus or something, she cant sing or play instruments.

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☯ Adelaide Grimaldi ☯
She said hello and was never nasty even when others around her joined in. Was never exactly quick in or even forthcoming in my defense though. She was friends with everyone, never trust a person like that.

I think she tried adding me on Facebook after we left HS. Never accepted though. Didn't really want to keep any contacts... though she kept trying, was she trying to get on my nerves???

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☠ Simone Carter ☠
Just give me the baseball bat, Where do you want the body?

Doesn't the world feel like a better place?

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☠ Cynthia McMillan ☢
She had issues. Real Issues. If it had been my way there would of have been two people dead that night... She tried to destroy my work. All of my work. I wouldn't be who i am today if she had succeeded.

Ok... So maybe being locked up hasn't been good for her. I actually visited once... please don't ask why. I couldn't possibly tell you.

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☢ Ashley Cunningham ☢
While not actively... ok semi-actively trying to ruin my life, Ashley was a annoying one. It didn't matter what comeback you had, it never got to her, and somehow you felt worse about yourself for it. A master of Physco warfare indeed. I am still convinced she was one of the main people who helped turn people against me. Someone popular had to do it.

Never heard from since... and i hope i never do.

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☯ Kai Malana ☯
How can you be held back so many times. How thick do you have to be... Still... he didn't give me any grief. I guess my hatred came from his lack of academia.

We never spoke afterwards of course. But i guess he graduated so i have mellowed towards him.

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☯ Marc Tinder ☯
I Don't think i had a proper conversation with him at all during HS. I am not complaining about it... just rather strange now i think on it. He never stayed around in one place long enough for me to get comfortable enough to start a conversation.

How do you keep up with a ghost... Haven't heard from him but i did hear from various lobbying members of government that he had served in the navy.