Osiris M. Jackson
Oct 20, 2014 23:30:02 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2014 23:30:02 GMT -5
The easy S T U F F . . .Name:Osiris MaceyJackson
Nickname: Jackson
Age: 17
Member Group: Student
Power(s): Telekinesis - Jackson can move objects with his mind. The maximum amount he can move is no more than what he can lift physically. The longer he "holds" onto something, the harder it is to hold onto it, relative to it's weight. Heavier objects will cause him to grow tired more quickly. Lighter objects, such as a can of soda, he will not tire from nearly as easily. The more mentally exhausted he becomes, the easier it is for him to drop or lose control of the object he is gripping. the The maximum distance he can manipulate an object is up to 30ft. To illustrate more clearly, Jackson's telekinesis is akin to him having an additional, invisible arm that extends to 30ft and, like any muscle, can grow stronger with regular exercise. He can lift multiple objects at once, but this takes extra concentration and separates out his "arm's" strength between said objects, dividing his maximum weight limit between the number of objects he's manipulating. This action also causes him to tire more quickly.
Side effects include headaches which worsen depending on how long he uses his power, how many objects he is manipulating, and how heavy the objects are. Too much strain can yield a nosebleed. Like any muscle, he can also overstrain his telekinesis to the point where it becomes a struggle to manipulate even simple objects, and thus would require adequate time "heal" and regain his strength, which can take anywhere from a day to a few weeks depending on how badly the strain.
Play By:Lee Seung-hyun, aka SeungriLet it F L O W . . .Basic Stats
Name: Jackson, don’t call me “Jack”, and definitely don’t call me “Osiris”! That name does not even exist to me! Like, I won’t even answer to it.
Age: Turned 16 last month!
Birthdate: September 28, 1998
Birthplace: Phoenix, AZ
Hometown: Albuquerque, NM
Age Manifested: When I was 14.
Sunl sign: I’m a Libra, ha ha.
Zodiac sign: And a Tiger. Good combination, right?
Hair color: Naturally dark brown, but I dye it sometimes
Eye color: Dark brown, pretty boring, I know.
Height: 5’ 8”, think I still got some growing to do tho
Weight: 175lbs, it comes and goes depending on how active I am or how much junk food I’m eating, or how my health is been going. But I think that’s about average.
Tattoos or piercings: No tattoos, Grams won’t let me, she’s already flipped over the piercings. I got an industrial in my right ear, a couple on the lobes, and one on the left lobe.
Scars: Nothing real big. A few cat scratches. Think I got a real bad one when I was five or somewhere around there, there’s this long gash on my leg, but it’s faded pretty big.
Shoe size: Size 10, generally, but I can go up to an 11 if I need to. My feet are weird, they aren’t the same size.
GPA: 3.9, I like to keep on top of my studies. It gives me less hassle from people who like to get on me about other stuff.
Health concerns: Um...well...I don’t really like to talk about this, but I am diabetic. Been since I was a babe, so been dealing with it my whole life. It’s no big deal, really, I got it under control for the most part. Yeah, and it kind of runs in the family, on my dad’s side, so my aunt and uncle all have it too. My uncle wasn’t very good at taking care of himself, though, so he lost a leg a few years ago, and is going blind in his right eye. It’s kinda scary, so...I do my best to keep on top of it. Plus Grams gets on me all the time about it, so wouldn’t be able to ignore it if I wanted to, ha ha! XD
General Questions
What is it that you most like/dislike?
Uhm...well, what I like most is….strawberries. Those’re cool. And burritos! With green chili! Man, I think that’s what I miss most about ‘Burque. Otherwise...uh, that’s actually a pretty vague question, I don’t know if you’re talking about food, or things, or people… I like music, I guess. Mostly hip hop and rap, but I can swing some of the other stuff too, y’know? Mostly just like stuff I can dance to, shake my hips a little, get a little motion goin’. With people...well, I can’t think of any particular kind of person I don’t like, so I guess you can say I like all people. Well, maybe...there was this one guy in 8th..? No, 7th grade who really got on my nerves. Like, he just didn’t get it. Every other thing he said was “what do I do? what do I do?” like he needed a roadmap to do some of the most basic things. I didn’t say anything to him though, ‘cause that would’ve been rude, and not nice, ‘n all, but...well, I guess I kinda ignored him a lot. Or tried to. If he kept pushing, I’d eventually give and show him what to do. Ha ha, and then, five minutes later, he’d be right back behind me, asking the same question all over again. What a dope!
Other things I dislike...probably….man, this is hard. I guess...that’s it, having to repeat myself. I can’t think of any food I don’t like. Or things. Guess I’m pretty open minded overall.
What do you consider your greatest achievement?
My greatest achievement…? I...well...that would have to be graduating at the top of the class in middle school. I don’t know how much of an achievement you can call that, though, the education back home is actually pretty crappy compared to here. They spend more time checking our pockets for “contraband” than they do on new textbooks or upgrading the curriculum. But then, I wasn’t really living in the best part of town, so maybe it was better up in the north side?
What is your favorite subject in school?
Does PE count as a subject? I always thought my calling was more in the physical things than academia, but I guess I do well enough in both. I just...well, school’s school. It’s just something you gotta do. So I do it. Sure makes Grams happy to see those A’s on my report card, y’know?
What are your hobbies?
My hobbies...well, I like sports quite a bit. Like basketball. I was in a pee-wee basketball team back in elementary and middle school. I can do soccer too. Mm...I draw a little bit. Like, letter art. It’d be cool to put those into tats someday. And when I don’t got anything else to do, I’ll just sit and read something.
What can you absolutely not stand?
Didn’t we already have this question? Ha, well, then, I’ll just repeat my previous answer. I don’t like repeating myself. Now, don’t you ask again or I’m gonna have to beat you with an iron pipe….nah, I’m just fooling!! Ha ha ha!!
….I guess the other thing I can’t stand is ignorance. Well, maybe that’s the same thing as the guy I mentioned previously, but I really bugs me when people think they know what they’re talking about with my medical condition. Like, I’ll usually tell them what they need to know, but when something goes bad, they often do exactly the wrong thing. Then I get a lot of the same questions over and over. It’s kind of a hassle, having to say it over and over. Eventually, I just get sick of saying anything at all, but I can’t do that, ‘cause that’s not good for me. So...it’s just something I gotta deal with. It’s just fucking annoying, though!
Sorry, I know I shouldn’t be swearing, but there’s really no other way to say it.
Where would you like to live?
I don’t know where I’d like to live. Maybe in a place that’s not a big town pretending to be a small city? Really, there is nothing out there. But, that’s where most of my family is, there and thereabouts, so don’t got much a choice. I’d like to travel, if I could though. Only other place I been to is Mexico, where my Dad’s Mom’s family is, and I don’t really like going there...they’re, uh...not the best people in the world.
Do you have any family?
Oh, yeah, I have family. You ready? We’ll start with Dad’s side.
So, my Dad’s Francisco Jackson, son of Maria Jackson(maiden name, Carnero) and Blaine Jackson, right? Grandpa Blaine is long dead already, god bless his soul, but Granny Maria is still alive and well down on a hacienda just outside Mexico City where she moved in with her family after Grandpa Blaine passed on. Granny Maria has about five brothers and sisters down there, and they each have about 3 or 4 kids themselves, most of them a little bit older than me. And boy, they are some of the most racist assholes you’d ever met(pardon the French), y’know what I’m saying? So I kinda always feel outta place when I got down there, ‘cause I’m such a mix of...well, a lot of things. They never were really happy with Granny Maria’s choice of husband, so they were quick to take it out on me and Mom when we’d go down there with Dad. That was...well, that was a long time ago, since I last saw them. Obviously, I don’t see them much anymore.
My dad’s got 2 brothers and one sister, so I got some uncles and an aunt on his side. And out of them, only one had kids, so I got two cousins. They’re pretty cool, one’s a meta and also goes to Hammel. I see them about...maybe once a year at best. More now, since I go to Hammel.
Anyway, moving on, my Mom is Christina Jackson(maiden name, Ahn), daughter to Sumin(maiden name, Kim) and Nick Ahn. Now, Mom was an only child, so I don’t got a lot of family on that side, and Grandpa Nick is, well, also old and dead, bless his soul. Grams, is still around and kicking, but I get the feeling she doesn’t have too many years left, y’know. And she doesn’t have any other family in the states but me. So...it’s just me and her, trekkin’ it until the end. I do my best though, to make her feel useful. She’s...really...sometimes, it feels like she’s all I got, y’know? So I gotta do my best for her.
What job do you see yourself having in 5/10 years?
I honestly can’t even think that far ahead. I don’t even know where I’m going to be next week, much less in 5 or 10 years. Maybe college, I don’t know. Might not be an option for me, though, so I gotta start thinking about getting a job soon, get some work experience in so I’m not left with no direction once I graduate, and no resources once Grams finally leaves...It’s hard to think about, honestly….
Personal Questions
What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Perfect happiness? Um….a private beach in the Bahamas? Hahaha! I wish. I mean, yeah, that’d be nice, but...I’m not gonna put too much stock in that. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn’t, then whatever. I don’t really need it. Truth be told, I think happiness is relative to each individual person. So what might mean the world to one person, might not mean the same thing to someone else. For me, I’m perfectly fine where I’m at. Sure, I’d like more, but I’m not gonna lose sleep over it. As long as me and Grams are okay, I’m golden.
What is your most treasured possession?
Well, that’s easy. It’s this silver cross I wear around my neck. Never take it off. My mom...it was her’s before she...well, before she left us. It was a gift to her, from my dad for their wedding. She really loved it, wore it everywhere, didn’t even take it off in the shower. Ha ha, Dad told her so many times to not do that. He was afraid it was gonna fall from her neck and down the drain one of these days….never did though. I like to think that there’s a reason for that. That that makes it special, like maybe there really are angels, y’know?
Who is the greatest love of your life?
I haven’t fallen in love yet, so I can’t really say.
What is your most marked characteristic?
Hmmm….do you mean physically, or personality-wise? Physically, I think it’d have to be my mix of ethnicities, though my Mom’s Korean kinda shows through the most. Then there’s my piercings, but we already talked about those.
If we’re talking personality, then...I guess it’d have to be….well, people tell me I’m pretty easy-going. I don’t like to argue a whole lot, and would rather try and put myself in somebody else’s shoes before making any assumptions about them. Some people have said that it makes me a little soft, or gullible, or like I don’t stand up for myself, or assert myself, or I’m always agreeing with everything everyone else says….I don’t know, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. People are entitled to their own opinion and deserve to have them be heard and understood. That’s all I’m doing, really.
When and where were you the happiest?
Another easy one. That was when my Mom and Dad were still around.
What is your greatest fear?
Ah...like I said, I don’t really like to think about it. But Grams passing on is probably my number one right now. I don’t know what I’d do without her.
What is your greatest regret?
Mmm...I don’t know. I wanna say that there’s no real reason to have regrets. Because having them isn’t going to change anything that happened in the past, so there’s no point in dwelling. Sure, you can use your mistakes to learn from them and figure out how to do stuff in the future when you’re in a similar situation….but actually regretting?
….I want to say that….but I guess you can’t help feeling it over some things. Like, as irrational as it sounds, I regret not being able to do anything for my Mom. She took it really hard when Dad...when he….anyway, I know there wasn’t anything I could do. I was just a kid. I still am, actually. But it’s still hard to not go back and think “what if?”, y’know?
Which talent would you most like to have?
Talent….uhm….Maybe the talent to slam dunk? But that kinda requires some height, which I don’t have a lot of. Those guys are a good 6 foot plus, aren’t they? I barely reach 5’8”.
What is the quality you most like in a woman?
In a woman...I guess I kinda like the quiet, demure type. But I can also appreciate a girl with spirit too, y’know? I like a girl who knows what she wants, but isn’t, like, all forceful about it. I’ll be honest, feminist kinda bug me, because a lot of them seem to think that all guys are the same. I’m not looking for a quiet girl to control or anything, I just find that kinda thing cute. And I want to make it a partnership with whoever I finally decided to get together with. Equal standing, y’know?
What is the quality you most like in a man?
Uh...wow, I honestly was not expecting this question to come up… Because...I can’t even answer it. I’m not against same sex relationships or anything, but...well, I know the church had recently gone into accepting the practice well enough, but there are still some who aren’t as open minded as the pope. And my family, especially my dad’s relatives, are very...judgemental…? And aside from that, I know that if I brought home a man as my partner….Grams would...she’d die. That’s it, she’d just die. And cry. And...I can’t do that to her. So...It’s just...out of the question right now.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
That’s….that’s a really hard question to answer. I think...hmmm...I guess it’s frustrating that I just can’t be accepted by most of my family for just being who I am, y’know? But even so...I can’t hate them. They’re my family. Family’s most important. So...maybe it’s that I can’t let go, even though I should.
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Expecting everyone to be the same. Expecting everyone to conform. Ah...no, that’s not right. Like I said before, everyone’s entitled to their own opinion. Even if it’s the wrong opinion...
What do you most value in your friends?
That they make me laugh. That they...well, that they listen to me...well, they don’t really listen all the time. I’m usually the one that’s listening. They have a lot to say, so I let them say it. Sometimes it’s just...good for them to get it out there. But I digress. Um...I think I just like...that they like me...they don’t have to, and yet they do. So...that means a lot to me.
Which living person do you most admire?
That’s easy. My Grams. She took me in and raised me after my mom and dad left, so I pretty much owe her everything. She lives on a pension, so didn’t really have the means to take care of me, but she did it anyway. I don’t know how she did it, but...that woman knows how to get the job done when she wants to.
On what occasions do you lie?
I’d like to say I don’t lie...but that would be a lie. It’s not like I do it a lot, or on purpose. Half the time it’s just a slip, of what you think is best to say, rather than the truth. White lies are like that. Like, as much as it breaks my heart, I actually lie to my Grams a lot because...well, I don’t think she could handle a lot of the truth. It’s to protect her, really. There are just some things she doesn’t need to know.
How would you like to die?
In my bed, lying next to the person I love.
Do you have any religious or spiritual views you’d like to share?
Well...this one is probably a no-brainer, but my mom and dad were very spiritual people. Religious too, but not in the “oh you’re going to hell if you don’t follow the bible exactly” kind of way. I believe in angels. I believe in God. I practice in the Catholic church, but that’s just because that’s what I know. My dad’s family insisted I be christened in the Catholic church. I don’t think they’re “right” or “wrong”, just that they’re one outlet to express one’s spiritual beliefs.
Random/fun questions
What is your motto?
I don’t know if I got a motto, but...I do believe something like…”things can always get worse. So count your blessings while you can. Because they might not be there forever, and you don’t want to miss out on them because you were too busy thinking about how bad things are now.” I know it’s a little cheesy, but it helps me get by.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
Um...well, I say “um” a lot. And “y’know”. And….ha ha, I don’t know. I guess I never thought about it before.
Who is your favorite hero of fiction?
Batman. Do I need a reason? He’s batman.
What is your favorite color?
Dark red and...I don’t know what this color’s called, but it’s kind of a golden orange sorta color. Really pretty.
Favorite food?
I’m 16. Pizza. And maybe green chili stew, but they don’t have that out here, so I’m gonna stick with pizza.
Favorite vacation spot?
Haven’t been on a lot of vacations...but I’m going to go with Disneyland. My mom took me there when I was 5...6? Good memories.
Favorite animal?
Uh...hedgehog? I have one as a pet, actually. His name is Harvey Dent.
If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?
I don’t know….a person would be nice, of course, but I think it’d be nice to come back as a bird. Maybe a fish. A fish in the deep blue sea. Then I’d get to live in a place that so few others can touch. I think it’s probably amazing down there, in the bottom of the ocean.
Questions about life
What happened to your parents?
You’re not gonna let up on this, huh? I don’t really want to answer that, but...if I gotta I gotta…
When I was ten I came home from school like normal. I don’t know why they didn’t have someone come get me. Guess they just hadn’t gotten that far yet. But when I turned the corner onto my street, there was a bunch of cop cars outside of my house. They wouldn’t let me go in. I had to sit in one of those cop cars with the cage between the front and back seat. I think I sat there for...it felt like hours, but it probably wasn’t that long before they took me to the station. Nobody really told me what was going on, not until my mom got there. I remember complaining about not feeling good, and it took them forever to figure out what to do with me. Apparently they didn't know what to do, so I ended up getting really sick until my mom finally showed up. She yelled at them in about ten different languages for being so incompetent. That's when they finally sat us down and told us what happened.
They, uh...they told us….they said he shot a cop. I didn’t believe them. Heck, I still don’t believe them, it’s gotta be some mistake or something. I mean...my dad? He didn’t even own a gun. I don’t know how he could…. Nothing of it made sense. Still doesn’t. They said he robbed a liquor store and when the cops came to chase him down, he pulled a gun on them and ran. And they tracked him down over on Central. Got a positive ID from some witness. But that was all they got, the camera from the store didn’t catch his face too clear. Ugh…! I just keep thinking….that can’t be right! It’s gotta be a mistake, they’re just pinning it on him because he was in the wrong place, at the wrong time, and was fucking Mexican while he was doing it! That’s what…!
…...It’s not fair. They didn’t even give him a chance. Gave him a crappy lawyer…..got him down from 25 to 15 with a deal. No parole though, so I’m not going to be able to see him again on this side of the fence until...heck, I’ll be 25 by then.
Mom didn’t take it too well. She was kinda...spacey after all that. Didn’t seem quite all there most of the time. Grams came to live with us, to help out until Mom could get back on her feet and snap out of it. Then one day….she just left. I just woke up and she wasn’t there anymore. Didn’t leave a note or anything, didn’t tell Grams where she was going, didn’t even take anything with her, not even her necklace...I haven’t heard anything about her showing up dead, so she’s gotta be alive somewhere, but...yeah, anyway….that’s what happened.
What happened when you manifested?
Um...nothing spectacular, really. Actually, it was kinda funny! So, I was out hanging at my friends place out need Roosevelt park and we were just goofing around and pretending we were Jedi or something. So of course, I hold my hand out like I expect the coke can to just pop across the room into it….and it did. Sooo...yeah, we were all kinda, what the heck?? We were freaking out for the better part of the night. They were all trying to get me to do it again. I...couldn’t really get more than a few things to jiggle and knock over after that, but they were pretty excited.
...I miss them. I mean, they were cool. They could keep a secret, so I don’t think anyone else found out. But I feel like I just abandoned them when the recruiters came to get me. I barely had a chance to say goodbye. That was...about a week later? I think? Thing is, I didn’t want to leave Grams behind. Y’know, she’s old, and shouldn’t really be living alone. So we made arrangements for her to come out to Vermont and live in Pilot Ridge. I can stay with either her or at the dorms, I guess, but I just gotta tell someone first what it’s going to be. She took care of me so much as a kid, so...I just feel like...like it’s my turn to return the favor, y’know?
Do you like your power?
It’s alright. I can’t really do much with it. Just a few things here and there, but I’m hoping to get better. It does make me a bit lazy though, y’know, when it comes to getting up to get the clicker. Or maybe get a coke from the fridge.
How do you like Hammel so far?
I like it. It’s not perfect, but what school is? There’s a lot of people, a lot of different kinds of people and that kinda makes me smile. It’s definitely a lot better than the place I grew up, that’s for sure. Doesn’t mean I don’t miss the valley, but I’m pretty happy here.
How’s your health?
The school helps me out a lot with my health, so I don’t have so much to worry about. I’ve had some pretty bad incidents here and there before with low BGs, but the staff here’s really quick to respond so it never gets too bad. And with the Obamacare stuff that started last year, it’s gotten a lot easier to take care of that stuff.Behind the M A S K . . .Name: Phelimeister
Age: 28
RP Experience: Yesterday
How did you find us?: TomorrowShow your S K I L L S . . .I got a boy on my chin!
