Jonathan Squire
Aug 13, 2011 12:40:55 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Squire on Aug 13, 2011 12:40:55 GMT -5
[/i][/size][/right]The Basics
Name: Jonathan Squire
Nicknames: Jon
Age: 19
Orientation: Heterosexual
Desired Rank/Job: Student
Powers: Osteokinesis - The ability to manipulate bone growth.
Jon was born with an ability that allows him to manipulate the bones in his body. He can grow bone protrusions from any part of his body that skeletal bone is present; his hands, his shoulders, his feet, etc. He has gained a large measure of control over his ability, but when he is angered or extremely emotional in some manner, it isn’t unlikely for the bones to grow of their own accord. Jon’s bones are stronger than those of average humans, and because they have to grow to protrude through his skin, they are more durable; because of this, Jon himself can endure more of a beating than most others thanks to his harder bone structure. The growing of the bones spurs is painful for the young man, but it fades quickly, only to return when he must retract the bones. He is unable to break off his bone spurs at this time; the pain is too great, and he fears if he tried to do so, they would not grow back. Jon is able, at this point, to grow bone spikes out of his hands, fingers, shoulders, elbows, and feet.
Due to his constant growing and retracting of bones, Jon must intake vast quantities of calcium to maintain his health and durable bone structure; because of this, his fridge is always stocked with gallons of milk he has to intake. Also, he has a high risk of having Paget's Disease as he becomes older, what with all of the bones he grows and then retracts back into his body.
Play By: Matt Dallas
The Details
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Any Piercings? None.
Any Tattoos? Tattoo of a snake wrapped around a spear on his left shoulder, and a tattoo of Icarus wrapping around his right arm.
Any Scars? A few here and there from accidents during training as well as when he was a child, but nothing out of the ordinary.
General Appearance: Jon stands at a decent height of 5’11”, with broad shoulder and a somewhat athletic build. He has green eyes dark brown hair that he lets grow out before cutting it down to a manageable length once more. He is usually found wearing jeans and a dark t-shirt, with a jacket or sweatshirt sometimes over that. Jon isn’t fond of too much restrictive clothing, as it is a constant pain to have buy more clothes after poking holes through them with his powers. He has a tattoo of a snake wrapped around a spear on his back, right below his left shoulder blade, and a depiction of Icarus in flight circling around his right arm.
Personality: Jon, in two words, is a ‘lovable ass.’ He has a short temper and can sometimes go off on people without meaning to, but he’s quick to make up for it when he realizes that the words are leaving his mouth. Jon is generally pleasant enough to be around, despite his glib tongue and ever-present sarcastic streak. He isn’t the kind of person to start up a conversation or go out of his way to make friends with other people, but ask him anything and he’ll be more than willing to stand there and talk with you. Jon enjoys the simple things in life; sleep, burgers, hanging with his friends, and quiet nights. That is not to say he doesn’t enjoy going to parties and other activities such as that, but he doesn’t try hard to attend them either. If you can get past his ‘ass-ness,’ Jon can be your most loyal and protective friend.
Your Vices
Likes: Women, Training, Reading, Basketball, Mythology, Classic Rock and Metal, and Nighttime.
Dislikes: Heights, Lawyers, Rap, His Powers, Guns, Math, Being Idle.
Strengths: Fencing, Fighting, Getting Into Trouble, Quick Thinking.
Weaknesses: Technology (other than e-mail or phones), Pretty Women, Trusting People, His Arrogance.
Fears: Heights, Hurting Someone, Not Being Accepted.
Secret: Jon wants to find out who his real parents are, but is afraid to do so.
Family Ties
Father: William Squire (Adopted Father)
Mother: Cassandra Squire (Adopted Mother)
Siblings: Billy Squire (Adopted Brother)
Any Other Important People:N/A
History
Jon doesn’t know where he was originally born or who his parents are. His earliest memories are of Saint Christopher’s Orphanage in Boston, surrounded by other lost children. The caretakers of the Orphanage didn’t know where he had come from either; his birth parents hadn’t left any information or paperwork, just their son. Jon lived at the Orphanage until he was seven years old, when he was adopted by the two people he considers his mother and father, Cassandra and William Squire. They lived there in the Boston, in an apartment building right in the heart of the city. Jon was treated well by his adoptive family, and he even had his own little brother Billy, who was a year younger than him.
Things went well for the new family up until Jon turned eleven, and began getting into trouble. He was often sneaking out of the house at all hours of the night, usually out to smoke with his friends in a back alley or to do some shoplifting; there was also an occasion of car jacking, which got young Jonathan busted by the local police. He didn’t go to jail, but his adoptive parents were more than a little agitated with him. For about a year, Jon wasn’t allowed to go out of the house unless it was to the school or the library; and, of course, he still managed to sneak out a few times during his grounding, but he kept his antics to a minimum so as to avoid attention.
Jon’s powers developed around his fourteenth birthday, which when they started to form, felt like growing pains any kid his age should have felt. He only found out he had an ability when he got into a fight at his school about a week after the growing pains had stopped. Jon doesn’t even remember what the fight had been about, but did recall that he had been abnormally pissed off at the other kid. When Jon’s fist came around for the first punch, he was lucky the kid had ducked low; out of his hand were spurts of bone beginning to grow, pain beginning to register coursing through his arm at the same time. Jon had run back home, hiding his hand under his shirt as he did so. The fight had happened behind the school, where others rarely went, and so only the other kid saw what had happened to Jon’s hand; thankfully luck had been on his side that day. He hadn’t harmed anyone, and no one would believe the ramblings of one kid spewing a story about another young man with bones on his hands.
A few days later, representatives from the Hammel Institute showed up at his house. After much explaining and document signing with his adoptive parents, Jon was taken to the Institute and lived and trained there for years, and has been in the area since. Jon lives in Pilot Ridge now, in his own apartment as long as he can keep up with the rent, and still attends the Institute for further training with his powers.
Roleplay Example
From a Percy Jackson Roleplay I am Apart of.Jon frowned down at the flask in his hand as he walked along the path towards the beach and shook it, finding the liquid had been all but drained from the container; only one sip remaining. He sighed and shook his head. “I sometimes wish I were a Son of Poseidon, just so I could continually refill this damned thing with water…” He muttered to himself as he took a few more steps towards the bonfire. An idea came to him though, and he grinned widely as he looked up to see the full moon lighting up the sky with its luminescent glow. “However, maybe being a Son of Hectate can be just as lucrative…” Jon wasn’t exactly proficient with his abilities in sorcery, but he knew enough to get by; and it helped that he’d had a bit of training from Jackson in the past. Rubbing his hands together, Jon focused his mind and felt a tingling sensation move through his hand as the liquid in his flask began to multiply and refill, until it was brimming to the top.
He chuckled lightly as he raised the flash towards the night sky. “This one’s for you Hectate.” He took a swig from the flask, changing the water into whiskey as he did so. The liquid burned his throat as it went down, but not in an unpleasant way. Jon capped his flask and wiped his mouth, his green eyes gleaming as he made his way towards the bonfire, replacing the flask in the inside pocket of his jacket. If he had to name his Achilles heel, Jon would immediately say alcohol; it was like water to him. He blamed his Dionysus heritage in him for that, but he couldn’t complain; he could turn water into any drink of his choice, and it didn’t affect him at all. That fact made him a little sad that he could never get drunk, but it also made life interesting in the fact that he could enjoy the taste of fine alcohol and not have any negative effects.
Jon glanced towards the beach and to the sky. It was still a long walk to there, and he was already late as it was. With a reckless smirk playing on his lips. He took a running start and then jumped into the air, soaring over the treetops and covering the distance to the beach with ease. Jon wasn’t overly fond of his Zeus heritage, but damn did he love being able to glide like an eagle for a small period of time. He couldn’t sustain flight, it was more like jumping far and gliding towards the ground, but it worked like a charm for getting places quickly.
It was landing that was the tricky part.
As he began to descend towards the beach, Jon realized his error as he overshot the bonfire and began heading for the water. “Oh Bloody Crows…” He whispered under his breath as he watched the waves of water get closer and closer. Thinking fast, Jon tapped into his Hecatate powers once more, and managed to exert slight control over the wind around him to help nudge him back, away from the water and towards the beach. Jon landed on the beach, but instead of on his feet like he had hoped, he landed flat on his ass like only a pro could. He rubbed his head after he reoriented himself to his surroundings and laughed at himself; that was better than the last landing, at least. Jon got to his feet and pulled out his flask once more, taking another swig of whiskey.
What About You?
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Name: *shrugs* I’ve learned to answer to many names, I’m not particular - let’s just go with Jon
Age: Sixteen
Experience: ‘bout six years now.
How Did You Find Us? Top RP Sites
Ready To Play?Yes - and points to whoever gets the hidden joke in my application regarding Jon’s adoptive family. =)
