Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190718073327/@comment-40162417-20190719001204

Name: Jackson (last name Voyd, not sure that part was necessar but here)

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Personality: There are many things that you could say about Jackson "Jack" Voyd, but nobody can ever say he isn't creative. A lover of writing prompts, drawing prompts, pretty much anything that gives him an idea, he can take a rock someone found in the middle of the yard, give it a name, family, backstory, and get overly emotional when it "passes away at age seventy-five". As to why he bothered to do that, nobody knows, but the point is, the boy is a creative bean who loves making up things. He'd consider himself a pretty okay songwriter, and can retell myths like a boss by giving the stories life like nobody has seen before. He does slightly less well at drawing/painting, often doing a second-place-worthy piece whenever he tries to do so, and can seem somewhat upset by that, but he's never really gonna do anything about it. He has this uncanny ability to tell what someone's feeling just by looking at them sideways, which tends to freak others out. He has no opinion on this. When Jackson meets someone for the first time, people tend to see him as a negative one (though that's not always the case). He's a snarky person who loves sarcasm, and is a bit of a pessimist. He has no idea where the bright side is, so he can't exactly look on it, and sometimes, he's funny. But, in dangerous situations, he pretty much just accepts that he is probably gonna die, so he is not helpful. At. All. He has no idea how swords work, though he's always wanted to try archery (but can't because see below), and is useless in a fight besides yelling out, "You're probably gonna die in battle! I'll make sure to play [insert song here] at your funeral! Tell me what happens after death!" and something tells Victory that that isn't useful. Hey, he's not all a lump of uselessness. Jackson can act like he doesn't care all he wants, but, deep underneath all his layers of rudeness, of laziness, of snark and just generally being a butt, he really cares about his friends/family/others, and is really compassionate when he's actually being serious (granted, it takes time and sometimes directly point it out that he needs to be serious to do so). He...he's somewhat selfless, actually. Even though he tends to stay away from battles/fighting, he would sacrifice himself--/coughing from Jack/ WITH GOOD REASONING /cough/--for someone he really cared about. A shocker for you and me both, kid. Moving on from this, he's also kinda moody. He can wake up one day, squint at the sunshine, annoyed, and be a sour one for the whole day one day, but then be completely happy (though snarky and sarcastic) and more or less a joyful pessimist the next. When he feels emotions, you're sure to know it, because they're big emotions: his slightly mocking laughter might carry through the whole room, and his anger might make storm clouds seem to darken outside. Although he comes up with a lot of ideas, and puts those to use most of the time, he has a lack of focus for anything that's actually important. You could grab him by the face and shove it into a textbook, and he still won't focus. He's also really idealistic, and sets his sights on things that are likely NEVER going to happen in real life. The boy has problems with focusing on the fact he's not in a fantasy world, though he's probably going to continue to tell himself that's how it'll be someday. But you know what? You've never seen the definition of "procrastinator" until you've met Jackson. He doesn't enter contests all that much because he claims he "doesn't wanna hurt other people's feelings without realizing it" or something, but he just won't do the thing he promised to. He has a whole bucket list of things he's had the opportunity to do, and told himself he'd get done, but just...hasn't. He's kinda lazy about getting to do things like that. To be honest, he's also a meme child. He loves Shrek, he loves T-posing to assert dominance, he says "Dang it, Moon Moon" too much, and he's always doing seemingly spontaneous things to get a laugh.

Description: (short but ahhh) Jackson could be called tall for his age, and tends to tower over shorter people (which sometimes gets him into weird and slightly awkward situations). He doesn't really get outside all that much, so he's really pale and tends to sunburn like you wouldn't believe. Due to this, his face is freckled, and while it's not all that much, I would call it a "medium". He has pretty much no muscles whatsoever, and no weapons because he has noodle arms and can't wield them (as he refuses to learn how to). He has a somewhat angular face, though not all that much, and when he smiles, it's usually a snarky half-smirk. He likes to think of himself as perfectly proportional (well, not really, because who thinks about that), but his legs are kinda long, as are his arms--yet not freakishly. He has pretty short hair, but some bangs tend to hang over his forehead, and said hair is straight. It's bright ginger, so much that he looks like a pale Weaselly, and he wouldn't dye it for anything. His upturned eyes are a pale brown, which add a noice contrast. He has one of those voices that sounds sarcastic most of the time, which sounds a bit like that of the titular character in season five of The Amazing World of Gumball.

Signiture Weapons Given By Fred (Cat Liquifyers are alowed!): A pale silver slap-bracelet-like object that, when across his left wrist (iT hAs tO bE LeFt), allows him to use cartoon physics on himself to an extent (ie. he can be crushed by an anvil and have a flat head, but if it's too big an object, he better run, and the bracelet only works on one person at a time. Mainly he's just going to do that weird pose thing Mr. Crocker from Fairly Odd Parents does when he goes "FAIRY GOD PARENTS!").

Other: he's a pAn bOi.