Post by light on Sept 9, 2008 20:53:58 GMT -5
Player Information
Handle: Light…
Gender: Female…
Contact Information: Please PM me…
Other Characters here: Jennifer…
Handle: Light…
Gender: Female…
Contact Information: Please PM me…
Other Characters here: Jennifer…
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Character Information
Canon: No…
Character Name: James Elizabeth Rook; is usually referred to as Jamie, however much she detests the nickname…
Gender: Female…
Age: 17 ½…
Species/Breed: 1/2 Fox 1/4 Wolverine 1/8 Dragon 1/8 Wolf…
Current Occupation: Angel Apprentice; is working towards becoming a Middle Angel specializing in the detective field /physical therapist aide…
Personality: Jamie is a rather cynical and candid character. She is expressive with her ideas but if things are taken to a personal level she can become secretive. This is not to suggest she has anything to hide, she is merely conservative in that manner. Her focus is mainly concentrated on her work, for she can well be described as a workaholic, but does manage to have a complicated but loving relationship with her widowed father. Jamie can easily appreciate the little things in life and therefore does little else besides her passions without burning out. She is stubborn and slightly arrogant but makes up for it with her empathy that she has gained through the years. Though none can honestly call her gentle, all her friends agree that there is something that makes them feel like she understands and cares very deeply whenever they express matters of life with her. Jamie has a chilling temper, however. Though it takes quite some time to get on her nerves, the end result certainly makes up for it. She does not rain fire from above in a temper-tantrum, rather, she waits for the right moment to exact her revenge; and she is surprisingly patient when it suits her. In the end she does not have many friends, but they are loyal, as is she with them. Though there are times she questions her loyalty whenever she is frustrated to no end when they begin to play matchmaker with her, (quite a hypocrite, she does it all the time with her father). Jamie has no interest in that department and is many times yelled at for her block-headedness when someone takes an interest in her. She never even acknowledges that anyone could possibly develop feelings for her; nothing to do with self-esteem, the thought just never occurred to her. Though Jamie is truly not a cruel girl, her sarcastic humor towards those she considers enemies often beg to differ…
Appearance: Jamie has all the shape and markings of a fox, though silver rather than crimson. Her fur has thickened to the colder weather, like all other critters, and is plush though wiry. Her muzzle is shorter than a pure-breed fox and is thicker and more muscular. She is tall, nearly full grown. Jamie’s build is very athletic, like a professional gymnast, and therefore is not overly curvy. Her movements are quick and precise, protesting her sex. There are not many who can best her in a fair fight, and those who can are not often met with a fair fight on her end. Jamie has slightly curly and wiry obsidian colored hair that reaches to her shoulders but is often kept in a ponytail or underneath her wig when working on a case outside of the base. She has deadly looking claws that give a story of her inheritance she received from her father. Though rather boyish looking in stature, her violet-grey eyes framed with dark silver eyelashes ensures that people recognize her as a female…
Background: Jamie, you mean that girl over there? Yes, I know well enough about her. Poor child, did you know that her mother died giving birth to her? Tragic story it is, sure you want to hear it? Alright, sit right there while I finish making the tea. Jamie, let’s see, her father, Rook, and her mother, Cleo, met in a college of some sort or another. After a good long while they decided to get married, fortunately after they got out of the school setting. They were quite the happy couple for a few years, and even happier when they learned they were going to be parents. Hand me the lemon grass will you? That’s a good lad. Now, where was I? Ah yes, happy couple, expecting a baby. All fine and dandy until that Cleo lass goes and gets herself sick. Yes, it’s true, so don’t go and start gaping like that all the time; you’re going to get a bug flying in there one of these days. Oh it was a horrible time for Mr. Regulus, simply horrible. Well, she decided to have the baby instead of living, indeed she did. In the end, she was named James. Imagine, a little pretty girl like her, named James. What happened to Rook and Jamie after that I’m not sure, but Mr. Regulus found himself a good job and settled down nice and good. I took care of Jamie as a youngster, quite a handful that one. She was always sick with one thing or another, made her quite the cranky baby. Finally started toughening up when she became a toddler, never heard her cry since she was four. Oh, she would scrunch up her cute little face and you could tell she was trying her very hardest to keep the tears in, and she never did. Soon after, it wasn’t often when I could tell how she was feeling or what she wanted. Very polite one, until she was eight. Jamie learned sarcasm and the like at a very young age. Unsurprisingly she got herself in a lot of fights she couldn’t win. After all she didn’t have any friends that I knew of. Anyway, after a year or two of constant harassment from school, she finally had enough and started going to an aerobics and gymnastics class every day for three hours. Always practiced at home too, you should have seen her, what a sight. All summer she did this, and a whole month of school she spent most of her time in the disciplinarian’s office. This was on account of her beating up anyone who had bullied her before. Though why the disciplinarian wasn’t stopping the problem in the first place is beyond me. Could you take a sip of this dear? I want to know if it’s ready yet. No? Well you don’t have to give me such a nasty face, I’ll just add more sugar if it’s that bad. Anyhow, continuing with Jamie. She generally was left alone through her middle schooling, very alone. Soon she didn’t even seem to care that she was alone, just buried herself in her work and has been stuck there ever since. Still working on keeping a form of relationship with her daddy and all, but otherwise she’s pretty loner. Lovely lass she is. Now taste the tea, better? I thought so, here take a cup, it’s a mighty chilly day. Oh my, beginning to feel the effects of poison already are we? Well, see here, I know who you are, but you obviously didn’t know I was an Angel when you came and asked about Jamie. I also know what you were up to. Afraid I’m going to have to put a stop to it. See, little Jamie’s my friend, and there’s no way I’ll let you hurt her. See you in hell…
Password: There's a man who leads a life of danger
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger
With every move he makes another chance he takes
Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name
Beware of pretty faces that you find
A pretty face can hide an evil mind
Ah, be careful what you say
Or you'll give yourself away
Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name
Swingin' on the Riviera one day
And then layin' in the Bombay alley next day
Oh no, you let the wrong word slip
While kissing persuasive lips
The odds are you won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name
Secret agent man…
