Post by seb on Dec 6, 2009 23:54:38 GMT -5
may i just be the first to say; "will the real jonathan morganstern please stand up ?"
the one i wish i knew!
[/size][/center]your name; bek
your age; seventeen
your activity levels; fairly active
your rp level; literate
the one i know!
[/center]characters name; jonathan cristofer morganstern
a.ka. // sebastian verlac.
nicknames; none
characters age; seventeen
grade; does not attend school.
species; rogue shadowhunter with demon blood
celeb/face claim; tom felton
appearance;
The very first thing you notice about him is that his eyes are black; not just the pupils but the iris as well. These are slightly mezmirizing but also make one feel uneasy. They have such depth to them which seems to penetrate through everything. This blackness is attributed to his demon blood, which makes him irrationally angry. His eyes are large, and not only do they seem sinister but they also seem to be very blank and hold very little emotion within them. His face only holds the expression that he wills it to.
His hair is blonde, not platinum blonde; but it is the closest thing to it that one can get without resorting to hair dye. It is not super long, nor is it super short but it is cropped quite closely to underneath his ears. It falls in a casual disarray that quite often looks untidy and yet has that almost 'bad-boy' appeal to it. His skin is pale and contrasted highly with the dyed black hair he had as Sebastian, which was what made it so unnatural looking. Like all Nephilim, his body is riddled with tiny white scars although they look almost unnoticable against his pale skin.
Jonathan is tall, though only about 6", he is not overwhelmingly tall but enough to give him a height advantage over most people. Have people forced to look up to him amuses him greatly. His body is very muscular, just like any Nephilim. But with the added strength and speed of the demons this general muscle can be very deceptive. He is not to be underestimated. He is very attractive though not with the flawless, model-like beauty. Jonathan has an appeal that is more bad-boy, danger than anything else, it is more in his attitude than in the way he looks. Although his appearance can be attributed to this appeal as well. His smile, while disarming, is also faintly predatory and there is always a feeling of unease around him.
personality;
Due to the demon blood that Valentine placed within him, Jonathan is naturally violent and aggressive, he generally will not listen to anyone but himself and even if he does he is surly and argumentative. Even Valentine; to whom he had the utmost respect for could not completely hold his obedience which was evident when Jonathan let the demons out early, resulting in their destruction. He is incredibly volatile and likely to be set off at any moment, now that Valentine is dead and he is in control, he is alot more effective. Jonathan does not have the ideals that his father once had, he wants to destroy the Clave merely for that, - its destruction. He hates life and wants it either controlled or destroyed. He is a sucker for pain and loves to inflict it and to feel it.
Cruelty is something that is inborn in Jonathan, it is simply in his natural to be merciless and vindictive. However, Valentine inflicted upon him the same strange addiction to family. While it is not love, it is a curious lust for them that makes him toy with Clary and attempt to brainwash her. Jocelyn however, he hates beyond all imagining, the same with Jace. These are two people who are on his list to kill. Jonathan is alone, even with accomplice he may or may not have, he is painfully alone. Of course his bitterness hides this fact, and is perhaps, compelled by it.
Ambition is a focal point in his life, he is driven by ambition and ultimately he is consumed by it. Lust for power and control are the two main things that push him to complete what his father began, nothing so noble as his fathers ambition. Something far darker. Jonathan is the ultimate warrior, utterly merciless, without compassion and deadly. He is a scientific experiment gone wrong, like Frankenstein's monster - only far more attractive. Thats the other thing, he is arrogant, very arrogant about his looks and abilities.
The final thing that i will explain about Jonathan, he is very manipulative and can often get others to do what he wants without resorting to force. This is one of the other handy tricks that Valentine taught him. Jonathan is, in all seriousness; Valentine reincarnate.
history;
These days, they all know the fabled story of Valentine's children. The most fabled, and still mostly unknown story belongs to the real Jonathan Morganstern. While Jocelyn was still pregnant with Jonathan, Valentine had the great idea of making the perfect warrior who was under his control, in fact he had been experimenting on different types of blood for a very long time. Jocelyn was given pure demon blood, making Jonathan part greater demon and giving him the strength, speed and vitality of all greater demons. He also had something which terrified Jocelyn and made her hate him; pitch black eyes.
During his childhood, Valentine moved them near the Wayland manor, to make it easier to lead his double life. Where Jace knew nothing of Jonathan, he knew all about Jace and thought it amusing that he was the better of the two children. The one that his father trusted with the secrets, the one that his father trusted to become the best, and fabled warrior. Of course this destiny made him ambitious and arrogant, he pitied and hated Jace for having the other half of his fathers attention, he didn't know why his father bothered keeping such a useless child alive. But, then Valentine faked his own death and gave Jonathan his superior mind. He had been allowed to stay, whereas Jace had been sent to live with the flithy Lightwoods.
During this time he was trained to be a spy, so that his part in his fathers plans would go flawlessly, so that he would be a warrior who could go undefeated. Together they tracked down and killed the real Sebastian Verlac when he was on his way to the accords and Jonathan took his place to set the plan in motion. The wards could not be taken down except by demon blood, except no demons could enter while the wards stood. The perfect conundrum to would be attackers, the perfect flaw to someone with demon blood in his veins. When Clary could not be pursuaded to join him without Jace or Alec being around her, he climbed the towers and took the wards down. Easily, just as they had planned. Then he went back to the Lightwoods and took care of the two remaining Lightwood children, or so he thought.
When Jace finally found him out, he'd already released the demons, throwing Idris into utter chaos, his father hadn't wanted them released until later, but Jonathan wanted the chaos now. Jace stabbed him, and, believing him dead, went to kill Valentine. Jonathan however, made his escape to a place he'd hidden from even his father. There he now lies, waiting.
sexual preferance; heterosexual
family; ` clarry emmy fray (younger sister)
` jocelyn fray (mother)
pets; none
those random skills!
rp sample; as NESSAROSE FAE SCARLETT from SUCH RAGE.[/size]` She hated the fact that he was, more or less, ignoring her. She wanted him to at least swear back when she swore at him. To give her some clue as to why she was actually here, what had she done to deserve it. She knew he wasn't lycan for if that was the case then she would most likely be smacked against the wall for her rudeness. That and they would not be fleeing from whomever these 'others' were. Her anger bridled as she stalked down the hallway behind him, she was getting sick of this whole business and had half a mind to turn around and walk back out. The only thing was, she had no clue how she had gotten here or how to get away. Not that it really mattered, away in itself, was good enough.
` "Dee odder vampires."
` She froze, not literally of course but mentally she faltered. Her breath stuck momentarily in her throat, her heartbeat skipped several beats before once again beating in a slightly-faster-than-normal rhythm. She had been so caught by those words that she was rendered speechless. The room, if that was possible, got slightly colder as she glanced around. Now she expected creatures to be stalking her down the corridor. It said enough for her past that she did not questioon the existence of vampires. She searching the figure she was following, there was nothing, nothing that would have led her to believe that he was supernatural. He was unnaturally beautiful but with genetics and testing these days, that could be intentional. She had no idea. Shit, she was in trouble.
` Her voice was momentarily lost, enough that she did not make a comment on the decor of the room they just walked into, she lingered by the door not quite ready to condem herself to walking into the midst of a vampire quite just yet. A little voice in her head told her that it was already a little to late to be questioning mistakes.
` "Und to answer dee question you have been askink, you are currently in dee vampire territory. Now, are you done vid dee attitude?"
` Oh this could be bad, this could be very bad. She wasn't just taken to some hotel which had incredibly bad decor and even worse heating, she'd been taken to vampire territory. Her eyes widened momentarily and darted about the room, seeking for an exit point that she could not find. He adjusted his clothing, leaning non-chalantly against the post of a bed, she still stood in the doorway, reluctant to admit she was way out of her league. With his last words, the anger reignited and she opened her mouth to say something rude, and, while doing so, caught sight of the swords on his wall. Would it work? Would she dare? Hardly, she wasn't really that strong. But the adrenaline running through her body should help with that, people did amazing things with the help of adrenaline.
` "Not that it matters, my name is Nessarose Scarlett," her tone was biting with only slight hesitation as she spoke her name. "Okay, new question then. Why am i here?" This was more of a challange, testing and yet at the same time determined to have a satisfactory answer. She wanted to go, well .. not home, she didn't have one, but back to the place she used as a house. That was safe, it was indistinct. It was as normal as she could have found, yet she still arrived here.
` "Now you, you vere one of dee lykans, ja? Vell, a mortal slave of dere's, warst du nicht?"
` Another heartbeat skipped, her eyes stopped seeking for an appropriate weapon and returned to his face. Stunned. She was momentarily confused by his last words, spoken in a language she did not understand. "What? Ho- .. How could you possibly know that?" Her tone was not so much biting this time as it was flabergasted. She'd skipped a country, spent months on the run to get away from her past. Fuck, she'd lost contact with everyone she ever knew specifically so that recognition was impossible. She took a step backwards so that she was standing a little outside of the doorframe. "This is a lovely place you've got here, but i think it's time i left. My ... i've got somewhere to be."
` Her tone was rushed, sarcastic and a little unconvincing, it didn't work for her but she tried nonetheless. His words had brought back memories she had previously been succesful at repressing and she did not thank him for that. She was cold, she was uncomfortable and she was terrified. Naturally, it put her in a bad mood.
were you recruited by anyone? if so, who/how'd you find us?;; recruited by 'le admin' from PB Support
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