Post by jordan perry matthews on Feb 17, 2009 17:07:20 GMT -5
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Jordan Perry Matthews
mask of deception;
[/font][/size]full name; Jordan Perry Matthews
nickname(s);None
age; 17
birthday;June 20, 1990
grade; Junior
species; Witch
gender;Male
sexual orientationStraight
canon or original;Original
uncovering the truth;
[/font]personality;Jordan is the outspoken type never one to back down from anyone or anything. He loves to live in the spotlight and hates anyone who tries and steals it from him. He is not the type to lie to you even if it hurts your feeling, he believes that honesty is best. He does not like it when his friends get hurt because they are all he has. He Hates his father and anyone who is an authority figure for they only remind him of his father. Jordan is not shy in no way shape or form, he will tell you what his on his mind if you ask. He can be sweet sometimes but other times he can be a complete ass.
He does not liked to be touched because to him it is an invasion of his personal space. He often acts out just to get attention because he fells as though he needs it. He is quite charming when he wants to be he has charmed both girls and boys with a snap of his finger. He is by far from perfect when he need to escape for a while he pops some pills and he is the funniest person like that, though he pays for it later with a monster headache and no memory of what happened. He is sometimes a it of conceded and thinks highly of himself, but it is all for show.
Even though he might be an ass to most people, but he is not to the person he is dating, he treats them as though they are a queen. When he is in a loving mood he is the sweetest person in the world, he does not shoe emotion easily but when he does thats when you know he really likes you. He is easy to get along with if you do not lie, cheat or steal. Jordan is not the type to purposely hurt anyone but his ego sometimes gets the best of him, if he does mean to hurt anyone, but his words sometimes come out wrong and he has to rethink what he said. If he hurts anyone it will usually be followed with an I'm sorry he is the bigger man and usually be the first to apologize.
likes;
- Cars
- Animals
- Girls
- Blue
- Orange
- Coffee
- Mt. Dew
- Drawing
- Wolfs
- Junk Food
- Computers
- His Family
- Swimming
dislikes;
- Anyone who challenges him
- Math
- Science
- History
- People fighting
- Greasy foods
- Biggots
- Being alone
- The forest
- Fire
fears;
- He will lose his powers
- He will be alone forever
- His family will get killed
habits;
- Chewing his nails
- Running his hands through his hair
- Staring blankly into space
flaws;
- He is addicted to pills
- He thinks poorly of himself
- His mouth shoot off before he thinks
time machine;
[/size][/font]parents; Marrisa Matthews, 43 Witch
Bryce Matthews, 45, Human
siblings; None
kids;None
pets;Siberian Husky, her name is Prue
hometown;Nashville Tennessee
personal history;Jordan was born to a middle class family in Nashville Tennessee, his mother was a nurse to the local hospital and his father owned a store. Jordan never went with out but was told no on a lot of things. His mother knew that when he was three he would began to show his powers, his father knew also. There was no secrets in his family, his father knew that his mother was a witch and accepted it. Though in there neighborhood his mother kept her being a witch a secret.
When he was three things began to happen, things that Jordan could not control. His mother walked in on him levitating some of his toys and walked over to him, she picked him up and set him down on his bed. She explained what was going on though Jordan could not fully understand, because he was only three. As he grew older his mother started to teach him control over his powers, she explained to him the consequence of being caught by normal people. By the time he was eight he had his powers under control, he could levitate things at will and set them back down where they were. He could also summon things and dismiss them, his mother was very proud of him though his father was not as happy as his mother was.
At thirteen he started to learn how to cast curses and charms, he was not really that good at it and one time he caused his fathers skin to break out in boils. His father was not mad at him and his mother fixed in in no time. He did not know why it was so hard for him to learn this when everything else came so easy to him. His mother assured him that he would get good at it that all he needed to do was to give it time and stop trying so hard. She told Jordan not to force it to come out but to let it flow through his body, he tired his best not to try and rush though it but it still seemed to come out wrong.
At sixteen he had finally managed to some what do spells and charms, though they still were hard for him to do. His mother did not know what to tell him, she had taught him all that she knew but she wanted Jordan to learn more then she knew. She started looking into special schools for Jordan, she could not find any online so she called some of her friends that were also witches and they told her of Forevermore Academy. She told them that she would look into it. She looked it up and was leery about sending Jordan there but in the end found that it was in his best interest to send him there.
mirror, mirrror;
[/size][/font]hair;Naturally brown with honey highlights, short and messy
eyes;Crystal Blue
weight;160
height;6'3
tattoos;None
piercings;None
anything else;Nope
play by/face claim;Chace Crawford
underneath the mask;
[/size][/font]your name;Cliff
age;20
other characters;None
where did you find us?Twilight Forever
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;(From Newport Academy)It seemed like an eternity when the woman finally pulled the mask off, Jensen could not help but follow the mask down to the floor. When his eyes meet hers he could not believe what he was seeing, it was Shanna and yet there were no feelings of hate or anger but only that he should have known who it was. He looked at her with a wicked grin and rested his fingers under his chin to think. On one hand he could walk out of here and he knew that she would come home or on the other hand he could go with what he was feeling at the moment. He looked around for a minute and walked over to one of the costumes and looked at them. He seen a bunch o skimpy outfits and a few mens. He looked over at Shanna and said "So what they have a ladies night?" He chuckled and then walked back over to her.
So many thoughts were going through his head and he ran his hand over his head and sighed, he had no idea that he would feel the way he felt. He looked into her eyes and smiled again his hands actually began to shake as she put a hand on her shoulder. He remembered that first time they meet and they had gotten into a fight. So after that he had learned to stay out of Shanna way. He looked at her and wanted her so bad, he had made a rule when he came here that he was not going to sleep with any of the girls at Newport and hasn't so far. But he was not so sure about that now, out of all the girls he had slept with back in Washington he had never wanted anyone as bad. He slowly brought his lips to meet hers and kissed her passionately. When he drew back and whispered in her ear "So what do we do now?" No surprise in his voice but his usual velvet voice that seemed to have power over most girls. But this girl, Shanna now had power over him.
But he wondered if she felt the same or if the only thing that she was after was his money, sure he had enough to last him three lifetimes over but he never liked the girls who only wanted him for money. He walked back over to the couch and sat back down ready for her answer. If she wanted to she could continue with the dance or walk out of the room, it was up to her. He closed his eyes and looked back up to her and said "Oh and by the way I usually do not come here, Jay invited me for the masqurade thingy and I did not have a probabile reason to say no. I am not like those idiots in the other room whom have to lie to there wifes to go and get there kicks." He just wanted to make that clear, that he did not need to get his kicks at a strip club.
He smiled again, he looked over at the mirror but did not look at himself but at Shanna and thought to himself ~Wow how could I have not seen this before, he beauty is outstanding. It surpasses every other that I have seen before and I am so stupid for not seeing it.~ He was right about one thing, now everything was different. He did not yet know if it was in a good way or in a bad way he only knew that it was. He would shortly find out though, he was going to take this as far as Shanna was. He looked down at the floor and then though about what his mother would have said if she was alive and knew that he was in a strip club. He shook the thought from his mother, Jensen might be an asshole to a lot of people but underneath it all he was still human and he hid all of his feelings from others only letting them see what he wanted them to see. He looked back at Shanna and waited for her answers, he still could not believe himself for not seeing her beauty before tonight. If Jensen knew one ting it was beautiful women, and he knew that the girl standing in front of him was defiantly the most beautiful he had ever seen.
He walked over to her once again and ran his fingers through her hair and looked into her pale green eyes, and knew that at one point the must have been so glossy that she had to be the envy of everyone. But that was what years of drugs would do to a person. But Jensen was not one to talk, he had been addicted to coke for about two months and did not know how to handle everything with out it. He leaned in and whispered in her ear "You know we cold either stay here or we could go home and finish it there that is up to you." He smiled not one of his cocky wicked smiles but his genuine smiles that showed his white teeth, he still was in a little shock though h you could not tell by looking at his face. He knows how to hide his emotions very well and he ran his fingers over her houlder and waited for Shanna to speak.
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