The Writing Writer
02-26-08, 08:26 PM
Updates in slate.
Name: Jacob Zachary Burhkheardt a.k.a.: The Writing Writer
Age: 23
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'
Weight: 138 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Faint Pink
Alignment: Chaotic
Personality:
Jacob's fiance, the only woman he ever loved, left him for another man. She hated Jacob because he was always lost in his books or writing his poems. She felt neglected and thus gave her love to another. Jacob was devastated when he found out she had been with another man, but it was when she said it was because of his poems, that The Writing Writer lost his mind. Jacob brutally murdered his fiance and the man she had been with. Even more twisted, he used their own skin, blood and bones to write poems about them. Jacob's mind is completely unstable, he has become nothing more than a mad man, a psycho killer. Somewhere in Radasanth, he has a hiding place. The walls of his sanctuary are lined with the skin of his victims. The skin, of course, is used as parchment, and each piece has a poem written in blood.
In public, Jacob pretends to be normal. He seems like a well mannered, kind, and productive member of society. Those who see through his masquerade could very soon wind up as nothing more than a poem if they are not careful.
There are some, who accept Jacob's life style, some even applaud it. These people are the closest thing Jacob has to friends.
Jacob has as of recently embraced his madness, generally forgoing any effort to hide his condition from the general public.
Appearance:
Jacob stands six feet tall and has a slender build. His muscles are well toned and his skin is pale. His hair is black, tattered and about shoulder length. His eyes are a faint pink, and if he is acting well, seem to be kind, though they mask an insanity few could fathom. He is a handsome young man, though that means little to him. His mind is too mangled to have any more desires of the flesh. Though he has used seduction to coax some of his victims into his lair.
Jacob now has a scar across his chest that stretches diagnolly from the top of his left pectoral muscle, down below his right pectoral muscle. Four claw marks, courtesy of the Mutant Lorenor.
Clothes:
The only thing Jacob wears is a pair of worn denim pants that fit snuggly around his thighs.
Skills/Abilities:
Hand to Hand Combat: Jacob is a relatively skilled brawler. He is quick, agile and very strong for his size. He fights wildly, striking whenever possible with whatever he can. He bobs and weaves, ducks and dodges, jumps and dives. His madness is his strength in combat. Jacob has recently received minor combat training from the Gol'Bron member, Lorenor. Combat skill raised from below average to average.
Increased Speed and Agility: Jacob is light weight and thus has above average speed and agility. He is a difficult target to strike. Slow enemies will have a hard time landing a blow on this one. He can also run a slightly faster speed than most, but only for a short distance. Through various violent encounters and trying situations, Jacob's overall fitness has increased. Speed and agility raised from average to above average.
Sharing is Caring: Jacob has recently gained the ability to project the madness in his mind, into the outside world, distorting the appearance of reality to his foes. As of right now he is able to focus his thoughts on a single opponent, and slightly alter their perception of reality. Whether it be causing objects to appear slightly further in any given direction than they actually are, or causing the victum to perceive the world as if they were drunk. Jacob has only just gained this ability and as such has a minimal understanding of it's capabilities. Skill is below average. ((Must have player's concent before using on PC's))
History:
By a chance encounter, Jacob met and befriended a monster named Lorenor. Seeking a cure for his boredom, Jacob challenged Lorenor to a fight. Lorenor dispatched Jacob swiftly, but not without difficulty. Lorenor took Jacob under his wing as an unofficial apprentice and trained him in hand to hand combat.
Jacob also took part in a grand citadel battle with many note-worthy opponents, including but not limited to, Letho Ravenheart, Witchblade, Storm Veritas, Zephyriah Ablione, The Barbarian Tyrael Ange, and many more. Jacob did not claim victory, and in fact was the first to be forced out of the arena, undone by the arena itself, but he did gain a better understanding of what real combat was like, thus filling him with the desire to improve his combat prowess.
The last note-worthy event in Jacob's life, was the invasion and destruction of his lair in Radasanth. A shape-shifting foe who still remains namelss broke into Jacob's lair and tried to kill him. Jacob managed to escape, but not without a dire cost. All his poems aswell as his lair were destroyed, buried beneath his own house. Fortunately the shape-shifter was buried inside aswell, and Jacob could be at ease, at least for now.
Name: Jacob Zachary Burhkheardt a.k.a.: The Writing Writer
Age: 23
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'
Weight: 138 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Faint Pink
Alignment: Chaotic
Personality:
Jacob's fiance, the only woman he ever loved, left him for another man. She hated Jacob because he was always lost in his books or writing his poems. She felt neglected and thus gave her love to another. Jacob was devastated when he found out she had been with another man, but it was when she said it was because of his poems, that The Writing Writer lost his mind. Jacob brutally murdered his fiance and the man she had been with. Even more twisted, he used their own skin, blood and bones to write poems about them. Jacob's mind is completely unstable, he has become nothing more than a mad man, a psycho killer. Somewhere in Radasanth, he has a hiding place. The walls of his sanctuary are lined with the skin of his victims. The skin, of course, is used as parchment, and each piece has a poem written in blood.
In public, Jacob pretends to be normal. He seems like a well mannered, kind, and productive member of society. Those who see through his masquerade could very soon wind up as nothing more than a poem if they are not careful.
There are some, who accept Jacob's life style, some even applaud it. These people are the closest thing Jacob has to friends.
Jacob has as of recently embraced his madness, generally forgoing any effort to hide his condition from the general public.
Appearance:
Jacob stands six feet tall and has a slender build. His muscles are well toned and his skin is pale. His hair is black, tattered and about shoulder length. His eyes are a faint pink, and if he is acting well, seem to be kind, though they mask an insanity few could fathom. He is a handsome young man, though that means little to him. His mind is too mangled to have any more desires of the flesh. Though he has used seduction to coax some of his victims into his lair.
Jacob now has a scar across his chest that stretches diagnolly from the top of his left pectoral muscle, down below his right pectoral muscle. Four claw marks, courtesy of the Mutant Lorenor.
Clothes:
The only thing Jacob wears is a pair of worn denim pants that fit snuggly around his thighs.
Skills/Abilities:
Hand to Hand Combat: Jacob is a relatively skilled brawler. He is quick, agile and very strong for his size. He fights wildly, striking whenever possible with whatever he can. He bobs and weaves, ducks and dodges, jumps and dives. His madness is his strength in combat. Jacob has recently received minor combat training from the Gol'Bron member, Lorenor. Combat skill raised from below average to average.
Increased Speed and Agility: Jacob is light weight and thus has above average speed and agility. He is a difficult target to strike. Slow enemies will have a hard time landing a blow on this one. He can also run a slightly faster speed than most, but only for a short distance. Through various violent encounters and trying situations, Jacob's overall fitness has increased. Speed and agility raised from average to above average.
Sharing is Caring: Jacob has recently gained the ability to project the madness in his mind, into the outside world, distorting the appearance of reality to his foes. As of right now he is able to focus his thoughts on a single opponent, and slightly alter their perception of reality. Whether it be causing objects to appear slightly further in any given direction than they actually are, or causing the victum to perceive the world as if they were drunk. Jacob has only just gained this ability and as such has a minimal understanding of it's capabilities. Skill is below average. ((Must have player's concent before using on PC's))
History:
By a chance encounter, Jacob met and befriended a monster named Lorenor. Seeking a cure for his boredom, Jacob challenged Lorenor to a fight. Lorenor dispatched Jacob swiftly, but not without difficulty. Lorenor took Jacob under his wing as an unofficial apprentice and trained him in hand to hand combat.
Jacob also took part in a grand citadel battle with many note-worthy opponents, including but not limited to, Letho Ravenheart, Witchblade, Storm Veritas, Zephyriah Ablione, The Barbarian Tyrael Ange, and many more. Jacob did not claim victory, and in fact was the first to be forced out of the arena, undone by the arena itself, but he did gain a better understanding of what real combat was like, thus filling him with the desire to improve his combat prowess.
The last note-worthy event in Jacob's life, was the invasion and destruction of his lair in Radasanth. A shape-shifting foe who still remains namelss broke into Jacob's lair and tried to kill him. Jacob managed to escape, but not without a dire cost. All his poems aswell as his lair were destroyed, buried beneath his own house. Fortunately the shape-shifter was buried inside aswell, and Jacob could be at ease, at least for now.