Post by Jack Hotchner on Aug 26, 2009 23:56:32 GMT -5
"You know there’s got to be a faster way to do this. How about we just change the first question to ‘have you recently dated a homicidal pyromaniac?’"
-Derek Morgan, "Compulsion"
-Derek Morgan, "Compulsion"
Your Name: Commoner, or Cami
How many years roleplaying?: Four
French poet Jacques Rigaut said, "Don't forget that I cannot see myself. My role is limited to being the one who looks in the mirror."
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Character Name: Jack Hotchner
Age: 4
Date of Birth: November 16 (I don't know.)
Residence: Virginia.
Profession: Being Himself ;P
Appearance: Jack is a rather simple looking child, though maybe the most beautiful baby in his parent's eyes. (As any other child and their parents would be) He has scruffy blond hair that he had gotten from his mother and dark eyes that sometimes sparkle with a child's joy or the complete opposite. Other than that, jack has no deadly distinguishing features or any thing you can particularly remember him by.
Personality: A child. That is what some people may think, but that is not exactly the case. Jack can be a rather 'normal' child, meaning fussy, high-pitched and well, childish.
Put away the word child and look closer into someone for their personality. Jack is a cheerful boy with bright dreams, very much unharmed by what the happenings around the world are. He is a sweet little boy, but (as said by Rossi) he can be a smart boy and is not oblivious to obvious things anyone could see.
Jack also has a rather friendly air about him. He likes talking to children, not too much for adults, but all the same he is a friendly little thing. For a child he may have a bit of a temper, but all in all he is decent, and a rather delightful person to be around.
History: Jack Hotchner was born to Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner on the 16th November four years ago. For the first part of his life, everything was smooth going and perfect, like a scene from a movie would be. Jack grew through his days mostly around his mother, because his father was rarely around to see him.
Quite a period after his birth, his parents had a rather unstable argument which has somehow or other, led it to be that Jack was separated from a normal life, his parents not wanting anything to do with each other. Well, at least he knew his mother didn't.
Once, when his father had returned for a visit, Aaron told Jack about the situation that they're family was in. Jack shrugged and simply stated, "it will be alright." And nowadays, he greatly hopes that what he said was true. Because when anyone looks at his family now, you know that there isn't any 'love' going around to all three.
Likes: Sweets, his family, outdoors, other children, games and bright colors.
Dislikes: Fighting, not seeing his dad, being forced to talk to adults he doesn't know and his schoolwork.
Strengths: Friendly, persuasive, intelligent, can make some people smile.
Weaknesses: Young, unsure of things, not exposed to experiences, fussy.
Parents: Aaron and Haley Hotchner
Siblings: None
Spouse: Hello, he's a four year old?
Children: ...
Anything Else? I don't think so.
Roleplay Sample: Free period, what a good thing because Kaye had well and truly had enough of stuffy classrooms for the day, she knew that most of the other kids were in their equestrian classes but she didn’t have any of those today, and besides she was only enrolled in Dressage. Yes she could do jumping or even barrel racing if she wanted too, but being blind she didn’t want to push things to far.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t do those things she could, it was that on top of moving to a new school and having to deal with new people she didn’t want the added stress of trying to learn and teach Junior a ton of different courses. For now trying to learn one without being able to see was enough of a hassle, no instead she had decided to spend her free lesson on the trails where there were no teachers breathing down her neck criticising her technique. No students whispering about her behind her back, little did they know she could hear them just fine thank you very much.
No out here on the trails it was just her Junior and Kara, enjoying the freedom of riding, as the birds chirped and flittered through the tree’s. She didn’t wear a helmet today, something she would have been yelled at for back home or even back at the school but no one had been there when she saddled up so she was safe for the moment. The sun filtered down through the tree’s and caressed her face as she rode, the wind whipping at her long tresses.
Kaye was feeling so light and happy that she didn’t hear the other horse cantering toward them to start with it wasn’t until she heard something large being launched into the bush that she realised there was someone else out on the trails. By the sounds of it their ride wasn’t going as smoothly as hers was, she urged Junior to go faster until she heard Kara yapping, and she heard another horse nervous on the trail.
She pulled Junior up who whinnied at the other horse she presumed it was his way of offering some comfort to the horse. Naturally Kaye had no idea who the horse belonged too, what it looked like or even exactly where it was. She slid from the saddle, instantly Kara was at her side, but she was edgy, as Kaye followed her the dog kept walking off a bit fast then coming back. Torn between sniffing at the fallen rider and making sure her owner made it over to them without tripping herself.
When Kaye was finally close enough to the fallen man Kara yapped again, and Kaye knelt down feeling around before her hand found someone’s leg. Kara was at their head sniffing and whining Kaye could just imagine the dog pressing her cold nose against the persons face. Kaye moved slightly and soon realised she was close to the persons head know.
“Hello are you ok?”
She spoke into the air around her, but there was no answer, she felt for a pulse it was there thank goodness but they must have been knocked out, otherwise they would have answered her right? Why was she the one that had to come across the unconscious person, what was she supposed to do? She was blind for goodness sakes. She did however know some basic first but did that count when it came to unconscious people? And did they have any broken bones? How was she to know she couldn’t see if any of this persons limbs looked out of place, and she wasn’t about to see if she could feel anything out. That would be real easy to explain if they came round wouldn’t it, as if so not going to happen, instead she reached forward and found the persons face, they were male she thought, she could feel the slight sign of stubble on their chin.
Not really knowing what else to do she grabbed their shoulder and squeezed it, while calling out to them again trying to get some sort of a response from them. He didn’t seem to have a helmet on and she couldn’t help feeling that she was stupid for not wearing one as well, if he had been wearing one he might not be out cold right now.
trust the profile.
