Nickname(s): Jay, Jace, Winter
Birthday: October 30, 1995
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Dialog: #000066
Hair Color & Style: Onyx with deep blueish streaks, short, flipped to the right and shaved on the left side
Eye Color: Icy blue with a touch of grey
Skin Tone: Pale
Height & Body Type: 6'2, slim and fit
Other Features: Jason is covered in tattoos from his neck to his torso. Every tattoo has a special meaning to him, due to his spiritual nature. His most significant tattoo is four little marks on his torso which symbolize his years sober from alcohol. Every year he gets a new one, he is increasingly proud of his progress.
He also has numerous piercings, including one on his lip, nose, and right ear.
Style: Jason is into the biker, punk rock attire. He will always be seen wearing a leather jacket with slim fitting torn jeans. He enjoys wearing a variation of jewelry including rings, necklaces and earrings.
One piece of jewelry Jason always wears is a black threaded necklace with a small wooden cross, the cross has his mother's death day engraved on the back. He genuinely believes that the cross, not only reminds him of his past, but brings him good fortune.
Jason is sly. He is brilliant, spiritual and very intuitive but he uses his mind at a disadvantage to others. He is somewhat of a mastermind, he is always five steps ahead of his competitor, no matter the scheme.
Who Jason was a few years back is merely a shadow, having transformed himself after he became sober. He started to understand the connection between himself and the universe, thus he became spiritual and always appears calm. He is very patient and surprisingly understanding. The more insane the individual is, the more Jason seems to connect with them by making sense of their madness because he too, is a little mad.
In a sense, Jason is a ticking time bomb. Even though he's undergone some drastic changes, there is part of him that is ready to explode in anger, hatred and ultimate fury. He used to be a very hateful and angry person, one that would always threaten others and live a life of misery. This part of him still remains and he does a decent job at suppressing it.
He is rather quiet, always appearing to be observing and analyzing. He's in deep thought often, trying to comprehend the characteristics of others and always taking his time with words, ensuring what he says is what he means. He despises stupidity, ignorance and youthful tomfoolery, being an introvert has made Jason socially awkward and selective of whom he speaks with. He has more acquaintances then friends due to his shyness but the friendships he has are for life. He is protective of the ones he loves and will always be there for a friend in need.
His mysterious persona is what influences the sly nature. Since many cannot read him or understand his thought process, he is able to manipulate easily. He has flawless lying skills but he tries not to lie often because he knows that the truth will always surface. Nonetheless he is deceitful in nature, always talking or intimidating his way out of any predicament.
Likes
● Nightfall ● Weed ● Autumn Season ● Horror Films ●
● Video Games ● Guitar ● Halloween ● Psychology ●
● Stargazing ● Writing ● Nature Walks ● Chaos ●
● Meditation ● Solitude ● Sketching ● Coffee ●
Dislikes
● Socializing ● Alcohol ● Parties ● Stupidity ●
● Romantic Comedies ● Snobs ● Studying ● Summer ●
● Protests ● Fights ● Gangs ● Judgement ●
● Coconut ● People ● Daylight ● Social Media ●
It was summer, humid and unbearably warm. The house was kissed with the scent of coconut, Jason's mom, Anna, was baking her husbands favorite pie. Jason sat at the kitchen table scribbling frantically in his favorite superhero coloring book. Little did Jason know, that this moment, would be his last happy childhood memory. The sun shone brightly in the open concept kitchen, his mom was wearing a lovely light blue dress, she was humming in excitement. Today, his father would be coming home after a month long business trip. Jason vividly remembers this day, life was well, his childhood had been a happy and loving one, this was the calm before the hurricane.
A few minutes passed before the oven sounded announcing the pie was ready to be pulled, it was as if in that moment the room exploded into utter chaos.
The phone burst into a loud ring simultaneous to the oven, Anna lost control of a conjunction she was stirring on the stove-top as it boiled and spilled uncontrollably, she squealed in slight panic and ordered Jason, who's crayons had just rolled to the ground causing a tripping hazard, to answer the phone.
Jason jumped from his seat, finding the scene rather amusing but oblivious to the chaos as he tiptoed over his mess to the cordless house phone. "Hello?" he answered in his childish demeanor. The man on the other end spoke calmly, requesting to speak with Anna. Jason extended his arm to his mom, handing over the phone. She sighed, unable to regain control of her kitchen, but she knew that wasn't Jason's problem. Jason dropped to his knees and began gathering his coloring utensils, he came to a halt at the sudden wave of silence accompanied by his mother's quiet sobbing as she spoke with the stranger, "thank you" she whispered, and hung up the phone. Jason glanced up and innocently asked "what's wrong mama?"
Anna walked over to her son and knelt down next to him, she began gathering his crayons but avoided eye contact. She was in pain, this was clear. "Honey" she spoke softly "We need to go to the hospital, your father...your father was..." she glanced up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. She grabbed her son's hands and said "Your father got in a little accident on his way home...we have to go the hospital because soon he'll be going somewhere exciting and warm."
"But it's exciting and warm here mama!" Jason protested.
Anna nodded and hugged her son as tears began to stream down her pale horrified face.
The loss of his father became a huge strain on him and his mom. Unfortunately, his dad did not leave much money behind, his mom shortly discovered that he had had a gambling problem. Thus she had to work three jobs and his mom became so broken, her pain and misery triggered an uncontrollable anger inside of Jason, he began to rage and get into trouble with his peers and teachers. He was quickly labelled as a bad boy and a teachers worst nightmare.
The income and long hours Anna worked wasn't enough to sustain the duo. Jason decided to take it upon himself, as the man of the house, to start making a living. At the age of ten he started his school business where he'd sell school supplies and chocolates to his classmates. He didn't earn much, but his mom was forever grateful of the few dollars he brought in to help.
His business was innocent but it was shortly lived when one day Jason was approached by some older high school kids. They offered him a great incentive, enough cash so his mom would barely need to work. They sought him out because he was the best at what he did, he was intimidating, angry and his profits were rather impressive. He quickly began selling drugs and by the age of thirteen he had a reputation. His mom was oblivious to such activities and after three years she was down to one job and she was happy, but that too was short lived.
His mom became unexpectedly sick, she was hospitalized for months and the bills began to stack. Jason needed to make some quick cash so he made a few new connections, dropped out of school and got involved in a gang. He started selling cocaine, heroine and a drug called "slap" a new psychedelic and highly addictive drug. His world was dangerous, he was always on his guard. He made numerous enemies in his life of crime, enemies that showed little mercy and weren't afraid to kill. To cope with such hardships, Jason turned to Whiskey. He started to drink, more and more everyday, the alcohol made him numb...his days became blurred.
His mom battled the illness for four long years until one day her fight came to an end, and she passed away. That was the day, at the age of 17, that Jason burned his criminal bridges and became sober; he went back to school and graduated within the year by cheating the system in an unexplainable manner. He was accepted into a prestigious college where he took an interest in psychology. He met Pierce and numerous other interesting parties at the school and has been rolling with them since. He has turned to a quiet life with marijuana as a comfort for when he gets carried away in thought. He is happy, but not that happy. Part of him misses the rush of the criminal world but everyday he tries to live his life as an honest man; he wants to make his mother proud because he knows that she'll always be watching over him.