Full Name: Jacob Sinatra Maldonado
Nicknames: Sinatra or Jake
Age: 17
Birthdate: August 1st, 1996
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Grey
Height: 5'11
Weight: 145
Piercings: Both his ears pierced
Tattoos: None
Scars: None
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Grey
Height: 5'11
Weight: 145
Piercings: Both his ears pierced
Tattoos: None
Scars: None
Gifted or Cursed: Gifted
Power: I can manipulate/move objects with their mind. But I can only move objects that I can see. I'm prone to severe migraines after long use or mental focus that is required for larger objects.
Likes:
• Music
• His Powers
• Most Foods
• His Hair
• Cartoons
• Girls
• Sleeping
Dislikes:
• Clean Freaks
• Abusive People
• Loud People
• Country Music
• Reality Shows
• Awkward Moments
• Reading
Fears: I have minor Kakarrhaphiophobia, the fear of failure or defeat.
Power: I can manipulate/move objects with their mind. But I can only move objects that I can see. I'm prone to severe migraines after long use or mental focus that is required for larger objects.
Likes:
• Music
• His Powers
• Most Foods
• His Hair
• Cartoons
• Girls
• Sleeping
Dislikes:
• Clean Freaks
• Abusive People
• Loud People
• Country Music
• Reality Shows
• Awkward Moments
• Reading
Fears: I have minor Kakarrhaphiophobia, the fear of failure or defeat.
Personality: I'm laid back, nonchalant type. I love to make casual conversation with others, I have the unique drive to achieve friendship and trust. I'm very loud music wise, I loves to turn the bass up to full blast and jump around dancing and singing the lyrics. I can also be a tad lazy , I'm not the type to do much unless I have to. I'm prone to take the easy way out of situations, even though I know I shouldn't. Also sleeping is a hobby for me, you could even call it a passion if anything else.
I tend to avoid all work that doesn't benefit me, but I'll do what I have to do whether or not it helps me in anyway. I often curse when I speak. I don’t really have a sailors mouth, I just believe people pay attention more when I curse, I mean I’d pay more attention to a guy if he yelled fuck instead of crap, wouldn’t you? I can be the stereotypical class clown at times, with an endless amount of wit, sarcasm, cleverness and a bit of weird. Good weird that is. Not too toot my own horn or anything.
History: My childhood was almost normal. My mom took care of me by herself for most of my life because my father had left. My grandparents had given him and my mother a hard time because my father was African American and my and mother Caucasian. When I was 9 my mother contracted Leukemia and I soon started to take care of myself, I began to run the streets and got into a lot of trouble really young.
I had began to get into the whole gang scene. But when my mother died when I was 12 I realized that the thug life wasnt good to me, especially since most of my friends died before turning 16. My father came back into my life and I soon realized that he wasn't the best guy. My dad was a bit of a drunkard and just sat at home and smoked weed and got drunk all day.
When I was 14 I had gotten tired of are messy alcohol bottle filled house and began to practice my powers as I realized that I could lift and crush bottles with my mind. I practiced and made myself stronger, I learned my limits and soon met other people with powers like mine, and joined the gifted.
I tend to avoid all work that doesn't benefit me, but I'll do what I have to do whether or not it helps me in anyway. I often curse when I speak. I don’t really have a sailors mouth, I just believe people pay attention more when I curse, I mean I’d pay more attention to a guy if he yelled fuck instead of crap, wouldn’t you? I can be the stereotypical class clown at times, with an endless amount of wit, sarcasm, cleverness and a bit of weird. Good weird that is. Not too toot my own horn or anything.
History: My childhood was almost normal. My mom took care of me by herself for most of my life because my father had left. My grandparents had given him and my mother a hard time because my father was African American and my and mother Caucasian. When I was 9 my mother contracted Leukemia and I soon started to take care of myself, I began to run the streets and got into a lot of trouble really young.
I had began to get into the whole gang scene. But when my mother died when I was 12 I realized that the thug life wasnt good to me, especially since most of my friends died before turning 16. My father came back into my life and I soon realized that he wasn't the best guy. My dad was a bit of a drunkard and just sat at home and smoked weed and got drunk all day.
When I was 14 I had gotten tired of are messy alcohol bottle filled house and began to practice my powers as I realized that I could lift and crush bottles with my mind. I practiced and made myself stronger, I learned my limits and soon met other people with powers like mine, and joined the gifted.
