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Jack Wolfe

"I don't get paid enough to care."

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a character in “Effervescence”, as played by CutUp

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Pain β™« Bad Guy β™« In One Ear β™« Sin With A Grin β™« Sucker For Pain β™« Evil Ways β™« Glory
{"I like it rough, I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all."}


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| N A M E |
Jack Wolfe; Real name Michael Logan

| N I C K N A M E |
Scars - Due to his ample amount of scars.
Jack 'The Invincible' Wolfe - Pretty much a self given name.

| A G E |
29

| G E N D E R |
Male

| R O L E |
Sailor Pride

| E T H N I C I T Y |
American of Irish, Scottish, and English decent.

| B I R T H D A T E |
August 1st; Leo β™Œ

| S E X U A L I T Y |
Heterosexual


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{"Pray to which ever god forgives your sins, cause this is when the bad guy wins."}


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| H E I G H T |
6 foot and 2 inches

| W E I G H T |
190 pounds of pure unadulterated muscle

| E Y E C O L O R |
Red

| H A I R C O L O R |
White(dyed); Originally Brown

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Jack is a tall, and handsome young man with a rather muscular, and fit body. He's pretty ripped, something that he takes great pride in. Despite his rather wild appearance(and personality), Jack puts in great effort, and time into his appearance. He has a clean shaved face, and well kept spiky hair. As for clothes Jack actually wears little, with his usual attire being a red leather jacket, and matching leather pants, and black boots. He is hardly ever seen with an actual shirt on, as he tends to have his jacket zipped up, though he still leaves more than enough of his chest exposed. The oddest thing that Jack wears is a bracelet on his right wrist, which is just a simple rainbow bead bracelet, appearing to be made by a child.

| O D D I T I E S |
Jack has a rather large, and gruesome scar across the left side of his neck, and his lower chin. He also has several other scars across his body, with a couple of battle scars across his torso, and large lash marks on his back. How he got any of these is a mystery to anyone who asks, as he tends to make up grand stories that change every time he talks about them. He has a howling wolf on his left bicep.


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{"I know I'm not a saint, I've been a sinner all my life. I ain't trying to hide my flaws I'd rather keep them in the light."}


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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
✦ Reckless ✧ Sarcastic ✦ Impulsive ✧ Arrogant ✦

How can one describe Jack Wolfe? His appearance very much describes who he is, he is pretty much an open book, he's reckless, violent, and slightly psychotic. Jack usually pays little mind to his own well being, and is quite the thrill seeker. He has a false sense of invincibility, and genuinely believes that he cannot die. Give him the most dangerous, and suicidal of tasks, and he'll do it with a smile. Overall he doesn't really care whether he lives or dies, he's just in it for the thrills and glory. He does have a bit of a masochistic streak, and actually does enjoy pain, due to him not feeling it like most people do.

Jack is a thrill seeker, and a bit of a adrenaline junkie. Indeed, he gets a certain thrill from danger, and adventure, it's where he thrives. In fact his biggest fear in life is living a life without such danger. Not guns, knives, or even death scare him, no that just excites him, but a boring life of normalcy, no excitement at all, that's nightmarish stuff for him. Jack tends to act on impulse, often times he does whatever he wants with little regard to consequences, if only because he believes that he can handle whatever life throws at him. Not to mention the thrill that being reckless provides.

Jack is rather sarcastic, and just a big ole' bag of sass in leather. He enjoys joking around with others, though he himself has a rather dark, and morbid sense of humor. Jack is a bit of a story teller, and is prone to telling grandiose lies about himself. Especially when it comes to his scars. He has a bit of a compulsion towards lying, though this is only towards minor things. He knows when it's better to tell the truth than to make up a big story. Or sometimes he'll just tell the truth to just mess with people. That's always fun.

Jack is more than a little arrogant, and firmly believes that he's invincible, if only because he refuses to accept his own mortality. Jack loves to talk, and rather enjoys the sound of his own voice. He tends to have a bit of a fowl mouth, and a colorful vocabulary. He tends to think of himself above others due to his skills, and is very boastful of his talents. He has a very bleak, and pessimistic outlook on life, and doesn't really trust others. He's seen the worst in people, and firmly believes that people look out only for themselves, so he does too.

Despite his violent tendencies Jack usually carries himself as a calm, and laid back man. He's not one to hold grudges against others, and usually laughs off any insults thrown his way. But when he needs to, or really if he wants to, he can snap in an instant, turning rather violent, and sadistic. His biggest goal in life isn't actually money like what most people would expect of him, no it's fame and glory. He desires above all else is to be remembered, as that's probably the closest to real immortality that he can get.

Despite all this, Jack does have a few redeeming qualities to him. He has an underlying sense of honor, and empathy that creeps up every so often. This is especially apparent when it concerns children, he has a surprising soft spot for children. Not only them but also victims of abuse in general. He can actually empathize with them, and can be rather kind and considerate towards their feelings.


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{"Thank you for reminding me to sin with a grin."}


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| S T R E N G T H S |
✦Combat - Jack is rather skilled in combat, being versed well enough in krav maga, and several boxing techniques. Though what makes him most dangerous is his willingness to fight dirty. He doesn't care much about honor, or fighting fair. He's in it to win it. He also has a specialty towards knives.
✧Pain Asymbolia - Also known as pain dissociation, is a condition in which a person experiences pain without the unpleasantness of it. For example, if Jack holds his hand over a open flame he doesn't feel the discomfort of it, instead he just feels a slight tickle. This isn't to say he's completely immune to injury or anything of the like, it just doesn't slow him down.
✦Cunning - Jack is a rather cunning, and clever individual. He's a skilled liar, and is fairly decent at manipulation whenever he is inclined to do so, though he prefers to rely on action rather than words.
✧Marksmanship - Jack is a decent enough shot, and is fairly accurate with thrown objects, particularly knives.
✦Bilingual - Jack knows a bit Spanish, Mandarin, Japanese, German and Arabic. He's not fluent, but he knows enough to get by. He learned through experience rather than actually being taught it.
| W E A K N E S S E S |
✧Pain Asymbolia - As much of a strength it is, it can also be a hindrance. He is much more prone to injury due to him not even worrying about it, which can lead to him injuring himself even further due to not treating them.
✦Impulsive - Jack generally leaps before he thinks, and cares little about the consequences of his actions.
✧Violent - His first solution to any problem is usually violence.
✦Arrogant - Jack is extremely arrogant, and boastful of his abilities.
✧Pessimistic - Jack is rather jaded, and untrusting toward others. He believes that people are selfish bastards, and only look out for themselves.


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{"I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nothing but pain, you just fuckin' complain, you ain't as tough as you claim."}


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| L I K E S |
✦Drinking - "What kind of sailor doesn't have a bottle of rum at his side?! It's a cliche for a reason."
✧Knives - "Oh! 'How does he have so many' they ask! I'm magic bitch, bout as good an explanation as any."
✦Jokes - "How do you tell if a crab's drunk? It starts walking forward! Admit it, you giggled at that."
✧Pain - "It's not really pain for me. It's like a tickle."
✦Telling Stories - "I ever tell you about the time I wrestled a polar bear with nothing but a speedo, and a nail clipper?"

| D I S L I K E S |
✧People - "Meh, we're all bastard coated bastards with bastard filling. Myself included."
✦Being Showed Up - "I'M the best!"
✧Most Fish - "Christ man have you seen those angler fish?! Freakin' terrifying!"
✦Being Bored - "I swear to god if there's not a explosion in the next five minutes I'm gonna stab someone."
✧Seagulls - "They are a plague to be eliminated. You hear you me you feathery bastards?! I'm coming for ya!"

| H O B B I E S |
✦Knife Collecting - "Got a bunch from all over the world. Japan, Russia, the Middle East, and then some."
✧Stargazing - "I find it relaxin'."
✦Story Telling - "So there I was, ass deep in the Sahara desert, surrounded by a pack of hyenas with nothing but a screw driver, and a bottle of whiskey..."

| H A B I T S |
✧Cussing - "You call them 'cuss words', I call them 'sentence enhancers', bitch."
✦Licking His Lips - "What can I say? I got a long tongue.....for all the right reasons ladies.....sorry, couldn't resist."
✧Playing With Knives - "What? Does the sociopath that plays with knives make you feel uncomfortable? Pussy."

| S E C R E T S |
✦His Past - "Aw you want to know more about me? You're making my boy parts all tingly! Not that it matters, but I was born on the peak of Mt. Everest, in the middle of a blizzard....."
✧How He Got His Scars - "Let's see, I got this one fighting some kind of unholy mix of a octopus and a shark while exploring a secret research lab in Russia...."

| G O A L S |
✦Becoming World Famous - "What can I say? I'm a badass!"
✧Being Immortal - "There's magical, immortal half-fish girls. Is becoming immortal really that farfetched?"
✦Living A Life Of Excitement - "Hell yeah! What more could you want out of life?!"

| F E A R S |
✧A Normal Life - "A white picket fence, a wife, and two point three children? Stuff of goddamn nightmares!"
✦Not Being Remembered - "I'm gonna go down in history! Just you wait and see!"
✧Becoming Useless - "Luckily that ain't ever gonna happen. I'm kind of a big deal."


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{"I can't hide my evil ways."}


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| H I S T O R Y |
Well, Jack Wolfe's past is quite the mystery. Mostly due to the fact that there is none. He just appeared out of thin air one day. And that's the truth. But before there was Jack Wolfe, badass extraordinaire, there was just plain old Michael Logan, also called Mike, or on occasion Mikey. Mike was born, and raised in some of the most rural parts of Indiana. He grew up out in the boonies, with the closest thing to a town being nearly a two hour drive away. His parents were John, a handyman that was drunk off his ass more times than not, and Carrol, just a simple housewife who's biggest concerns were taking care of the most pitiful looking garden you'd ever see, as well as getting dinner on the table before her husband got home. His childhood wasn't a very happy one to say the least if his current life wasn't already a dead giveaway.

As a child Mike was a bit of a troublemaker, though it wasn't anything too bad. He didn't beat up kids, well ones that didn't start anything at least, and he mostly just pulled stupid, and silly pranks on people. But he still spent most of his schools sitting in detention. With a drunk like his father things weren't very good at home. He was always rather vocal about his disdain towards his meaningless life, his meaningless job, and the like. He would also be rather vocal about his dislike for his family, especially towards Mike, who always had a smartass comment up his sleeve to cut his father down. And whenever he insulted his father, or made a smartass comment his father would 'discipline' him, usually with a right hook to the ribs, or a backhand to the face. Meanwhile his mother was always a meek woman, she merely kept her head down, taking whatever insults that her husband threw her way, and encouraged for him to do the same, though Mike could never let it go.

Due to the abuse from his father, Mike grew very cold to the world around him, developing quite the bleak outlook on life. Mike was about nine years old when his little sister was born. And when she was born it was up to Mike to help his mother take care of her, God knows his father wasn't going to be of any help. Helping to take care of his baby sister brought a strange sort of peace to Mike that he just couldn't explain. The world wasn't such a dark place when he looked into her eyes, or heard her laugh. Maybe it was for once he felt that he was of use to someone, that he had a purpose. It's hard to say, but regardless of the reason Mike become much more laid back, happier all around.

Although things were looking up for Mike, they weren't so bright for his mother. She had been struggling quite deeply with depression, she was in fact suicidal. He was eleven years old, and Mike remembers that day vividly, even long after his death. He came home from staying at a friend's house for the evening, one of the few friends he had, and one of the few times he actually could go visit a friend. He came home late and found his father passed out drunk, not an unusual sight, and his mother looking over a sleeping Cindy, with tears in her eyes. It was rather odd to see. When she left her daughter's room she looked at Mike straight in the eye, and said something that he will never forget. 'You're going to end up just like your father.' She said it in a completely blank expression. Her eyes looked empty, it was as if she was just stating a fact.

Those words kept Mike up the entire night, tossing and turning in his bed. But he wasn't the only one who had a rough night. The next morning they found that his mother wouldn't wake up, and she was ghostly white. Well she wasn't going to. Apparently before she went to bed she took a whole bottle of sleeping pills, and just drifted away that night in her sleep. With his mother's suicide Cindy was left to take care of things around the house, as well as take care of Cindy. Lord knows his father wouldn't be of any help. In fact he barely reacted to it. He kept on his usual habits, as if nothing had happened.

Things weren't great, but Mike managed to keep his head above water, that was until the accident. A little over two years later Mike was hit by a semi-truck on his way from school. He survived, although barely. He had sustained a pretty bad head injury, which in fact led to him developing Pain Asymbolia. Suddenly it felt like a switch was turned off in his brain. He couldn't recognize the feeling of pain. No matter how many needles they stuck in him, or how many bones was broken in his body, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Once he was discharged from the hospital, things were actually looking up. His father made a huge ordeal over him being hurt, but not out of real concern, no he was gonna milk it for all it was worth. They got a nice big settlement from the company that owned the truck. They had enough money to take care of them for awhile, well after managing to get enough of the money away before his father spent it all on booze.

Over the next three years it was pretty much all on Mike to take care of Cindy. Though over time his father became more, and more violent. Mike was a teenager, if he was smarting off to his abusive drunk father back then, you can bet that he was mouthing even more. Especially since now he couldn't feel a thing that he did to him. He was pretty much his father's punching bag. Mike made sure all the wraith was focused on himself, rather than Cindy. Though this didn't last for long. Soon their father became angrier, and angrier. He would start blowing up over the smallest thing. Though Mike tried to take all the beatings, there was few times that Cindy couldn't escape his wraith.

Things took a worse turn not too long after that. On one of this more violent benders, his father ended up going too far. He shoved Cindy back, a little two hard, and she ended up falling into the glass coffee table, and got a rather big shard of glass in her throat. She bled out in a matter of minutes. His father was actually distraught over this. He panicked, and tried his best to stop the bleeding, to do something for her. But it was too late. After that Mike snapped. He took the largest knife that he could find out of the kitchen, and repeatedly stabbed his father over, and over with the knife, straight to whatever he called a heart.

Once he snapped out of it, and saw what he had done, he quickly made a plan. He knew he could pass this off as self-defense. But he probably needed to sell it however. And he knew exactly how. He called the police, going on about how his father was drunk, and trying to kill him, and his little sister. And once he could hear the sirens he took the knife, and turned it on himself. He slashed his neck widely, and deeply, going from his neck, and too his chin. He didn't mind it, in fact it tickled. Once the cops got in, and found the scene Mike was quickly taken care of.

Once he recovered he spun his story, and they easily believe him. In fact they barely looked into it, they just took for what it was. It was no secret that his father was a bastard, and it was totally plausible that he'd snap and do something like this. Once he was out of the hospital he sort of slipped through the system. He was sent to a foster home, but he didn't around long enough to get used to it. No, he thought it best that he was on his own. Mike grew rather cold after that, more bleak. He managed to make his way across several states, and decided that he needed a new life. So he made his way to New York City.

Once there Mike stopped going by Mike Logan. Instead for a new life he needed a new name, and so Jack Wolfe was born, and Mike Logan died. From then on Jack decided to embrace his lot in life, he was a bastard of a bastard, so what is there to do with someone that couldn't feel pain? Why crime of course! Jack steadily made a name for himself as someone willing to do just about anything for the right price. And he found himself quite good at it as well, and started developing a reputation for being quite ruthless.

It was a bodyguard job that showed him a wider world of opportunities. He was protecting some crime boss as he was making a trip to Ireland. He was meeting some business associates, and Jack impressed them, apparently he was highly recommended for getting whatever job needed to be done. And from there Jack's freelance career started. He became international man of adventure. Traveling the world, going to exotic locations, meeting new, and interesting people, and quite often killing them. He eventually learned to like it. It was far more interesting than any nine to five job out there.

Jack began developing quite the reputation among the shadier parts of the world. Which led him to his current assignment. He was hired on to provide extra muscle for a group of sailors as they hunt their pray, mermaids. Jack had heard many, many, many tales about mermaids from the sailors that he usually takes company with(he's found it's easier to go under the radar with a boat when traveling across oceans. Airports as a minefield, and most of his jobs aren't strictly legal.). Though he had never seen one for himself, he was opened minded enough to at least humor them. Hey, if they were all just a bunch of crazy sailor it was a easy pay check.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
John Logan| Father| 45(At Death)| Deceased
Carrol Logan| Mother| 34(At Death)| Deceased
Cindy Logan| Younger Sister| 7(At Death)| Deceased


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{"No life lost can make me stumble."}


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Ban || Seven Deadly Sins

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| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
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So begins...

Jack Wolfe's Story