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Jackson Greene

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a character in “FATAL FASCINATIONS”, as played by bandgeek

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Jackson Greene
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Name |:| Jackson Greene
Nickname |:| Jack, Jacky[doesn't like this one]
Age |:| Twenty One
Role|:| Er, Boy 4? I think.
Height |:| 5'9"
Weight |:| One hundred and forty.

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Personality |:| Jackson does not feel nervous in social situations, and has a good impression of what others think of him. He likes to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. He is usually the leader in group activities. He prefers dealing with either people or things rather than ideas. He regards intellectual exercises as a waste of his time. He finds helping other people genuinely rewarding and is generally willing to assist those who are in need. He also finds that doing things for others is a form of self-fulfillment rather than self-sacrifice, however he does not enjoy confrontation, but will stand up for himself or push his point if he feels it is important. He has strong will-power and is able to overcome your reluctance to begin tasks.

He is a calm person who is considered almost fearless by some. He rarely gets angry and it takes a lot to make him angry. Mostly his emotions are on an even keel and he does not get depressed easily. He is poised, confident, and clear-thinking when stressed.

He genuinely likes other people and will openly demonstrate positive feelings toward others. He makes friends quickly and it is easy for him to form close, intimate relationships. He finds the company of others pleasantly stimulating and rewarding, and enjoys the excitement that crowds provide. He likes to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. He is usually the leader in group activities. He leads a fast-paced and busy life. He moves about quickly, energetically, and vigorously and is always involved in many activities. He loves the bright lights and hustle and bustle. He takes risks, and he seeks thrills.

He is a moderately imaginative person who enjoys a good balance between the real world and fantasy. Jack is reasonably interested in the arts, but mostly interested in just music. He has good access to and awareness of his own feelings. Always eager to try new activities, travel, and experience different things. Finding familiarity and routine boring, he will take a new route home just because it is different. Often he exhibits a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. He also feels a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity.

He naturally assumes that most people are fair, honest, and have good intentions. He sees no need for pretense or manipulation when dealing with others and are therefore candid, frank and sincere. People find it relatively easy to relate to him. He does not like to claim that he is better than other people, and is generally shy from talking himself up. He is tenderhearted and compassionate, feeling the pain of others vicariously and are easily moved to pity.

He believes that he has the intelligence, common sense, drive, and self-control necessary for achieving success. In general he tends to be disorganized and scattered. His sense of duty and obligation is average and although he is mostly responsible, he can sometimes be unreliable. He often says or does the first thing that comes to mind without deliberating alternatives and the probable consequences of those alternatives.

History |:| Jackson grew up in a rather... rich household. Though he still felt the need to go out and steal things, or create any trouble he could. He made it through school with outstanding grades, and plans to be either an engineer or writer when his friend and himself get back from Europe. If they get back from Europe.

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Good Things |:| Friendly, positive, good at bringing people together and leading.
Bad Things |:| Once he gets into a bad mood, he can't get out of it. Doesn't take well to people not liking him, and hates being alone.

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Skills |:| Strong, relatively fast, good with knives and makeshift weapons, can start a fire.
Fears |:| Not being good enough.

So begins...

Jackson Greene's Story

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By the time the plane finally started boarding the commercial class people, Jackson had almost finished his book. Shakespeare's Hamlet, a lovely book, he'd read it many times before. Usually he only read books once or twice, three times if he really liked the material or couldn't get his hands on another book at that moment. But Shakespeare was definitely one of those people who wrote amazing things, and it truly did catch Jack's attention. Heck, every time he read the book he learned something new about it. Truly fantastic, at least in his mind. But his family usually just looked at him like he was crazy. There was no doubt that his traveling buddy, Ronnie, probably thought that he was a nerd. None of this bothered him though, because he didn't mind being "crazy" or being a "nerd". He liked reading, what was so bad about that? Unlike the other idiot children at the college he attended, they would amount to nothing if they didn't step up.

Abandoning the previous thoughts, he gathered up his belongings and stood up. "C'mon Ronnie, I think they just called us." With a smile, he carefully placed his book in the carry on and threw the bag over his shoulder. "By the way, I call the window seat." Before his friend could protest, Jackson began towards the flight attendant. She was younger, probably under thirty, which would make his job all the more easier. "I'm sorry ma'am, would you mind letting my friend and I on before the others?" Though she seemed to be a bit taken with his charming grin, she still looked as if she was going to decline. Quickly he said, "See, my friend isn't the best on planes," he easily lied. "And I was hoping the longer he was on, the more comfortable he'd get." As if the excuse was actually a good reason to let them on, she allowed them entrance. Sitting himself a 22C, he retrieved his book again.



That morning, a lot of things happened. Soda had forgotten to turn her phone off vibrate, so she didn't wake up until it had vibrated so much that it fell off of the dresser and into the garbage, creating a long banging noise that she mistook for a gun shot. Sitting up quickly, she immediately assessed herself for wounds, and then after finding nothing, turned her attention to the room around her. It was still the unorganized mess that it always was, and she quickly figured out that it was just her phone that had caused her to be so frightened. After retrieving the device from the garbage, she kicked her blankets off and stomped over to the bathroom. Today was not going to be a good day, she had work, meaning that idiot was probably going to try and get her to go out with him again. If only Europe could come sooner, but the trip was tomorrow...

The thought made her pause, and she quickly backtracked to her bed and snatched the phone up. Eyes gone wide, she stared at the screen just as it began buzzing again and she dropped it back to the bed. Today was the day!, and she was going to be late. With a speed that she didn't know she could possess so early in the morning, she quickly traded her sleeping clothes for her airplane clothes, black jeans and a loose, grey American Eagle top with a black wolf on the front. It was thin enough material that she wouldn't be hot, but it also had longer sleeves so in case her hands got cold she could wrap them up. Gloves were simply overrated.

Stuffing most of her clothes in a bag, and then the rest of her electronics in another bag, she dashed downstairs. The first thing she got was all her candy. Who didn't bring candy on a plane trip? And the next was a water bottle, two Tylenol's, and an apple. Luckily there was someone getting out of a cab right in front of her apartment, and she quickly jumped on the chance to steal the vehicle before someone else could. "Airport please, quickly." It seemed luck was on her side yet again, because there was very little traffic and the driver was kind enough to speed a tad bit. Apparently her nervousness was showing, though it didn't surprise her much.

Soda arrived just as the attendant was about to close the door. "Please, please let me in.", she begged as the flight attendant asked to see her papers. After fishing them out of the bag, the lady let her inside with a slight scowl. Rushing down the ramp, she quickly boarded the plane and sat in her assigned seat, 24C, right next to the isle. And a boy?

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Ronnie got settled in his seat next to his friend Jackson.
"Man." Ronnie said, grinning. "I am so excited. Can you believe this? This is going to be an unforgetable trip man!"
He opened up his bag, which was filled with chocolates, chips, and a bunch of other sugary junk food.
"Got these while I was at the store- should be enough to last us for the return trip as well. I still have my sleight of hand- didn't pay a single dime for these. Want a Twinkie?"

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Character Portrait: Natasha Everem Character Portrait: Allison "Alli" Quinn Character Portrait: Liam Foster Character Portrait: Soda Aleks Character Portrait: Marc Patterson Character Portrait: Ronnie Davis Character Portrait: Jackson Greene Character Portrait: Willow Kimberland
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Alli looked at Ronnie with appreciation in her eyes for saving her. She couldn't speak for she was still choking back water. I was so close to death...but here I am.After coughing a few times, she finally noticed both Nat and Willow where on the raft as well. Thank God, they are alive! Even after all she's been through, she was able to crack upon a small smile. "Can't get rid of me that easily." Her voice croaked as she let out another cough. Her bloodshot eyes looked around herself to see their were other teens who had survived as well. The same blue haired girl I saw before! She also noticed three other new guys were on the boat as well. Now, is a good time for a nap... And she fell unconscious, her tired body uncaring for the current event.

Many hours late she awoke to Willow slamming against her. "What happened?" She mumbled still half asleep. The sound of Willow screaming "Land!" made Alli jolt upright. "Where?!" but her eyes were soon met with the answer to her question. An island, with a huge beach! She jumped out of the boat and keeled, feeling the sand as to see if she was dreaming. "Whoa, this is the real deal..." Her attention was then caught by a hermit crab crawling in the sand. A Dardanus calidus, but this one is a little larger then normal. Plus its abdomen seems to be protected by a pointed shell, rather then a rounded one. The hermit crab fascinated her so much she nearly forgot of her current situation. Stupid Alli! This is not a petting zoo. My friends are probably worried on what to do now.

"It'll be alright, girls." She said confronting her best friends. "We may or may not be near civilization, but it shouldn't be too hard to find food and shelter around here. Water most importantly." Alli didn't have anything except her purse filled with rubber bands and entertainment items. Nothing of use in there. Alli sighed. "What do you say we start looking around the island? Maybe someone does live here, or maybe we can at least find a stream of fresh water. I'll see if I can get the other teens to join."

Ronnie was one of the first guys to walk out of the boat, and Alli took this moment to thank him. "About earlier, thank you for saving my life. I'm Alli." She held out a hand. "You are?" She wanted to at least know the name of the guy who saved her. Plus he probably knew some of the others and it'll be easier to tell them her idea.

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Character Portrait: Natasha Everem Character Portrait: Allison "Alli" Quinn Character Portrait: Liam Foster Character Portrait: Soda Aleks Character Portrait: Marc Patterson Character Portrait: Ronnie Davis Character Portrait: Jackson Greene Character Portrait: Willow Kimberland
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When the water had burst in through the flaps of the raft he'd jerked awake suddenly due to being the other closest to it. But before he could do anything he saw the girl on the other side had already go up and fastened it shut. He smiled and muttered a thanks before nodding off again. The next he knew was that the girl had pulled open the flaps and was calling out something about land nearby. What really woke him up was the thumb of the raft beaching itself on said land.

He pulled himself up and through the flaps, jumping down onto the sand of the beach. "Well its not Everest... mores the pity." He repositioned his hat to sheild his eyes better from the sun, before walking a little further up the beach to a small outcrop of rocks with trees that had grown over them to form a shaded area with protection from the jungle behind. He put his rucksack down and took off his jacket, placing it next to it.

"Right, water and food." He rubbed his hands together and looked at the area around them.