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Jack Lake

It is not by muscle, speed, or physical dexterity that great things are achieved, but by reflection, force of character, and judgment

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a character in “Radioactive: The Gift”, originally authored by RubyBlue, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: John Harrison Lake
Nickname: Please call me Jack. Always. Only my mom calls me John.
Age: 16
Power: Dexterity - I can precisely control the movements and muscles of myself. When you really think about it it's probably one of the most amazing abilities. I mean I'm not super strong but there's more to life than picking up heavy things. I can use each of my limbs for different purposes. Writing different sentences with both my hands at the same time in different handwriting while hopping on one leg and hula-hooping with the other. Not that I've ever done that. I'm just saying there's a lot of possibilities. My friends said mainly in the circus. I can't help my ability gives me cat-like reflexes and enough dexterity to flip around like a monkey. I rarely fall unless pushed and when I do I usually land on my feet, it's nearly impossible to topple me though so good luck. It took a bit of practice but I can even stand on top of a moving car. Don't tell my mother. She'd kill me. My tendons and joints are capable of withstanding the most radical movements that would snap most normal humans ligaments like rubber bands. Not to say that mine won't weaken and snap, they totally could. Just have to know your limits.

Sexuality: I suppose if you want to get concrete about it all right, I'm gay. Girls can be fun distractions I suppose. I definitely had fun with my fair share, but I definitely prefer men to anything else. I'm pretty open about it.

Which Side?: I'm new here and as soon as I walked in the door they were telling me I was "good". I wasn't surprised. I've always thought of myself as a good person, never had to question it or wait for someone to tell me. I was just surprised something like that even existed. Kinda weird.
Likes:
+ Music of all sorts.
+ Flirting with just about anyone.
+ Making people laugh
+ Using his ability, some would definitely consider it showing off.
+ Dressing Well. You only feel as good as you look, right?
+ Being well-informed. Some would say nosy, I say it's important to know what's happening around you. Especially since I'm new around here.
+ Dancing
+ Gymnastics
Dislikes:
+ Stereotypes
+ People who never want to have any fun.
+ Those incapable of holding a decent conversation. We're nearly adults it's about time we start practicing those right?
+ Wrinkled clothing
+ People who seem to be angry just for the sake of being angry
+ That as far as I can tell there is no gymnastics team here.
+ Dirt. Cleanliness is next to Godliness and all that.
Fears:
+ That my tendons are going to snap and my joints break down. Then what?
+ My Mother dying. I mean I don't think she is anytime soon or anything. She's all the family I have.
+ Bugs. I really just hate bugs. A lot.


Personality: I think I'm a pretty cool guy, some of my friends back home might say I'm a bit full of myself but they never hesitated to bring me down to earth. I'm sure it'll probably be the same here. I know I come off kind of snobby or uptight just from the way I dress and carry myself. It's my ability's fault I'm blessed with an innate grace and who doesn't like the look of a well cut suit? Impressions aside I'm usually making a joke or laughing, not at my own joke...then that'd really be conceited. I tend to be a bit of a flirt. It's such a habit that I flirt with most people I meet on a day to day basis. Doesn't usually mean I want to throw you down and jump your bones. I'm just a friendly guy like that and you never know who might flirt back. You'd be surprised. I'd say I'm a pretty average student when it comes to academics, sports is where I really shine. Gymnastics mostly. I was kicked off my last team, something about cheating. No like I can help something that's genetic. I work hard, I tend to play harder and I'm damn near fearless. Yeah, I'd agree with my previous statement. I'm a pretty awesome fucking guy.

History:
I grew up in Southern California with my Mom and as far back as I can remember it was just mean and her. She's never told me who my father was and I've never asked. She's kind of delicate and the last thing I want to do is see her cry. How awkward. Anyway she was pretty young when I was born and apparently her family(who i"ve also never met) was pretty strict. She didn't want to give me up for adoption so we left. It was tough I suppose growing up without a dad and not much money but we always had a good time. She always did her best to make sure I never missed out. Not on school trips, or having to pay for uniforms or dances. My mom is tops.
I was always on teams. Soccer or baseball or basketball whatever. I found my passion in gymnastics. You might say it sounds like a girls sport but I say you try the pommel horse and then come back and talk about a girly sport. I was good, really effing good. When I find something I'm really good at, I kind of become obsessive. The more work I put into it, the late nights and early mornings started to pay off. In a magnificent way. My power had begun manifesting itself. I was scared and fascinated and then I thought. How lucky. It was perfect, I'd become and olympic gold-medalist. My face on a cereal box and in commercials. In my head I was all ready a celebrity/superhero.
It was the end of the year, a huge meet was taking place and in my head I was the favored. I was going to blow everyone away with my amazing talent. So when my was called I went out there and I did my thing. I was effortlessly graceful, powerful and flawless. I guess so much so that instead of everyone cheering and adoring me they just got freaked out instead. That was probably the longest silence of my life. Longer than when I came out to my mother when I was fourteen and that was pretty long.
There were calls of cheating and unfair advantages. Me and my teeammates were stripped of any award we'd ever won while I was even a member of the team. Needless to say they all hated me after that. Even though I'd try to explain I hadn't always been like this. The backlash was pretty terrible. I went from being a popular kid with a lot of friends to being completely shunned. Quite the culture shock. Not soon after my mother found this place and decided that she'd take on a second job if she had to I was going to the Maldoy Academy next term. A place where I didn't have to be ashamed of who or what I was and well, here I am.

Theme Song: http://youtu.be/j1-xRk6llh4 (Tv on the Radio - Wolf Like Me.)

Anything else:

So begins...

Jack Lake's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ruby Desiree Moore Character Portrait: Haven Tatumn Character Portrait: Rhine Donovan Character Portrait: Henry Camaz Character Portrait: Posy Llewellyn Character Portrait: Dakota Fuentes
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With an impish grin still spread across his face Jack took a seat near the middle of the classroom. No need to look eager but it also didn't look like there'd be a lot of competition for seats he thought as he noticed how few first years there seemed to be. Opening his notebook and pulling out a pen the naturally energetic boy began to feel nervous. Actually any time Jack had to sit still for any amount of time he felt nervous. If it was up to him he'd constantly be on the move whether it be in the gym, on the dance floor or wherever he might end up depending upon the company.

Beginning to nervously tap his pen against the blank sheet of paper Jack did his best not to laugh aloud and look back at Samuel as the other boy's voice once again drifted through his mind unbidden. With a slight head nod he remained facing forward and leaned back in his chair. Suddenly not as nervous about the first day of class as he was before, perhaps due to the open flirtation transpiring between him and Samuel. Which is literally all in my head. Jack thought curiously. There would most definitely come a time for experimentation and just maybe they'd get around to testing out their abilities too.



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Henry watched lazily as people began to show up obviously summoned here just like he was. He wasn't worried about being late to class, one of the perks of working towards becoming a teacher. Henry would have to show up later and assist with class but for now he was free. With a wave, a grin or a call he greeted everyone in his usual sunny, open manner his previous worries tucked away for the time being. Something that Augustus and Mariska both had been telling him wasn't a permanent solution and might actually cause more harm than good in the long run. Yet to the stubborn teenager things seemed pretty simple. Run. Keep Running. Don't Stop. Never Look Back.

With a wide smile he tended to save for the people closest to him he shook his hair back from his tanned face and looked up at Haven as she joined him. Involuntarily reacting to her poke he laughed and leaned over to nudge her with his shoulder. Leaning back and resting his elbows on the ground he crossed his feet and regarded his best friend silently for a second.

"Haven, I'm glad you're here." Henry said genuinely glad to see that it looked like she felt better. "Things should definitely be interesting....starting right about now." He trailed off with a laugh as he heard the first sounds of Posy and knew that the party planners were close

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Elle's smile dissipated as she watched the large group of laughing, chattering kids leave the classroom to presumably plan a party. Elle hated Kaelana, she made no bones about it and it irked her to see everyone follow her around as if they had no original thought in their head. She detested being excluded and she felt Kaelana took every opportunity to do so though Elle counted herself lucky to not be an actual target of the girl's much like Rhine was.

Turning towards her friend she heard her own frustrations echoed back at her. If Elle gravely disliked Kaelana it was a vile hatred that Rhine held for the girl who controlled nature. Silently listening and watching to her friend react to Danilo's flippancy she pursed her usually pouty lips. Danilo might be able to say this or that about girls and their behavior towards each other, but he didn't get it. The vying for power, the fact that at any moment the whole world could be turned against you because you wore or said or did the wrong thing. Maybe for some girls it didn't matter, maybe they liked being overlooked and staying home on saturday nights watching movies alone. Elle wasn't that kind of girl.

"Because they all see what they want to see." Elle replied honestly and flatly. "Until we show them otherwise." She sighed with resignation as she rose from the table and gathered her things. "We'll think of something, we always do." Elle said softly as she pulled kleenex from her purse and offered them to Rhine.


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A raucous burst of laughter burst from Posy as she entertained the notion of a lingerie party. Ruby could definitely get away with it, Posy had actually seen the girl buy actual lingerie before. Her personal idea of sexy nightwear was no nightwear at all so she didn't really get the point but if Ruby was throwing it it'd definitely be entertaining at the very least. Not like Posy could exactly fill any of it out anyway, while her best friend called Elle out for having a less developed body the tall, lanky girl couldn't help but to look at her own body which was all angles and lines and think it ridiculous. People were people, all different shapes, sizes, colors, and dispositions. Such was life.

While her attention was distracted Danilo slipped in beside her and slung his arm around her thin shoulder and attempted what Posy liked to think of as a mind meld. Slipping her arm around his waist she squeezed playfully before releasing him and grinned widely at her newly arrived friend. " Ruby says she's got booze covered, we're basically a troupe of traveling musicians at this school and God save us all if you can't help us start a bonfire." The carefree girl said with a waggle of her eyebrows as she caught sight of Kota in her peripheral vision.

Sliding her arm around the person that probably understood her the best she lifted her cheek to receive the kiss she always received. Posy rested her head on his shoulder as they walked, strands of flyaway pink and platinum fanning across Dakota's chest as she giggled lowly. "I like how I'm the troublemaker but that girl back there would probably say differently." She was well aware that the two of them together made quite the pair. They looked like those kids that got followed around department stores...well they were those kids. Half the student body thought they were dating the other half were afraid to talk to them especially since the whole list thing got out. There was nothing wrong with just not giving a fuck, she was quite fine with it, it didn't make her bad or unapproachable.

"We are on our way to plan a most epic party and you're assistance is greatly needed. I think I've gone rusty." She replied randomly as she lifted her head to look at the small group assembling near the willow tree. "We should take roll, yeah?" Posy called out flippantly to Kaelana as she slipped in amongst the others.




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Sally let out a huge sigh of relief as she pushed through the door that led to her classroom. With a quick look around she realized she was the first arrival and let out a little yelp of excitement. The last thing she wanted to be on her very first day was late. What kind of teacher let a bunch of teenagers beat them to class anyway? Letting the few books she'd brought with her slide onto what was now her desk, Sally began to move around the room silently. Opening shades, writing her name on the blackboard, blowing dust from the full size skeleton who'd she'd probably name before the day was through and anxiously awaiting the arrival of her first class.

With a slight grimace to herself to the usually soft-spoken english girl plopped down behind her desk and smoothed the skirt of her dress. Her first class would apparently be the fourth years, the kids who'd been here the longest and to be perfectly honest the ones that scared her the most. It was a bizarre feeling to teach people who were only ten years younger than yourself, not to mention the fact that Sally looked as though she'd fit right in with the student body. Sally straightened her shoulders and rose from her desk, too jittery with nerves to sit still for long.

Crossing her arms in front of her she turned her attention towards the window overlooking the grounds of the massive estate. Crossing her arms Sally leaned her head against the frame of the window momentarily losing herself in thought and once again wondering when all the dark clouds had decided to move in. With a small smile which brought out her dimples she silently laughed to herself. All this doom and gloom outside could only be a sign that today would be perfect...well okay, maybe not a complete and total disaster.

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Character Portrait: Posy Llewellyn Character Portrait: Dakota Fuentes Character Portrait: Jack Lake Character Portrait: Samuel Matthews
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Samuel Matthews


Samuel had this way of being able to completely tune the teacher out and miss the whole entire lesson, but continue to get all As and Bs. He couldn't recall a time when his grades had slipped lower than that, other than perhaps once in gym he had gotten a C. It really wasn't his fault though, they didn't allow students to wear jeans and Sam refused to change into shorts- they of course suggested he just wear them all day then, but he refused to do that also. Not to mention the need to wear tennis shoes, when the shoes he wore were usually flat, like skaters shoes. Once the teacher realized he wasn't going to change the way he was though, they allowed him to do paper gym instead. Straight As, rest of the year.

English had always been a subject he was good at though, so he didn't see much need to pay a lot of attention. Instead he found his thoughts wandering to Jack, and wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into. He knew he shouldn't have flirted back, should have just pretended like he hadn't notice. The other boy was just so damn persistent though, and he would admit that he found him quite attractive. Either way, it was just playing around, nothing really serious. Hopefully the other boy would still be up for hanging out later, experimenting with their abilities and all that. And... just maybe a bit more.


Dakota Fuentes


Dakota pulled Posy closer to him, grinning as he took in the rest of the group. Most of them were pretty popular, at least he assumed. It wasn't like he was unpopular, he just sort of got along with whomever, didn't really care what clique they were in. That's what messed him up, people who wanted to be popular were supposed to stay with the populars, not go off randomly with whoever. "That girl back there is loco," he paused, eying the girl next to him for a moment. "And I didn't know you were spying on us, mi chica."

Posy was easily his best friend here at the Academy. Half the time they were getting into trouble, and the other half of the time they were devising new ways to get into trouble. He only bothered to go to class enough to get straight C's, because that was average and guaranteed him a passing grade- even if it was a low one. Still, he always pushed Posy to go to class and get good grades, because it was important. If it was so important, why didn't he do it? Sometimes he just acted like too much of a big brother for the girl, he needed to stop being so protective of her.

At the mention of a party, he brightened. "I doubt that, chica. You and I throw the best parties." He dropped his arm from around her, allowing his friend to sink into the small crowd that was gathering near the tree.


loco = crazy | mi chica = my girl | chica = girl

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Augustus could not find Sally and wondered where she went off too. Augustus felt flustered and uneasy, the noise from the cafeteria had stopped meaning students were off doing hell-knows-what. Augustus rushed to his office, It was time to put school into session. He opened the door to his office and flicked on the PA which was audible through the whole school and anyone who was on school grounds.

"This is your headmaster speaking, I advise all students to get ready for their first period class because school starts in only 10 minutes. Thank you and I hope you all have a nice day."

Augustus went straight to his history classroom. The blinds were closed, giving the room a gloomy vibe. He opened the blinds releasing light, the room now felt bright and joyful. To his desk Augustus organized what he needed for the day and sat at his desk and began to phase through hundreds of thoughts in a quick moment of solitude. Augustus had a ridiculous amount of patience and did what he always would do to kill time. He went in the backroom of the class and went through his shelves of journals. He picked one up and began to flip through the pages. A flash of memories impacted him every time he flipped to the next page. The past seemed nebulous almost but reading his historic literature made him remember.


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As soon as Vaughan's I-pod playlist played its final song he knew that his imaginary audition for American Idol was coming to a end and so that meant his singing was finally coming to a finish. Vaughan closed the faucet and pulled back the shower curtain to get a look at the time. The steamy fog that spiraled around in the bathroom made it hard to determine what the time was. Vaughan's first class was Health and that class started at 9:09, meaning he still had 19 minutes left to do whatever. Vaughan got out of the shower and dried off, he knew if he spent anymore time in the bathroom that he would spend it looking himself in the mirror. Vaughan scrambled through his drawers and finally found something that he wanted to wear. He put on a loose brown plaid shirt and beige cargo shorts. He was out of his dorm as soon as he could find his favorite designer shoes.

Walking through the hallway Vaughan caught sight of Koen who was pacing himself rather quickly. "Koen!" Vaughan called after him, simply calling his name rattled the pits of Vaughan's stomach and Vaughan knew that his feelings for Koen were suddenly working up.

Vaughan is simply over-emotional and love you can say is a enhanced emotion that Vaughan possesses. The slightest sign that you show Vaughan that you are interested in him, he begins to grow keen towards you. Though the irony of it all is that he doesn't know how to accept love, he's scared rather. Koen, Myra and Karen do this thing that Vaughan really cannot explain. Vaughan finds himself acting like his true-self around them and that frightens Vaughan because he isn't really use to his true-self.

Vaughan's eyes lighted, "why are you in such a hurry? Class doesn't start till another 13 minutes," Vaughan said gesturing to his watch. "I wish I was back to being a second year, you have Battle first period." Vaughan's eyes wandered, he is usually the smooth talker but he was really running out of things to say and felt that he was the one doing most of the talking. Minutes later they both headed downstairs and the PA buzzed. Augustus spoke,

"This is your headmaster speaking, I advise all students to get ready for their first period class because school starts in only 10 minutes. Thank you and I hope you all have a nice day."

"I need to get to Health Koen, have fun in Battle class." Vaughan gave the most charming smile he could present before walking away and teleporting to his dorm to retrieve his textbooks. The convenience of Vaughan's ability is that he's punctual and will never be late for class. He teleported himself to his home room where Ms. Winters sat at her desk.