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Jake Ramsay

"If I stay, I hate it. If I go back, I die. What a choice..."

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a character in “The Catalyst”, originally authored by partially-stars, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Full Name:
Jacob Matthew Ramsay
Age They Appear To Be:
18
The Gender They Prefer:
Women
What They Are:
Angel
What They Do:
Student || Teaches guitar, bass and piano at the local record store
What They Can Do:
Pyrokinesis:

Jake can manipulate fire with ease. A simple snap of his fingers gives him a fistful of flames that he can manipulate like they are nothing more than an extension of his hand. With just his mind, he can set anything he wishes ablaze. He finds the fire that he creates easier to control, but he can control fire from external sources as well. In general, he has excellent control over his abilities. He does, however, tend to lose control when he gets angry or upset. This may be more so due to his emotions than his control, however, as he tends to deliberately set things ablaze.





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What They Like:
  • Playing guitar
  • Playing piano
  • Playing bass
  • Music
  • Fire
  • Summer
  • Ice cream
  • Understanding what makes people tick
  • Friendly people
What They Dislike:
  • The rain
  • Being wet
  • Water
  • The cold
  • People mistreating instruments
  • Winter
  • People who give up before they've really tried anything

What They Fear:
Jake fears being lost somewhere where he doesn't know anybody and nobody will be able to help him. He fears a long, drawn out death where he knows he is going to die and cannot do anything about it. He is also petrified of water, specifically large bodies of water. He can't swim, and will freak out if he has to go into large pools of water. He will freeze if he goes above his hips and will not move.




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Who They Are:
It's extremely difficult to describe Jake unless you've spent a considerable amount of time with him. At first, he comes across as quiet. Not shy, because if you strike up a conversation with him, you'll find it difficult to shut him up. He won't input in a conversation unless he knows his opinion is wanted or needed. Once he gets talking, he could talk the hind legs off a donkey. If you tell him to shut up, he will. He is perfectly happy just chilling in the corner, playing whatever instrument he has near him. He is an incredible friend to have. He always has a tidbit of advice, whether it's relevant to your situation or not. He knows how to make people smile if they need it. He usually knows how to make people laugh. If you need him to be serious, he will be. If you need a shoulder to cry on, he won't give you his shoulder, but he will give you a tub of ice cream and a series to marathon.

But Jake has an entirely different side to him. He struggles to cope with just about every negative emotion you could name. If he's lonely or sad, he will bottle it up until it comes exploding out the top in a rush of anger. If he's angry, he will show it. If he's jealous, he turns bitter and nasty, and while he wouldn't do anything as petty as spreading rumours, he could very well turn around and call you every name under the sun. If he is upset, he isn't a particularly nice person to know. You have to put up with more mood swings than your average teenage girl and more than likely things bursting into flames because they were annoying him. Usually, whatever he was upset, angry, or stressed about tends to pass. However, if it is prolonged, he finds himself almost consistently in bad moods.

Their Story:
Jake was always an unusual kid. He was far from the golden child, but he wasn't consistently making trouble either. His grades were usually a little below average, unless he really worked at them. His parents never knew what to do with him. He did his homework every evening, but it was the time after that when he grew bored. They both had full time jobs, and they didn't want him ending up having to hang around on the streets for something to do. He had no particular interest in video games like most kids his age. He was good at sports, and had an interest in them, but that only took up an hour or so every week. Out of desperation, they bought him a guitar.

And Jake fell in love. He taught himself from a number of different websites. When they saw that the guitar was working, they invested in a piano, and after a while, a bass. Jake fell in love with music, and spent his evenings teaching himself. When he was old enough, he enrolled to train in combat. He didn't want to be a teacher, and none of the other careers interested him. It was here that he realised exactly how different he was. After a few weeks, he was streets ahead of most of the other students. He accidentally set a table on fire when he was sixteen and has perfected control ever since. Daniel Bundrick, his trainer, told him and a few others that they'd have to be relocated to Earth for their own safety.

Jake agreed, but he wasn't happy about it. He left behind a huge group of friends and a girl who he'd finally worked up the guts to ask out. He knew it was better for his own safety, but he still found it difficult. In the hours before he left, he was cornered by his family and their friends and warned that if he ever returned, he would be murdered. They had somehow found out about his pyrokinesis and believed that he was a demon. Demons must be killed, even if they take the form of angels. He hasn't told anyone about this, not even Daniel or Joan.





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The Song That Sums Them Up:

The Ghost Of You || My Chemical Romance

I never said I'd lie and wait forever
If I died, we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are never ever...
Ever...

Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

If I fall
If I fall (down)

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna...

So begins...

Jake Ramsay's Story

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Character Portrait: Daniel Bundrick Character Portrait: Everett Anderson Character Portrait: Celine Nightingale Character Portrait: Jake Ramsay Character Portrait: David Jackson Character Portrait: Joan Mercury Character Portrait: Kaitlin Alvord Character Portrait: Jack Killoran Character Portrait: Vivi Cromeaux Character Portrait: Zack Killorian
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"And that is exactly why if a guy you've only just met turns up underneath your window at two in the morning and asks you to marry him, you should say no and call for help. And the same applies to women. " Daniel concluded, putting his copy of Romeo and Juliet on the desk beside him. He was perched on the edge of it, his legs stretched out in front of him. He was rewarded with a roll of laughter. "I've skimmed through your essays on Romeo's character and I have to say, from what I've read, they seem relatively interesting. Good work. We'll start watching the movie adaption of the play on Monday, and I will hopefully have those essays graded for you." The bell rung, and everyone got to their feet, including him. "Have a good weekend, guys. Look after yourselves." He grinned and stretched a little as his students started streaming out of the classroom. He caught a glimpse of Jake and Vivienne joining the back of the stream of students. Once Jake was near enough, he beckoned him over. "Wait for me outside." He heard him tell Vivienne, before coming up to stand in front of Daniel. The boy's eyes were on the ground. Daniel sighed a little.

"How're you doing?" Daniel asked quietly. Jake shrugged. "Missing home. I mean, this town is nice and all, and the people are wonderful, but it's not..." He trailed off, and Daniel nodded. He missed Heaven as well from time to time. He wasn't used to concealing his wings, and walking around with his wings hidden was unnatural to him. It was surreal. Everyone acted like they had known them for years, when in reality, they'd only been in the town a week. But he seemed to be adapting easier than Jake.

"Hopefully it's not going to be permanent. With a bit of luck, we'll be home in a few weeks. We've got people negotiating on our behalf, persuading them that you're not demons." He noticed Jake's posture stiffen a little. Jake's eyes were staring at the floor, and his head was ducked a little. Daniel frowned. Something was bothering the kid. "Jake, is there anything you want to tell me?" He asked gently, putting a hand on his arm. Jake shook his head, and his posture told Daniel that he wasn't going to get anything out of him.

Daniel sighed. "If you want to talk to me about anything over the weekend, you have my mobile number. We can meet up if you don't want to talk about it over the phone. Go on, don't keep Vivienne waiting. Enjoy yourself this weekend." Jake nodded. "Thanks, sir." He mumbled, and left. Daniel sighed, shoving his few bits into his messenger bag and pulling off his loosely knotted tie, throwing that in on top. His shirt sleeves were already rolled up to the elbow. He slung the bag over his right shoulder and headed out, pulling the classroom door shut after him.

It was their first weekend in the town, and even he was a little concerned about what would happen. He had seen the name "Zach Killoran" on one of his class lists, and was almost sure that it was one of the Fallen Angels. If that wasn't enough, he had thought he had seen Hadriel around.

He was within walking distance of the cafe where Joan worked, so he decided to grab a coffee. Most of the students wouldn't be heading there for another hour or so, so they would be relatively free to talk.

He walked in and perched on a stool at the counter. "Caramel latte please, and one of those giant cookies." He ordered, a grin on his face as he looked at his friend.

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Jake smiled at Vivi as he left the classroom. He knew that his posture was giving him away, so he decided to be a little honest. "He knows I visited my family last weekend, and was just asking if everything was alright." He admitted as they started walking down the corridor, towards the freedom of the weekend. "I wasn't exactly going to tell my English teacher that my family are assholes." He laughed a little, fixing the straps of his bag on his shoulder. Vivi felt almost a little familiar, like she had belonged back home.

Then again, that could just be because he had to act that way. But he genuinely did like her.

"So, what do you wanna do? It's the weekend. The world is our oyster." He casually threw one arm around her shoulders as they went down the steps of the school, spreading the other wide. He actually wasn't sure of what there was to do in this town, so he decided to let her take the lead.

If he was back home, they would probably be in training for another hour or two. Then they'd all probably go for a run and settle in for a movie night, before spending the weekend in each other's houses, seeing who could fit the most jelly beans in their mouth. He didn't know how that would roll here, so he decided just to keep his mouth shut. It was always a suggestion, if it came to it.

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”Wait for me outside.”

With a quick backwards glance towards Jake and Mr. Bundrick, Vivi nodded her assent and slipped into the hallway. Tugging on her backpack she took up a spot leaning against some lockers so as not to get trampled by the herd of students desperate to get their weekend under way. The fairly friendly girl, whose hair was currently dyed a deep purple, waved at passing friends intent on waiting around for Jake. Her patience was quickly rewarded.

Vivi could immediately tell there was something amiss with her best friend, and her usually sunny expression was marred with the briefest look of concern before concealing it. She knew Jake wouldn’t want her to worry or try to figure out what was wrong; he’d tell her in his own time. Which was apparently right now.

"He knows I visited my family last weekend, and was just asking if everything was alright. I wasn't exactly going to tell my English teacher that my family are assholes."

With a dawning realization she bobbed her head in understanding and favored him with a warm smile. “You never know, Jake, Mr. Bundrick could descend from a long line of assholes himself. I hope your visit wasn’t too terrible and you made it back alive so there’s a bright side.” Vivi teased good-naturedly, elbowing him lightly in the ribs as he slung his arm around her shoulder.
For a moment Vivienne felt her face grow warm and her pulse quicken a bit. It’d been something that was becoming more noticeable even though she did her best to deny it. She actually had a crush on Jake, it seemed so weird to think that such a short time ago she’d have never believed it. How quick things change she supposes.

“We do what we always do, Jake. Try to take over the world.” Vivi said with mock seriousness and a wink before deciding to give him a straight answer. “But when that falls through, I dunno. Maybe we get candy and pizza then glue ourselves to Netflix, although not very ambitious. If you’re feeling adventurous we can always try and find some live music somewhere.”

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He grinned as Joan handed him his coffee and his drink. "Thanks." She leaned in and lowered her voice. "So, you worried too? More than usual?" He sighed and nodded. "I don't exactly trust the name Killoran. And I'm almost sure I saw Hadriel yesterday. I never considered them as a threat. But if the kids aren't safe here, where are they safe? He shrugged, taking a sip of his coffee and grinning. "You know exactly how I like it."

He looked up to see Kaitlin come in. She ordered and gave him a little wave, and he grinned back in response. He looked back at Joan. "It's nice to see that some of the kids are doing well here. You know, I don't think it would be so bad if we couldn't go back. But then we have the kids who aren't doing so well..." He trailed off.

He broke off a bit of his cookie and dipped it in his coffee. "What would you do? If we had the choice to stay or go back?"

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“We do what we always do, Jake. Try to take over the world.” He laughed. “But when that falls through, I dunno. Maybe we get candy and pizza then glue ourselves to Netflix, although not very ambitious. If you’re feeling adventurous we can always try and find some live music somewhere.” He raised an eyebrow in thought, then grinned at her.

"Why bother trying to find it? I have two guitars, a piano and a bass. I could always play you some live music..." He paused, his grin growing ever bigger as he looked at her. A mischievous streak ran through that grin. "On the condition that you sing. Then, afterwards, we could grab some pizza and insist to everyone that asks that we're not actually on a date. Or say nothing and just piss ourselves laughing." He suggested, grinning at her. Suddenly Riversdale didn't seem so bad.

"So, my house it is then? Access to a grand piano, an acoustic and electric guitar and a bass?"

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"Why bother trying to find it? I have two guitars, a piano and a bass. I could always play you some live music...On the condition that you sing.

“Well you know you don’t have to twist my arm, you know I like to sing. Especially when we’re together.” Vivi replied blithely before realizing the implication of her words and backtracking a bit. “I mean, when we’re performing together.” The purple haired girl finished sheepishly as they exited the school building into the light of day.

Vivienne was actually quite proud of her singing talent, it was what she was good at. There had been times when that was all that had gotten her through and she took great joy in it. So it would come as no surprise to Jake that Vivi would immediately seize upon his offer. This would also give her the chance to brush up on her piano skills. While she was fair to middling, she in no way rivaled Jake’s ability.

Then, afterwards, we could grab some pizza and insist to everyone that asks that we're not actually on a date. Or say nothing and just piss ourselves laughing. So, my house it is then? Access to a grand piano, an acoustic and electric guitar and a bass

“You’d be so lucky” Vivi teased back, rolling her eyes at her best friend as a flood of departing students streamed past them. It wouldn’t be the first time that people assumed Jake and Vivienne were an item which they’d always been quick to deny. Vivi felt for the first time that she’d might not answer so quick.

“I like your style, Kid.” Vivi continued dramatically bestowing upon Jake a brilliant smile.“Lead the way and if you’re nice I’ll sing for you and let you buy me pizza.”


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The fallen angel now known as Jack shifted restlessly in the chair behind his neat desk. It had been a day full of squalling, snotty children and it had taken everything in his power not to swallow them up with darkness and let the demons feed on their bones. He regretted the day that he saw the advertisement for a pediatrician but it had served a great opportunity to immerse himself in this nothing of a town.

If it was up to Jack he would have obliterated this depressing hole but discretion was the better part of valor someone said once. Instead he’d have to ingratiate himself to these people, gain their trust and find the hidden angels. It shouldn’t be too terribly difficult to smite a few teenagers but Jack had been around long enough to never take anything for granted.

So instead he was stuck here with his fellow fallen angels posing as a family. The thought of actually having a wife or caring for an orphaned nephew was laughable. Jack had actually been born into a fairly large family and had hated every second of it. With a grimace at his plight he pushed back from his desk and left his tiny office, not bothering to lock it. The fool who dared to trespass into inner sanctum would be in for quite a surprise.

As the fallen angel emerged from his office the change in his personality and physicality was palpable. Instead of a dark scowl on his face it was now lit by an award winning smile, and now he didn’t seem so tense as if he was ready to pounce upon anything that moved. Now Jack had a bit of a bounce in his step and jauntily waved at the receptionist as he walked outside.

Walking over to the café that was only a few blocks from his office he applauded his choice when he caught sight of the other occupants. Daniel and another angel, his sycophant most likely. While Jack was here to destroy the younger angels he wasn’t above some collateral damage. Of course now wasn’t nearly the right time, but it wouldn’t hurt to show his face. Jack like the idea of the angels knowing of his presence, living their days in dreadful anticipation.

Hopping lightly onto a stool, he smiled indulgently. “Coffee. Black. And a menu. I’m positively famished.”

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Daniel glanced up as a newcomer entered the cafe. It took him a second or two to recognise the face- but once he did, he almost forgot to breathe. Hadriel. He shot a panicked look at Joan before taking a moment to regain his composure. He leaned in slightly. "Joan. I don't want to panic you, but there's a certain fallen angel sitting a few seats away."

He inclined his head towards where he was sitting. He almost snapped the handle from the mug as he realised that Kaitlin was still in the cafe. "Joan, I have to do something. Kaitlin's still here, and I don't think he's in Riversdale to sample the tourist life." He took a mouthful out of his coffee and walked over to where Hadriel was sitting. He took a moment to remember the times he'd heard Killoran mentioned. Then it hit him- Jack Killoran, the new pediatrician.

"I hope you don't mean any trouble, Jack." He said quietly, leaning in like he was just making a passing comment or recommending something on the menu. But he allowed the venom to carry through in his voice, making sure the volume was low enough for only Hadriel to hear it.

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She gave him a brilliant smile, and he found himself returning a smaller one. She wasn't the worst person he could get stuck with. “Lead the way and if you’re nice I’ll sing for you and let you buy me pizza.” He laughed a little. "I love how you just accept that I won't let you pay for it."

He dropped his arm from around her shoulders as they walked, but they stayed close. They chatted and laughed, making comments about their classes and teachers. Daniel was no exception, his vivid red hair coming up more than once. It just felt so natural. There was an aura of familiarity about her, one that he liked.

After a while, they reached his foster parents' house. It was a dormer bungalow of a decent size, more than big enough for the three of them. They both had well paying jobs, and apparently a rich old aunt who had been fond of his foster father had left them a fortune. However, this wasn't something that they flaunted. Everyone knew the family was well off, but nobody outside the family knew exactly how well off.

He opened the door and yelled, "I'm home!" He was greeted with only the echoes of his own voice, which was no great surprise. But he didn't care- he'd grown up in a house in which things were the same, and he was used to only having the music for his own company. It was nice having Vivi as well.

"Just ourselves, it appears." He remarked as he started making his way up the stairs. The grand piano was in one of the empty bedrooms, so he grabbed his amp, electric guitar and bass, hauling them all into the room. "I'm thinking of taking up drums. I could be a one man band then. Wait, no. My singing's dodgy at best. I could get you on vocals." He joked, plugging the cable for the guitar into the amp and then into the end of the guitar. "So, what do you want to play first?"

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