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Jude Briars

"If someone tries to suggest I'm gay one more time, I AM GOING TO LOSE IT!

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a character in “The Dresdenverse: Our Story”, as played by Sneakyrio

Description

Name: Jude Goodfellow Briars

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species:Changeling

Personality: Jude is a bit of a wise ass and can never say no to any one in trouble. Both of which have gotten him into more trouble than he cares to think about. He is always good humored and most people like being around him. He tries to settle things diplomatically before any other type of action is tried. He is sensitive to other peoples problems and plights and has little trouble putting himself in their shoes. He loves to joke around and can be very stubborn about anything he believes in. He is also a die hard fan of Peter Pan, an icon he emulated as a child and lives by a similar philosophy based around Pan. When alone he either runs from fights or tries to settle them without fighting. When someone else is involved, he would have to cut off his own head in order to stop himself from fighting until his last breathe. He can be somewhat arrogant when the time calls for it, yet, is literally terrible with women. For all his beauty, he can't talk to girls, not in that way, at least. He has never had a girlfriend, is a virgin and has never even been kissed.

Abilities:
Glamour- Jude can create incredibly advanced illusions like other Sidhe. This goes from making himself invisible to the naked eye to making people think he is a giant purple giraffe with a top hat.

Flight- Jude can fly at incredibly high speeds without the use of wings.

Aeromancy- Jude can manipulate the Wind with his energy to do any number of things for him.

Super Reflexes- Jude is inhumanely fast, even able to catch bullets if he concentrating.....not many, but still.

Limitation: Jude, unlike other Changelings, is bound to never tell a lie, just like the Sidhe.

Skills: Jude is an apt cook and surfer. He knows how to handle a gun, but has never been properly trained. He is rather proficient at Wing Chun WuShu. Not a master or anything, but he's getting there.

Appearance: Jude is, for all intensive purposes, very very pretty. It has to do with his Sidhe blood, but he is near inhumanely gorgeous. Notice I'm not saying handsome or manly, because he is not. Most people who first meet him believe he is gay and try to make him come out of the closet all the time, which usually ends up driving him insane. It doesn't help with the fact that he is utterly terrible at talking to women. He has short feathery blonde hair and piercing blue eyes along with fair skin. He seems to not ever gain any weight and his body is perfectly toned. His favorite outfit to wear is a leather jacket over a forest green hoody over a black tee that states in bold letters "I BELIEVE IN FAIRIES." He wears that along with slim black jeans and green converse. He wears a forest green half ski-mask over the lower half of his face and goggles when he is going to fly. He usually keeps the hood up.

History: Jude grew up in San Francisco never knowing his father. His mother, Monica, was always a very sweet and kind woman and she raised Jude as best she could. When Jude was young, he idolized Peter Pan, and felt an odd connection to him. Every time he talked to his mother about the world of Peter Pan and his fairy friends, his mother always seemed distant and sad. All in all he seemed to have a pretty normal childhood, though he wondered why the house was always so clean when he never saw his mother clean anything.

When he was 12 years old, he came back from school to a scene reserved for horror films. The walls, the floors, the furniture, everything was coated in a spray of blood. He kept screaming for his mothers name, and when he entered the living room, he found his mother. Well, what was left of her, her body was in a pool of her own blood, a man in a tan sports coat, jeans and hiking boot was dipping a white baseball cap in her blood, turning it red. He then plopped back on his dark haired head and looked at him with crimson eyes. "Well, well ,well, if it isn't the little bastard prince." Jude just stared on in horror. The man circled him. "What, nothing to say? Your standing in your own mothers blood and you really have nothing to say? Do you know why? It's because your weak, your human half has made you into one of them. You wouldn't last a day in the Nevernever. So let me do you a favor, let me kill you, then you won't have to live without mommy dearest, what do you--" The Redcap never finished his sentence, he was hurled into the wall and pinned their by a massive gale of wind that shattered the window. An odd energy was whirling around Jude. JUde screamed"GET OUT!". The Redcap was then blown through the wall with a sickening crunch and he flown out the wall and into the horizon.

Jude was moved into several foster families, never wanting to stay in one place they put him. When he was 16, he ran away and went back to San Francisco. That's when he met, The Little People. Dew drop faeries, Cobs, Brownies, they came out of holes and cracks to meet him. They told him what he was and who his father was. They also swore their fealty to him. So now, he supports himself by running a city delivery company called "Neverland Deliveries." He makes the deliveries so fast because, well, he can fly. He has enough money to keep himself comfortable, but its always on the guard for when more Faeries show up.

Now he finds himself defending his city from a whole group of badies, and he's feeling severely outnumbered. He's going to need some help if the city is going to survive.

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Flying is awesome. You can knock Superman, Peter Pan and the Wright Brothers all you want, but at the end of the day, your all just jealous. There's just such a profound sense of freedom sail through the skies at untold speeds, hearing the wind roar around your ears. Seeing hundreds of bright lights whizzing by beneath you like an army of shooting stars. A vast open sky where you would think you'd feel alone, but it always feels like coming home every time I fly through a cloud, shaking the water and fluff from my body. It makes me want to fly to the top of the highest cloud and scream from the top of my lungs, "I'M THE KING OF THE SKIES!!!!".

That is......when your not flying in the middle of a storm.

I knew it was going to be a bad idea flying around with the clouds looking as dark as they did, but......have you ever tried to cross San Francisco in a cab? Give me dodging lightning any day. OK, maybe not any day, but still.....cabs suck. Now it wasn't raining at the moment, but the winds were high enough to make all the flags dangling from apartments flap around like a hummingbird on pcp. The wind paths were so completely hectic, that I looked like the Tooth Fairy who had a few dozen drinks too many. It took all of my concentration just to focus on where I was going, that the usual euphoric feeling of flying was replaced with the adrenaline surging, unbridled terror of crashing and making a pretty smear on someones front stoop.

I was trying to keep that image out of my mind, as I wobbled through the skies over San Francisco towards Indulge. One of the newest hot spots in San Fran. It was one of those multi-colored flashing places where people got stoned, drunk and had sex in public. You know, one of those places where the music went "Oonce oonce oonce oonce". Not really a place I would frequent, like ever. But, it was a place where the supernatural predators of the city liked to frequent, namely, The White Court. I was mainly going there to scope out the area and to find out just exactly what went on in there.

After 15 minutes of turbulence, I finally made it a block away from the club. I decided to land and walk the rest of the way their, partly because I didn't want to draw attention, and partly because I was pretty sure I was going to vomit if I kept on like that. I took off my goggles and put them on top og my hood and lowered my face mask. I walked briskly to the club, chest puffed, arms out and with a look that screamed "Don't fuck with me." You see, first impressions with vampires is very important, you can't act like food, or they'll treat you like it. You have to act different from the herd animals, but not another predator, or they may find you a threat. Let me put it this way, no matter how big a pack of jackals get, they will never fuck with a Bull Elephant. That's what I had to be, a metaphorical Bull Elephant. I might be able to do that, save for the fact that my face looked like it belonged to a Homosexual 16 year old who was obsessed with moisturizer. Now, I'm not complaining about my looks, but it's hard to intimidate people with a face that triggers a reflex in every guy that says "I can kick his ass."

I got to the door of the club. There were no giant neon signs or banners in place. Hell, if it wasn't for he big burly guy in black standing by the door and the faint sounding of the "Oonce" that one would never guess this was the location of the city's hottest night club I approached the door and changed my look to one more sultry and eyed him. Sometimes on my best day, I've been mistaken for a White Court, even by other White Courts. Though, I was really hoping Tin here wasn't going to ask me any questions, seeing as how I couldn't lie.

He looked me up and down and seemed to approve of my outfit and gave me the nod to go in. I breathed a sigh of relief as I closed the large white metal door behind me. I heard the clubs dress code before. Naked, half naked or leather were the rules. I was wearing a leather jacket and I was "pretty" so that meant I qualify.

I walked down some industrial steel steps that ended up leading to a scaffolding cat walk that looked down over the entire club. There were multiple levels of platforms with couches and bars and dance floors. I was pretty sure I saw a bed or two as well. I surveyed the scene for a time, until my eyes found what I had been looking for. In the very back on a raised platform of glowing white, sat several inhumanely beautiful people. Their faces screamed White Court and I made not of their appearances. Then I saw one stand up and my jaw nearly fell off. It was Madeline Raith, Leaders of the Raith house of San Francisco. She was in the club tonight! I had to be extra cautious.

I made my way down the scaffolding, trying to look like I was enjoying the atmosphere, when in fact it terrified me. I went to one of the bars and simply leaned my back against it and looked over the main dace floor, trying not to go deaf from the music. Their seemed to be a lot of colorful characters here. I wonder hiw many of them know how much danger they were really in?

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