Character Name: Jacob Martin
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Description (hair and eye color, height, body type (skinny, muscular, etc) required): Black, curly hair, deep blue eyes, 5' 11", Muscular body, olive skin
God and mortal parent: Set, Rita Martin
Powers: Can create Tornadoes (1/8), Thunder storms (1/10), Wind storms (1/10), and mini hurricane things (1/4). He can also make it rain random objects (1/4)
Flaws: Power hungry, mean, sarcastic, pessimist, hates the dark, anger management issues
Pets: None
Weapon: Long CB sword
Talents/Skills: Fighting.
RP Example*: "Jacob, you dumb ***!" Yelled Joe. "How do you drop the ball when it's that high in the air!" I feel my temper rise like steam. "I'm only human, b****." Joe glares at me, then runs over and tries to punch me in the face. I lose it and block the fist, then knee the guy in his... never mind. Joe falls to the ground as our umpire/gym teacher runs over. "Jacob, your in more trouble than ever." He sighs and pick up Joe and starts walking to the school. I sigh and follow him. This was gonna be greaaaaaat.
Biography*: Jacob lived in an old apartment in Boston. He rarely saw his mother, for he was usually at boarding schools. And when he was at home, his mother was rarely home. She always came back around 11. Jacob suspected it had something to do with drugs, but he ignored it. He didn't care. One day he ran away and somehow found himself and CHB. A satyr saw and explained stuff to him.
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Subject: Jacob Martin 
5/1/2010, 9:59 am
