jake lionel harrison

[jake]

jake lionel harrison

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God help me, I don't see how I can live this way And I don't know why he's touching me;;

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(Behind The Character)
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Alias:Jake/Killer
Age:21+
How Long You've Been RPing?:10+ years
Where You Found Us:Caution 2.0

Won't you shine in my direction and help me? Won't you lend me your protection and help me?;;

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(Main Information)
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Original Or Cannon?:Canon
Full Name:Jake Lionel Harrison
Nicknames (If Any):Mr. Harrison, Jack
Gender:Male
Age:42
Birthday:January 12th
Occupation: Jeweler
Sexual Orientation: Straight. Horribly straight.

God help me, Believe me, this wasn't what I wanted But no, I can't leave, he's got me;;

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(Appearance Is The Key)
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Playby:Jeffrey Dean Morgan
Height:6'2"
Weight:198 lbs
Appearance: Jake is a rather imposing man, that can put on a friendly face in the matter of moments. His stature is one that could instill fear in a person should he choose to go that course. But his smile, is infectious and looks to be one that a movie star would give during an interview for their latest movie. His dress is rather casual more often than not, sometimes going dressier while he is at work, but not all the time.

He likes to portray a 'common' man at the office most of the time, and enjoys spending time with anyone that comes in. Mostly, because he can gather clues about them and work an angle to get them alone if he deems them worthy.

Won't you shine in my direction and help me? Won't you lend me your protection and help me?;;

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(Personality, Down To The Dot)
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Personality: Jake is a man with two-faces, and he knows how to use them both rather well. The one that most of the world knows him as is Mr. Harrison, a well-respected jeweler that most of the town comes to for their wife's birthday, or an engagement ring. And many women come in to look over necklaces, and things of that nature. Everyone 'knows him' but nobody really has gotten close to him at all. That is because, he makes sure that nobody sees him outside of his store. His real persona, is a much darker individual then the light-hearted, joking man that many people are used to seeing behind the counter or chatting them up with small-talk about their marriage.

While he is on the prowl he is a much different, and colder man. Jake isn't one that likes to give in to just about anything. He tends to be rough, hating, and likes to push people over their own edge. He has a tendency to rape/torture them until they are begging for their death. To him, that's the greatest victory whenever he can exceed a person's fear of their heart stopping for good. And he gets a sick pleasure out of making people lose their will, slowly but surely. He just loves to see their entire being fall from their face and them dying before he has even taken a cut of them.

He is a master of lying, as he doesn't feel like he is most of the time when he is talking about his whereabouts. Of course he has been questioned about the murders, almost everyone has. But he hasn't came up as a true suspect because he tends to have an alibi, even if it's just that the store was open or something as simple as that.

Likes: Young girls, beautiful women, being in control, feeling powerful, blood, haggling at his shop
Dislikes: Men (almost all of them actually), marriage (nobody is faithful), wasting time, wasting money
Hopes/Dreams/Goals: To never get caught, and to never even be suspected.
Fears: Obviously, being arrested ranks up there. And spiders.
Strengths (At Least 3):Well versed in Judo, Tae-Kwon-Do, and Ak-i-do, no remorse for human life, incredible stamina (which many women that he 'meets' likely hate), can quickly put on an extremely friendly demeanor
Weaknesses (At Least 3):can't just kill usually and has to play with his victims, once he locks in to a potential victim he has a hard time letting go, mints ... he loves them

Am I guilty or am I just waiting around, For the tide to come in so the truth can come out;;

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(History Of Your Life)
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Parents:Harriet and Patrick Harrison, both deceased
Siblings:Linda Harrison, deceased
Pets:None.
History (At Least 250 Words): Jake was a pretty quiet kid, but his parents never paid him any attention. His father was a violent man, and showed no respect towards women whatsoever. Maybe once a week, Jake was forced to see his mother manhandled by his father by either a slap, or a hard push, or worse. It certainly skewed the way that he saw women. Also, when he was eight, he actually witnessed his father stab his mother. It was one of those experiences that he never got over. His mother didn't die, and they claimed that it was an accident but since that day he has always felt pretty, bad about life in general.

His high school life had him seemingly being a normal guy, playing football and dating some of the more popular girls in school. It tended to be rough, with pretty rough sex as well but the women actually seemed to enjoy it, further skewing his view of the world. He thought, violence was the way. It seemed to be the only thing that ever worked with the rest of the world.

His parents passed away just before he entered college, and his father left the family business to him. A jewelry shop embedded in the mall. It was here that he found his first 'prey'. A young twenty-two year old that was on the verge of becoming married. He tempted her a bit, until she agreed to come to the store after hours for a private fitting. It was here that he drugged her, took her to his lakeside cabin (where he had seen the horrors to his mother) and raped her until she begged him to just kill her. He had done everything that you could imagine, plus possibly worse before she was sniffling and waiting for the end, which he graciously gave her.... which usually is something that he does on the verge of tears.

Why? ... because he wishes that he had had the power to kill his mother before she had to take more abuse from his father. Silly as it was, it was his way of honoring her.... and to this day the total keeps growing as he does it only every few years. Or he had, until recently. It's the 20 year anniversary, and he wants to do something special for her.....
Other Notes:He has one place that is under his real name that nobody really sees. His 'killing grounds' is out away from the main city and under a different name in which he pays in cash.

If I had a dollar for every time I repented the sin and commit the same crime ;;

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(Sample Roleplay/Rules Words)
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Rules Word:Cheesy Cartoon
Sample RP: As Dexter in a private RP:

"There she is, my lovely bride.... and my family. Something, that until Rita came in to my life I thought was always going to allude me. Hell, I never even thought I wanted it. And now, I felt like I wanted to change to keep it. I'm not sure if Harry would be disappointed, or disgusted.... or proud. I'd like to think, that maybe this was what he wanted at the end of it all.

Something about that neighbor, had never set completely right with him, but then again he had never had to wonder what a good neighbor was before. Maybe he was just a nice guy going through some hard times, but Dexter usually had a good read on people, there was something more there. Something, that annoyed him even if he wasn't quite sure where to put his finger on it. However, with Angel and Deb getting more cases, he hadn't been able to do much about it, and Rita could definitely use the help. He tried his best to get home as early as possible most days though, and funny enough had begun to really enjoy sex. Something, that he used to simply go through the motions with ... had become something that he had really gotten in to. Lila started the rise, but Rita, since then, had brought everything to a whole new level... and Dex, really felt like he was lacking in the category but she would never tell him that. He was only going to work on getting better though, but now he knew he had a lifetime, a surprisingly calming thought.

The kids, they were growing up and at times they were harder to deal with then he had remembered, but this was all a part of growing up, for them, and for him too. He had never really had to be a true person, and the older they got the more they would expect from him. Treats, little smirks, and taking them on little trips would only work for so long. It was only a matter of time before they'd expect real advice, and conversations. Things, that he didn't really get when he was younger. His talks, were a bit different than anything that the kids were likely going to have to face. Which of course, was a good thing but it meant that the blood splatter analyst was going to have to figure out just how to approach those situations, but for now, he was going to take every easy moment that was given to him and enjoy the excited looks on the kids' faces.

He waded through them, a hand on each head as he made a mocking growling sound before putting the pizza on the counter, and turning Cody slowly by the head and pointing him towards the bathroom to wash up, "Promise guys, it'll be here... I won't let Momma eat it all." He glanced up towards Rita as the kids began to rush towards the bathroom, to get ready for dinner. "Pudding definitely counts. This can be your dessert then." He smiled back to her, leaning in to give her cheek a little kiss before looking towards the bathroom, to make sure the kids were out of sight before moving in for a slower, gentle kiss of her lips, lingering for several moments before backing up slowly, sighing almost, happily.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for that all day." He smirked slightly before moving past her to get a few glasses, of course about to fill them up with a bit of root beer, there was no caffeine so no harm, no foul in his mind. "Deb told me that you had been pretty tired today, so I gambled on dinner. Guess I got lucky. You feeling any better? You look wiped." Bluntness, was something that he knew he had to get better at, but it wasn't like it should have been all too mind boggling, she obviously looked tired, what was the harm in asking such a simple question? [/color]

“I'd be sitting on top of the world today;

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I'd be sitting on top of the world today;”

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