Post by Isaac Kazmiruk on Sept 26, 2011 7:37:12 GMT -5
Reviewed by: BG, Oogie
Accepted by: Oogie
10.11.2011
Jack Daniels
Full Name: Jack Donovan Daniels
Age: 25
Civilian or Special: Special
Currently Located: New York
Affiliated with: None
Celebrity Claim: Chad Michael Murray
Relation to You: Former PC
Jack is not a good person. He’s barely even a nice person. In fact, he’s a rather selfish and arrogant young man. Spoilt through his childhood, Jack has a problem with not getting what he wants, a big problem. He doesn’t have much in the way of morals and has no issues with being devious, or deliberately deceptive, to get what he wants. When push comes to shove, Jack is out to look after number one.
To say Jack enjoyed money would be a slight understatement; he adores it. He loves the freedom it gives you. Money can’t buy you happiness? Maybe not, but Jack is proof that it can buy you everything else. Despite this, he’s quite the miser, having never given to charity in his life. He occasionally has fits of generosity, but generally these are limited to whenever’s he drunk and whoever he’s with at the time.
His mule-like stubbornness is both his greatest strength and his greatest weakness as often he butts heads with people for the sheer hell of it. He can be very difficult to work with, given his independent nature, but, plied with the right substances, he can prove a useful contact to have.
He believes that the best defence is a good offence; that the hand that strikes also blocks. Though he’s not the greatest of strategists, Jack would much sooner attack pre-emptively than wait to be put on the defensive.
Certainly not stupid, he does have regrets about not getting the best grades at school but bygones are bygones and what’s done is done. Jack’s all about living in the present and enjoying whatever time he has.
Jack has no qualms in saying he is good-looking, and he is. But it’s also a very conventional look, ideal for blending into a crowd, especially in LA, New York and other urban hotspots. With fair hair and blue eyes, he has an air of innocence that contradicts his true nature. His pale eyes are able to silence someone with a dirty glance and charm with a gaze. His features are slightly boyish, rounded with full lips and a button nose. His face is generally clean-shaven but, on occasion, he allows himself to grow stubble, or even a beard.
He is quite slim and slightly muscular; resulting in a rather appealing figure, which he manages to maintain despite his colossal intake of food. His skin is smooth, though somewhat vulnerable to sunburn and his body is nearly hairless. He wears jeans almost always, often accompanied by a plain t-shirt and a baggy jumper of varying colours, finished off with a pair of trainers or, very occasionally, a pair of smart but scuffed black shoes.
Osteokinesis is the ability to manipulate one’s bones. A hyperaccelerated metabolism allows Jack to extend his bones on command and remove them in the form of various weapons including daggers, spears, blowguns, etc. In a pinch he can cover himself in small spikes that sprout from his skeleton, which he can ‘launch’ from his body at will. He can also force his bones to form a sort of armour plating, by manipulating their growth and shape. As his bones are naturally superhumanly strong, this is a good defence and they are more difficult to break than the average human’s.
Jack also has the ability of limited regeneration. As a side effect of Jack’s hyperaccellerated metabolism, Jack is able to heal himself at an accelerated rate. Due to the nature of his primary power, Jack is left with lots of open wounds and cuts from where his bones have emerged. Without his secondary ability, Jack would die from the wounds his bones make as they pierce his skin. His body deals with cuts and grazes in a matter of seconds, but bigger wounds take slightly longer.
Limits
Osteokinesis - In order to fuel his ability, Jack must consume upwards of 5000 calories a day, twice as much as the average man, even more so when he’s trying to heal. His ability also requires him to intake massive amounts of calcium and vitamin D in order to continue developing strong bones. Because his bones are denser than the average human, it results in him being about 30lbs heavier than a normal guy of his height. This means he's slightly slower than the average man and has to keep fit to enable his muscles to move his heavy bones. His control over bone is limited only to himself, as his ability is a result of his hyperactive metabolism.
Regeneration – Again, in order to maintain this ability, Jack has to consume huge amounts of food. Because his metabolism slows down while he rests, he has to remain awake and active in order to heal. He is not able to heal anyone else, through blood transfusion or other means. He is not immortal. His healing also only affects wounds, cuts etc. He can still drown, be electrocuted, poisoned, or suffocated.
His biggest weakness really is hunger. If someone were to lock him up and not feed him, he’d struggle to use his ability and any attempts would leave him extremely nauseous and exhausted.
Jack Daniels was born with a silver spoon in his mouth; a silver spoon loaded with caviar. It’s true that you can’t pick your family but, given the choice, Jack would select his over and over again. He entered the world as the first child of Willard and Matilda Daniels, a wealthy couple situated in Memphis, Tennessee.
Willard ran the family business, U.S. Energy, working long hours so he had very little time for Jack or his half-brother Scott. Fortunately, Matilda was a committed mother and housewife and was able to give the boys all the attention they needed. In his early years, Jack adored Scott and would spend days on end following his brother’s lead, climbing trees, playing baseball; there was even one rather memorable occasion where Jack nearly broke his arm after trying to ‘fly like Batman’ by jumping out of his bedroom window with only a bedsheet tied to his arms to soften his fall. It had been Scott’s idea, not that Jack would ever have told on his brother.
Not long after his fifth birthday, Jack’s little sister, Louisa, was born. He didn’t like this one bit. No longer was he the littlest, cutest and all-around most-lovable child (not that he had been before. His parents didn’t play favourites.) Louisa was taking his mummy and daddy away and there was nothing he could do about it.
Tragically, this wasn’t even the start of it, as no sooner had Louisa arrived, Jack was then sent off to a boarding school, following in the footsteps of his brother. Jack struggled to get along at first, not used to being away from home but that didn’t last long and soon he became one of the most sociable children in his class.
As he grew older, Jack grew a lot more competitive, especially with Scott, and his attempts to outshine his half-brother resulted in Jack rising to be one of the top pupils of his year. He excelled at sports too, becoming a quarterback in his local little league team. One of Jack’s first big achievements was being part of the team that won the championship title the first year he played.
By the time he hit high school, Jack had grown evermore confident, now bordering on arrogance. He’d developed into a rather charismatic, if somewhat repugnant, young man. He’d worked his way to the upper throngs of the student body, eventually running for and being elected class president.
Shortly after turning sixteen, Jack befriended a group of local college students. They were the epitome of what a student should be, at least in Jack’s eyes, fun-loving, deadline-scraping, beer-chugging party animals. It was with them that Jack first started experimenting with everything. Sure, he’d had the odd beer at the occasional party but generally Jack had little experience with the fineries of sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll. His bond with the group grew to such a point that he was hanging with them on an almost daily basis. He was especially close with a young man named Darren, a twenty-two year old psychology major. Though Jack wouldn’t admit it, Darren was probably his first love. He’d been smitten from the word go, even if he didn’t know it. Darren had just been one of those people, the kind that seemed so perfect and yet so completely, modestly unaware of their own perfection. At least, that’s how Jack saw him.
Naturally the combination of almost constant partying and a lack of interest in his classes resulted in Jack’s grades slipping. His parents put it down to his new group of friends and, fearing he wouldn’t realise his academic potential, banned him from seeing Darren and the rest of the gang. Jack rebelled and snuck out to see them once or twice a week, much to his parents’ frustration. Petulantly, he started to take less interest in school; his continuing failure an attempt at teaching his parents a lesson about telling him what to do.
Eventually, though his GPA had been dragged down over the last couple of years, he graduated. Willard was adamant that Jack go to college and arranged for him to attend Louisiana State University. Jack showed little interest in further education. He spent most of the time getting drunk and high at parties and bonding with complete strangers. Eventually, after time he moved onto bigger parties, harder drugs, looser women. After a year of college, he dropped out, claiming it ‘just wasn’t for him’.
Six or seven months after dropping out of college Doug, an old college friend (and dealer), called inviting Jack to a big party happening in an old air hangar in the middle of nowhere. The party was insane. It got even wilder when a rival dealer crashed it, armed with a pair of semi-automatic pistols and started to take out half the party-goers. Needless to say the party atmosphere was ruined pretty quickly.
Caught in the cross-fire, as the rival dealer went after Doug, Jack took a bullet… but his ability manifested and a bone plate formed as protection. The bone plate cracked, the bullet did no further damage, and fell off. Jack, obviously, was in agony, but not particularly hurt. Pretty soon, police were swarming the place. Jack bailed and got the hell out of there, returning the city with a head too full of questions and not full enough of booze.
Deciding to try another angle to instil some responsibility in his wayward son, Willard gave Jack the position of Vice-Chair of U.S. Energy but it was slightly too late. Jack had drifted away from his parents and their authority. He ended up treating the role as a kind of grown-up allowance. He turns up to board meetings, follows his father’s votes and then goes back to spending away his inheritance.
Nowadays he spends most of his time in New York City, enjoying the high life. He makes sure to visit his family for all major holidays and to ensure that he stays in their good books. He doesn’t often see Scott, having fallen out with him over his dropping out of college several years ago, but other than that, he’s on relatively good terms with his family.
