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Jacob Spears
Son of Apate ~ Camper
Owned by: TimeLord15
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"“I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.”
Jacob is a child of Apate and is currently residing in Apate's Cabin at Camp. He has been at camp since February 2014 and is currently single. His sexuality is Heterosexual, and he is currently 17. After all the tragedies he experienced before coming to camp, he acts the way he does for fear of getting close to people.
Personality
Jacob is a quiet guy, preferring to be alone than with people. He is brought down by the deaths of his family but he tries not to let it get to him. He doesn't really like bullies and tries to stay away from twins as it reminds him to much of his brother. He can be pretty friendly though if you start a conversation though, but he might seemed reserved at first.
History

I remember him telling me like it was yesterday, where I was sitting on his leg looking up at him, my twin was on the other leg, we were only five, and he wasn’t going to tell me but I was begging for him to tell so he did. He started off saying that he was in a bar, a stripping bar to be exact, but then I had no idea what it was but he said it was a place people perform and he was the performer there. Whilst he was there he met a lady and I will quote ‘sexy lady’ who named herself Samantha, she was chosen to help him on stage and he began to do ‘stuff’ to her. Anyway, he said that after the show, he began to talk to her. He said that she was a rich lady, daughter of some business person. Very important girl, way out of his league, eventually he asked her the next day and they began ‘seeing’ each other often and one night they were drinking and they began to get frisky and soon clothes came off. He paused as he got ready to say the next bit and we waited for a bit before he said that she left for another man, a more sophisticated and higher up guy than him, but he was already in love with her and had just quit his job as a performer and was searching for another job by that time. A couple of weeks later he found two babies at his doorstep, one named Alexander the other named Jacob, I’m Jacob, the younger twin. Dad figures our mom got impregnated by him but didn’t want us so she gave us to him as to not spoil her image; she’s probably off married to some other ‘sophisticated’ guy.

Our dad raised us by himself, getting a job at a factory to pay for the tiny apartment we had, my brother Alexander eventually taught himself how to hack into security and always pressured me into going into the stores and stealing stuff like food and clothes whilst he disarmed the security. We did it for a while before dad caught us, when he did, he wasn’t very happy about it. Banned us from doing it again because he wanted to live an honest life, didn’t want to become thieves to keep on living.

But Alexander didn’t want to stop; he thought it was fun to do it so he kind of bullied me into doing it all over again. I’m not sure what I think of him when I look back, I mean, he’s my twin brother, I love him to bits but he disappoints me with the bullying. But back to the history, we continued doing it in secret when they caught us. They being the police, of course. But they only caught me; Alexander escaped and lied saying he was innocent. Dad grounded me for months after that, never allowed to leave the house, and I was forced to watch everyone playing from my window, even my brother. I don’t really talk to him much now, not after that. I was betrayed, back stabbed by him. I don’t want to be near him anymore. I was around ten at the time and it was a couple of weeks later when dad brought home a girl, she was a very pretty girl and nice, very nice. She treated Alexander and I equal unlike every other adult who treated me like a criminal and Alexander was the golden fruit. But she treated us both the same, and we both loved her. I suppose that’s what brought us together again, Alexander and me.

I was eleven when it happened. It was truth or dare with Alexander’s friends; one of them was a really pretty girl. Alexander both had a crush on her and when one of the dares was for me to kiss her, and so I did. Alexander wasn’t pleased by this. He didn’t talk for the rest of the game and the next day we were playing with our stepmother when she favoured me. I don’t know why she did it, but she did. It happened for a couple of weeks and soon enough all of Alexander’s friends wanted to talk to me. I don’t know why, they just did. And the next month I found Alexander with a gun to his forehead.

I tried to stop him, I really did. I even begged him to stop, but he didn’t, he said I stole everything from him. His friends, his ‘mother’, I tried everything to stop him, even said that she wasn’t our real mother. I screamed for help but nobody came, we were alone, dad and mom were off on a date and we drugged our babysitter so she was asleep. I suppose drugging her was in Alexander’s favour. No one to stop him from shooting, other than me, but if I moved, he would shoot. So I kept on speaking, hoping that my father hurried home and saved Alexander. But he never came. The gunshot still rings in my ears. Every time I close my eyes, the blood splattering the walls comes to my mind. Haunting me. I can never get free from it; can never get free from his death.

After the funeral, my step mother did suicide, not being able to stand the knowledge that she was part of the reason the he’s dead. Father, though he didn’t say, blamed me. It was obvious. I shut myself off from the world, barely leaving my room, not feeling whole, not without him. Eventually father sent me to boarding school at the age of 13, not wanting to look at me. Because I look just like Alexander.

Boarding school was alright I suppose; I didn’t want it to be public that my brother and stepmother did suicide so I just said they were killed in a car accident. I made a couple of friends there, but not too many; I don’t want them to get harmed. Everyone around me always gets harmed in the end. But they latched onto me; there was no getting rid of these three people, Brian, Brianna and Jordan. Jordan had this sort of limp in his leg, but he could run properly, it always confused me.

I was in the classroom at recess I got a detention so I had to stay in there with my teacher, Ms. Brown. I don’t like her, she creeps me out. Anyway, I was sitting at the desk, Jordan and Brian at the door making faces, Ms. Brown doesn’t seem to notice them but that was when she began to make weird noises. I ignored thinking she was just doing this weird coughing noise but when she continued I looked up and frowned getting pretty creeped out.

I stumbled backwards when I saw her turning into some kind of monster (Dracanae), my chair clattering to the ground. Jordan and Brian ran in, Brian held a glowing bronze colored sword, though how he managed to sneak it into boarding school I don’t know. Jordan held these pipes in his hand and started blowing on them and Ms Brown swiped at Brian as vines grew around her legs, pinning her to where she stood. Brian took the chance to slit her neck and she burst into dust before I could say a thing. It was about a minute of silence before Jordan finally coughed to get my attention; I was just standing there gaping.

Ok so I admit I was a bit of a coward for what I did next but I was scared and so I ran. Now trust me, I don’t like to run from things, but when your teacher turns into a monster and your friend does some magic and the other kills it you can’t exactly do much other than running. I ran to my room, I heard Brian running after me but I locked my room before he could enter it, he yelled through the door but I ignored him. I packed my bag quickly whilst calling my father, I didn’t want to be here anymore, and I don’t want to see their faces again. I suddenly dropped the bag as a gunshot rings in my ears and I bite back tears.

“Hello? Jacob?” His voice resonates from the phone and I shook my head, shaking away the memories that were resurfacing.

He didn’t believe the story of the monster but he took me out of the boarding school nonetheless, I didn’t say goodbye to anyone at the boarding school. I haven’t seen them in six months. They’ve emailed and called, but I don’t answer them. I try to forget what happened that day. Try to. I was sent to a private school, when I come home I stay in my room, I have an early dinner so I don’t have to see my father. It works for him; he doesn’t really want to see me either.

I was walking home from school one day, fourteen years old, when I passed an alley and heard this faint rustling in an alley, I was curious so I went to investigate. It was this huge dog, size of a horse and foam was coming out of its mouth. When the dog saw me we just stared at each other for a minute until it growled and I ran, terrified of the dog that was chasing after me, looking as if wanted to kill me. I ran onto the road, a main street, and lots of cars. They screeched to a stop and the street was filled with beeping at me, I just ran to the other side, the dog pelting after me but unluckily for it a truck came and ran over it. I made my way home slowly after that, too shaken up by the dog. The squelching sound that came from being run over still sounded in my ears.

When I was fifteen my father left for China, to get a job, he said he was going to come back after two weeks, but he never did. They said it was a plane crash, hit the sea, he drowned before they could save him. Told you, everyone who hangs around me gets harmed in the end, even father. My father was an only child and his parents died in a train crash before I was born so I was sent to a foster care, where it was peaceful, I wasn’t attacked or anything, I was able to drift into the shadows.

Two months after my father's funeral I was at his grave, I have done this for a while, visiting the grave after school on Tuesday. To my right was the caretaker raking leaves with a bucket of water at his feet. I wouldn't have even glanced at him if he didn't drop the rake and scream at something to my left. I looked up to see a horse on fire. The horse was standing on its hind legs when the caretaker jumped infront of me bringing out reed pipes and blew a song making vines grow around the horses legs, whilst he was doing this I looked around for something to fight against the horse, I don't like to be useless. My eyes found the bucket of water and it was just common knowledge that water beat fire. I grabbed the bucket and as the horse was charging, ripping the vines apart, and I threw the water over the horse extinguishing the flames. As the horse recovered from it the caretaker had enough time to take a knife and stab it in the horses chest but the horse went onto its hinds legs at this, not dead yet, but the knife was hanging out of its chest but I guess it didn't hit any vital points or something. The caretaker tried to run but the horse brought its legs down on his back and he slammed to the ground turning into a flower. I don't even know what I should think about that. As the horse walked towards me, I stumbled backwards my hand hitting the caretakers bag and it tumbled to the floor spilling out its contents. Including another knife. I grabbed it and threw it at the horse not really thinking about it but it hit the horses neck and finally the horse burst into gold dust and I just sat there breathing hard until I ran back to the foster care place.

After a year of living at the foster care I was adopted by a woman who worked at a diner and an alcoholic father. My adopted father was an alcoholic and so he got really angry when he got drunk and if I made one simple mistake he would attack me, one time he knocked me unconscious by pushing me down the stairs but my stepmother was worse, she attacked me verbally everyday saying I should never had existed and that they only adopted me out of pity. She made me do every job in the house and if I didn't do one she would get a belt and whip me and I just curled into a ball looking forward to when it was all over. I had bruises nearly everywhere on my body and as to not raise questions I kept jumpers and long pants on to hide them even when it was over thirty degrees.

The public school I went to mostly ignored me, except for this girl that kept hanging around me, she didn’t have any friends so I guessed I was the only person she could hang out with. We barely spoke for a couple of months just sat next too each other, I guessed she was too scared to talk to me or something. Our school had a janitor guy that barely did anything just stood there in the hallway, with a mop in his hand and just stared at students, the girl mentioned once that she didn’t like him, that he ‘smelt’ weird. I didn’t bother asking for her to expand on that. Anyway a couple of weeks later, I had to do this project for school during class and I was standing near the janitor and smoke began to pour out of its nose and made a growling noise. Just like Ms. Brown. It took me a second for this to dawn at me and I didn’t need any more convincing to run.

I heard it follow me but I didn’t dare look back and that was when it went oddly silent and I heard something hit the ground and I skidded to a stop. I just stood there for a second not wanting to turn around but curiosity got the better of me and I turned around to find the girl standing there looking at me a sword in hand and it took me a minute to realise she killed the janitor. I had stepped back, about to run for it like I did at the boarding school but she shook her head and said. ‘Come with me.’ My vision went dazed when I heard her speak and I instantly followed, I had to go with her.

She took me to her car and wow I didn’t know she was rich; she had a silver Mercedes Benz, the ones that had the doors that go up. She told me to go in and so I did, she said we were going to a safe place for me and I didn’t argue. Whilst we were in the car she began to explain the gods, I didn’t know what to think about this but she said she was a child of Aphrodite, hence why she could force me into the car, she said she used charmspeak on me, after the explanation I sat in silence not sure what to say so I ran things over in my head. And couple of hours later I arrived at camp, sixteen years old, the girl ditched me there at camp to go do something with her friends, I haven't seen her since.

Journal
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Basic Info
Full Name: Jacob Francis Spears
Titles: Son of Apate
Current Location: Apate's Cabin
Affiliation(s): Camp
Current Status: Alive
Relationship Status: Single
Born or Created On: 20 August 1995
Current Age: 18
Species: Demigod
Nationality: American
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Accent: Neutral
OOC Plans & Info
Owned By: TimeLord15
Inspiration Behind Creation: .
Love Interests Char/Owner: Single/None
Active RP's: None
Created Page On: 15th of Feb 2014
Page Last Updated On: 6 of June 2014
Plans: Have some plans but need more, see below
3/6/9 Month Powers: None.

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Jacob ~ Son of Apate
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"“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.”"
“Silence is so freaking loud”
Character's Bio


 Age: 17  Height: 6'2  Weight: 134 lbs
 Sexuality: Heterosexual  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: London, England  Main Weapon: bow and arrow
 Accent: Neutral
 – "Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words."

Character's Powers

 Powers of a Child of Apate:

1.Children of Apate have the minor ability to create illusions of attacks so realistic that they are most likely to catch an enemy off guard; however, if they miss they are left vulnerable to counter-attack.

2.Children of Apate are able to command a weapon to go against it's master's will. However, they cannot command a weapon bigger than them. Also, the master of the weapon can resist the will of the weapon. Once the effect has wore off, the weapon is immune to further effects of it.

3.Children of Apate are able to make the objects in a small area shift appearance or location, confusing those who will see it. While the skill is in effect, it continuously drains the user.

4.Children of Apate are able to trick charging enemies to face the opposite directions and charge at those directions instead. The more enemies and the longer the distance, the more it drains the demigods. After the effects have wore off, enemies will be immune to further effects of it for the battle.

5.Children of Apate are innately able to see through lies, illusions or any form of deceit, as they are innately so well skilled with deceit themselves.

6.Children of Apate have the innate ability to confuse, mislead or deceive others for a short time, the longer they try and keep up with the lies/deceptions, the more energy it drains.

7. Children of Apate are able to make a fake copy of an object not bigger than them, but they must clearly imagine the object in their minds for it to completely imitate the original object. Also, if the original object possess magical properties or whatsoever, the imitation will not copy those properties.

8.Children of Apate can use their powers to lure someone into lying or coming into agreement with them when they truly don't want to without the person influenced even noticing. The bigger the lie, the more power drained. A person with a strong will can fight this, and most will remember being deceived shortly after.

9.Children of Apate are able to mimic sounds or the voice of a person or creature they already heard speaking or making noise. The quality of the mimicry depends on the focus and skill level of the user.

10. Children of Apate can create illusions in order to twist other's perception of reality or make everyone around them see something that isn't really there. However, the illusion isn't physical and therefore is only a trick of sight. The bigger the change in perception, the more power drained. They can also delude single individuals in the same fashion.

11.Children of Apate are able to make a copy of their body, that they are mentally connected to, but cannot interact with its physical environment. It can be used to spy on others, bring back intel, distract others, carry messages, etc. It drains the user moderately.

12.Children of Apate are able to make a copy of their body, that they are mentally connected to. It is essentially a real copy of themselves, with all their powers to a weakened extent and can actually interact with their surroundings, however while the copy is active the user is entirely incapacitated. While the copies are active, the user is drained, so the longer the copy is active the more they are drained. Once the copy is gone, they must wait a substantially long time before making another copy.

13.Children of Apate tend to be treacherous, fond of treachery or amused by it.

14.Children of Apate are cunning, sly and uneasily fooled.

15.Children of Apate are very good liars and at making alibis.

16.Children of Apate are good at forging signatures and hacking systems.

17.Children of Apate have deceit "intuitions", meaning they may have a hunch if someone will try to deceive them. However, their predictions may not be accurate every time.

Owned by: Time ~ Posted on: {{{2}}}
Powers
Jacob ~ Son of Apate
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"“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.”"
“Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?”
Character's Bio


 Age: 17  Height: 6'2  Weight: 134 lbs
 Sexuality: Heterosexual  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: London, England  Main Weapon: bow and arrow
 Accent: Neutral
 – "Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words."

Character's Powers

 Powers of a Child of Apate:

1.Children of Apate have the minor ability to create illusions of attacks so realistic that they are most likely to catch an enemy off guard; however, if they miss they are left vulnerable to counter-attack.

2.Children of Apate are able to command a weapon to go against it's master's will. However, they cannot command a weapon bigger than them. Also, the master of the weapon can resist the will of the weapon. Once the effect has wore off, the weapon is immune to further effects of it.

3.Children of Apate are able to make the objects in a small area shift appearance or location, confusing those who will see it. While the skill is in effect, it continuously drains the user.

4.Children of Apate are able to trick charging enemies to face the opposite directions and charge at those directions instead. The more enemies and the longer the distance, the more it drains the demigods. After the effects have wore off, enemies will be immune to further effects of it for the battle.

5.Children of Apate are innately able to see through lies, illusions or any form of deceit, as they are innately so well skilled with deceit themselves.

6.Children of Apate have the innate ability to confuse, mislead or deceive others for a short time, the longer they try and keep up with the lies/deceptions, the more energy it drains.

7. Children of Apate are able to make a fake copy of an object not bigger than them, but they must clearly imagine the object in their minds for it to completely imitate the original object. Also, if the original object possess magical properties or whatsoever, the imitation will not copy those properties.

8.Children of Apate can use their powers to lure someone into lying or coming into agreement with them when they truly don't want to without the person influenced even noticing. The bigger the lie, the more power drained. A person with a strong will can fight this, and most will remember being deceived shortly after.

9.Children of Apate are able to mimic sounds or the voice of a person or creature they already heard speaking or making noise. The quality of the mimicry depends on the focus and skill level of the user.

10. Children of Apate can create illusions in order to twist other's perception of reality or make everyone around them see something that isn't really there. However, the illusion isn't physical and therefore is only a trick of sight. The bigger the change in perception, the more power drained. They can also delude single individuals in the same fashion.

11.Children of Apate are able to make a copy of their body, that they are mentally connected to, but cannot interact with its physical environment. It can be used to spy on others, bring back intel, distract others, carry messages, etc. It drains the user moderately.

12.Children of Apate are able to make a copy of their body, that they are mentally connected to. It is essentially a real copy of themselves, with all their powers to a weakened extent and can actually interact with their surroundings, however while the copy is active the user is entirely incapacitated. While the copies are active, the user is drained, so the longer the copy is active the more they are drained. Once the copy is gone, they must wait a substantially long time before making another copy.

13.Children of Apate tend to be treacherous, fond of treachery or amused by it.

14.Children of Apate are cunning, sly and uneasily fooled.

15.Children of Apate are very good liars and at making alibis.

16.Children of Apate are good at forging signatures and hacking systems.

17.Children of Apate have deceit "intuitions", meaning they may have a hunch if someone will try to deceive them. However, their predictions may not be accurate every time.

Owned by: Time ~ Posted on: {{{2}}}
Skills & Weapons
Special Skills: Rifle, bow and arrow
Preferred Weapon: {{{weapon}}}
Strengths: Defense
Weaknesses: Agility
Quests/Missions Led: 0
Quests/Missions Been On: 0

“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.”
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Possessions & Favourite Things
Bedroom: None.
Pets: None.

Likes: Dogs, being alone,
Dislikes: Socializing, trusting people,
Colour: Red
Music: Jazz, classical
Food: Beef
Animal: Dog
Book: None
Quote: A meaningful silence is better than a meaningless word
Drink: Iced Tea
Song: In the air at night by Phil Collins
Movie: The Breakfast Club
Sport: Baseball
Other Favs: WIP
Appearance & More Images
Model: Holden Nowell
Gender: Male
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour: Black
Height: 6'2
Weight: 134 lbs
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Handedness: Left
Shoe Size: 10
Blood Type: B
Voice: Bass
Distinguishing Marks: None
Body Style: Fit
One Word to Describe: Distant
Best Physical Trait: The good days with Mom and Alexaner
Worst Physical Trait: Wrists
Mental/Emotional State: Stable
Things to Change: He doesn't care for it
Mental/Emotional disorders: None
Medical Problems/Ailments: None

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Family & Childhood Info
Mother: Apate
Father: Charles Spears
Creator: {{{creator}}}
Half-Siblings: Other children of Apate
Full-Siblings: Alexander Spears
Other Relatives: None
Home: England
Earliest Memory: Playing with Alexander
Best Memory: The good days with Mom and Alexaner
Schooling: Public, private, homeschooled and board school
First Kiss: This girl in truth or dare
First Love: He hasn't loved anyone
First Sex: He's a virgin
Other Firsts: WIP

General Info
Nicknames: Jake
Native Language: English
Character Flaw: He shuts people out
Fears/Phobias: Fish and oceans, guns despite using it as a weapon, truth and dare
Hobbies: Reading, painting
Personal Motto: You cannot fix what you can not face
Things He Won't Do: Go swimming in the ocean
Most Admires: Not sure
Most Influenced By: Himself
Moral Compass: North
Most Important Person Before: Alexander
Most Important Person Now: Not sure
Reacts to Crises: He'll normally just stay silent and not pay attention
Faces Their Problems: He'll normally just stay silent and not pay attention until it goes away
Reacts to Change: He doesn't care for it
Alignment: Neutral good
Dream Job: Policeman
Current Job: None
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“Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.”
Traits
Vices: Alcohol
Bad Habits: Overspends
Sleeping Habits: Good
Quirks: Tends to draw on himself
Attitude: Cocky at times, but he can be friendly to people
Special Talents: Surfing, snowboarding, skateboarding
Social Skills: He'll seem cocky at first but when he drops the act he's very social and nice
Other Info
Most at Ease When?: Alone
Main Priorities: WIP
Past Failures: WIP
Biggest Accomplishment: WIP
Darkest Secret?: None
Secret Known by Anyone?: Nope
Personal Tragedy: WIP
One Wish: WIP
Relationship Info
Ever Cheated? No
Relates to Others? He doesn't talk to most people
Perceived by Strangers: Quiet and depressed
Perceived by Lover: He's never loved anyone
Perceived by Friends: He hasn't really had friends
Perceived by Family: {{{familyp}}}
First Impression: Quiet and depressed
Family/Friends Like Most? When he's talkative, which is rare
Family/Friends Like Least? When he acts all depressed and lonesome
Relationships

Name Relation Feelings
Charles Spears Father He has mutual feelings for him
Apate Mother He has mutual feelings for her
Alexander Brother Blames himself for his death, misses him

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