Jackson Drexl

[Jackson Drexl]

[Y O U]

Name: Jackson Augustus Drexl
Age: 19
Face Claim: Jackson Rathbone

[Way B A C K]

History: Jackson was born the oldest of four siblings. His sister, Christina is on her way to college, but Jackson...he's not so lucky. He had the life any kid would dream of: a big house, in-ground pool, fancy cars, and, most of all, money. His time in high school was classic too: plenty of friends and extracurricular activities, adoration from all the teachers...until he found drugs. Jackson became the "bad" boy seeming to always be having fun.

He was once the top of the pack in high school, the one all the gils swooned over. The football team captain, star track athlete, and part-time little league soccer and baseball coach, but his life was crumbling. His father and mother began fighting, and it tore the family apart. Jackson's dad started abusing the kids as well as Allison, his wife. By the time his father was finally checked into a mental hospital, Jackson, as they knew him, was gone.

Jackson became an addict to drugs and alcohol. He turned to sex, too. Luckily, he never fathered any children, but that might change. A couple years later, Jackson checked himself into rehab and is now drug and alcohol free. Jackson is still definitely the bad boy that all the good girls chase.

Personality: Jackson is a smart aleck; he seems to find trouble anywhere he goes. He doesn't have a problem going after a girl with a boyfriend or pursuing another chick when he's already in a relationship. If a girl can get him straightened out, he's very sweet and compassionate. Jackson is smarter than the average guy and will use that to his every advantage. He can be good if he tries to be.

Jackson likes to be the bad guy, but can be a hero if he chooses to be. He won't stand for another guy to hurt a girl, regardless if Jackson knows her or not. He can loose himself when he drinks, but somehow he always tries to retain a conscience. Jackson needs a girl who will stand up to him and make him feel that he can take control of his life. Jackson likes to flirt though, so beware!
Family:

• Gregory Francis Drexl/ Father/ 45/ Alive
  
• Allison Marie Drexl/ Mother/ 43/ Alive
  
• Christina Alexis Drexl/ Sister/ 17/ Alive
  
• Bryan Alexander Drexl/ Brother/ 15/ Alive
  
• Jacquelyn May Drexl/ Sister/ 13/ Alive
  

Relations: None

[E N D I N G]

Passcode: aaron
Example Post: She had been watching, though hadn't come forward until now. Sapphire had seen Virotre look around for her; she sighed and awoke Darsal from her noon-time nap. The bright-eyed filly looked around dazed for she had risen too quickly. The paint swayed somewhat, but was steadied by her dam. As Darsal nursed, Sapphire watched the exchange of words between the mares, both Rogue and resident. She clacked her teeth together when Jecentra spoke first. "Would you me to get you something? Like...I don't know...a life?" Sapphire shook her head when Midnight Dancer followed suite. She should have known better than to do that. Jecentra had been rude and inhospitable. Rogues had wandered the lands for many years, everyone knew that. They resided nowhere. She smiled when Virotre walked in on the trio, scolding Jecentra and Midnight, but explaining to the Rogue their situation as well.

Her silver-webbed optics brightened and nudged Darsal to tell her they would have to join them soon. She continued to watch as the Rogue spit venomous words. "Why don't you go hide behind your stallion?" Sapphire bit her tongue and fought the impulse to come down and scream at the mare herself. She remained hidden, still watching. Sapphire Moon looked away, knowing that Jecentra would be the first to react; her ears still pricked forward listening. She snorted, laughing, when Jecentra tried acting innocently towards Virotre while trying to hide the baring of her teeth. He had been watching nearly the entire time like she had. Finally, Darsal raised her head and nudged her mother. Waiting for her to lead the way, the filly looked around at the trees beside and above her, yawning in receding sleepiness. The mare sighed. Time to go. She pushed her bodice out of the shadows and whinnied to the group, throwing out a welcoming nicker to the mare.

When Darsal grew steadier on her hooves, Saph increased her speed to a trot. As her dark hooves went forward, she lessened the distance between Virotre and herself. Her jet-dark locks danced as the wind, caused by her movement, fingered through her silky, tangle-free mane. Sapphire Moon looked to the pregnant Rogue and nodded, dipping her head in greeting politely. She slowed to a dancing trot and stopped when she reached Virotre's side, nuzzling him lovingly at the meeting point of his head and neck. Darsal watched as Sapphire nuzzled her sire, and she looked over at the newest mare. Who is she? She wondered to herself silently. She smelled of other horses and places, even Darsal could figure that out. Sapphire turned to her and nudged her towards Virotre, looking towards the Rouge.

Greetings, I be Sapphire Moon. I'm sorry for my lateness; my daughter was sleeping. - she smiled- I'm sorry my companions -she cast her eyes upon Midnight and Jecentra in passing- started off being inhospitable. I'm sure they meant no harm.

She looked back at Virotre and asked, Would we be able to offer her shelter until her foal is born? Her gaze flew back to the mare before her as she raised her head. Knowing that look, Sapphire backed away a few steps, but refused to let the mare influence her to back down. Sapphire turned her body towards Midnight Dancer and Jecentra. I expected more from the both of you. -she looked hard upon Jecentra, but even more so upon Midnight- How would you like to be frowned upon the very moment you stepped hoof on foreign soil, to be beaten down with harsh, unkind words already thought of to torment you, to be ridiculed not even having had had the slightest chance to introduce yourself? You wouldn't, now would you? Sapphire returned her gaze to the mare.

It was unacceptable for them to treat you that way. I'm sorry for their actions. - she smiled at Midnight, acknowledging that she did apologize. She hadn't known what to do and was led by improper example. The mare still needed to be put back in line. Sapphire Moon returned to Virotre's side awaiting anyone to react. Darsal, in the middle of the new quietness her dam had presented, grew uneasy. It was awkward for her to not know what to do. The filly nudged her sire, Virotre, into action and laid down beside his form on the ground. Looking up at his face, she smiled and watched the group silently. [/font]

[I got your body doing alright
Hate me baby maybe I'm a piece of art
My friends all lie and say
They only want the best wishes for me
Oh, 3 2 1, we go live]

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[Darius Tyson]

Accepted

'Welcome, you've done the face claim and all and I even made us a female to RP with. Tell me when you put up a thread :>'