Jahari Ckole Aug 1, 2016 20:26:12 GMT
Post by Jahari Ckole on Aug 1, 2016 20:26:12 GMT
- LIKE TO CALLED AS : "Hari"
- AGE : 18
- BIRTHDAY : 03/08/1998
- TYPE OF APPLICATION : Teenager
- CREATURE :WERE WOLF
- RELATIONSHIP STATUS : SINGLE
- SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Heterosexual
- MEMBER OF WHICH PACK : N/A
- ALLIANCE IN DEADPOOL : N/A
- FACE CLAIM: Trill Sammy
- HAIR COLOR:Black
- EYES COLOR:Brown although they maneuver into a yellow color when is is aggravaited
- DRESSES UP IN :Jahari can usually be found walking around in high end street or urban style clothing
- OVERALL APPEARANCE : Jahari stands at about 6 feet 3 inches. Five or six inches above the average height of 5 feet 9 inches. Although he is a healthy weight for his size Jahari still appears to be very slim. Jahari is a Caucasian and African american mix so his skin is of light color and his hair is black. Jahari usually wears his hair free in more of a blowout Afro style with the fade on the sides and back.
- LIKES:Music, Baseball, and Idependence
- DISLIKES:Working With Others, Authority, and Kids
- GREATEST DESIRE:Jahari's greatest desire is to be a music icon
- GREATEST FEAR:Jahari's greatest fear is not being able to live his life to the fulliest
- HOBBIES:Writing And Producing Music,and Experiencing New things
- OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Jahari very much unlike his twin brother is the more chilled laid back type of person. He walks with his head high above his shoulders proud and confident although he doesn't seem to extreme with either. The teen usually gives of the first impression that is a calm and collected and has a bright future ahead of him. Although that is to mortals. To the supernaturals Jahari appears to be the exact opposite. He doesn't want anything to do with any of them at all and he honestly prefers to avoid them at all times other than the two he lives with.
Inside Jahari feels as if he could be and do anything he wants in life. The teen believes that there is only one thing that can truly hold him back and because of that he views what others around him see as a gift as a curse. Jahari understand the beast inside of him to his utmost ability which is the reason why he hides this part of himself from anyone else. Well that and it could possibly get him killed if the wrong person found out about it.
Jahari is a very focused young man and when he starts something he strives to finish it with the best of his ability. Even at school Jahari has never turned in any project that in his eyes wasn't perfect.
Although Jahari is a very polite and respectful young man. When he is placed in the wrong environment or with the wrong crowd his entire attitude can change. The young man can quickly maneuver from being the most disciplined person in a room to out of control in under a second and his lack of respect for authority at times can only make matters worse. Sometimes leading to arguments and even physical conflicts with whomever the person of authority may be.
Jahari is a very creative and imaginative young man and because of this his organization methods may not be as tight as they should be. With new ideas popping into the lads head at every given second of the day it is hard for the young man to stay completely organized 24/7.
Jahari incorporates his creativity into everything he does even creating a unique style of dress for himself. In his unique style of dress the lad combines a bummy look with the urban look ripping and cutting holes in his clothes and also giving them a wrinkled or worn look to them.
STORY OF YOUR LIFE
- FATHER AND MOTHER: Bishop Ckole (Deceased) Malayla Towns (Deceased)
- SIBLINGS :Makaija Ckole
- FAMILY MEMBERS ON SITE: N/A
- HISTORY :
Jahari was born into a small family of werewolves on the outskirts of Colorado. As a youngin life for Jahari was full of nothing other then love and joy. The young wolf had literally no fears. Everyday for him was the same. He would wake up early in morning right on time for breakfast. After breakfast he and his twin brother would have three hours of study before a lunch break and then the twins would run outside and into the woods where the would play for hours until supper.
Jahari's life like this had went on for years as he began to shape into a nice young man. Until one night when he was 14 years old he heard the outcries of what sounded like people outside of his house. Jahari had been laying down on his bedroom floor playing chess with his brother when the cries had started and when he heard them he immediately jumped up running downstairs to see what was going on. As the young boy reached the end of the stairs he almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. His mother and father where being dragged out of their home by a group of their angry neighbors. "Whats going on?" the twins yelled in sync. Their mother quickly reacted to their voices her head jolting back allowing for the twins to see her golden colored as before she yelled for them to run. She cried for them to find a place of safety right before she was silenced by a bullet to her head.
Jahari wanted to cry when he saw his mother brutally murdered but he didn't have time for tears. He had to get his brother and himself to safety and there was only one place he knew to go. The Lad grabbed his brother shaking him before grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him through the house and out the back door and into the woods.
The twins both stopped once they reached woods looking back at their home as it went up in flames. As Jahari looked back the memories of his past hit him hard and he stood there frozen until the sounds of nearing footsteps hit his ears. Immediately Jahari snapped out of his trance and ran as fast as he could with his brother following closely behind him.The two kids ran until they reached a small cabin in the middle of the woods. Jahari walked up to the cabin door knocking on it harshly before it was opened by the owner his uncle Malik.
Malik had let the lads in and they told the older man what had happened to their parents. Tears running down both of their faces. Jahari sat there as his uncle decided what to do for an hour or two before he decided that he would send the twins to live with his daughter in Beacon Hills California.
He told the twins what he had decided for them before calling his daughter and giving her the news. He told her of what had happened and he also filled her in on what he decided was best for the twins and with no hesitation she agreed with what he had said.
A few weeks later the twins were living with their older cousin in beacon hills and they had both decided that reinventing themselves was the safest thing to do and that's what they did. Jahari became the laid back cool brother while Makaija became the reckless twin.
It had almost been three years since Jahari had watch both his parents brutal murder and the memory of it was still sitting detailed in his head. He even still had nightmares about it sometimes and the night before was one of those times. Jahari sat up in his bed combing his hands through his hair before walking over to his dresser and set out his outfit for the day. "Damn it!" the lad spoke to himself looking at the clothes he had chosen for himself. Something was missing. Immediately Jahari's mind jumped to his brother as he turned and ran down the stairs of the small home the two shared with their cousin Kelaya and her son Paul. "Ki! I Swear on every god in the history of life if you have my belt we're fighting!" Jahari reached the bottom of the stairs and ran to his brothers room his mind on nothing other then his Michael Kors belt. Usually Jahari didn't get mad when his brother borrowed his things but with this belt it was different. The teen had spent almost two hundred dollars on that belt and he wasn't gonna let his jackass of a brother destroy it before he even got a chance to wear it. Jahari opened his brothers door walking into his room looking over as his brother stood up in awe. "Man get out!" his brother yelled at him but Jahari just ignored him and looked around the room frantically for what was his. The teen moved around the room fast flipping and throwing everything he could see around in search of his belt the sounds of his investigation causing his cousin to come running downstairs to see what was going on. Jahari! Makaija! What's going on down there?". Jahari this time ignored the voice of his cousin and walking over to his brother and reaching out he grabbed his shirt and pulled it up. Immediately Jahari reacted throwing a quick hook at his brothers jaw before jumping back and setting himself up in position for the fight he had gotten himself into.
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