Post by JACE NYKLUS DEVAN on Jun 3, 2012 17:32:53 GMT -5
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BASICS
Name: Jace Nyklus Devan
Age: 15
Date of Birth: November 12
Sexuality: Bisexual
District: 10
Occupation: Student/ Horse Rancher
Face Claim: Alex Pettyfer
PERSONALITY
Traits: tough, cruel, good with animals, sheltered, strong, hard-headed, stubborn, shy, smart, and fierce
Likes: Animals, music, writing, drawing, pastures, and farming.
Dislikes: Peacekeepers, fire, orphanages, meat, and rivers.
Strengths: Animal training and drawing.
Weaknesses: Fires and trading.
Habits: Clucking his tongue, biting his lip.
Dreams: To find his brother and run away with him to escape the city with his horses.
BACKGROUND
Parents: Kairy and Jeremy Devan
Siblings: John Devan
Pets: none
Overall History:The Devans had been a prosperous family, or as prosperous as possible for District Ten. They came from a long line of successful, coveted horse breeders, known for their speed, efficiency, and particular tenderness with their animals. Most of all, the Devans had been prominent in the community for breeding some of the most diverse range of horses for all variety of jobs: plough horses, studs, low-end security detail, even for transport to some of the wealthier Districts and the Capitol for show and chance races. It wasn't like they got any publicity for their horses, but they didn't care as long as the money was steady.
Jace had lived the first few years of his life under the impression that he would continue that line of family prosperity. Some of his sweetest memories remained within his family’s stable, where his mother, Kairy, taught him how to brush out a horse’s mane until it shown like ripe earth in the sun, and when his father, Jeremy, told him how to carefully approach a horse, and gently laid his five-year-old hand on the muzzle of a beautiful white mare that captured Jace’s imagination. And it was then he realized that he could never be forced into loving this life; horses were too majestic, too powerful, too striking, for Jace to ever think to leave them and settle for a life as a simple cattle rancher. No; paired with his older brother, John, Jace’s greatest joys coming home from school were chucking his homework on the floor and heading out to the stables. John had proven himself to be the better trainer, but Jace had learned that horses took to him more kindly, and he learned to love them all the same.
But what the Devans had garnered with hard work and talent some poor souls took for greed and corruption. A band of District Ten outliers, all of them destitute and raging for some sort of cosmic revenge, took it upon themselves to vent their pain and hunger on the Devan family. No one could have warned them, and at thirteen, Jace wasn’t certain that such a fate was possible for his family. But fate came, and fate whipped hard. In the dead of night, the outliers killed almost every horse they could find before setting the house and stables on fire. Jace and John made it out, both of them having spent the night together in one of the pasture’s outlooks. Neither Kairy nor Jeremy survived their massive burns or severe smoke inhalation, and the brothers were sent to a community home. Their aunt and uncle could only manage to make a case to release one of them into their care, and despite Marshall’s angry protests, they chose John on the basis that what remained of his parents’ inheritance fell to him, a seventeen-year-old teenager soon to be eighteen-year-old adult. The Peacekeepers had managed to recover three of the horses from their family’s farm, and per some odd protrusion of the law, they belonged to John.
Despite his brother’s constant, almost daily, visits, Jace did not fare well in the unwelcoming, poor, hungry arms of a community home. Stricken by the drastic turns in his life and the terrible bullying Jace had to face without his brother broke him. The violence didn’t toughen Jace; far from it. He took to his beatings and consistent malnourishment like a terrible, well-deserved punishment, for either he was at fault for the death of his parents, or the people that hurt him so much had lives far, far worse than his. But either way, Jace’s soft, pulverized heart took to the world with a fearful kind of wonder, a severe psychological lapse that almost made his brother sell what remained of their family’s horses to make a case to bring Jace home. But just the mere suggestion that his brother would be willing to sell their parents’ horses reduced Jace to hysterics, and he made a sputtering promise to John that he would be okay.
And Jace kept to his own promises, if just barely; two instances where he could’ve been killed plus a bad year with a roommate later, and Jace staggered out of the community home and into Jace’s waiting arms, only 16 years old. It was an odd arrangement from then-on; Jace had since scrounged and saved enough to buy a rickety old stable house on the other side of the district, bringing Jace and his horses with him. John didn;t stay for long out of grief and that he couldn't take Jace's new attitude. He left a month after Jace was settled in, leaving Jace wiht the farm at 16.
Siblings: John Devan
Pets: none
Overall History:The Devans had been a prosperous family, or as prosperous as possible for District Ten. They came from a long line of successful, coveted horse breeders, known for their speed, efficiency, and particular tenderness with their animals. Most of all, the Devans had been prominent in the community for breeding some of the most diverse range of horses for all variety of jobs: plough horses, studs, low-end security detail, even for transport to some of the wealthier Districts and the Capitol for show and chance races. It wasn't like they got any publicity for their horses, but they didn't care as long as the money was steady.
Jace had lived the first few years of his life under the impression that he would continue that line of family prosperity. Some of his sweetest memories remained within his family’s stable, where his mother, Kairy, taught him how to brush out a horse’s mane until it shown like ripe earth in the sun, and when his father, Jeremy, told him how to carefully approach a horse, and gently laid his five-year-old hand on the muzzle of a beautiful white mare that captured Jace’s imagination. And it was then he realized that he could never be forced into loving this life; horses were too majestic, too powerful, too striking, for Jace to ever think to leave them and settle for a life as a simple cattle rancher. No; paired with his older brother, John, Jace’s greatest joys coming home from school were chucking his homework on the floor and heading out to the stables. John had proven himself to be the better trainer, but Jace had learned that horses took to him more kindly, and he learned to love them all the same.
But what the Devans had garnered with hard work and talent some poor souls took for greed and corruption. A band of District Ten outliers, all of them destitute and raging for some sort of cosmic revenge, took it upon themselves to vent their pain and hunger on the Devan family. No one could have warned them, and at thirteen, Jace wasn’t certain that such a fate was possible for his family. But fate came, and fate whipped hard. In the dead of night, the outliers killed almost every horse they could find before setting the house and stables on fire. Jace and John made it out, both of them having spent the night together in one of the pasture’s outlooks. Neither Kairy nor Jeremy survived their massive burns or severe smoke inhalation, and the brothers were sent to a community home. Their aunt and uncle could only manage to make a case to release one of them into their care, and despite Marshall’s angry protests, they chose John on the basis that what remained of his parents’ inheritance fell to him, a seventeen-year-old teenager soon to be eighteen-year-old adult. The Peacekeepers had managed to recover three of the horses from their family’s farm, and per some odd protrusion of the law, they belonged to John.
Despite his brother’s constant, almost daily, visits, Jace did not fare well in the unwelcoming, poor, hungry arms of a community home. Stricken by the drastic turns in his life and the terrible bullying Jace had to face without his brother broke him. The violence didn’t toughen Jace; far from it. He took to his beatings and consistent malnourishment like a terrible, well-deserved punishment, for either he was at fault for the death of his parents, or the people that hurt him so much had lives far, far worse than his. But either way, Jace’s soft, pulverized heart took to the world with a fearful kind of wonder, a severe psychological lapse that almost made his brother sell what remained of their family’s horses to make a case to bring Jace home. But just the mere suggestion that his brother would be willing to sell their parents’ horses reduced Jace to hysterics, and he made a sputtering promise to John that he would be okay.
And Jace kept to his own promises, if just barely; two instances where he could’ve been killed plus a bad year with a roommate later, and Jace staggered out of the community home and into Jace’s waiting arms, only 16 years old. It was an odd arrangement from then-on; Jace had since scrounged and saved enough to buy a rickety old stable house on the other side of the district, bringing Jace and his horses with him. John didn;t stay for long out of grief and that he couldn't take Jace's new attitude. He left a month after Jace was settled in, leaving Jace wiht the farm at 16.
OUT OF CHARACTER
Alias: Jake
Timezone: -7
Previous Characters: None
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