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unbrilliant) wrote2024-12-16 10:54 am
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jed cross
— original —
Other Physical Traits.
— smells like smoke
— tattoos: a simple cross on the back of his shoulder, a blood spatter pattern on right pec, barb wire around right wrist, grim reaper's scythe on left hip
— scars: long, jagged scar on the back of his neck, a puckered scar on his right thigh, a long y shaped scar on his torso, several jagged scars on his back, scars underneath his hair, and no pinky toe on his left foot
IC Permissions.
Background.
in some indiscriminate future, a war occurred that came to be known as the 'war of silence.' the world had fallen into a time of peace and economic prosperity with happiness at an all time high. everyone was caught off guard by the visitors. the ernun, as they came to be known, just appeared one day, technologically advanced and ruthless beyond compare. they killed thousands before the world started to fight back.
but, the ernun were too many, too strong and they silenced the biggest militaries in the world with little more than a wave of a hand. the world, knowing they had to do something drastic, started experimentation on humans in order to create a superior soldier. they took volunteers at first but, when those dried up, they chose people.
jed was one of those chosen. a delinquent with little aim in life, he was in jail on a drunk and disorderly when he was collected by the military and brought to a non descript lab where he was experimented on extensively. he was cut open and stitched back up, injected with various experimental drugs and psychologically tortured. in the end, the military found a way to increase effectiveness of their troops at the expense of jed and many others.
jed was left with permanent nerve damage in his hands and feet, ptsd, anxiety, aggression issues when it came to authority figures, and, most importantly, an inability to feel pain. he can break a bone, get shot, stab, bleed and he feels nothing. it's a blessing and a curse.
and the war drags on.
Personality.
coming from a poor family, jed let his socioeconomic status determine his goals in life. he's intelligent but refuses to use it and aimlessly drifted through his teenage years, doing stints in and out of juvenile hall. he dropped out of high school and went to work in a factory, earning money here and there just to get by.
after his experimentation during the war, he comes brittle and closed off to almost everyone. his body put through hell and his mind shredded, he was sent back out into the world with a few hundred bucks for his trouble. he's snappy and guarded and jittery, oftentimes found with a cigarette in his mouth, behind his ear or between his fingers. it helps with the nerves.
he's open about his sexuality, uncaring who knows at this point, and often finding solace and escape in the arms of men. he would say his type is one who's not afraid to cause pause since he can't feel but there's a part of him that wants the softness too. he will just flatout refuse to admit that.
the remnants of his past self are there, hidden underneath everything else but it's hard to get to and he often tells lies and stories just so people don't find out how badly he's been messed up. he's a skilled liar and can weave fantastical stories about himself. he doesn't like being the center of attention and tries to hide and be as invisible as possible these days.
Other Details.
— smokes both cigarettes and weed but stays away from harder drugs
— mindreaders will find a fractured psyche if they go looking
— likes loud music
— waiting for the inevitable annihiliation of the human species at the hands of the ernun
— refuses to fight in the war
— reads a lot just to get his mind off everything else
— takes his coffee black
— once upon a time, he wanted to be an architect
— now, he just wants to survive the day