Name: Odarius Jacobs
Age: 22
Crest: Knowledge
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Personality: Odarius has a few screws loose. Easily standing out from the crowd. Ready to be playful and tell jokes to make a crowd laugh, or break out into breakdancing in public. At least he’s good at it. Loves listening to music, especially rap. Extroverted and sociable. However, in serious situations he’s practically fearless and perfectly capable to face his problems head on without hesitation. Having the patience of a patron saint. Along with a undying paternal instinct that will actively fight his more self-centered desires. Finding sentimental value in things like family drawings and worthless trinkets. He’s unfoolable, with impeccable detection of liars or those that have ill intentions. Takes one to know one. His wealth of knowledge both trivial and world-altering is his own personal weapon. Filled with scorn and arrogance, most of his actions are cruel and vindictive in nature. Yet is still unpredictable, occasionally acting like an angel. Despite the appearance that he speaks with devils on either shoulder. Not afraid to show his monstrous side, if someone pisses him off. Or far worse, threatening his “daughter’s” happiness...

Biography: He’s the one your school counselor assured you must have legit grievances, and doesn’t seem like such a bad guy. Which must mean he’s bullied at home or elsewhere too. Nope. But the saying, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree? That’s closer to the truth.

His teenage mother had sex one too many times but didn’t want him, because she was going to college. But had a very catholic upbringing and settled for putting him to adoption services, he never saw his real mother again. But having a darkened shade of luck, being adopted very young by a vastly wealthy businessman. A great father and a horrible man, every ounce of soul and kindness granted was for his son’s sake. Letting his workers starve without compensation, to shower him in gifts. Able to do so, from how much power and influence he accumulated in his lifetime from being manipulative. Perfectly content in making everyone’s else’s life miserable. Successfully watering the fragile seed into a blossoming toxic plant. Becoming a spitting image, spewing out flames to burn the world down. The less said about all the petty crimes and things he got away with in his youth, the better to mask his outer harmlessness.

Friends and relationships were easier to make than keep with his kind of life. Having some of the best high-school house parties around. Going to only the best schools and still usually getting kicked out of them. But the schools often got punished for it. Those that back stabbed his son, would be found missing weeks later. His son never quite crossed that line yet. Getting his own house and every else handed to him on a silver platter when he finally turned 18. But following his father’s expectations to work for a living, he didn’t follow in his father’s footsteps. Instead finding his own work connected to his interests from even a young age. He read everything; textbooks, comic, magazines, obituaries. Learning to hack from the best to steal government or others private information. Every piece of knowledge he gathered made his adrenaline pump. Using that information to manipulate and get whatever he wanted.

But very possibly leaving all that darkness behind him. Once he met his injured partner, repeating in his father’s footsteps. Finding and giving love expansive as the ocean depths. But it was never that simple. Despite getting a new life’s purpose into raising his own daughter as perfectly as possible. Struggling with the demons in one’s mind, bound to drag him under. Far from an innocent or even a morally spotless life, but one where his precious daughter can be happy...



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