Gray, Jensen

[Jensen Gray]

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General

Name: Jensen Gray
Age: 17
Location: Tulsa House of Night
Gender: Male
Grade: 5th Former
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Job: Student
School Activities: the Young Coven (Request Granted)
Favorite Music: Old Rock: AC/DC, Metallica, ZZ Top
Favorite Movie(s): Anything horror related
Favorite Book(s): Stephen King novels (his favorite it The Shinning)
Blood: Witch

Appearance

Hair: Short brown hair
Eyes: Dark green
Height: 6” 1’
Piercing(s):None
Body Type: Muscular
Clothing Style: Usually just a pair of worn out jeans, a plain T-Shirt, occasionally with a button up shirt over it but never buttoned up, and a pair of motorcycle boots

Personality

Favorite Color: Army green
Favorite Season: Summer
Favorite Time Of Day: Anytime after dark
Likes: Swimming, football, baseball, riding his motorcycle
Dislikes: The rain, ignorant people, basketball, doing school work
Job of Choice: Anything allowing him to work with his hands
Social Class: Middle/Lower class
Affinity: The ability to conjure and control/manipulate fire (Approved)

Family

Parents: Lawrence and Anastasia Gray
Siblings: None
Other Family: Grandmother and Grandfather on his dad’s side

History

Personal History Before Getting Marked:
Before receiving his mark Jensen lived in Phoenix, Arizona. He was an only child and his parents were very strict about Jensen hanging out about people who ‘weren’t of their kind’ but he completely ignored the rule, he like having human friends, although he had witch friends as well.

History After Being Marked: (If any)
Jensen didn’t receive his mark until age 14 and was trained/taught by both of his parents. At age 17 he was accepted into the House of Night, and despite his mothers extreme disapproval (because of her dislike of vampyres) his father allowed him to go.

Sample RP

Jensen sighed staring at his wrist which was covered with a dark brown leather wrist cuff with an intricate design pattern of Celtic knots and symbols . ‘This is who I am’ he thought, ‘I was born this way and there’s nothing I can do to change it.’ It was Jensen’s biggest secret and he refused to tell anyone, especially his parents, just how much he resented what he was. He couldn’t just be normal like all his friends, he was a witch.
Jensen was sitting in the corner booth of a small 50’s themed diner with four of his friends. He wasn’t listening to the conversation that they were having but he knew what they were talking about. The witch community had just come out in public and that’s what everyone was talking about. “So what do you think of all this?” Jensen’s best friend Ryan asked from across the table. Jensen looked up at him, coming back to reality. “Me? Oh” he said. “Well, actually” he said, he gathered up all his courage and with a sigh he removed his arm from around his girlfriend and unsnapped the cuff that was secured tightly around his wrist. He held his wrist up for all his friends to see. Everyone at the table gasped at the perfect pentagram on his tan wrist and he could feel his girlfriend, Amy, recoil and scoot away slightly. Her warm brown eyes were glued to his wrist. “So you’re a…” Amy’s voice was small and weak; she couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence. He looked at her and nodded, his green eyes pleading for her to accept him. Jensen could see the emotion in Amy’s eyes change from confusion to disgust. She got up from the table and looked at the rest of their friends. “Sorry” she said, her voice cold, “But I’m not sitting at the same table as one of them” and without even looking back at Jensen she turned around, her long blonde hair whipping behind her, as she left the diner. Jensen could feel his heart sink into the pit of his stomach, his deep green eyes getting misty. He quickly wiped his eyes, refusing to spill tears in public as one of his other friends stood up and without a word followed Jensen’s now ex-girlfriend out. He looked at the two still at the table. “Forget them” Ryan said with a flash of his brilliantly white signature cocky grin. Erin, the girl sitting next to Ryan nodded, “If they’re that closed minded then let ‘em go” she said with a reassuring smile as they got up to leave. The three of them had been best friends since the first grade. As they walked out of the diner, a warm breeze caressed Jensen’s face; Jensen’s wrist was now exposed in public for the first time in years, his leather cuff stuffed in the pocket of his old worn out blue jeans. The sky outside was amazingly blue, and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. He took a deep breath and felt extremely free now that one of his biggest secrets was out, like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He looked over at his two friends who were goofing around and bumping into each other and felt that for the first time in a long time that everything might just be alright.


100% Approved!!!!!!