Jacob Isaac StoneCalling:
28Date of birth:
It’s obvious that Loki wants something. No one’s altruistic, and sure enough there’s no way that Loki could possibly want to just ‘help’. So let’s get Loki out of the way and take over before the other shoe falls.Height:
No idea who this guy is.Personality:
Out for himself. Cynical, sarcastic, and pretty much a jackass.Family:
Believe it or not, he has some. His baby sister, Lisa. Unfortunately last time he checked she was following in Jacob’s footsteps. Regardless, Jacob would do just about anything for her, and wishes she could actually end up somewhere safe.Friends and allies:
What is this friends
you speak of?Rivals and enemies:
That seems to be basically what Jacob does. He meets people, pisses them off.Background:
Jacob Stone spent his entire life in New York. Mostly in NYC proper, but he grew up in the ‘burbs of Long Island to start. It didn’t last very long, however, as one day Jacob and Lisa were together with their parents, and the next day they weren’t. Lisa doesn’t even remember it happening. Jacob just remembers loud noises, flashing lights, police men… and then they spent the next few years bouncing from foster homes. It was all very tragic, and all very cliché, and it did little to make Jacob into a model citizen. If anything his grip on the irony of the situation ended up turning him worse, turning into the skid, as it were. Everything about his childhood seemed to suggest he would end up screwed up, so he just went with it, rather than trying to prove anyone wrong. Seductive and easy, the dark side is. Of course, the homes never suited them, and very often Jacob found himself sabotaging more and more meetings with perspective parents in an attempt to make sure that he never was separated from his sister. Soon they became almost like unwelcome guests in the various homes.
From there it was only a matter of time until Jacob was living a life of crime. The cliché stuck. Stealing things in order to earn money to take care of his little sister. She was his excuse. Take care of her so she didn’t have to be like him. And yet, she wasn’t the real reason. He liked it. There was a rush behind it. Excitement. Not so much in the danger, but in knowing that he was smarter than someone. That he was challenging however they had created their life, and was winning. Stone knew he wasn’t a smart man, skipping opportunities for school in ‘the system’, but he was cunning, and sneaky. That’s what he loved.
Over the years that cunning turned into a fairly lucrative gig as a thief. Mostly small jobs, wallets and purses, snatch-and-grabs, etc. The occasional B&E (and associated jail time here and there). No matter how hard Jacob tried, Lisa ended falling into the life, of course. It went from Jacob trying to keep her out of trouble to Jacob trying to make sure Lisa didn’t start trouble. She was drawn to men like Jacob, and that never went well. And it was Lisa who finally drew Jacob to the tattoo parlor where she wanted her first ink done… and he changed careers.
Oh, he was still a thief, that was for damn sure. But he learned how to use a needle and gun to create some real works of art, talent that he never knew was hidden in there. It was actually him
that did Lisa’s first work (a rose and thorns on her shoulder blade), and most of his own work was done by him too. Whatever he could reach. He started working at a local parlor, where the rest of his own work was done, and where he started making money outside of illegal methods. Or maybe that just augmented his illegal methods?
And then there was the day the weird guy walked into his shop…Visitation:
Booze. It always starts with alcohol, doesn’t it? He was supposed to be closing up the shop. Tuesdays were always quiet nights, and the last customer (damn she had been a hottie. He even got her number for after work. To ‘treat the area’) was now an hour gone. He had had a couple of shots, counted out the drawer, and was at the door to throw the deadbolt when it opened and the man walked in. Shorter than him, with an expensive, spiky haircut that just screamed ‘money trying to slum it’. And his eyes, hidden behind some funky shades that didn’t let anyone see his eyes. Stone liked those immediately.
But money was money, and if the guy wanted to spend it here, Jacob wasn’t going to turn him away. The request got weird though. Spiky hair pulled out this old, long silver needle, and started babbling about how tattoos used to be done with a needle and a mallet. You dipped needle in ink, and tapped the whole thing out, putting the work right under the skin. Made sense. Instead of modern guns… But who the hell was this guy, explaining all this?
Loki. That’s who. It took half a bottle of whiskey for that to really be believable, and by then the Norse God had a wonderful hand drawn landscape of some frozen tundra, with wolves, giants, there was even thunder in the sky. Hell, Jacob barely even remembered doing it. And all with that needle and a mallet, rather than his gun! Of course, when he was sobering up the next morning the rest flooded back to him… or did it never happen at all? But the sunglasses were there, and he wore them ever since. And he had the needle… he never did another drop of work with a gun, in fact.
Bastard stiffed him, though. The only thing he paid with was an old – really old – coin, and Jacob kept that, because it was just too weird to keep laying around. Not the kind of thing you tried to deposit.Likes:
Sex. Money. Ink (duh). Fast motorcycles. Chinese food (the good stuff from NY). Money. Hard liquor and harder women. More money.Dislikes:
Know-it-alls. Authority. Don’t tell him what to do and the rest is negotiable.Hobbies:
Street racing, darts, gambling (Cards)Fears and phobias: ONs and OFFs:
Rough sex. He likes a vocal woman, a little bit of begging, to show he’s ‘the man’. Bondage. Roleplay. Flirting. Brats.Legend:
6Experience (spent): Experience (unspent):Experience (total): Virtues:
EPIC ATTRIBUTESEpic Dexterity
Animal Ken 0
Art 4 (Tattoos)
Control 2 (Motorcycle)
: 1 Epic Charisma
: 1Epic Manipulation
: 1Epic Appearance
: 1Epic Wits
- Takes One to Know One – pg 132
- Cat’s Grace – pg 127
- Benefit of the Doubt – pg 130
- Come Hither – pg 133
- Rabbit Reflexes – pg 136
- Eye of the Storm – pg 140
- Night Eyes – pg 140
- The Subtle Knife – Rag pg 39
- Fundamentals – Compendium pg 149
- Eyes of Night – Darkness, Illusion
Created out of ancient lenses of obsidian and now made to look like a pair of completely reflective mirror shades, somehow when Jacob wears these he can see better than without them, no matter the situation.
- Lover’s Kiss – Unique 1-dot power, 3-dot enhancement
Crafted and ‘forged’ from a piece of mistletoe, Loki’s favored ‘weapon’ of choice, this blade is short enough to pocket easily, but keen-edged, and always seems readily at hand. Indeed, Jacob barely has to think about it to have it drawn and handy, and if were to ever throw the weapon, it’s back to his fingers in a blink… and a smear of blood. Adds Legend to any Dexterity-based check. Returns after being thrown.
- ’Old School’ - Artistry
A long needle made of silver, worked with all sorts of weird runes along the length of it. Sometimes it takes him longer, but he gets great results with it.
- Lucky Coin - Chaos
An old, rare coin that Jacob got from a ‘client’, that has always brought him good luck, even in the worst circumstances.
Lover’s Kiss; Accuracy +2; Damage +3L, Speed 4,
Clinch; Accuracy:, Damage: B, Speed: ; Piercing
Unarmed, Heavy; Accuracy:, Dmg B, Parry DV: , Speed
Unarmed, Light; Accuracy:, Dmg B, Parry DV: , Speed Join Battle
: B/LHealth levels
: -0/-1/-1/-2/-2/-4/IncapacitatedDodge DV
: ; Parry DV
Movement: ; Dash: ; Climb/Swim Speed:
Vertical Jump: ; Horizontal Jump:
Points spent: Dexterity 4 (4), Intelligence 2 (4), Birthrights (4), Stealth 4 (1), Art 4 (2)