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Basic Information
I'm fine in the fire
I feed on the friction
I'm right where I should be
Don't try and fix me
I'm fine in the fire
I feed on the friction
I'm right where I should be
Don't try and fix me
Fix Me - 10 Years
Name: Jackson Allen Heller
Age: 28Date of Birth: 6/1/1988Gemini- The Twins
Gender: Cisgender MaleOrientation: Fluid
Relationship Status: Currently Single, Ready to Mingle.
Occupation: Landscaper/Paver (Summer) Plowing (Winter) || Former Owner of Heller Automotive
Class: Middle/Working
Education: High School graduate; College Drop Out
Scent: Freshly cut grass, black top, with a slight hint of sex
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 165 pounds
Eyes: Mocha Brown
Hair: Such a dark brown it should be called black, Long on the crown of his head, shaved sides and back.
Scars: Various sized cigarette and cigar burns over his entire arms, Burns from hot engine parts.
Tattoos: His mother's name (Tabitha) over his heart. His brother's name (Thomas) under his right rib cage.Flames around his forearms. His ex-girlfriend's name (Valerie) on his left wrist.
Body Type: Athletic, Well toned.
Complexion: Olive skin tone, flawless (aside from his arms)
Favored Element: FireSecond Favorite Element: Lightning
Disorders: Suffers from Bipolar Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and PTSD
Theme Song:
Dreams:
+ Happy, normal family
+ His Auto Shop back
+ Children (One day)
+ True happiness (aka A decent Relationship)
+ Being a decent man to the women in his life
+ Being able to cure his little brother
Fears:
- Trying Into His 'Father'
- Cigarettes, Matches, and Fire in general
- Losing everything that's important to him (Thomas & Val)
- Finding Thomas dead in their apartment
- Finding out he's lost another child
- Dying and not leaving anything to anyone -
Description
There was something just not all together right about the twenty-seven year old male. For one, who really wore a sweat shirt and long sleeves all year round? Especially when they worked with black top for a living. Well, it would be this guy. His reasoning for doing so was rather simple; hiding scars. Though it was a double edged sword as it hid the flame tattoos around his forearms. Truthfully, he didn't really seem to care about that much. He wore more layers than any straight man should; a biker's vest over a black zip up hoodie with Fender written across it, all over a gray flannel shirt. As for the rest of his clothes, he seemed slightly metrosexual; sporting white, ripped skinny jeans, and black Timberland boots. Every now and then, he could be seen wearing a pair of black glasses, but more often than not, he was just wearing his contacts. His brown hair was slicked over to the side. As for his brown eyes, they seemed to hide his past and he wanted to keep it that way. -
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