Jerry Jackle
| Pronouns | He/Him |
|---|---|
| Clan | Nosferatu |
| Sect | Camarilla |
| Social Class | Neonate |
| Morality | Humanity |
| Territory | Little Rock, Arkansas |
Further Information
5'11 140 lbs Has dark curly hair, large ears. Very pale, wrinkled skin, yellow eyes, a large roman nose, and a very charming toothy grin. generally wears really baggy torn coats, or hoodies along with his signature bling and shiny belt. In outings if he is not comfy but not wishing to mask himself, he wears his green trench coat and covers himself all up.
1950- was born to a single parent household
1970-Ran away from home to enjoy the rolling wild psychedelics
1975- Had become homeless, and roamed the streets falling to his addiction
1988- is embraced during an OD
1990-Leaves New jersey
1991-2010- Wandering the southern united states until making a current residence in AR
Jerry had an average life growing, albeit his eccentricities which lead him to be shunned by many of his peers. That didn't dissuade Jerry, moving into his teen years he found solace and reprieve in one of man's most common afflictions; inebriation. Life got bad at home and Jerry crawled ever deeper into the grasping maw of addiction. Soon it wasn't it enough and the road lured Jerry along amongst the age of love.
For a few years Jerry wandered delving deeper and deeper into psychedelics, isolating himself and on a downhill route. He had become homeless, jobless, alone, and lost in life. Having lost everything and never having anyone to lose, he decided to go on one last trip and succumb to the cold one Christmas night.
That year, Jerry had the best Christmas ever and received the best gift of all; the gift of immortality, and power, and someone who finally cared.
Now Jerry lives a life pretty carefree, life isn't so bad being revolting when you already were? It doesn't stop him from investing in his business and indulging in eccentric hobbies. b
Some areas of little rock are having more complaints of an overabundance of rodents invading their spaces and wreaking havoc. There have also been reports from local pedestrians claiming to have heard "Hi Georgie" from a mysterious voice emanating from the drain gutters followed up by "We all float down here....hahahHAHAHA get it? Buoyancy THAT'S WHY!" (most reports sounded disgusted by the joke and incredibly dissapointed at how bad it was)
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"MMM, I've brought....RATS, RATS FOR EVERYONE!"
"See innovation is where it's at, I got a lucrative business going here. Them there Ventrue can say what they want, but the RATS, that's where its at."
"It's Jerry, Jerry Jackal! You can just call me Gil though"
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| Player | Sarah Goodson (Balder Dash) |
|---|---|
| Pronouns | they/them She/her |
| MES # | US2019090054 |
| Domain | AR-012-D |
| Storyteller | Todd Erickson |
