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Scott Speedman
Canon
AFFILIATION: Xavier’s Institute
FULL NAME: Jacob "Jack" Emil Russell
CODENAME: Werewolf
NICKNAMES: Jackie; Jackie-Boy; JackJack; Mr. Jack
CURRENT AGE: 26
DATE OF BIRTH: January 17th, 1986
MARITAL STATUS: Married to
Rahne SinclairSEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
BASE OF OPERATIONS: Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters
TIME AT INSTITUTE: About a year or so during his student years
HOMETOWN: Medias, Romania
KNOWN RELATIVES: Gregory Russoff (father, deceased); Laura Russell (mother, deceased); Lissa Russell (sister); Philip Russell (stepfather)
PHYSICAL APPEARANCEHEIGHT: 5’11” (as human); 6’8” (as werewolf)
BUILD: As a human, Jack is composed of a lean musculature from constantly being on the run over the years. There's a subtle hollow to his cheeks, as though he's just getting by to feed his weight of 160 lbs. However, in contrast, his composition is entirely different in his werewolf form. Structured of bulky, brawny muscle as thick and strong as rawhide rope, he proves a force to be reckoned with at an impressive weight of 310 lbs. that is mostly composed of little more than muscle and fur.
EYES: Blue (as human); Red (as werewolf)
HAIR: Blonde (as human); Brown (as werewolf)
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None, as a human, really, but he's easy to pick out as a hulking werewolf.
CLOTHING STYLE: Growing up in the lavish life of his stepfather, Jack was used to wearing nice polos and button-ups with khaki pants and loafers. But this is a wardrobe that currently rarely sees the light of day. Jack honestly prefers to keep it simple and dresses down to simple jeans and plain t-shirts usually ones that are dark in shade and form-fitting. Generally, Jack doesn’t like wearing shoes, preferring to have his own feet bare so he can move more easily in his human form. But when he’s in public, he keeps them on to portray a sense of normalcy.
UNIFORM: When Jack is able to prepare for battle—though he normally doesn’t—he dresses in the similar style of field uniforms issued to those part of the institute, the only major difference being that it is composed of simple, organic mesh material that allows him to have complete mobility as a human and that also easily absorbs into his transformation into his alternate shape. The suit is light and he carries no weapons or extra armor as his body is a weapon enough. His shoes are similar to boots but are also composed of organic materials and contain no metals or synthetic rubber.
POWERSGENERAL DESCRIPTION: Jack’s mutation is very simple—shapeshifting—meaning he has the ability to take on alternate form. This is a form he can assume at will in any number of circumstances. (He can also transform a certain part of his body, such as his arm.) Unlike the movies where clothes are ripped from the body in transformation, Jack's change in form is a little different. While the slow, deliberate transformation before an episode shreds his clothes, Jack's regular shifting back and forth generally absorbs whatever he is wearing, as long as it is composed of organic materials. Synthetic materials and metal will simply not change with him, and in the case of jewelry they may simply explode, or in the case of metal buttons and bosses, just drop off. He is also able to speak in this form, although it is garbled and a little difficult to understand, not to mention slightly scary, as his voice in this form sounds like two voices sliding over each other.
When in his werewolf form, Jack resembles a creature that is bulky and intimidating, giving him his almost legendary strength and Olympian abilities. In this form, he is capable of springing from a crouch to 18 feet in the air, running 35 miles an hour for an hour and a half before tiring, and capable of pressing a peak of 10 tons. Consequently, the hardy but complex design of his form allows him to retain superhuman stamina, balance, coordination, and reflexes that are twice as fast as a human. While his brute force alone renders him as a worthy opponent, Jack also has destructive claws capable of penetrating through a range of substances such as fabric, wood, soft metals, and even cinderblock.
In addition to these abilities, Jack has sense of sight, smell, and hearing that are as honed and as acute as a wild animal. His eyes reflect even the smallest amount of light, allowing him to see into total darkness. He can also look into the ultraviolet and infrared portions of the light spectrum, and this allows him to see heat emissions of objects or living beings. The different shades and strength of color let Jack judge the physical or mental state of living beings. He can also smell approaching organisms within a 100 foot radius, but this is not to say he will recognized smell of the organism if he has never been in contact with them before. But on the other hand, he is capable of tracking foes for miles across any terrain. His hearing, likewise, is on a just as radical level, allowing him to detect a heartbeat in a cave at a distance of 30 feet.
Another attribute of this form is his immunity to conventional injury due to his healing factor. He can heal from conventional injury ten times as fast as a human. While this proves Jack to be quite an adversary, this does not mean he cannot be killed. Extensive damage like his body being torn to shreds and being decapitated are not things that his regeneration can repair. He will merely revert to human and die in this case.
But with great power comes consequences. It is hard to say what triggers the psychological ‘snap’ when Jack suddenly becomes more like a wild animal than a human, although it appears to have a correlation with emotional highs, such as being angry, frustrated, or even very excited. Whatever this process may be, Jack seems to lose himself as another personality becomes dominant. When this occurs, he is not directly aware of what he is doing and he reverts to relying on a savage instinct. The experience is very dreamlike, and sometimes Jack recalls the night before in flashes with vivid sensory detail.
WEAKNESS: One of the main weaknesses Jack faces is the matter of his emotional responses. There have been too many times when he felt the ripple of primal rage and hunger surge through him as he grew angry, and too many more times when he went beyond those feelings and exploded into something very unlike him. He has to keep a constant watch on himself and to try and learn to just walk away instead of getting angry. Once Jack's psychological and physical functions reach a certain peak point, his transformation will start, and there's no going back from there, at least not until his Beast calms down.
Jack is closer to his wolf form mentally, but also physically, as his own body has biologically altered after going through his first change. This unfortunately leaves him vulnerable to things that are normally toxic to canines like common houseplants and ironically enough wolfsbane which is toxic to humans originally but also extremely toxic to canines. However, accidentally ingesting onions or something else that is toxic to his body will not instantly kill him upon digestive contact. Depending on the potency, he normally will just become ill and exhibit symptoms of food poisoning. Not to mention that what would kill a 5-20 pound dog would most likely not kill him as he is much larger, but it doesn't hurt to be careful.. While he may have a sense of smell much more superior to a human, this can be a very precarious process and but he has a good, general idea of what he can and cannot ingest. He appears to have an allergy to silver jewelry as well, but this is not something that is fatal, merely appearing to causing him to break out in a rash that could be accompanied with a fever.
This is obviously very bothersome and cumbersome to read off ingredients, but illness can largely be prevented by simply inspecting his own food, sticking to natural, less processed and fatty foods foods, referring to herbs for healing instead of over the counter medicines, and never, ever, EVER eating chocolate.
While Jack’s human form is enhanced in structure and comes with the hindrances of an altered genetic make-up, it is not nearly as powerful as his wolfen form. In fact, as a human, his full athletic prowess is cut in half and he loses his regenerative abilities. He retains his sensory abilities, but they are not as quite as enhanced due to the human physiology.
PERSONALITY When he isn’t forced to lock himself up, Jack can be a pretty nice, easygoing guy who can be very down-to-earth that isn’t daunted by a little hard work. In fact, Jack is known for being a hard worker, but then again he’s also known for being a little unreliable when he was so concerned with his own personal issues. He hardly has that problem as much now, since he has no reason to escape to the world chasing a cure, but his reputation generally follows him. Methodical by nature, Jack likes to get things done right and the first time. When it doesn’t get done the first time, and it’s clear it just isn’t going to work, Jack tries again anyway. Clearly he has enough ambition to keep trying, the same that got him through one after another of faulty cures.
Friends don’t come easy to Jack, and he is cautious about opening up, mostly because he is afraid that he will not be able to recognize allies as friends and not food when he's in an episode, or that they will not like him. Despite the fact that this can make him appear a little dull and unexciting, time can warm him up to people and allows him to be a little more affectionate and jovial. He’s normally a introverted person, not one to get easily frustrated by the little things, but push him hard enough and he can literally lose it, the lines between thought and instinct blurring together.
For the most part, Jack is traditional and punctual, and most wouldn’t expect him to crack under emotional strain, though he does tend to act sporadically and on a whim--his random adventuring a prime example. Metaphorically, however, Jack is the steel beneath the hammer, growing stronger from the repeated blows of life, but still forced to take the heat or break beneath it. There are some days when he pities himself because of his condition, but then there are so many others when he tries to make the best of it. To appease his inner desire for the hunt, he engages in more acceptable thrills, such as riding his motorcycle or exposing himself to the elements with little on his person other than the clothes on his back.
Add his scattered past and his primal nature, Jack is friendly if not a little strange. He’s socially awkward, tending to shy away from large groups and initially fumbling over his words with people he doesn’t know. Jack also tends to speak more with his body instead of his words, although he also has a tendency to growl or snarl when threatened or angry—something that doesn’t get him invited back to parties. And while he may get distracted by different stimuli, such as a new smell or a sound—something that usually results in him drifting out of conversation or cutting off a sentence completely—he’s a good listener, preferring to hear the stories of other people rather than having to tell his own.
The primal part of Jack has few saving graces, however. When he is forced to change both physically and mentally, he can only recognize a burning hunger within. Keeping the animal locked up inside forces it to almost explode out of him, and only an inkling of the human Jack hangs on, strong enough to keep himself from hurting those who he has an emotional attachment to, able to understand those persons as part of his ‘pack.’ Apart from this, Jack cannot understand complex human ideas and emotions at this time.
HISTORY Jack Russell's life started as lies built upon lies, and that was how his father had died. His mother had fled from their homeland of Romania, leaving behind a mystified village with lots of questions. But Laura Russoff attempted to pick up the pieces of her life and move on with her children—Jacob and Lissa—and her new husband, Philip. Attempting to Americanize her family, she took on her second husband’s name—Russell—and began referring to her son as Jack instead of Jacob. For some years, Jack and Lissa were raised comfortably in Los Angeles and it appeared to be that they had escaped the horror that their father had succumed to in Romania. At 16, Jack went through a very frightening change. Feeling overstimulated, like he was in a panic attack, he stumbled from the celebration of his birthday party into the woods and was forced to transform into a monstrous wolf-like creature while his human consciousness was rendered void to his animal instincts. His new-found form strong, fast, and hungry it raged rampant in Los Angeles while both his eyes and mind were blind to the experience. Shockingly, Jack did not kill anyone, perhaps do to the intense sensory environment of the city he escaped into.
As Jack’s family disbanded to look for him, the family’s chauffeur Max Grant sabotaged the brakes on his mother’s car out of spite after Philip had suspended his pay. Max found his vengeance quickly, and Laura was mortally injured in an accident not long afterwards. Before she died, she revealed everything to her son—he had inherited a form of his mutation, the same that resulted in his father's demise. His father likewise had episodes that sent him careening out of control, and his strength and endurance became immensely enhanced, but he hadn't been like this, not like Jack. Jack was something else entirely, something she could have never predicted. And on her parting breath, Laura begged her son to never hurt his stepfather.
Jack later unknowingly killed Max a few days later, but his stepfather was unharmed in the battle, some dim recollection in the Beast within that reminded it that Jack musn’t hurt his stepfather—his mother’s last plea. Even so, horrified at his own actions, Jack fled his home, attempting to find a cure. As he sought to be normal, he attempted to be an on-and-off crime fighter, as though protecting the lives who could not protect themselves would clean his name and his reputation. While he scoured many places for a cure, he ran into many other vigilantes that he tried to help and also many villains that he had to escape—including a very nasty battle with Sabretooth and an encounter with the Moon Knight.
At one point during his travels, Jack was captured by a cult, the delusioned members of which believed they could turn into werewolves if they sacrificed him and used his blood. They did manage to capture him after a while, but he escaped. Though Jack had escaped them, he was not escaping his fast growing reputation. He could not control himself, and during that time he ravaged the woods and the countryside. Jack didn’t know if he had killed people and he didn't want to know—all he wanted to do was run, run and find something to stop this. Jack’s shining light was a one Charles Xavier when he was about 18, who openly offered him shelter and guidance to control his mutation. Jack was not trusting of this, but he hesitantly took the offer.
For a short time, Jack’s life took a drastic turn. He learned to anticipate his shifting could even hold it back and stretch out his transformation instead of having his body almost explode into a furry beast;slowly, he was learning to control himself. He even finished high school and began to look at college. Jack had friends, friends he could almost trust, and a roof over his head. But he didn’t have a future. The old familiar itch came back again, and Jack couldn’t come to terms with a life that had to revolve around his mutation. Backed into a corner by his wild dreams of a ‘normal’ life and his tenacity, Jack took one good hard look at current his life and gave it up. It just wasn’t for him, at least, not yet. He left his new home behind with no good-byes and turned to scavenging the world for answers.. and a cure.
Occasionally Jack found himself in Westchester, and he attempted once or twice to go back and make amends, but he had no heart for it. He once got as far as the front door, where he was greeted by a fresh-faced student, only to change his mind and leave. If he had stepped beyond the foyer, he would have learned of Xavier's disappearance, but he was oblivious to all that the institute had endured in his absence.
DURING APOCALYPSE: When the world fell apart, Jack was at a loss. He wasn’t privy to the lives or details happening with factions, and he could only meekly stand aside and try to protect those he came across in the fray. Maybe some saw the Werewolf in the dust trying to shield a helpless human from something or other, maybe they didn’t. Either way, Jack was more of a struggling vigilante during this period, doing his best to uphold his own morals without stepping on anyone’s toes. He could have tried to reconnect with his peers who had helped him some time ago, but something told him that he had fallen too far from their graces; instead of going against this foolish insecurity, he had chased phantoms of cures to control the Beast inside. The Apocalypse destroyed the world, but it opened Jack’s eyes. Something had to change.
AFTER APOCALYPSE: Jack's world was shrinking, and he knew he couldn't run any longer. His estate of Castle Russoff was gone, as was his inheritance, drained by Philip for the expensive process of moving the castle to an island off the coast of California. With no funds to ensure a safe place for himself and no means to travel, Jack didn't have much choice to slink back to the Xavier Institute and ask for a second chance.
Jack returned to the institute quietly, taking up the position of a professor of Home Economics and striking up a few friendships along the way. His stay occurred without much excitement until the
WWX incident in which his mind was swapped with that of his alternate universe self--Emil. Emil was a foul, rude, and a generally unpleasant person, but devoted to his sister nonetheless, who had in his own world gone mad and murdered Jack's mother.
The separate universes collided eventually, and Jack found himself facing off his
own self in battle. In the process of the struggle, Emil saw how far gone Lissa had become, and in a fit of clarity kills her before Jack can save her. The WWX universe falls apart, and Jack's chance of revenge is gone.
After all of this occurs, Jack goes to
apologize to Rahne for the actions of his alternate self. In the process, Jack kisses her and from there they strike up a relationship.
For the next year or so, Jack finds himself a more active member of the X-Men, participating in missions and even working in a ride-along program with SHIELD. However, his finally achieved happiness is cut short by the Purifier attack that destroys the mansion and results in a
showdown on the front lawn. He is struck with a null dart in the fray, and is unable to heal from a Purifier unloading an entire round of bullets in his body. Jack recovers thanks to the aid of Elixir, and is able to travel with the others to the Savage Lands--which was to become their temporary new home.
Upon arrival, Jack assumes himself as the head of hunting and provisions, and throws himself into the position. Unfortunately, his attempt to lead a group hunt for the first time goes awry when Rogue absorbs his abilities momentarily loses herself to feral instincts. Luckily, no one was hurt in the process.
Having dated Rahne for almost two years at this point, Jack begins to consider the next step in their relationship. He manages to secure an engagement ring before Utopia is cut off of all transportation and communication, and feeling that there will never be a perfect time, Jack invites Rahne on a solo hunt and
proposes to her after almost losing the ring in the body of a dinosaur.
As always, fate was a cruel and unusual thing, and soon after, both Jack and Rahne found themselves turned into
insectoid Broodlings after Marrow transforms into the Brood Queen.
SAMPLE RP POST:Like a forgotten dream, the scenery whipped by him in dark stretches, punctuated with the glow of streetlights and stoplights. He couldn’t make out the details while they rush by, but he knew that something far more complex was out there. Beneath him was a sleek motorcycle, its roar growing and dying as he cut around corners safely but almost recklessly, his body close enough to shadowed obstacles that they would take off a limb if he veered to far to one side. The dark was comforting nonetheless, and Jack couldn’t help but find solace in its dampening of all light.
Almost taunting danger, he zipped up the winding road that diverted from the main highway and plunged into the darkness. Albeit a foolhardy venture to drive without his headlights down the primary stretch, Jack hardly wanted to attract attention to himself or to his destination. Besides, he had heard no one approaching for miles. It wasn't until he wound out of sight that he turned his lights on again. They illuminated the asphalt before him, and he mused over the distantly familiar scenery.
It all came back to him, a nostalgic reminder that things are not the same. Even when he could make out the front of Xavier’s Institute, Jack was reminded with how long it had been since he had seen the place much less been inside.
This is a bad idea.The thought came to him in passing, just like the trees and the sky and the buildings that rushed past him as he pressed onward up the path.
This is a really, really, really bad idea.Jack’s nagging doubts grew in quantity, screaming what if’s in his mind and almost prompting him to turn around. It had been too long, but then again it was too late for a different plan. Undoubtedly someone has seen his headlights by now, perhaps suspiciously mentioned it by word of mouth--and even so Jack pulled to a stop at the front gate, killing the engine and his lights. He pulled the helmet from his head and held it between his hands, gazing over the exterior of the institute.
Staring up the front walk, Jack pondered what he would say.
Oh, hi, remember me? I’m really sorry I kind of abandoned you and took off and then tore up the basement a lot all those years ago, but I’d like to come back now, didn’t seem like a conversation starter, and Jack tried to find the positive in the situation. There wasn’t much of one. He was down to his last dollars, and who knows when his next episode would be. There was no beating around the bush to be done—time was of the essence. If only he’d realized that before he left.
This post has been edited by Werewolf on Dec 22 2012, 04:36 PM
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