NEVERMORE, cole jacob

[Ofc. Cole Nevermore]

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`time to figure, time to sin
your time is done when you begin*

NAME:

Cole Jacob Nevermore.

AGE:

Four and a half, but due to his father's demonic genes, he appears more or less of a man in his early twenties. His I.D. states that he is twenty-two.

GENDER:

Male.

SEXUALITY:

Straight, though a little bi-curious.

SPECIES:

Hybrid; demon x angel.

NATIONALITY:

Austrian, American, Polish.

OCCUPATION:

(Rookie) K-9 Police Officer & (Novice) Wizard.

`live for suffer, live for revenge
know your life comes to an end*

APPEARANCE:

As cliché as it is, one thing that you'd know, if you get really close to him, is his eyes. One is a deep blue while the other is more of a green with a light brown tint to it. It isn't noticeable far away – he looks like he has blue eyes form afar, but up close, that's a whole different story. Something that somewhat mimics his eyes is his wings, if he chooses to show them. Taking his father's side more, his wings are big, long, and very feathery. One wing is a dark-gray or 'black' color, while the other is the same but is half-white. Genetics gone wrong? Very much so. His skin is a normal peach hue without the tan. His hair is a dark brown, almost looks black. He usually keeps his hair short, but sometimes he grows it out, though that's rare. He usually has some facial hair, though occasionally he uses that razor of his. Cole stands at around six foot, much like his father and unlike his father, Cole's body is more 'bulky' in terms of more in-shape and slightly more muscular than his 'old man'.

CELEB CLAIM:

Tyler Hoechlin.

`taste the blood, taste your fate
swallow your pride with your hate*

PERSONALITY:

Cole is well… Complex. He’s one to not show his emotions fully if they’re more on the positive side of the fence. If he loves something or someone, he may smile, but keep all the thoughts to himself and just be calmed about it. Only rarely does he really let emotions flood him and get out of hand. Though he does yell and show off some negativity here and there, but it’s not much. He’s more of a calmer or docile man with his emotions; kind of like his parents but on a more huge scale. Cole, however, expresses that ‘jerk’ persona more than the caring one. No, he isn’t a bad guy, just is a little mean here and there and sometimes doesn’t know when enough is enough or to keep his comments to himself.

Cole is a very protective man… To mainly his family (though he doesn’t show it half the time) and the occasional friend. He doesn’t like anyone to get hurt under his watch or even more so have himself hurt you. He’s a blood demon and has a bad streak of it, so when he feels like he would get out of hand, Cole either manages to make everyone leave or escorts himself out. Despite the protective nature much like his father, Cole is a persistent fellow to an extent. He’s stubborn and knows when enough is enough… Sometimes. Overall, Cole is more of a lone wolf man that likes things at a lay-low, much like his persona. Just don’t anger him though… For the fangs would probably come out.

LIKES:

Blood. Drinking. Partying. Having a good time. Being away form his family. 'Bad' television shows and movies. Warmer weather. Meat. Eating. Adventure. Women. Having 'alone time' with said women. Hunting. Exercising. Prefers watching than reading. Swimming. Flying. Accents – when he can understand them. Witchcraft. He is a mama's boy, so his mother. Guitars. Heavy metal music and hard rock.

DISLIKES:

Reading. His annoying sister. Colder weather. Eating together as a family. Sour candy. When his blood-urge gets out of hand. Not being top-dog. Learning languages. Stupidity. Full-bloods that talk smack. Religion. Having his family and those he cares for endangered in some way. Rodents. Bright-colored clothes.

SECRETS:

He wishes that he was an only child. Or well, he wishes that he wasn't born in this family...

FEARS:

Becoming like his father – non-monogamous, un-married, with multiple children. Dying without making a name for himself (so sadly, kids/kin or if not that, then be super famous or honorable and remembered). Being caught and found out about what he really is.

DREAMS:

To surpass everyone and everything... Mainly his father.

STRENGTHS:

Strength itself. Stamina. Endurance. Energy. Intellect. Will-power. Top-dog persona. Free anything – mainky food. Good memory – just half the time doesn't show it.

WEAKNESSES:

Family – despite his attitude towards the subject. Blood. Injury. Stress. Women. Food of any kind.

`your last breath, your last stance
the last of all in your command*

HISTORY:

I was born... In a hospital, like almost every other baby out there. However, I was an interesting case. My sister, born of the same mother and father as I, was born a month or so before me. Yup, I am an Irish Twin. Two different conceived whatever's. Go figure. Well... I do remember when I was born, my father kept on removing himself from the room instead of constantly watching me. There was something up, but I didn't know what. But... I finally saw my mother, my father, and my baby sister that day. We went home the next day and everything seemed normal... Except our aging. My father seemed to have things under control, though. He explained everything to my mother again and told us “we're different, it's okay”. After some months, I wasn't a baby anymore but a toddler, then some months later, was a child. My aging as well as my sisters was just phenomenal. My father knew that due to our aging, we couldn't stay in the same spot so long – people would suspect things. So, my father managed to convince my mother to move.

We moved three times. One to Maine and then to Michigan when we were children then teenagers before finally moving back to New Jersey – our real home – when we were young adults. As we moved, we didn't attend school at all, or any real school with children. We were home schooled, you could say. Not legally though. As we aged, so did our intelligence for things. During my later teenage years in Michigan (I'd say when I was three or so), my mother started to try to teach me magic. At first I thought she was crazy and I didn't comprehend it, but slowly... As months passed on, I started to understand it more and more. I finally did some spells, though not well, but I did them and my mother was proud.

When I was four years old or whatever, I forgot, we moved back to New Jersey. We got a home on the opposite of town where he originally lived. We were technically old enough and so, we got some paperwork; both my sister and I. My father brought us in to this one guy who did our backgrounds so no one would know about demons and whatnot. I don't know what my sister got on there, but I know what I got. He managed to get me a new identity. I was born twenty-two years ago and I just graduated college with a criminal justice degree. Oh yes, he managed to hack the school system and give records of me in there as well. This man, this demon, has been working with my father and others for plenty of years and was highly intelligent. Never been caught once. With my degree and knowledge, I soon attended the Police Academy.

It was my dream to become a cop. I knew that they weren't glamorized as they were on TV, but I felt the need to protect, serve, and do whatever – even if it was a crappy desk-job. It was something I felt almost passionate for and my father said to go with it if it was what I wanted. If I changed my mind – he could always call up his friend to change my identity and everything once again. Twelve weeks later, I passed the academy with flying colors (thanks to both of my genes) and upon being reviewed by a board, I was soon hired. I was a rookie, but they hired me. I was only a cop for half of a year before I filed to become a K-9 police officer. Most of the people told me no, but one of the directors saw something in me that I guess the others didn't and he approved of me to attend the school, despite my experience as a police officer. It was there that I trained with a few dogs, one of which was assigned to me. I trained with him for weeks and established a tight connection with the dog – which was named Radar. Once graduation hit, he was soon a police dog and I soon was up-graded to a K-9 officer, one of the youngest they had. I'm new to this whole K-9 thing, but it doesn't matter. Radar, with permission form my parents, lives with us when he's not working with me.

FAMILY LIFE:

Rayven Nevermore - father, demon, alive.
Rachelle Heller - mother, angel, alive.
Angelus Nevermore - sister, demon x angel, alive.
Medusa - boa-constrictor, alive.
Zeus - empire scorpion, alive.
Radar - (work dog) german shepherd, alive.

OTHER:

Cole takes on more of his father's genes than his mothers. In return his father's specie of demon ages hyper-actively until they hit their 'prime' state, then their growth seems to freeze (in reality, the aging is reversed; now to extremely slow). So though he is merely four years of age, he looks quadruple as old or more.

Also with his father's genetics is the taste and urge for blood. Much like a vampire, his specie of demon craves the stuff if they can smell it and won't stop until their needs are satisfied. Nonetheless, though he has more of his father's genes than his mother's, it doesn't mean he doesn't have his mothers.

Along with flight given to by both parents, Cole here has the ability to... Heal... Himself and others slowly – though quicker than the human body can. It's all thanks to his mother's angelic genes flowing within him. Along with the mother-talk, she has snuck Cole into the witchcraft world of magic and wonder. Though he's a novice and isn't good, Cole does know a few things and if the situation calls for it, he can ruin your life.

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