Eric Christopher Jackson's Application

[Eric Jackson]

ERIC CHRISTOPHER JACKSON

* YOU BELONG WITH ME.

( Australian Kelpie )

* SHE WEARS SHORT SKIRTS, I WEAR T-SHIRTS.
ABOUT YOU!

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* FULL NAME eric christopher jackson
* NICK NAMES eric, chris, chrissy (friends only for that one)
* AGE 32
* BIRTHDAY april 24th
* SEXUALITY gay
* FAVORITE THINGS reading, writing, painting, exploring, hiking, swimming
* LEAST FAVORITE THINGS being inside, idiots, bad writing, getting sick, poker
* FEARS small spaces, suspicious strangers, being hurt (romanitcally), being insignificant
* GOALS finding a mate, getting his work published, being accepted by all
* BIGGEST SECRET spent six years of his life as an unwilling submissive to the skinwalker who turned him.

* WALKIN' THE STREETS WITH YOU
YOUR HISTORY!

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* MOTHER Barbara Jackson; The most caring woman you'd ever meet, who didn't deserve to die that way.
* FATHER Blake Jackson; A vile, sick man who didn't tell his family he was a skinwalker; he just killed his wife and kept his son as his 'pet'.
* SIBLINGS Annie Jackson; The sweetest little girl, who had her mother's eyes and looked up to her brother. Being forced to kill her was the worst day of Eric's life, ever.
* HOMETOWN Baton Rogue, Louisiana; If Eric never sees that place again, it'll be too soon.

* WHY CAN'T YOU SEE.
BEHIND THE MASK!

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hey, i'm Eric!! i'm currently 32 years young and living it up in the Eastern Standard timezone. i've been on the scene for long enough years, and i'm loving it! you can PM or cbox me and we'll chat the night away! oh and by the way, i also play Sabriel O'vere!

* I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN THAT.
THE SAMPLE!

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Eric had never liked small spaces, and yet crowds simply were not a problem for the short man. He was living it up in New York City, even if he hadn't actually made any friends. By choice, he was a people-watcher. He would find a nice place to sit quietly and just stare at everyone who went by. Being a painter, he was a work-from-home kind of guy, and money had made sure he had a nice-sized apartment that was actually clean, had a good rent, and plenty of open space for him to romp around as either a human or a dog. Plus, living alone meant that he didn't have to bother with clothes while he was in the apartment!


Yes, Eric was very fond of his life. That life currently had him stretched out on the grass in Central Park, a pair of wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose as he read in the sunlight. It was a chilly day, but the small man was bundled up adequately enough that he didn't mind it. He wasn't afraid to brave the cold in order to find some inspiration, or just read for the fun of it.


Not many people passed him by, but the ones who noticed him he was sure to smile and wave at. He was a gentleman, after all. Even though he really wasn't.


Wouldn't survive it, would never say yes, might be coaxed into it, that guy just looks plain creepy... he thought, letting his honey-brown eyes flick over every single passer-by and looking them over to see what he, personally, thought of them. Every skinwalker knew of the orders, and while Eric was in absolutely no hurry to start his own pack, he was more than accepting towards changing a few hopeful prospects and pointing them in the direction of the packs already forming around the area.


Eric was a gentleman, after all.

* YOU BELONG WITH ME.
THE CREDITS!

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so SAM BAM?! of CAUTION 2.0! made this application template,
that was inspired by CARLEE BARLEY?! also of CAUTION,
and sam worked really hard on it, so don't take
this off or she'll send her spork army after you! <3

[Daniel Franklin Pierce]

*squees* YOU MADE HIM! Approved of course Go claim your face