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Name: Jaquelyn “Jack” Black
Not Jackie, not Jaquelyn, just Jack. And if you ask her, that other guy stole it!
Age: 25
Birthdate: August 18th
Occupation: At Subway, she’d be called a “sandwich technician,” but since she works at an Armenian sub shop, she’s just “someone who makes sub sandwiches for a living.”
Major NPCs:
Not Jackie, not Jaquelyn, just Jack. And if you ask her, that other guy stole it!
Age: 25
Birthdate: August 18th
Occupation: At Subway, she’d be called a “sandwich technician,” but since she works at an Armenian sub shop, she’s just “someone who makes sub sandwiches for a living.”
Major NPCs:
- Daniel Black (44) - Jack is the apple of her father’s eye. A welder, Daniel works at a warehouse down by the docks. He’s a proud union member and is known for his dependability both professionally and personally. As much as he loves Jack, he wishes she’d get her act together and be more like her brother. He’s a real guy’s guy and was a major influence on Jack growing up -- some say a little too much. He has a great sense of humor and takes things in stride. He’s something of a pushover when it comes to his kids. He’d do anything to make their lives easier than his own was.
- Frederica (Collins) Black (45) - Jack’s mother, Fred bears everything with patience and good humor, even if she does seem to roll her eyes a lot. Jack and Fred tend to clash, as mothers and daughters sometimes do. Fred has worked very hard her whole life to provide for her family and worries what she’ll do now that Lucas is leaving home. Fred wasn’t very fond of her name, particularly as a child, so she was very pleased to be able to give her daughter what she thought was a beautiful, feminine name. The fact that her daughter adamantly refused to answer to “Jackie” was the first of many headaches Fred experienced raising her daughter.
- Lucas Black (18) - The little brother, seven years Jack’s junior. Loves baseball. Played in little league and high school, once going to the state championships (but his team lost). He’s not just a jock: he has a solid head on his shoulders. While he’s made some teenaged mistakes, he’s a generally good kid who tries to do what’s right. He’s heading to NYU in the fall and hopes to pursue studies in the field of biology. Jack’s very proud of her little brother. She likes to brag about how she was the one who taught him to play baseball.
- Uncle Al (49) - Jack’s maternal uncle, he lives with the family after an on-the-job accident a few years ago and collects disability. He could probably get out there and do some actual work, but he likes to take the easy path. Usually found playing dominoes.
- Andrzej “Duke” Wiśniewski (27) - Jack’s on-again, off-again boyfriend, a cello player. They met when Jack decided to take cello lessons. Duke is the son of Polish immigrants and speaks fluent Polish. He plays mostly in small quartets and teaches cello to help pay the bills. He can have a bit of a temper, which Jack likes, but tends to take things personally and hold grudges.
History
Summary: After a rebellious childhood in Brooklyn, Jack dropped out of community college and now lives in a nearly-condemned apartment in the Lower East Side, working a string of menial jobs.
In-depth: Twenty-five years ago, little Jaquelyn Black was brought kicking and screaming into the world. Her father had been hoping for a boy, but was overjoyed to have a beautiful baby girl all the same. Her mother has secretly far more pleased to be welcoming a daughter and imagined all the wonderful things they would do together: the tea parties, the hair ribbons, the dresses and dolls.
Jaquelyn was a fussy baby and soon grew into a fussy toddler who resented her mother’s attempts to put ribbons in her hair and dress her in puffy dresses. She pulled the ribbons out and tore and muddied her dresses. Her mother was furious, but her father always defended Jack’s behavior as being what kids do. End result: mom was the enemy in her daughter’s eyes and dad the fun one who taught her how to throw a baseball and fix a car.
This isn’t to say that raising Jack was easy on either parent. The early reinforcement that she could do as she pleased blossomed into a full-blown disregard for the rules. If Jack was told not to do it, she did it, and wound up with all the scraped knees and broken arms that come with such antics. She ran around the neighborhood with the boys, insisted on being called Jack (delighting in the high-pitched voice her mother would use to object: “It’s a boy’s name!”), and generally left a trail of destruction in her wake.
When Jack’s little brother Lucas was born, her father told her this was someone who would play baseball with her when she was bigger, so despite all her other faults, Jack was a very good and doting sister. She wasn’t much bothered by the baby’s newfound attention because more often than not, she was the one giving it. When relatives came to visit, she showed them baby Lucas. There were still plenty of incidents, like Jack using markers to pretty Lucas up for visitors, but Jack always had what she considered to be an ironclad defense: “He likes it!” With all the attention Jack gave him, Lucas adored his big sister, because even when their parents were tired and exhausted from staying up all night feeding him, Jack was ready to play.
As Lucas grew, he followed his sister almost everywhere, but there was one key difference. While Jack decried their mother as “a bitch,” Lucas adored Frederica and always came when called. He was his sister’s shadow, but he was his mother’s special little boy, as happy to help with scrapbooking projects as he was climbing fences and terrorizing the neighborhood dogs with Jack. Lucas was also a sensitive child who would cry at the tension between his two favorite people, but he was Jack’s little brother despite the tears, and she always defended him from bullies (fighting like a cornered dog) and taught him to throw a mean fastball.
Jack never did particularly well at school. Contrary in nature, she was often sent to the principal’s office and didn’t put much stock into schoolwork. She excelled at P.E. and liked science for the experiments and cool facts, but history, language arts, and maths were not her thing. (Unless the maths were sports stats, something her teachers never capitalized on.) She did participate in some sports, but she was rough and tough and tended to bruise other children.
In high school, Jack hung with the denim-and-leather crowd that cut class and smoked cigarettes behind the gym. She got caught shoplifting once with her friends, but escaped with a slap on the wrist. After that they made sure not to get caught. Jack’s favorite role was to be the designated “bait” -- the one who gets caught so everyone else can escape, but hasn’t actually stolen anything and pretends not to be associated with the group. Jack eventually got bored of shoplifting, called it childish, and suggested they instead rob a bank. Her friends were shocked by the suggestion (they were rebellious teenagers, not hardened criminals) and since then, the most Jack has stolen is the occasional piece of gum from a convenience store.
After high school, Jack spent a semester at LaGuardia Community College, but wanted to get away from her parents. She dropped out and moved to Manhattan, ending up in the Lower East Side where she found an absolute craphole of an apartment for dirt cheap rent. It’s fantastic if you don’t mind the roaches, rats, spotty electrical wiring, out-of-order elevators, and the fact her unit has no windows. Jack hardly adds value to the place, as she keeps it like a trash pit, but she pays her rent on time.
Jack has had a string of menial jobs including waitressing, working in a trophy shop, working in a pawn shop, and cleaning municipal toilets, but none lasted very long. Her longest-lasting job, and the one she loved the most, was doing Thai food deliveries on a little motorbike, but she crashed the bike a year and a half ago and hasn’t been able to afford a replacement yet. She is presently working in an Armenian sub shop. She loves the fact that her boss is as crotchety and disagreeable as she is.
For her twenty-second birthday, Jack decided to learn to play the cello, which was how she met Duke. Like most everything else she does, the cello lessons didn’t last, but Duke did. While their relationship is best described as tumultuous, they generally get along and have similar interests. A typical date night involves beer, zombie video games, and sometimes some pot. Duke is frequently exasperated by Jack, which Jack likes.
Jack calls her dad and brother at least once a week, but usually ignores her mother’s calls, which can be numerous. She also visits the family fairly often, but frequently leaves angry with her mother’s attentions and father’s disappointment at how little they feel she’s done with her life.
In-depth: Twenty-five years ago, little Jaquelyn Black was brought kicking and screaming into the world. Her father had been hoping for a boy, but was overjoyed to have a beautiful baby girl all the same. Her mother has secretly far more pleased to be welcoming a daughter and imagined all the wonderful things they would do together: the tea parties, the hair ribbons, the dresses and dolls.
Jaquelyn was a fussy baby and soon grew into a fussy toddler who resented her mother’s attempts to put ribbons in her hair and dress her in puffy dresses. She pulled the ribbons out and tore and muddied her dresses. Her mother was furious, but her father always defended Jack’s behavior as being what kids do. End result: mom was the enemy in her daughter’s eyes and dad the fun one who taught her how to throw a baseball and fix a car.
This isn’t to say that raising Jack was easy on either parent. The early reinforcement that she could do as she pleased blossomed into a full-blown disregard for the rules. If Jack was told not to do it, she did it, and wound up with all the scraped knees and broken arms that come with such antics. She ran around the neighborhood with the boys, insisted on being called Jack (delighting in the high-pitched voice her mother would use to object: “It’s a boy’s name!”), and generally left a trail of destruction in her wake.
When Jack’s little brother Lucas was born, her father told her this was someone who would play baseball with her when she was bigger, so despite all her other faults, Jack was a very good and doting sister. She wasn’t much bothered by the baby’s newfound attention because more often than not, she was the one giving it. When relatives came to visit, she showed them baby Lucas. There were still plenty of incidents, like Jack using markers to pretty Lucas up for visitors, but Jack always had what she considered to be an ironclad defense: “He likes it!” With all the attention Jack gave him, Lucas adored his big sister, because even when their parents were tired and exhausted from staying up all night feeding him, Jack was ready to play.
As Lucas grew, he followed his sister almost everywhere, but there was one key difference. While Jack decried their mother as “a bitch,” Lucas adored Frederica and always came when called. He was his sister’s shadow, but he was his mother’s special little boy, as happy to help with scrapbooking projects as he was climbing fences and terrorizing the neighborhood dogs with Jack. Lucas was also a sensitive child who would cry at the tension between his two favorite people, but he was Jack’s little brother despite the tears, and she always defended him from bullies (fighting like a cornered dog) and taught him to throw a mean fastball.
Jack never did particularly well at school. Contrary in nature, she was often sent to the principal’s office and didn’t put much stock into schoolwork. She excelled at P.E. and liked science for the experiments and cool facts, but history, language arts, and maths were not her thing. (Unless the maths were sports stats, something her teachers never capitalized on.) She did participate in some sports, but she was rough and tough and tended to bruise other children.
In high school, Jack hung with the denim-and-leather crowd that cut class and smoked cigarettes behind the gym. She got caught shoplifting once with her friends, but escaped with a slap on the wrist. After that they made sure not to get caught. Jack’s favorite role was to be the designated “bait” -- the one who gets caught so everyone else can escape, but hasn’t actually stolen anything and pretends not to be associated with the group. Jack eventually got bored of shoplifting, called it childish, and suggested they instead rob a bank. Her friends were shocked by the suggestion (they were rebellious teenagers, not hardened criminals) and since then, the most Jack has stolen is the occasional piece of gum from a convenience store.
After high school, Jack spent a semester at LaGuardia Community College, but wanted to get away from her parents. She dropped out and moved to Manhattan, ending up in the Lower East Side where she found an absolute craphole of an apartment for dirt cheap rent. It’s fantastic if you don’t mind the roaches, rats, spotty electrical wiring, out-of-order elevators, and the fact her unit has no windows. Jack hardly adds value to the place, as she keeps it like a trash pit, but she pays her rent on time.
Jack has had a string of menial jobs including waitressing, working in a trophy shop, working in a pawn shop, and cleaning municipal toilets, but none lasted very long. Her longest-lasting job, and the one she loved the most, was doing Thai food deliveries on a little motorbike, but she crashed the bike a year and a half ago and hasn’t been able to afford a replacement yet. She is presently working in an Armenian sub shop. She loves the fact that her boss is as crotchety and disagreeable as she is.
For her twenty-second birthday, Jack decided to learn to play the cello, which was how she met Duke. Like most everything else she does, the cello lessons didn’t last, but Duke did. While their relationship is best described as tumultuous, they generally get along and have similar interests. A typical date night involves beer, zombie video games, and sometimes some pot. Duke is frequently exasperated by Jack, which Jack likes.
Jack calls her dad and brother at least once a week, but usually ignores her mother’s calls, which can be numerous. She also visits the family fairly often, but frequently leaves angry with her mother’s attentions and father’s disappointment at how little they feel she’s done with her life.
Appearance
Jack stands five feet and seven inches, with very dark brown hair in a mid-length pixie haircut. Her eyes are intense, a shade lighter than her hair, with pupils which constrict tightly in most lighting situations and give her a piercing gaze; she has excellent night vision. The intensity of her gaze is increased by moderately thick, slanted brows. Her small, pert nose sits above a small mouth with pale, fleshy-toned lips, usually pressed into a bit of a frown. Her build is on the slender side of average, with small breasts.
Clothing-wise, she goes for jeans, tank-tops, and leather jackets most of the time. Her nose and ears are pierced but she hasn’t worn anything in her nose for years now; she sometimes puts something silver on her ears, and when she does, it’s usually a ring or three on one ear and studs on both. More often then not she doesn’t bother. At most, her morning routine involves jumping in the shower for five minutes and rubbing some product in her hair to give it a scruffy look. She doesn’t wear makeup. Her shoes are a mix of sneakers and short leather boots, but they’re all fairly worn.
It is possible to clean her up and make her look presentable, but it’s not something she’d ever do herself.
Clothing-wise, she goes for jeans, tank-tops, and leather jackets most of the time. Her nose and ears are pierced but she hasn’t worn anything in her nose for years now; she sometimes puts something silver on her ears, and when she does, it’s usually a ring or three on one ear and studs on both. More often then not she doesn’t bother. At most, her morning routine involves jumping in the shower for five minutes and rubbing some product in her hair to give it a scruffy look. She doesn’t wear makeup. Her shoes are a mix of sneakers and short leather boots, but they’re all fairly worn.
It is possible to clean her up and make her look presentable, but it’s not something she’d ever do herself.