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| User: | tempting_fate (434238) |
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| Name: | Jennifer Van Der Knapp | |||||||||
| E-mail: | tartanedlass@hotmail.com | |||||||||
| Bio: | . Name: Jinx True Name: Jennifer Van Der Knapp Gender: Female Age: 21 Birthday: July 15th, 1999 Greatest Ambition: To find love. (In a warped way it is) Physical Description: Jinx is a tall woman standing 5’10, but in no way does she look dangerous. She weighs likely 135 lbs at the most and her face is angelic in nature. With full checks, wide-open hazel eyes and pouty lips masking a slight overbite; she doesn’t look like she could hurt a fly. Her fair and even skin tone is made all the more vivid by her deep chestnut tresses. As far as the way she dresses and presents herself, it is always in an elegant and classic way. You will never catch her without her hair and make-up being applied to perfect and all of her garments well maintained. Even when the tribe was recovering in the woods, she had her wagonload of books pressing her clothing. Distinguishing Marks: None other than her slight overbite. Sexual Orientation: Questionable. Single or taken: Single Best friend: Sentinel (her brother) & Jax Personality: When Jinx is in a good mood, she can be the happiest and carefree soul you might have ever met. She is even somewhat intoxicating to be around when she is in a good mood because she loves to try and experience new and different things. However, her moods change with the wind and as quickly as she is spinning carefree in the wind she can be in a trace repeat the same Shel Silverstein poem “Where the sidewalk ends” over and over, or she can have a pen to your neck with no problem or morality question of if she should puncture your oesophagus. As such she is almost continually watched by one of the few people who know what she is. What she is, is a schizophrenic and there are many discrepancies in her perception and expression of reality around her when compared to that of others. Personal History: Jennifer Van Der Knapp was born July 15th, and entered the world as the daughter of Mark and Julia Van Der Knapp. By birthright, she and her brother Wade already were on another plane of existence from most of her age. There was the house in the country and the one in the city, as well as the European Manor and the Brazilian Bungalow. Most might have thought this also entitled them to a solitary life with all the material things they wanted, but no actual emotional ties. Unfortunately that was nowhere near the way they were raised, though it might have been better for the two children in the long run. Instead the Van Der Knapps were a tight knit family who travelled side by side, they ate at lest one meal a day as a whole family and they never spent less than twenty hours a week with each other doing various activates. As Mark and Julia had been risen in a hands off environment they promised each other that their children would never feel alone is this lifetime. Unfortunately this very intimate relationship within their small family lead to normality in actions that might otherwise have been labelled suspicious. Mark always had liked to read to the children before they went to bed and his daughter had always been the one more delighted by stories, but as Jennifer got older he started spending longer and longer reading with her. That might have been considered cute, but it was the fact that Jennifer tried to stay up as long as she could and then would sulk her way into her bedroom. Julia brushed this off though, as her husband told her that their daughter just wanted to be an adult. By the time Jennifer was ten, there was a sad look in her eyes, which her teachers remarked on but was brushed off as just ‘her look’. Only two people in the world knew that there was more to the look on her face than bone structure. She was the dutiful daughter that was polite and elegant for a girl of her age, she partook in activities with her family but seemed distant though she always did as she was asked. Late one evening though when Jennifer was only 11, Julia was awoken by the screams of her son for help. When she arrived Wade was crumpled on the ground sobbing and saying it was all hid fault. The true horror lied beyond the door where she found her daughter sitting naked in a pool of her father’s blood reciting a poem over and over without any sort of expression on her face. Mark Van Der Knapp was lying naked on the floor with more stab wounds than anyone at a glance could begin to comprehend the number of. That was the day Julia Van Der Knapp found out that the love of her life and the father of their children as well as the owner of the largest pharmaceutical company in North America had been raping their own daughter. In her first statement to police, Julia sat there for forty minutes starring at the walls with a brigade of questions being asked, until she finally said, “How do you make this okay?” Jennifer’s own statement was said with a smile and all she said was, “It’s done now, can I go home?” Unfortunately Jennifer would never get to return home. Instead she found herself in a small hospital where she was taken care of, clinically speaking. They hoped that the trauma of six or more years would be erased or at least understood for what it was. A few dead nurses and a doctor that had to have an emergency tracheotomy told the world though that there was no ‘getting past’ this. Everyone’s expectations changed after all of the violence, well everyone’s but Wade’s who believed he could fix his sister. Now there was less therapy and more measures to keep Jennifer and those working with her safe. A private facility was built and a small staff employed to keep her and a few others of the same safe and far from the outside world. Years later the virus came and seeped across the world and the Van Der Knapps were not spared just because they had already been through so much. On her deathbed Julia Van Der Knapp ordered that the institution that held her daughter be permanently locked so her precious daughter could finally have peace. Wade couldn’t abide by this, however, and so late one night he took his mother’s set of keys and went and took Jennifer. It wasn’t hard for him to do because no one expected that someone would want one of the lost souls with the ‘white building’s’ walls It didn’t take long though for everyone to connect the dots and an APB was just out for the Van Der Knapp children. They were on a flight from New York to Vancouver when the world stopped and all the planes in North America were brought down. There plane fatefully landed in New Haven, Wyoming. Passports were easily obtained when you had access to the type of money Wade had, but they hadn’t planned on landing in the US and when they did it didn’t take long for the police to put two and two together. Luckily the airport was chaotic so they got away from those wanting to keep them, and they saw another young man running so they joined up with him. The other young man was Maxwell Holister, and the three of them waited out the adults together in a motel for weeks. During that time they learnt who and what each other were and accepted it. Maxwell also started to plan and made friends with a rogue group of soldiers and the siblings decided that they would join him in his vision of the future. At this point Jennifer and Wade became Jinx and Sentinel. Maxwell, now known as Jax shortly took over New Haven and ruled the city with an iron fist until 2020 when there was an uprising against him, which tore the city apart. Sentinel and Jinx followed Jax away from the old city and into Sundance where they are now living within the Lodge. Birth Location: New York, New York Blood Family: Mark Van Der Knapp (father - deceased – killed by Jinx in 2010) Julia Van Der Knapp (mother - deceased – Ans Virus victim) Wade Van Der Knapp (Sentinel) (brother) Tribe: Jackals How long?: Since the beginning Personal Strengths: Jinx is very strong, and can write and read likely better than most alive today. Personal Weaknesses: Violent tendencies, combined with an altered sense of reality and a history that what change even the most stead fast soul. Personal Skills and Training: Incredible reading and writing skills and that’s about it. Job: Try not to hurt people PB: Felicity Jones Plot ties Plot tie 1: Maybe someone that want her in a primal sense (could be interesting and very dangerous) Plot tie 2: Someone from a neighbouring tribe that might be from New York that recognizes who she might be. Plot tie 3: Someone trying to get close to her brother (which could also be interesting and dangerous) | |||||||||
| Schools: | None listed | |||||||||
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| Member of: | 3: devils_past, devils_tower, devils_towerooc | |||||||||
| Account type: | Free Patient | |||||||||
