Lieu: Maison de Gwen
Interagir avec: Gwen, Bernie, Connor 
Ce ne serait pas Halloween sans costume, et alors que le PlanTM avait été de trouver une combinaison de chat en cuir étanche pour s'adapter à un cadre de 6'5", ses rêves d'être la catwoman de Halle Berry ont été anéantis par une dose glacée de réalité : il n'avait pas d'argent. Maintenant, au lieu de patiner sur son plateau de roses et de kulls tout en mortifiant Sterling Heights avec – citation – « un cul qui ne quittera pas » en plein écran, Jay était habillé avec prudence.
(Si le conservateur était même possible.)
Le pantalon de Jay lui va très bien, adapté d'une paire de son beau-père avec un peu de jiggery-pokery hick appris de grandir pauvre. La veste de costume à assortir était trop grande sur les épaules et presque trop courte dans les bras, donc il les plié vers le haut. Il n'avait pas de chemise vestimentaire – il n'était pas propriétaire une fois depuis que sa mère s'est remariée et il a dû la porter à un mariage, et en enfer non il n'allait pas en acheter une; il était anti-établissement, ce qui signifiait une tenue anti-formelle. Substitué était un t-shirt blanc, une cravate noire autour de son cou qui finirait sûrement autour de son front à la fin de la nuit.
Étui pour violon emprunté, avec un squelette d'attache à l'intérieur.
Il était le Parrain – un spectacle qui ferait même Marlon Brando verser une larme de pure crainte à l'ingéniosité de celui-ci. Et alors qu'il rappelait son skateboard pour le mettre sous son bras alors qu'il s'approchait de la maison, il trouvait difficile de supprimer un sourire méchant alors qu'il contemplait à quel point son costume était terrible et qu'il était très excité de voir les autres. Halloween, comme toujours, était le meilleur moment de l'année, et il est allé à fond Lindsay Lohan dans les filles moyennes sans échouer.
Jay a glissé son téléphone (écran craqué et tout) hors de sa poche pour s'assurer qu'il n'y avait pas d'annulations de dernière minute et frappé comme un vrai gentleman. Il a dû s'abaisser pour que sa tête s'inscrive sous l'arche et se laisse entrer. "Alors, yo, où sont les collations? Ne laissez jamais dire que mes priorités ne sont pas dans le bon ordre. »
Alors, "Hé les gars. Jolis costumes. Sauf toi, Connor, bae." Il a cliqué sur sa langue.
Han Solo shot first.
● Name ●
Jason Hunter-Darling
"Jay"
● Age ●
Seventeen
● Gender ●
Male
● Sexuality ●
Bisexual
● In-Depth Appearance ●
Messy pink hair. Light grey eyes. Those are Jay's defining characteristics. He always tries to be the most noticeable person in the room and half of the time, it works, and it's not just because his voice is loud and deep – his genetics have done him well, for an attention-seeking class clown.
Long and lanky at 6'5" (well over the point where he has to duck under door frames) with his bleached then brightly dyed hair, his appearance alone marks him as a character. He isn't particularly brawny or muscly but he is lean, probably helped only by his skateboarding and enthusiasm for urban exploration. Due to his height and having short friends, or perhaps his laid-back, carefree nature, Jay has a slouch that will probably result in a bad back in later life. Even so, he's fairly attractive and, like his mom says, he has "good bone structure" like his father; a strong jawline and a pretty smile that he puts to good use.
His attire is stereotypical grunge or "skater" with beanie hats, acid-washed denim jackets and sweaters underneath. He wears one worn pair of black and white sneakers most often because he can't afford a new pair of Converse, not without selling his soul to his step-father. Often he carries his skateboard with him and it is as much an accessory as anything else: the design on it is worn out but it was clearly once a black and pink depiction of roses.
Jay is pretty scarred up. He's had more than a few accidents while skateboarding before, resulting in knees that have been torn open and stitched up – he's quite self-conscious of them – and a whole variety of scrapes and bruises and friction burns that never quite healed properly.
He has one dorky tattoo of a quote from Battlestar Galactica on the back of his neck ("Sometimes, you have to roll a hard six,") that actually has fairly good lettering, and a conical flask of pink chemicals on his shoulder. Both were paid for and organised by his biological father on Jay's sixteenth birthday – slightly before the legal age to do so, but that's hicks for you. Finally for piercings Jay has both of his ears pierced but wears a feather earring in only one on occasion; he has his nose pierced but is letting it heal out and has a tongue piercing. One could say that since his early teens, he's been channeling his inner anarchist.

● Precocious ● Hot-Headed ● Kind ● Know-It-All ●
● Personality ●
Jay is a stereotypical rebel, so much so that it almost seems forced. He cares about freedom and creativity and expressing oneself openly and all that jazz, and usually tries to do things for the movements he is interested in: signing anti-animal cruelty petitions, taking part in equal rights parades in the city, socialist (and communist) demonstrations and protests. He doesn't have many ideas regarding his own future as he prefers to look at the 'big picture' of how the world will be at that time instead, hence he's more interested in fighting climate change than hunting for a job or college prospects. Jay hopes, however, that he won't end up in retail – he'd rather travel the world and do volunteering work, saving the rainforest and helping people. Still, he doesn't quite understand that putting in momentous effort is necessary to get a reward at the end.
He'll probably go into science.
Happy to listen to anyone talk or rant at him (and a bit of a pushover in that way), Jay is content to let other people run his life. This isn't as bad as some might think: he tends to attract people with optimism and good cheer, and as he's gotten older, he's become a bit more headstrong – able to think for himself on moral choices like not following a girlfriend down a dark rabbit hole or avoiding going shoplifting because it's inherently wrong. Even his thoughts are happy-go-lucky now. Jay believes the best of people, even when repeatedly lied to or cheated or stolen from. Thus, he is naive in many ways.
On to his interests: Jay is a total geek for sci-fi classics, especially the cheesy sort. Video games are fun for him but he's not as competitive as he should be, and on some occasions, he's let his friends win and smiled to himself when they were excited about the outcome. Heavily into all three sciences as a hobbyist and as a possible career path, it could be said that these are the only subjects that he actually tries in – the only ones he shows his single-minded intellect in – though he's never had a problem with the others beyond a lack of care. Mostly it's because he enjoys experimenting with... stuff. In his defense, he's an active learner!
Jay bases himself around being as different from his biological dad, Jamie Darling, as is possible. As a result he is very vocal about his dislike for drugs and drink – even becoming tipsy in public, really. The thing is, though... he's probably more like him than he believes. Often he can be seen spacing out, and his memory isn't really all there. The little things escape him, even if last night's equations don't.
While Jay prides himself on not being aggressive and hot-headed as he thinks his dad is, he's never backed down or disagreed with throwing the first punch at someone who threatens a person or movement he cares about. He's loyal until the end. Eternally.
● Quirks ●
- Sleeps in class – honest to god, head-on-desk style at the back of the room.
- Recites dorky chemistry jokes.
- Dozes off often and loses his train of thought mid-sentence; goes on tangents.
- Hand tremors.
- Really good at reciting pop-culture lines.
● Hobbies ●
✂ Science Club
✂ Skateboarding
✂ Urban Exploration
● Likes & Dislikes ●
✔ The sciences – biology, chemistry, and physics.
✔ Activism. Jay is signed up to PETA, Greenpeace, and various other organisations despite how much it costs in megaphones.
✔ Skateboarding, even if it's just a gateway to an aesthetic that he is going for: punk rebel.
✔ Graffiti in old, run-down buildings in Sterling Heights.
✔ The type of music typically expected of him to like; that is, edgy teenage pop-punk from the 2000s.
✔ Children (he's always been good with them). The ideal of 2.5 kids and a white picket fence.
✔ Sci-Fi. Really, Jay's entire life could be considered a plot from some pulp fiction novel; it's no surprise he loves the genre.
✘ Deadbeat parents, no doubt inspired by Jamie Darling himself. Daddy issues, ahoy!
✘ The Man. By that Jay envisions some collective of powerful men, making decisions for all the little people.
✘ Long, thought-out decisions. Gut instinct and short-term things go better with his complexion.
✘ Overachievers. He doesn't trust them, not with the state of his family as it is right now.
✘ Cars. Driving. They're causing pollution and ultimately global warming, don't you know? Also dangerous.
✘ Censorship – freedom on the Internet, man!
✘ Curfews and being grounded.

● Family Members ●
Lillian Hunter-Logan – A reformed junkie and high-functioning alcoholic. Jay's mother is fairly friendly and it's clear to see who Jay takes after in personality: laid-back and unambitious. She's intelligent but is content to live her life as a hairdresser, feeling morally superior to others as a 'working class woman' while answering crossword puzzles and day-time TV quiz shows.
Jamie Darling – Jay's biological father who is probably the only person in the world who Jay actively hates. Having left Lil whilst she was pregnant at eighteen despite being seven years older and in a stable job as a mechanic, he's considered lower than low by the people in Sterling Heights. A drug addict and an alcoholic and a smoker, he lives on the outskirts of town in a damaged house inherited from his family. He hasn't even had another girlfriend since Jay's mother.
Harold Logan – Jay's step-father, the chief of police in Sterling Heights. People think that he married Lil out of pity, or was in some way manipulated by her. He is mildly bemused at Jay's attempts at acting out but for the most part ignores Jay. Not his kid, not his problem. The feeling is mutual.

● Biography ●
If you're born in Sterling Heights – small-town dystopia – and your surname is either Hunter or Darling, you're going to die there, too. It doesn't matter how gifted you are at academics in elementary (or not) or how much you try, kicking and screaming, not to become a farmer or a hairdresser or a mechanic. Jay hates the town and he has always hated the town, though he certainly has some form of Stockholm Syndrome for it.
For his first seven years, he was raised in a single-parent family by his mother (Lillian "Lil" Hunter) and saw his biological father at most three times a year – at Christmas, at his birthdays, and at Halloween when he went trick or treating. Jay's home used to be in the decrepit neighborhood that was mostly made up of old, weathered apartment buildings with little to do but run about wild in the streets, and of course, skate.
He was a bit of a tearaway at that time, his friends being similarly poor with nothing to do but wander around outside and play pranks by ringing doorbells and so on. He used to tag surfaces with pens and penknives because he couldn't afford spray paint. Jay didn't get the attention he deserved, though he assumed his mother loved him dearly – she was just busy. Either way, he stayed out of her way as much as possible.
Things changed as his mother began a whirlwind romance with the chief of police, Harold Logan, who was a recent divorcee. She moved in with him and married him in a move that was considered hasty by, well, everyone on either side of the family, and it was Jay that was looked on with the most pity: a gold-digger for a mom, and a biological dad who was so wasted most of the time he forgot to send a birthday card? Jay never really understood why people thought his life must have been dreadful. It was actually pretty good, and although he acted out in school, it was undeniable that he was excellent grades.
Things were okay. He still stayed out late at nights, a true night-owl.
As he grew into a teenager, and his biological dad (possibly out of jealousy) wanted to be come a bigger part in his son's life, Jay's relationship with him grew even more tumultuous. He has fought and ranted at his father, even though Jamie never fought back and was already half-defeated, and repeated the insults that his mother used often when she was speaking about him. That's not to say that Lillian Hunter-Logan was innocent – Jay argued with her more than once over her subtle alcoholism. Even if he's flunking English, Jamie Darling is proud of him, at least.
Right now he's looking into out-of-state colleges and praying, praying that he can make it out of Sterling Heights before he dies.
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