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With no true friends to call his own, all of them dead or long gone after the massacre, Jason is desperate to make friends, even if he denies it. However, his new coldness and bouts of depression tend to keep others away from him. The charm and attraction that had been there before is still there, but plastered over it is a new attitude of caution and paranoia. If he were to make a friend, it would have to be someone who can deal with his drunken fits, breaks from reality, and more importantly, inability to let go of the past.

No stranger to love, Jason is used to being a heartthrob and having girls, and guys, swoon for his antics. These girls, or boys, are usually a one night stand or just someone he can call to have casual sex with when he feels the urge. Casual sex, flirting, charming others is all experience he has under his belt. literally What he is inexperienced in is romance, or rather, a relationship. His heart was broken once when he actually had feelings for some gold clad bozo, but now, he is unsure of how to feel about other people. Similar to what one would expect were they his friend, they should expect even more as a lover. Jason is broken, incredibly so, and needs someone to put the pieces back together.

Once a frivolous thought, Jason had never experienced hate for another, besides his father, or from another. His general attitude and sex appeal kept the usual stranger grinning and all others who may have had some beef with him were put off by the people he surrounded himself with. That was until the death of his coven. Since then, Jason is more than willing to go the distance to get those that wish him, or those he cares for, harm out of his life. Whether that be through lying, fighting, or killing anyone that finds themselves here is in for a hell of a time.

Anything could go here. Want to go explore the underground with Jason and see where that leads? Let's go. Want to hire him as a hitman? Need an expert on the occult? Hit me up. Anything and everything goes in this category.
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