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( Name ) Jack Nichols
( meaning ) "God is gracious" "people of victory"
( pronunciation ) j(a)-ck n(i)-cho-ls
( nickname ) EJ
( alias ) Eyeless Jack

( Species ) Black Blooded
( powers )
Blindsight
↳This power allows one to act, fight and navigate while blind, in darkness or otherwise sightless. It is rarely owned by anyone who isn't blind.
Enhanced Bite
↳The user has particularly strong bite, either because of sharp teeth, strong jaw-muscles, unusual jaw-structure (mandibles of insects) or some other reason. Exactly what they can bite depends of the jaw-strength, resilience of their teeth/bite-surface and their shape.
Enhanced Eating
↳The user can eat massive quantities of food at once to no ill effect, this can extend into versions of Matter Ingestion. This power can be very useful, especially for those that posses an abnormal nature. Because of this, nutritional intake needs are a great deal higher than that of normal, requiring more food in order to keep their strength up.
Infinite Digestive System
↳User can eat/digest any form of matter regardless of size or shapes without harming their stomach or mouth. They are also capable of storing matter within their bodies and spitting it back out when the moment calls for it.
Prehensile Tongue
↳The user may be able to make their tongue grow longer and grasp and manipulate objects. Particularly strong users may even be able pierce their target.
Tentacle Extension
↳The user has or can generate tentacles or tentacle-like appendages (vines, grappling cables, ropes, etc.) from their own body, and may even have tentacles in place of certain limbs.

( Age ) 19
( place of birth ) West Point, Massachusetts
( date of birth ) May 1st
( time of birth ) 1:50 a.m.
( zodiac )

( Occupation ) Student
( vehicle ) None

( Sex ) Male
( gender orientation ) Masculine
( sexual orientation ) Bisexual
( romantic orientation ) Biromantic
( relationship status ) Single
( crush )

( Appearance )

( blood type ) B Negative
( body type ) Tall and Lean
( height ) 5' 5"
( weight ) 160 lbs
( eye color ) Blue
( hair color ) Ginger
( vocal attributes ) Middle - High
( scent ) Incense and Herbs
( dominant hand ) Right Handed
( distinguishing marks/details ) No Eyes

( Attire )
He wears ripped skinny jeans, sneakers, and a black hoodie that once belonged to Jennifer Anderson. He is usually not found without his mask.

( Personality )
Reclusive • Secretive • Protective • Determined • Insatiable • Pretentious

( Alignment ) Chaotic Good
↳Jack is Chaotic Good. Jack acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and doing what is right, but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.

( Preferences & Adulations )
Food is his friend. It keeps him sane. He loves puppies, but cats are a no-no. He enjoys baked treats more than he does raw flesh.
( superiorities )

▲ Surgically removing organs
▲ Playing horror video games
▲ Cooking

( Disgusts & Abhorrences )
He dislikes cats, as they tend to attack him. He doesn't like fire, bad memories.
( inferiorities )

▼ Controlling his hunger
▼ Socializing
▼ Being active

( History )
"Praise Z'algatoth, for his bloodstained hands will bring salvation to us all! HE shall bring us closer to our everlasting paradise! HE is our lord and savior!"

Jack had been having nightmares for weeks. There was this guy preaching about some guy named 'Z'algatoth'. And that he'd lead everyone to paradise with bloodstained hands. They were dressed in these weird looking robes and wore these weird masks. He blamed it on him playing too much Silent Hill and other horror games late at night.

One day, Jennifer Anderson asked him what he was doing that Saturday, and invited him to go to her 'club.' When Jack mentioned it to his roommate, the blonde groaned, "Dude, she's, like, super weird!" Jack tried to ignore Greg, but he kept on. "She reads these freak-ass books on demons and witchcraft, man. Hell, Gabby knows! She said that back in high school, Jenny tried to convert people to Satanism!"

Saturday, at two a.m., Greg and Gabby(who had 'slept over') shook Jack awake, screaming that there was a fire in the woods next to their dorm. Jack paled when he realized that was where Jen had told him to meet her. He quickly got dressed and ran out to the woods, despite the couple's best efforts to make him stay away.

"Thank you, my brothers and sisters for joining me this night of nights. Tonight is the night when we summon our lord and savior, Z'algatoth!" The group below him cried and called out things like 'Praise Z'algatoth!' and 'All hail Z'algatoth!'. "Tonight is the night, when Z'algatoth will choose his sacrifice! The one who will lead us to paradise and free us from this Hell!" The group of students began cheering, chanting the name of 'Z'algatoth'. Jack stood in disbelief, as something hard hit him on the back of his head.

Jack awoke from a bucket of cold water being dumped over his head, blood trickling down the side of his head onto his ear and side of his face. He winced, feeling his head throb in pain. The second he remembered the last thing he saw, he gasped, looking up to see that he was sitting in front of everyone, naked. His arms were held firmly behind his back. The leader of the cult walked up in front of him and smiled under the mask.

"Z'algatoth has found his sacrifice! Hail Z'algatoth!" He called, listening as the group repeated the phrase. Jack attempted to struggle, the pain of his head fighting against him. "You shall become one of Z'algatoth's sons, the chosen one to live upon this wretched world and do his bidding." The group cried the phrase once more. Jack shook his head as fast as he could.

"N-no… No! All of you are crazy! Let me go!!" He yelled, letting out a yelp of pain from his arms being twisted. The leader laughed, turning to the group behind him.

"Come! My brothers and sisters, help me change this nonbeliever into the son of Z'algatoth!" The group chanted the phrase, stepping closer to form a large circle around them. "Praise Z'algatoth, for his bloodstained hands will bring salvation to us all! HE shall bring us closer to our everlasting paradise! HE is our lord and savior! Praise Z'algatoth! Praise Z'algatoth!!" He cried once more. Jack listened as the group began chanting in a different language, he felt his heart beat grow faster, watching one of the group members walk before them with a tray of tools and other queer objects. The person pulled their mask off, revealing it to be Jenny. She smiled taking a scalpel from the tray. "Isn't this great Jack? The great lord Z'algatoth has chosen you to be his son!" Jack shook his head, tears flooding his eyes. "I never knew you'd be the one."

"No! Jenny no! Please, please don't do this!" He begged, watching her stop in front of him. She giggled placing her hand on his forehead.

"All hail lord Z'algatoth."

The girl then stabbed the spoon in his left eye, ignoring the cries of pain Jack let out. He squirmed and struggled against the two who held him down feeling his eye being gorged out from it's socket. "Hold still Jack! You'll make me kill you." Jenny said with complete calmness as she began working on his other eye, watching blood spurt and trickle down his face, still ignoring his cries and pleas. The leader stepped in, holding a bowl of black hot ooze in his hands.

"Behold, the sight of Z'algatoth!" He called, watching Jenny hold his head still and began pouring the tar-like liquid inside his eye sockets. Jack let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain, feeling the substance overflow and trickle down his eyelids. Placing his hand on Jack's forehead, the leader began chanting the same language as the others, watching as Jack's body become limp and lifeless. He watched as Jenny held a book open to a passage of a different language.

'Rise great lord Z'algatoth
Rise and take vessel of the sacrifice we give you
Give yourself to this vessel
Be one with this vessel
Rise great lord Z'algatoth
Rise
Rise
Rise
Rise'

Panting heavily, Jack rose up from the now dead body of a young boy, yanking off the mask he wore like the others. Standing up, he looked over the massacre he created. Every single person was dead. Masks torn off, throats slashed, guts cut open, eyes gouged out. His hood and pants stained with blood. Scalpel in hand, Jack turned to the last living person. Jenny, border lining death, watched as he stepped above her. His skin had turned black, teeth sharpened to a point, nails long and sharp. He wasn't human anymore. She smiled, blood leaking from her mouth as she spoke.

"R-release me… into ever..lasting… paradi..se…."

Jack growled low, teeth showing.

"You don't deserve paradise… none of you do…" He knelt down, swiping the mask from the ground. "Burn in Hell. ALL, of you." Jenny watched as he pulled the mask on, the black substance trickling down onto the mask from his eyes. She grabbed ahold of his ankle weakly, begging to be released to paradise. Only to have him pull away from her before walking off into the shadows. She cried, tears rolling down her face as she called out to him until her last breath.

( family )
Jack has no memory of his family.
( pets )

( Equipment )
( weapons )
He uses a scalpel to slice open flesh.
( fighting style )
He goes for the throat with his jaws and tries to claw out the eyes, giving into the demon within him, letting it take the lead. Lots of biting and scratching.

( Spiritual Beliefs )
( religion )
Currently dabbling in the worship of the Outer Gods and Old Ones.

( Musical Identity )
( theme song )
Breathe Carolina - Get Back Easy

( Other )