JAMES ORION PHOENIX

[JAMES ORION PHOENIX]

JAMES ORION PHOENIX



beyond the hourglass, 100 years have passed

* * *

soon the stage enacts the fallen stars
` ` i n t r o d u c e y o u r s e l f

NAME: Jay
AGE: 18
EXPERIENCE: five years
WHO YOU PLAY: HM HAWKINS, ZEPHYR LEVESQUE
HOW TO CONTACT YOU: pm or [e-mail]
HOW YOU FOUND US: I own us.

used in pictures in this page of our bleeding hearts
` `g e n e r a l i n f o r m a t i o n

FULL NAME: James Orion Phoenix
AGE: 18
NICKNAME(S): Jay, Jamie, JO, Phoenix
BIRTHDAY: November 12
ZODIAC: Scorpio
HOMETOWN: Ontario, Canada
DESIRED HOUSE: Slytherin
STUDENT JOB: n/a
BLOODLINE: pureblood, demonic blood
SEXUALITY: bisexual

i've made peace with god and burned the sage
` ` a p p e a r a n c e

HEIGHT: 6'3''
WEIGHT: 180 lbs
BODY TYPE: muscular
HAIR COLOR: bronze
HAIR STYLE: short, spiked up
EYE COLOR: blue
PIERCINGS: n/a
TATTOOS: memorial cross tattoo
PLAY BY: Jensen Ackles

[/size]

and drank the poison from the lake
` ` p e r s o n a l i t y

LIKES: both genders, sex, quidditch
DISLIKES: liars, two-faced people, emo kids
STRENGTHS: athletics, physical strength, intelligent
WEAKNESSES: expression emotions, fiery temper, past memories
HABITS/QUIRKS: playing with fire, cracking his fingers, firing off sarcastic remarks
FEARS: Orion

PERSONALITY:

Scorpio's are arguably the most straight-shooting direct of all the zodiacs, and being a Scorpio himself, James is a very direct and blunt person. He may keep his emotions inside most of the time, but if he doesn't like something about you, or if you're annoying him to no end, he'll tell you straight forward. You can either hate that or love that about him. If he's saying it to you, most likely, you wont like it. But, imagine if your enemy irritating James, and told your enemy exactly what he thought of him. You'd love it, wouldn't you? Directness is just that kind of trait. You love him or you hate him. James is very intense in that way, and in a way that you'd only get to see if you were alone with him, if you catch my drift. Yeah, I knew you were fantasizing. Which brings me to his next trait. James can be very arrogant and sure of himself. He loves to get under peoples skin, especially if he isn't fond of the person. Say there's a girl that finds him completely annoying, and it probably will happen, she may be rolling her eyes at him, or giving him a dirty look. Since he's so smug, he'd just look at her and make kissy lips at her, and probably throw in a wink, grin, then walk away. That's just how he is. Again, love him or hate him. He may be kind of smug sometimes, but he is very intuitive. Both book-wise and common sense wise. Even though he's rough around the edges, James has an impressive body of knowledge. He blames his adoptive parents. His mother used to read him the dictionary and would make him do jumbo crossword puzzles with her. Even though he got into trouble a lot as a child and teenager, James was incredibly bright, and was no idiot when it came to relationships and life. He knew how to get what he wanted, and he often used his looks or a bit of manipulation. He was good at it. These days, he doesn't really have the will to manipulate anyone. James can be very complex and difficult. He keeps everything in, and some days he' can be the most quiet person around and then the next day he can be the most hyper thing you've ever seen. That happened back in school when he was in drama. He used to sing and act in plays all the time. He was quiet off stage, but when he was on stage, he was lively and outgoing, and could deliver a punchline or a high note with ease.

He's quite a funny guy. It's very dry humor, though. Picture Bea Arthur (r.i.p., bea) in a teenage male form. He's like that. He delivers the most sarcastic, yet painfully serious, comment with perfect timing, whether you want to hear it or not. He doesn't really mean to be funny, actually, his sarcasm comes naturally and most times, it cracks people up. For instance, one time this girl who completely annoyed James, came up to him and told him all about her sexual escapade the night before. Well, just imagine how much James cared. "It was a feeling as if I was a virgin", she told him. James had rolled his eyes, drawing a comic strip. He could resist saying something sarcastic, but he had a totally serious look on his face. Then, he told her "you mean, the feeling didn't last long..." The girl had been surprised at him, and asked if he was accusing her of losing her virginity at an early age. Then, he told her "i'm just saying that you're lucky that jack and jill magazine didn't have a gossip column" Of course, he was implying that she lost her virginity while she was still quite a toddler. This shocked her, but she pushed it away, but that would never work. She then told him she thought they were meant to be together. Annoyed completely with her now, he decided that he needed to get her to leave as soon as possible. So, in reply, he told her "I wish I could say the same for your thighs" This made the girls eyes totally bug out. She told him that she simply would not stand for that! One last comment would do it, James knew it. So, he replied "but I bet you'll lay down for it". The girl screamed and ran off back into the high school. Yes, he was quite a pistol, and is to this day. He can seem kind of bitter at times in his humor, but that's just Jamie. He was determined to get that girl to buzz off, and it's that determination that sets him apart from everyone else. He's a very determined soul, in both will and mental determination. You could say he has a laser beam mental focus. When he focuses on one thing, he sticks to it until he's accomplished whatever it is he's hoping to accomplish. He'll do anything he can to get what he's after, and sometimes that means hurting the people you love, but he believes it's a sacrifice you have to make sometimes. James is incredibly serious at times, and painfully truthful. Don't ask James if you don't want to know the unvarnished truth. There's no sugar-coating whatsoever here, even if the truth is not pretty. He can sometimes be very critical, and it hurts people at times, and then he has to muster up an apology. He doesn't mean to do it, that's just his nature. He blames his demonic father. From the stories he'd heard, his father Orion was a cold man. However, by the same token, when James gives you a compliment, it's not as a condescending gesture, but rather a straight-out, honest assessment that you can indeed be proud of.

Although James generally performs well in social and work situations, he is most comfortable either alone or with the small circle of family and friends he is closest to. James is fiercely self-reliant and will almost never seek out the advice of others, preferring to look to himself for his answers. He doesn't ask for help because he doesn't like the feeling of being in debt to someone. Like many Scorpio's, James has penetrating eyes. He can make anyone tell the truth with them. They are a penetrating icy blue, and nobody ever knows what's behind those icy orbs. f you have found a romantic partner in James, you have a fiercely private, deeply feeling partner indeed. You may have to get used to the fact that you will never know everything about him, but rest assured that if he feels a strong connection to you, he will let you know what you need to know. Indeed, if he didn't feel a strong connection to you, you wouldn't even be around! James is very loyal and expects the same from you. He is a highly intuitive individual, and will likely instinctively know what you need and want - a very good trait to have in a partner. However, his intuition will also pick up on imperfections in the relationship, so don't be surprised if he zeros in and starts asking probing questions if you are trying to hide something from him. You'd better be very careful if you plan to surprise him with a birthday party, eh? So, let's get to the most dominating trait within James Phoenix eyes. His temper. Man, does he have a temper. It can be quite a horrible temper. He can, a lot of the time, keep his anger inside, but a lot of the time he just cant. When he's severely angry, his eyes start to water and a strip of red form around the outline of his eyes. The power of fire rises within him and often, fire will appear in his hands. His demonic blood definitely plays a part in his temper, which is why he makes fire. He is a pyro, so that makes for a fiery temper. Let's just say that you should run if you provoke him. So, to wrap this up, James is quiet, smart, sarcastic, creative (he writes and draws comics), temperamental, intuitive, and ambitious.

i've fallen down, but never give up

[/font]
` ` h i s t o r y[/center]

MOTHER: Charlotte Anne Spencer - 37 - deceased
FATHER: Orion Fenice Fiamma - Demon - 200
SIBLINGS: n/a
OTHER FAMILY: Jericho Lee Phoenix - 40 - Adoptive Father
Marie Lynn Phoenix - 38 - Adoptive Mother - Deceased

HISTORY:

November 11th. Seventeen years ago. That's when James' story starts. The location is Paris, France; in the largest hospital in the city. A blond woman had just survived nineteen hours of labor. In her arms was a little baby boy, whom she named James Orion Spencer, his first name inspired by his grandfather and his last name inspired by the family name. The woman who'd brought James into this world was named Charlotte Spencer. As for the father, he wasn't at the birth, he only showed up during the conceiving nine months before. He was an emotionless demon-blooded man named Orion. His last name was unknown to everyone, and he was several hundred years old. He passed his demonic blood down to James, but thankfully he had magical blood passed down to him as well, so he wasn't a full demon, just a third (he was half demon until he became a werewolf) demon, and had the power to create fire using the warmth and dryness in the air. Anyway, Charlotte delievered her son by herself, with the aid of a doctor. There were no family to witness the birth, or no father or friends. Charlotte was in it alone, especially since after the demon Orion seduced her, he left her the bed, inside a large inn and was never heard from again. So, it was quite true in saying that James was a demon love child. It sounded bad, but it was true. The father seduced the mother, and made his way out of town. Nine months later, Charlotte was giving birth to a baby boy with the iciest blue eyes you've ever seen.

Being only nineteen, Charlotte did not have the means to support herself and a child at the same time. She was only in France for a vacation with her art history class for a few weeks. They came to Paris to look at the various masterpieces for inspiration. They were going to make a collage and a scrapbook of their trip. Being an art major, Charlotte decided to go along, and that's where she met Orion, and had the one night stand with the greek devonaire demon. After resting up in the hospital for only a day, Charlotte took her son home with her, to the hotel where her and her classmates were staying. Of course, nobody knew about the baby. Charlotte was kind of distant, so nobody noticed her strange behavior, or her baby crying in the room. Only her best friend, Gabriella, knew about it. There was a little french/greek/canadian baby in the hotel room and only one teenager to take care of him. She knew she couldn't do it. So, Charlotte decided that she would drop him off at an adoption agency, otherwise a orphanage, on her way back home. She lived in Ontario, Canada with her family, near the college she attended. You may wonder how he could be french if his mother lived in Canada. Well, as you know, a lot of Canada used to be under french rule. Well, the part of Ontario he'd come from had a lot of french people living there, and his mother and her family was french. His father had been born in Greece, so he was part Greek as well. Anyhow, Charlotte knew she couldn't keep James, even though she'd grown quite attatched to him. Even though she had to give him up, she also wanted to be able to visit him. So, after another two weeks of being in France, Charlotte and her class flew back to Woodstalk, Ontario. She couldn't let her family know what had happened, in fear of what they would say. She didn't want to disappoint them, so she dropped him off at the Woodstalk Orphanage. She eventually went back home after she'd dropped him off, but often visited the little baby at St. Mary's Orphanage. Over the visits, she'd got to know her baby a long time. But on her last visit, a young married couple had James in their arms, having just filled out adoption papers. They were going to be the new parents of James, and his new name would be James Orion Phoenix. On that last day she'd see her son, she gave him a gift, a golden watch that she'd spent all her money on. She gave it to the couple, telling them to give it to James on his sixteenth birthday. It had a moving picture that had Charlotte and a newborn James in it, waving. Once you flipped the golden lid open, you could see the picture, like the inside of a pocket watch. That was the last time he'd ever see his mother, and he wouldn't even remember the day.

Marie and Jericho Phoenix were the two that adopted James, and gave him their last name. They were Americans on vacation in Canada for the weekend. They lived in a middle-class neighborhood in Chicago, Illinois. Marie was a fashion designer in Chicago, and ran her own boutique, and his father was a business man, who worked at a law firm. Though, on the weekends, Jericho participating in boxing matches. For the most part, he was a boxing coach, but he sometimes participated in the fights. The couple tried their hardest to give their adoptive son the best life they could, and they did a great job. Sure, he wasn't rich and could't have anything he wanted, but he had a good life, and mroe than enough to get by. His life was pretty perfect. He'd learned about his magical powers, started practicing, and was eventually ready to attend a magical school, and get out of middle school. He was thirteen years old, and ready to take on the world, but he soon came to find that his life could change in a blink of an eye. The weekend after James' thirteenth birthday, his mother told him she'd be home for his big party. He'd just gotten his presents on his birthday, but had a large party on the weekend. Marie was at a fashion show in Milan, where her dresses and lingerie would be on display. She was on a plane, headed back to Chicago, when she called her son to say she was coming home. James was excited to see her, after the long two weeks his mother had been gone. Unfortunately, she never made it to the party. The fuel gage on the plane was reading wrong, and it ran out of gas while it was in the air. The plane crashed in a small town in Ohio, on a valley. She was only about an hour or so away from Chicago, but she never made it home. After her death, both James and Jericho were never the same. Jericho gradually became an alcoholic, drinking whenever he had the chance. Dont mix this up with some sob story, sure he was an alcohol, but he'd never hit his son in his life. James had to help him a lot though, mostly when it was time for bed. He'd have to help his father in the room. He loved his father a lot, and his father returned the love. But after a couple years of being a hopeless alcoholic, James just quite caring whether his father went to bed or not. As far as he was concerned, he could just pass out on the couch. He cared for his father, but he couldn't take care of him his whole life. He was a teenager now, and had a life, he couldn't stop it just because his father drank his troubles away. It wasn't long before James got mixed in with the wrong crowd. Without his fathers guidance or wisdom, the boy started smoking and drinking, still underage at the age of fifteen. During his early teenage years, he'd gotten into more trouble than anyone he'd known. He hung out with the worst crowd, smoked cigarettes all the time, stole, cheated, and did everything that went against everything he was taught. After his first time in jail, after shoplifting, his father took him home and finally talked to him, after being a drunk so long, it surprised James how Jericho sat him down and straightened him out. They both vowed that they would clean themselves off. Jericho focused on his job once more, coaching his boxing team once more. James focused more on his schoolwork than on fighting and stealing with the hoodlums that he called friends. It was too late to permanently repent for his past deeds.

After he turned sixteen, his father gave him the golden watch that his maternal mother gave to him the last time they met. His father spent that whole day telling him about that day, and all about his mother and what happened. Surprisingly, he didn't have any ill feelings toward his mother. Actually, he hoped to find her, but came to find that she'd passed on. His father had eventually killed her. The reason was unknown to both Jericho and James, but they had their own beliefs. James personally believed that he killed her because he was a monster, and because she gave up his child, whom Orion hoped to train as a demon. It might be off, but that was his theory. On that same day, Jericho gave him a golden ring with engraved flames on it. Knowing of the pyro power that James held inside him, Jericho and Marie bought the ring from a magical jewlery dealer for James for his thirteenth birthday, but he never got it because of the accident. His father had recently found it and gave it to him. So, to commemorate his two mothers and his father, he wore the ring and the watch on the same arm, his right arm. He was left handed, so it only seemed right to wear both on his right hand. After he turned sixteen, James and Jericho had both cleaned up, and in the process of cleansing, James met his first girlfriend, Alexandria, whom he nicknamed Lexi. They were a strong couple all through high school, and even though they only lasted one year, they were convinced they were soulmates. They had many good times, but it would all come to a large crash one night when they were both seventeen. They had been in the forest, which lay in James' backyard. They'd made love in the forest, like they often did. She'd told him the news that she was pregnant, but he or Lexi would never get to see the baby. This was because his father caught up with him in that forest. He escaped with his life, but Lexi wasn't so lucky. She'd been burned alive by his demonic father. They had the funeral the next day, and he still has her ashes, along with a memorial cross tattoo. From that moment on, James closed himself off from other people. He put a single red rose on her casket before she was lowered, and that was the last time he'd see the girl, before he started dreaming about her. After that, he decided he was going away. He was going to his original home, France. He would finally attend a magical school. He needed to move on, and he had a chance.

create what was left behind, it was you

[/font]
` ` t h e f u n s t u f f[/center]

HAVE YOU READ THE RULES: yes
SECRET WORD: mallypwnsyou
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: this is from another site as a werewolf:

Why did he do it? Why? He couldn't understand why. The air was crisp and breezy as James stood in front of a casket. Today was the day of the services and funeral of his beloved Alexandria. They were doing it all at the graveyard in one day. James reached out, his palm pressing against the sleek black coffin. This was still so unreal to him. Yesterday, he had been kissing this girl, and just last night he'd made love to her, and today, she was gone. With labored breathing, James put his whole left hand against the rather cold steel coffin. As soon as his fingertips touched the surface, flashbacks of the night before played forward in his mind. Why did he have to be reminded?

It was about eleven at night. James and Alexandria were putting their clothes back on after a romantic night. Just as James saw the moon, he could feel himself starting to change. "GO GET MY DAD! RUN LEXI!", James yelled. Lexi nodded in both fear and detemination, giving him one last kiss on the lips, a kiss that lasted a good minute. James watched her run through the woods, closing his eyes blue eyes. Usually, he didn't complain about being a werewolf. The perks were great, but the full moons were a curse, unless he had the potions that his father made. Having been a potions major at Salem Academy, an american magical school, he made a great wolfsbane potion that actually reversed the transformation process. But then there were potions that just let him stay in his right mind while he was a wolf. They were miracles. James looked at the moon, screaming as he started to turn, his scream starting to turn into a howl as he changed into his wolf form, his clothes tattered and on the ground. So much for putting them back on. This was bad, she hadn't come back with the cure in time. He was a wolf now, and there was no stopping him. The wolf started running through the forest, tracking the blood of Alexandria. James wasn't in his right mind--he was a savage beast, and didn't know Alexandria from a piece of steak tenderloin. Just as he turned the corner of the woods, Alexandria came running at him with the cure. "I'M COMING, JAMES!", Alexandria screamed at the top of her lungs, her medium-toned voice straining as she shouted. She ran towards him, and James ran toward her, with one objective--tear her apart. Alexandria ran right into the wolfs arms, stabbing him with the cure. But by that time, the wolf had ripped into her neck. The wolf looked down to find a needle in his stomach. He pulled it out and dropped it, slowly turning back into his human form, looking down at the beautiful girl. Her eyes looked up at him, as green as could be, an almost emerald color as the light started to leave her. James held her in one arm, her body arched back, her long wavy brown hair hanging over his hand. "I love you, James.", she told him before going limp in his arms. James looked at her, tears filling his eyes. "N-No..NO!", James started in a low voice, screaming by the end. He just held her there, biting his lip as tears ran down his face. "I-Im sorry..Im so sorry." He just stood there with her in his arms, holding her close, his hand through her hair.

James opened his eyes, looking at the casket, opening it with the same look he had when he found her in his arms, limp. She was so beautiful, even in death. She had her favorite dress on, compliments of James. He'd planned everything. Both her parents had died and she lived in an apartment alone, so nobody would have given her a service if James hadn't known her. "I'm so sorry, Lexi. I love you.", James told the porcelain skinned seventeen year old. A single tear dropped from both of his eyes, rolling down his flesh. "This isn't goodbye. I'll see you again...", he told her with a forced smile, placing a single red rose in her cold hand. James closed his eyes and nodded in disbelief, closing the casket, watching them lower it into the ground. "Are you okay, son?" A handsome man with shoulder-length brown hair, which was wrapped in a pony tail, came up to James with a sympathetic expression. "No...No Im not okay.", James looked at the male, whom he called his father, even though he was his adoptive father. "I can't stay here. Im going to France, dad. I'm gonna give that magic school a shot.", he told him, looking between him and the gravestone he'd ordered for his love. "I understand, I'll help you pack, Jamie." How many times did he have to tell his father not to call him that? James nodded to his father and looked at the gravestone, which read Alexandria Lyra Pierrez, loving daughter and girlfriend. Under that, it read you were loved tremendously, rest in peace. James nodded at the gravestone, exhaling deeply before turning to his father. "I'm ready.", he told him and sighed heavily, walking to the car, never turning back. One stop to get packed, and then he was out of here. He had to move on.

please put the final nail in this coffin
` ` r o l l t h e c r e d i t s

this application was made by HM HAWKINS of BEYONDtheHOURGLASS. Beyond the Hourglass yrics are © I Am Ghost. If you steal, I'll send flying ninja monkeys to pelt banana blades at you! kthxbai.

[THE SORTING HAT]

application accepted!
YOU WILL EXCEL IN...SLYTHERIN!

your application has been accepted! congrats, and welcome to slytherin! please make sure to claim your celebrity, and apply for a dorm if you desire. thanks for applying and enjoy your time at BEYONDtheHOURGLASS!