✧ THE BASICS,

ALIASES. Captain Jack, Face of Boe, was my past and will somehow become my future too.

AGE. Well, over 200 years...long long story, but I really look good don't I? I say maybe looking late 20's early 30's...

SPECIES. Human...who just happens to be immortal

DOB. Was born before 5094, but the month and day are unknown, honestly who cares not me.

SEXUALITY. Yes...I mean everyone...I mean hi, Jack Harkness

TIME OF ORIGIN. 51st Century...yeah I'm straight from the future!

PLACE/PLANET OF ORIGIN. Boeshane Peninsula, Unknown Colony Planet...its been a while okay.

OCCUPATION. Ex. Time Agent...don't want to talk about it, Torchwood 3 Leader...best team, just saying.

APPEARANCE. I'm 6'0" and well toned with some amazing fair skin, brown hair, and blue eyes. I love my features their quit refined with striking edges, just look at this bod, I can do a turn about if you'd like. I tend to often wear button up shirts, nice pants with a belt and suspenders, boots, and military grade trench...never go anywhere without that trench. I do have a vortex manipulator butttt... The Doctor always has to go and ruin the fun by making it inoperable. Sometimes I can also have a sonic blaster on hand, but that's for really tight situations, which reminds me...oh never mind you probably don't want to know where I hide some things haha!

FACE CLAIM. John Barrowman


✧ THE DEPTH,

PERSONALITY. Soooo...if I had to describe my personality I would have to say I am the guy who's adventurous, bold, and maybe just this side of cocky. I will admit, before I met the Doctor, I was a reckless pain, and did a lot of things with the time agency I see now I should heartedly regret. Through the Doctor I learned to care and to be loyal to those that really mean something to you. I will uncomfortably admit that I had quite a bit of baggage that comes with me. becoming immortal can really put a dampener on ones mood and outlook. However, I've had time and space, literally, to hash things out.

Do I possibly have still a tiny grudge against the Doctor for leaving me behind on Satilite 5...eh yeah maybe. But do I hate the Doctor...no. In fact, like many of the other companions that have ever come across the Doctor, I must say that even I think...no believe, even I have had some at least minor smitten feelings for them. What can I say, the Doctor attracts danger like a magnet and sometimes that danger and adventure can be kind of a turn on. But never in a million will that ever be outright admitted. Instead I do what I have always done and just kept seeking love where I can get it. Ianto, secretly has been a bit of a target for attention after all. I'm a huge flirt what can I say. Love is love, no matter what form it comes it. I'm from the 51st Century things are different then!

I really don't like talking about past things though. The past just needs to say there, in the past. My life was not an easy one, so naturally growing up, becoming a time agent, and then an immortal...has I would say left me with some heavy feelings I find hard to explain to those that I don't know, and even to those I do. I tend to keep a lot to myself, and yeah that can be a problem, but what else is new. I may not say everything, but if you know me, and know me well, you'll know there isn't always a need to know the demons in your closet to understand.

BIOGRAPHY.

I was born on a colony planet in the 51st century and grew up on the Boeshane Peninsula with my family. I wasn't always Jack Harkness though, no I was born Javic Piotr Thane. I know not as snazzy as Jack Harkness right? Well let me tell you a bit how I got there, to that name that is. First off, I guess that means I have to spill my feelings about what happened early on in life. I was a normal child like any other, well as best as one could be on a colony world. I loved my family and I idolized my father and cared about my brother Gray. It's strange though, how all of that, could just one day be taken away from you. I sure didn't, but I learned quickly on that day, the day my life was taken from me.

I lost both my brother, and my father. Year's later I knew I would try and push all those happy memories away so I didn't have to think about them and the pain they caused, but then while it was still fresh I felt like the universe had imploded on me. I wanted to fight the creatures that took my brother and killed my father, but all I was left with was nothing but regrets and guilt. Eventually, I joined the Time Agency and became the "poster boy" for them...better often known as the Face of Boe because of course I was one of the only people from the Peninsula.

I will say, my time with the agency was a wild one. Did a lot of things that I probably now should look back upon and really regret having probably done, but oh well right? Right. Anyway, I did agency work for a while, even had a partner named John Hart. Our connection to each other was unique to say the least, haha. Not gonna lie we had quite a relationship. However, that all came to an end eventually when I learned a truth that turned me livid to the core. Two years of my life had become erased. So what did I do, I left the Time Agency of course1 From then on I struck out on my own, becoming a time con artist. It was pretty lucrative, at least that was until the Blitz...

Yeah, that's when my life changed. That's when i first met the titular time lord himself...The Doctor. Got to say at first he was such a prick I thought. So uptight that one. I swore he could have probably produce diamonds out that tight backside of his, and I thought I had problems. Anyway, needless to say, he got to me. That and his companion...Rose. She was such a cheeky and feisty gal. Honestly, between us it really was more her than leather with big ears that got me to change heart. She got me to believe in The Doctors cause. Which I guess was enough for me, because there I was, a Chula ship and a bomb away from death, before I got picked up. Granted it was my fault I got into that position in the first place. Howe was I supposed to know there was nanogenes in the space ambulance I was trying to hustle. Either way it all turned out.

So after that, I traveled, with Rose and The Doctor. It's crazy, but I started to feel like I could care about something again, about someone. Running with the Doctor was like a rush that you just didn't want to come down from. It was amazing, and we did so many things. I even started to put the Time Agency and my revenge for it behind me. I thought it would never end...but, well wishful thinking right?

It all came crashing down for me eventually. Didn't know when it would happen, but yeah...I should have seen it coming really. There we were on Satellite 5. We were doing our best to deal with the problem that was going on, just like every other adventure we went on. It figured, it had to be Daleks. One of the worst groups of beings in the universe, who'd of thought. Anyway, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. So, there I was being hero and ended up buying The Doctor and Rose time. That's when it happened. A Dalek, a freaking trash can with lights and sticks for arms shot and killed me.

Oh you think that's the end of the story? Haha, yeah no. Keep listening. So yes, I died, I died and then...I didn't. I was alive somehow. How, I don't know. But there I was, on Satellite 5...alone. No more Doctor, no more Rose, no more Daleks either. And definitely no answers. Of course at first I had to reason that The Doctor and Rose left was because they thought I was dead. Later I'd find out otherwise. Hence a certain grudge I'd gain, but until then there was more desire to find him and get answers.

Eventually after a slight miscalculation and a time jump later into the past with a faulty vortex manipulator I found myself having to live practically a century of life or more. No big, I was immortal now after all. Couldn't die couldn't really age either. Guess there was sort of a golden light to the hell I supposed. In any case, I found myself getting involved with Torchwood. Not that at first that I really wanted to, but there I was. Late 1800's and I was helping them find and collect anything alien possible. it really wasn't work to be proud of really. I just did what I was told. I also had to be careful not to run into myself in the 1940's and also try not to disrupt any of the Doctors incarnations previous after the 1960's until I reached the one I had to get back to. Good thing I kept close to the rift, because I knew that it was a fuel stop for the Doctor, at least the one I knew.

I did some things then that I regret and knew deep down it would come back to haunt me...like the 456. That was meant to stay buried forever. But then when does anything stay buried right. Eventually there was a part of me that started to give up inside. Ever finding the Doctor that is. I could just never seem to catch him. Plus I hadn't realized he'd changed faces. It hadn't been until I received The Doctors hand while running Torchwood 3 that I found there might have been some hope. Yeah I started running the facility after everyone on my team, including our leader at that time, died. Bad accident. We dealt with things that really shouldn't probably have been, but we were Torchwood. And I was going to reform it.

And that's where I ended up closer in current day. I ran Hub 3 with my team Gwen, Owen, Tosh, and Ianto. Oh Ianto...eh hem...sorry. He's just, yeah that's a story for another time. Anyway, I worked with them and originally Suzie before the gauntlet we'd been trying to work with consumed her, poor woman, I do feel bad that something like that happened to her. But Gwen ended up making up for that though by stepping up. I did eventually meet back up with the Doctor. We ended up facing off with his old nemesis The Master. That's a year I wish I could forget, believe me. I still want to punch him in the...sorry got a bit carried away there. You know what I mean. But I realized my team was more important to me than ever and Earth needed someone to protect it when The Doctor wasn't around to. It was sad to learn though at that point Rose was in another universe, but at least she was alive. I did see him again when the Earth got moved, that was a trip and a half for sure. But it was also exciting to have done one more adventure with the Doctor, and of course all the other companion friends he had. I was even happy to see Rose one last time. Such fonder memories.

Unfortunately as things all go. Torchwood didn't have a great standing for keeping its members alive. Eventually I lost more than I'd like to mention. Owen and Tosh...then Ianto with the thing I wish hadn't come back from my past, the 456. I did become mortal too at one point, yeah Miracle Day they called it. After all that I decided it was best to stop trying to do Torchwood, and allowed Rhys and Gwen to live their life with their child. Leave nothing for the fact that I also lost my family during the 456 fiasco. Tough break...so I left Earth, there was nothing left as far as I knew there. If was needed, really badly, sure I'd probably go back in a heartbeat, but I felt it was better to just get out of there for a while. And basically that's my life.

OTHER/MEDICAL INFORMATION. Does not being able to die ever count?...Yeah seriously that's a really tiring pain in the ass some days.

SAMPLE.

Why, why did it have to be him? Why did it have to be there? And for the love of everything, why couldn't The Doctor themself just come and take care of it?! Little, The Doctor said. Not a problem, The Doctor said. Should be quick to take care of, The Doctor said. Right...

It wasn't little, that was a lie. The thing was massive! Like more than twenty feet long and definitely nearly could take up the roundness of the sewers. And it was sure not easy! But of course The Doctors excuse after popping by through Cardiff and not really stopping to help, was because the thing actually had managed to lock on to The Doctors TARDIS while in flight in the time vortex and was feeding on its energy output, apparently draining the TARDIS from the inside out like a fanged creaturessucking juice out of a fruit or prey. So leave it up to Jack of course to clean up The Doctors problem. Thanks a lot.

It wasn't like he didn't already have enough problems with dealing with drift coming through the rift. No, The Doctor had to go and bring more problems to the table. Even though originally the intention was for a fuel up. But the Doctor claimed they'd be just a call away if he needed any external support somehow. External support his sweet captain as-

A roar came down one of the dark lit passage ways. Jacks eyes flit in the direction the sound was coming from. He supposed he could be thankful the Doctor was even able to manage a blast from his TARDIS that shook the creature loose, shocking it enough to force it to back off temporarily in flee. Naturally, somehow the sewers always seem to be the best and first place to go. Wouldn't be Jack's pick but oh well, it was what it was. But now it was going to become an endangerment on possibly at minimum the power grid, maybe unaware humans, and at worst, start consuming energies off the rift, causing it to power flux the thing and possibly draw more trouble into Cardiff. No, it had to be taken care of...somehow.

But how to contain a giant snake alien that looks like something straight out of Harry Potter? Jack didn't really have much for good answers except a good couple high dose tranquilizers and a very, very big cage that he hoped the team would swing by soon. If he got out of this one in one piece without dying two or three times first and coming back, The Doctor was going to owe him one...big time.

"Did I say I love my job..." his head turns again as he hears the sound had moved. "I beginning to think I should revoke that statement."


✧ THE PLAYER,

OOC NAME. Artemis

AGE. 36

PREFERRED PRONOUNS. She/Her

TIMEZONE. Mountain

METHOD OF CONTACT. Discord - Artemis Darkangel#9590