Jarvus Tiberius "J.T." Veltros (finished)

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Jarvus Tiberius Veltros


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- - Full name: "Name's Jarvus Tiberius Veltros, don't call me James"
- - Nick names:"Heh heh I've collected quite a few, many that aren't exactly well er suitable in taste if ya know what I mean. Some of the people in the CIA just call me Agent Veltros or just Veltros. Some of the more creative types have given me the nicknames Pyro and the technician. Some call me Grease Monkey. But my preferred name is J.T. if you don't mind. And by the way if you call me rat or mole or something like that I'll be quick to pop you one. Swamp Rat is the one I hate the most though."
- - Age:"Just turned 18."
- - Birthday:"Independence Day, July 4th 1994"
- - Hometown: "I came from Chicago's southside. The toughest of the tough, the badest of the bad. You can see why I left."
- - Current Location: "New York City baby!"
- - Member Group:"It's complicated but right now my loyalties lie with my dudes and dudettes in the Ex-CIA."
- - Sexuality: "Straight as a line bub, why you askin'? Girl got a crush on me or somethin'?"
- - Face Claim:Christopher/Chris Egan
- - Canon Or Original:Original

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- - Likes: Older movies, new movies, money, girls, more girls, even more money, cars, mechanics, more cars, motorcycles, a challenge, comedy, funny angry people, sarcasm, modest sarcasm, hacking, television, music, being lazy, making his own music on the computer, watching sports, playing sports, basketball, pool, pools, swimming, relaxation, pissing people off in humorous ways, jokes, pranks, chess, board games, being of higher intelligence (most of the time), kids, technology, an adrenaline rush, extreme sports, making nicknames for others, fire, explosives and , in his mind, 'harmless' criminal activity such as hacking or joy riding or grand theft auto. He is the Cubs number one fan. He also loves his Harley Davidson FL Hydra Glide Sport Solo and his DeLorean.
- - Dislikes: Bullies, people with no sense of humor, extreme violence, fighting unless its funny, arguing unless its funny, people with a bad sense of humor, rascists, ethnocentrics, being lied to, being called names he doesn't like such as mole, rat, swamp rat, etc, being called crazy, hot heads, cynical people, seriousness around him alot, having to choose sides, death, the CIA, Fordy or fordy's as he calls them, People with extreme morals, extremely ignorant or dumb people, stereotypes unless being used as a joke rather than actually believing them, tons of responsibility if he views the thing as important, commitment, being thought of as crazy and what he would consider dangerous and reckless criminal activity such as murder.
- - Goals: Find a way to not have to be involved with any of the three groups without feeling guilty or anything. Get a hot girl. Become rich. Own all of his favorite cars. Be able to stay connected with his family. Find his parents.
- - Fears: commitment, extreme responsibility if he views the things as important, losing those he cares about, never achieving his dreams, being forced to continue being part of the CIA, Fordy's or even the Ex-CIA. Being used as a weapon. Being a hostage.
- - Habits: He is a pyromaniach so it isn't uncommon for him to burn something. He also smokes though not crazily. He can also be a bit of a packrat and be messy. He also has a habit of pissing people off, being sarcastic and being a thorn in peoples side. He also has a habit of hacking into thigns even if for no real apparent reason. Just for the challenge. He also can pace back and forth or move back and forth/ twist in his twisting chair when thinking. He also can have trouble sitting still.
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J.T. is complicated. You cannot accurately describe him in one word other than complicated. Some people look at him and think he's just some crazy psychopath. Many people wouldn't pay the slightest bit of attention to him if he wasn't practically a genius with both connections and amazing hacking skills. He can be handful, but deep down he is caring. J.T. can be extremely obnoxious, sarcastic and rude to others, especially if they're not the brightest. He can be condescending and use a sarcastic modesty about somethings such as his hacking abilities. He is funny, irresponsible and can often not take things seriously. He also has a conflicted view of right and wrong as he sees absolutely nothing wrong with robbing ATM's or joy riding in a nice car. Needless to say if you stole his money or took his car he would have a huge problem with it though. He can often appear uncaring and not serious, but J.T. can be extremely caring and serious at times. He cares a lot for the safety of others, especially children even to the point that'd he'd throw a mission in order to help a child in danger. J.T. also hates violent arguing. He grew up with a lot of it around his house and it doesn't bring about the happiest of memories. Contradictorily, at the same time J.T. can often be argumentative. He lives a friendly debate as he calls them. He isn't afraid to show off his brains or his talents. J.T. is also a ladies man. He has great ambition and wishes to one day get a girl and fall in love and the whole nine. Unfortunately he is afraid of commitment. When things get serious with a girl he can often start thinking things through too much and be afraid of messing things up or ruining the relationship.

J.T. almost has split personalities. One moment he could be sitting there bored out of his mind or being extremely lazy, while the next moment he can be ready to go play a game of basketball or have a pool party. J.T., despite the fact he can be an obnoxious smart mouth, can be a lot of fun to be around. He enjoys a good party, loves sports and even enjys a good adrenaline rush. He has tried to not let the CIA change him the best he could. The main way he did this was through comedy. He tried to let things roll off his shoulders and be comedic about things as it's how he deals with things. J.T. also has trouble sitting still unless watching television. This is shown especially during breifings or long speeches in which he can't stand. J.T. also likes a good adrenaline rush and lets this out through extreme sports, especially extreme water sports, whenever he gets the chance. He can often be lazy opting to sit around and do nothing. On the other hand when he sets his mind to something there is practically nothing that can stop him. He is also a great mechanic and has an amazing work ethic when it comes to mechanics. He has a deep love for cars and motorcycles. He enjoys it because he can fix things unlike real life where he can't fix things and everything is more complicated. Deep down he has a compassionate and very soft, caring side, but he is afraid of showing it because he is afraid of getting hurt. He's been hurt before, he's been hurt his whole life and he doesn't want to feel that way again. He's seen what things are truly like out there since joining the CIA. He also deeply cares about his family and had unresolved feelings of guilt over his twin brothers supposed death.

J.T. also has a very nerdy side to him. He loves older movies like the first Star Wars trilogy and Independence Day as well as today's movies such as Zombieland and the Amazing Spider-man. He enjoys older music like The Beatles and Poison, while he can still rock out to Green Day, The Fray, Nickelback and Bon Jovi. He loves the old video games for NES, Genesis, SNES, etc as he grew up with them; however, he can best anyone in Call of Duty. J.T. also enjoys being a prick. He's the kind of guy to go online on Call of Duty go up next to his team and start shooting into the air to give away their position just to hear them yell and scream as he laughs. Of course, in real life he would never do something of the sort. Being that J.T. is more of a tech guy, he hasn't gone on as many missions as everyone else as he's very valuable. Despite that they sometimes need his explosives and technological genius on the field. He doesn't much like being on the field as extreme violence in real life a.k.a. being shot at and/or dying isn't his dream, goal or hobby. He can be a complete jerk at times and isn't very sensative when it comes to himself, but he'll jump to protect his family or his closest friends if something rather hurtful is said. J.T. is often laid-back and nonchalant with an I-don't-give-a-damn attitude. Although he can be bought, he cannot be bribed to betray his friends or obligations. He would never betray his friends for any sum; however, helping a criminal or cop or mobster, etc with reading an encripted file well that's another story. Despite the fact that he has morals they would seem extremely screwed up to someone in their right minds. J.T. also loves fire. He is a pyromaniach and anything from creating a small explosive to lighting a Big Gulp cup on fire and watching it melt excites him. He loves fireworks and the stars. He seems to know a lot about practically everything. He loves to read and has broadened his mind over the years in the CIA taking advantage of his position to learn anything he could from government secrets to pressure points.

Those closest to him have seen his compassionate side. How he loves kids and is amazing with them. To how he loves beauty. From a cute girls to Central Park to art he admires beauty greatly. They've seen how he can make other peoples problems his own and how he makes certain things personal. As if it were his own kid missing or his own father murdered. Every mission he goes on he has this false thought in his head that this might be his chance to meet his parents. To find out who they are or were. Despite the fact that he denies it, deep down J.T. really does want to meet his parents. He is extremely mad though he's good at hiding it. But he doesn't know or understant who to be angry at. He wants to be angry at the CIA for his childhood, but he doesn't know or think they knew anything about him. Needless to say he's illegally check every file in the CIA that could possibly have any reference to his parents but nothing has come up. He is angry at himself for what happened to his twin brother and he is angry at the CIA for turning him into a weapon and enslaving him. In truth sometimes he feels as if he's angry at the world. He's angry at his older brothers and sister for always refusing to tell him anything about his parents. Being part of the CIA though has taught him a thing or two though and one is how to hide his emotion and how to lie. Of course lying always came rather natural to him.

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- - Father: Unknown, Unknown, Unknown (I left this open as I wanted to ask for someone to play him.)
- - Mother: Unknown, Unknown, Unknown (I left this open as I wanted to ask for someone to play her.)
- - Siblings:
Jack Veltros, Early thirties (age up to who wishes to play him), Brother, Civilian/Unknown( Occupation up to whoever might want to play him.)
Kyle Veltros, mid-to-late twenties (up to whoever wishes to play him), Brother, Civilian or Ex-CIA/Unknown (Both occupation and member group up to who wishes to play him)
Layla Veltros, 21, Sister, Ex-CIA/mechanic
James "Jamie" Veltros, 18, Twin Brother, Civilian, previously CIA currently on the run/Unemployed (Believed dead by his family)
- - Other relationships: Many friends and enemies. Several criminal friends who he is connected to.
- - History:

J.T. doesn't know too much about his early childhood. He doesn't even remember his parents too much. His earliest memory was being pushed on a swing by his older brother Jack at the age of three. His parents had left their five children in the hands of the eldest early in J.T.'s life so he never quite got to know them being he doesn't even remember them. At an early age, J.T. showed an increased intellect. He was one of those genius babies you sometimes here about. He was learning advanced math and physics and other things at an early age, however, most of this was reading at the library due to the family being poor. They lived in Chicago's southside, a place that J.T. always had a distaste for. He lived the better areas of Chicago where he'd sometimes visit, but he always wanted to see other places. Growing up the famiyl struggled through extremely hard times bombarded with financial problems and trying to get by. Because they couldn't afford to put J.T. in daycare, his eldest brother would always bring him to work at the mechanics shop. J.T. quickly grew a love for mechanics that would always last. His room that he shared with his twin brother would be bombarded with pictures of cars plastered across the walls taken from the inside of magazines in the backs of stores where he would secretly make Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwhiches for meals in order to get by. At an early age J.T. grew a love for computers which fascinated him beyond belief. He spent countless hours in the library figuring out how they work be it from actually reading a book or looking it up on google and reading about it. He learned hacking online and it quickly became a favorite of his. He would even begin to hack into the school computer system and change the grades of the students on the report cards for money. By the age of seven, J.T. had developed a love for fire and burning things. Afterall there wasn't much a poor seven year old could do. They were just passing by with rent for the two room apartment and half the time they were stealing their meals. He would begin to look into bombs and other sorts of explosives such as the soda bomb. Many of the bombs could be made from everyday house materials. Of course they weren't the average home. He would steal certain things to make small home-made explosives for fun and so began his early stages of being a pyromaniach. At the age of thirteen, J.T. had saved up enough money from a paper route he had started and from hacking the school computer, to buy a laptop. A decision that would be bombarded with criticism even to this day. By the age of thirteen J.T. had been working already to help keep the family afloat. They stuck together like glue even if they often teased each other.

When J.T. was fourteen the family was on the verge of losing the apartment and the mechanics shop where he had been working at for some time now and J.T. did the unthinkable. Or at least what to his family was the unthinkable. He began hacking into ATM's and robbing them to help his family get by. He gave Southside's policing agency quiet a run for their money and it came to the point they needed FBI to help them. Things started getting serious and the Feds rooted him out. From there the family gathered up and went on their spree travelling across the country hiding out in motels and hotels and anywhere they could find as J.T. continued his crimes despite his families disapproval until he was finally caught by the CIA. In order to get his family out of going to jail for being accomplices to murder, J.T. joined their unit as they were overly impressed with his abilities. His twin and his sister were required to join as well, something he tried to get them out of but couldn't. He became practically enslaved to them. The job came with its perks but it also was restraining and he couldn't be as lazy as he would like. He constantly had to work on most missions as peoples tech lacky giving them valuable information from home and intercepting messages and breaking codes. Not everyone in the CIA knew about J.T.'s real name due to the scenario if one of the Fordy's got ahold of one of the CIA teens and they spilled the beans. When J.T. was fifteen he went on a secret mission with only one other to hack into a building and get in. The mission was top secret and they were to retrieve information from a rival spies computer to gain access to information they found out was on there though they didn't get everything. J.T. was captured while the other had been killed. The CIA didn't seem to be doing anything anytime soon and for two months he was tortured and drugged and put through immense pain, but he never gave anything away. Eventually, J.T. couldn't take it anymore so he was finally able to create a great plan. He had tried escape many a time but this time he wasn't sure about whether or not he'd escape. He was able to rig the place to explode when he was trying to escape or at least contact his fellow CIA comrades. Or so the Fordy's thought. J.T. had contacted his fellow CIA members telling them not to look for him anymore and not to bargain for him or come after him. J.T. would have a full two days until the place would blow along with many inside. Unfortunately the day of, Jamie, Layla and three other members of the CIA arrived on a rescue mission. J.T. was angry at them and informed them of the oncoming explosion. J.T., Layla and one other managed to escape along with a ton of intelligence, but Jamie and the other two CIA members wouldn't be so lucky.

J.T. was extremely guilty over the deaths and went into a long depression in which he began smoking. J.T. also became addicted to a certain drug that the Fordy's gave him during .his two months of torture. It was a dark time in his life that he highly and deeply regrets. He spent six months in rehab when he was sixteen before returning to find his sister had been kicked out of the CIA, something he would never forgive the CIA for. It was at this time that he also became a mole for the Ex-CIA whom his sister had joined as well. J.T. continued working for as a mechanic during his time there having started a resoration project on a Delorian as well as a Harley Davidson Hydra Glide Fl Sport Solo. His brothers and sisters also worked there and they developed quite a reputation even appearing in a few magazines for being voted the best shop in New York where he had been stationed the majority of the time. J.T. continued secretly working as a mole for the Ex-CIA though of course he also had to make himself convincing by giving the CIA some of the Ex-CIA's information time to time in order to make it believable. By the age of eighteen, J.T. had made quite a name for himself in the CIA as Agent Pyro or Pyro due to his use of explosives and his knowledge of disarming them. He even had began inventions that many other called crazy but they worked. Examples of this would be his Liquid Nitrogen bomb and gun. He utilized Liquid Nitrogens ability to freeze as a weapon. Neither was lethal but it could freeze like hell and was good if you wanted to capture someone but not hurt them. The liquid nitrogen bombs or Nitro Balls as he calls them were the size of ping pong balls and the guns themselves didn't look very distinctful from a regular handgun and they used a special smaller Nitro Ball as ammunition. He is highly honored though not very respected having been awarded various medals and what not, but due to his attitude wasn't respected for it by most.

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- - Your name: T.K.
- - Your age:Turning 19 in October
- - Best way to contact you:PM please
- - Password: adminedit
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J.T. couldn't feel his body, yet the excruciating pain told him that it was still there and he was still alive. Blood trickled down from a nasty cut under his eye and another river of blood was almost completely dried up on his lip reaching down to his chin. His face was bloodied and one eye was swollen shut. He wore nothing more than a ripped tank top drenched in his own sweat and blood from over a month of tortured and ripped, blood stained jeans. His hair was covered in filth and dirt resembling more of a greying brown than a dirty blonde that it naturally was. The slop of hair was unkempt and ruffled to an extreme as if bedheaded. But his bad hair day was the least of his problems. He could feel the cold metal shackles tight around his ankles above his bare and bloody cut up feet. His body was covered in a disgusting and nauseating mixture of dirt and his own blood and sweat. His normally deepset light blue eyes were darker and consisted of dark bags under his eyes. Pain surged through every inch of his body, but he had to keep going and he couldn't betray his family or his friends or the CIA. If he were to die he wouldn't have betraying the CIA on his soul. No. He couldn't betray any of it. He knew the chances, the dangers, consequences and everything else when he joined. He lifted his right arm and the shackle dragged loudly across the floor. He wiped the dirty sweat that was dripping from his forehead and cheeks before lifting his left hand up creating the same loud noise. He felt the six bullets in his hand as he rolled his fingers over them coming up with the upmost highest comments about idiots with a smirk. The last time the man had been in there he had his men give him a rather brutal beating and then proceeded to give him a lecture. Unfortunately for the man, J.T. had emptied his six round revolver during the last time he came in as he paced back and forth completely unaware of his surroundings.

J.T. looked around for a moment. The walls were a dark grey granite. It was rocky, hard and painful. Rubbing against such a wall could make you yell in agony. But J.T. was passed that by now. He had felt true pain. The real stuff. He knew what it's like to feel each and every bone in his body ripping into different directions. To be beaten to a near death state. He had been brutally tortured for two months now, but he was air-sealed shut. Just like the large cold metal door across from him. It was large and heavy made of a strong metal. It was a disturbing place indeed. he kind of place where you expect the walls would start caving in like the garbage disposal room in Star Wars IV A New Hope. He sincerely hated this place with every ounce of blood in his body. It was just so depressing, freaky and there was nothing to put on fire. Oh how he missed fire. He could swear he was going through some kind of cruel pyromaniac rehad. Sometimes his figners would twitch from not being around any technology for so long. He craved to smell the smoke rising into his nose from something, anything burning. J.T. couldn't stand the induced coldness either. Or the constant slinking of the chains. Oh and how could he fail to mention the loud, deafening sound that the door made whenever it was opened.

J.T. felt like being more of a thorn in the enemies side. He wanted to piss them off. To anger them beyond belief. He wanted to see their faces turn red and contort with anger. He wanted to know that he was causing them pain as they were doing to him. But what to do? Even when being constrained there were many things he could do to annoy them beyond compacity. Of course he was doing plenty of that by talking back, defying them, insulting them and countless other things. But there had to be more. More he could do. Besides making these Fordham's angry passed the time greatly. Not to mention it was a comic laugh inducer. All J.T. needed was a laugh track and a camera crew and he'd have a number one sitcom. Then it came to him. It would annoy them so much. Oh how pleasant an idea it was for him. He was giddy just thinking about it. He even doubted he'd be able to do it because he'd be laughing too hard. But he had to try. He couldn't let the Fordy's getn to him and the only thing keeping him even relatively sane as many could say he wasn't sane before being captured.

"I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long. Like a worn-out recording of a favorite song. So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed and in the personal coloumns there was this letter I read," J.T. obnoxiously scream sang, "If you like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain, if you'd like making love at midnight in the dunes on the cape. Then I'm the love that you've looked for write to me and escape," he continued while clapping to the beat as the chains slinked and slanked.

"Shut up half wit," a scream came from one of the guards outside.

"Love ya too buddy," he screamed back before continuing his song, "I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean, but me and my old lady have fallen into the same old dull routine. So I wrote to the paper. Took out a personal ad and though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad," he continued as screams and curses erupted outside, " Yes I like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. I'm not much into health food. I am into champagne. I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon and cut through all this red tape at a bar called O'Malley where we'll plan our escape," J.T. obnoxiously and annoying continued his song as the door began to open with it's loud clanking and J.T. began scream singing louder. The rush of their annoyance was making chuckles burst through at times in the song. The men began to appear their faces controted and red with anger, but J.T. continued his song even louder as if they hadn't came in or started yelling at him.

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