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Jackson Timmons, a.k.a. Knives. He has lived on the streets for as long as he can remember and seen more things then he'd care to remember. That's how things are with everyone these days, isn't it? That bein said, he isn't much different than any other young punk. The lines of right and wrong blur slightly once you focus on the greater goal of survival.But, a love of music keeps him from totally losin his good sense. Early on up till now he would bide his time in the alleys or an abandoned building and called an old run down hotel nicked "Da Palace" his home. Dispite his freindly manners however, he has few close friends. The first of them being knuckles and Trigger, whom he has known for the past 4 years. He knew quickly the bound between them but was totally unaware that it would be their blood. A year ago they each came to the realization that they were each Garou. The friendship between the three of them strengthened and they banded together even more, forming a "pack" in which he became Alpha. Not one for titles, he never really indulged in the idea and only took it to meanin he'd do his best to make sure the rest didn't get killed. Perhaps he should have worried about himself more as it seems his efforts have gotten himself blown the hell up... |
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