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JACOB WICKLIFF CORLEONE
Jacob wasn't really one for religion, but that was likely because he didn't really understand it. He held an apathy towards it, having been around so many throughout his life. He'd moved so many times and had so many prominent figures and they'd all held different beliefs. Most of his family on his Babbo's side claimed to be Catholic but... well, he'd read some things about that and he wasn't sure how they could have so much faith in that when their entire livelihood went against it's teachings, at least from what Jacob had seen. It told you not to hurt people and especially not to kill them, but that wasn't how his family handled business. He assumed they only claimed it out of some sort of obligation or tradition but he couldn't really be sure. Then there was his Pa, Harrison, who'd taught him all sorts of Native American traditions and despised any sort of church due to the way he'd been treated when he was younger. Jacob didn't know the whole story, he'd been a lot younger when the man passed away and many of those months were spent with Harrison to sick to speak very much at all. Then he'd gone to Snowbound, where many of the residents believed in ancestors. Then there was the hallucination (as he liked to refer to it; he would never admit it was anything more than that) that told him everything was planned by being long before him and that his destiny was set in stone.
There were so many different ideas and Jacob thought that each had important ideas and lessons but he wasn't sure if any of them were true. Maybe he would decide on one someday but it just didn't seem all that important to him right now, if he was being entirely honest. He was alright with not knowing things and with living life in the dark. The hallucinations that sometimes spoke to him said that soon he'd have to move forward, that if he didn't take the first step towards whatever grand fate they thought he had, they would push him towards it. He told himself that it was all ridiculous and he had nothing to worry about. They were only figments of his imagination, they couldn't do anything to him and couldn't change the outcome of his life. If they could, surely they would've intervened at some point when all those terrible things were happening to him like when his Pa had got lung cancer or when he'd gotten trapped in the house fire or when his Ma died and he and Jersey had to move away. Surely they would have protected him from some of that if they really wanted the best for him.
However, Jacob could relate to the feeling of completely loneliness. He'd felt it on more than one occasion and it was far from pleasant. He'd felt it when he had to move away from his Babbo for the first time, pushed into a new city where he didn't know anyone and where he was alone aside from those that his Babbo had placed around him for protection and to help raise him. Over time, he'd gotten to know those people as his family. He'd picked up their accents, their languages, their behavior, their beliefs. He'd fought with them and laughed with them and cried with them. He loved them. There was no doubt in his mind about that. But then he had to leave again. It would be his third move and that was when he arrived in Snowbound. Initially, Jersey had gone with him but then his big brother had split off to go on his own and Jacob felt alone again. He was supposed to be surrounded by friends and family but things weren't the same without Jersey and the recent death of his Ma and Pa had been suffocating at the time. Finally, he'd met Pinch and a few months later he'd moved to Typhoon. Here, he had a family again. There was no longer a mother or father figure but there was his own family. There was Goldie, who he considered his daughter, and there was Pincher, who was obviously the man he was meant to marry, and there was Roxanne and Captainpaw and Keona and all the other wonderful people he'd gotten to know here. He knew he wasn't like a lot of them. He didn't have violent tendencies and he often avoided conflict unless someone he knew would get hurt if he didn't intervene. He was finally safe, though, and he finally had the family he'd always wanted. He finally had one gigantic family and he was even more happy than he ever could've dreamed he'd be. Things weren't perfect but what was here was his and he loved it.
He'd just been out on a walk when he noticed an odd scent in the air and went out of his way to look for it. He wanted to make sure everything was alright or that someone wasn't lost. He was one of the kinder members of Typhoon but most of them wouldn't take kindly to a stranger sitting in their territory and lighting a fire to cook a meal or something. It was better for them to meet Jacob before someone like Pincher or Caesar showed up. Jacob adored his soon to be husband but he had to admit the jaguar was known to be a little prone to violence. When he arrived, he saw a woman who looked vaguely familiar, though he wasn't sure if they'd met yet. She smelled of the Typhoon so she assumed she wasn't some kind of invader or outside. She had something burning in front of her and Jacob had no intentions of getting any closer to any sort of flame so he stayed where he was. He wasn't quite sure what she was doing and he debated whether or not he should disturb her. Was she lost? "Um, ma'm? I don' think we've met before, 'm Jacob, but, uh, are ya' alright? 'S there anythin' I can help ya' with?" the man asked, taking a few steps forward, his eyes flickering the burning incense before he stopped. This was close enough.
There were so many different ideas and Jacob thought that each had important ideas and lessons but he wasn't sure if any of them were true. Maybe he would decide on one someday but it just didn't seem all that important to him right now, if he was being entirely honest. He was alright with not knowing things and with living life in the dark. The hallucinations that sometimes spoke to him said that soon he'd have to move forward, that if he didn't take the first step towards whatever grand fate they thought he had, they would push him towards it. He told himself that it was all ridiculous and he had nothing to worry about. They were only figments of his imagination, they couldn't do anything to him and couldn't change the outcome of his life. If they could, surely they would've intervened at some point when all those terrible things were happening to him like when his Pa had got lung cancer or when he'd gotten trapped in the house fire or when his Ma died and he and Jersey had to move away. Surely they would have protected him from some of that if they really wanted the best for him.
However, Jacob could relate to the feeling of completely loneliness. He'd felt it on more than one occasion and it was far from pleasant. He'd felt it when he had to move away from his Babbo for the first time, pushed into a new city where he didn't know anyone and where he was alone aside from those that his Babbo had placed around him for protection and to help raise him. Over time, he'd gotten to know those people as his family. He'd picked up their accents, their languages, their behavior, their beliefs. He'd fought with them and laughed with them and cried with them. He loved them. There was no doubt in his mind about that. But then he had to leave again. It would be his third move and that was when he arrived in Snowbound. Initially, Jersey had gone with him but then his big brother had split off to go on his own and Jacob felt alone again. He was supposed to be surrounded by friends and family but things weren't the same without Jersey and the recent death of his Ma and Pa had been suffocating at the time. Finally, he'd met Pinch and a few months later he'd moved to Typhoon. Here, he had a family again. There was no longer a mother or father figure but there was his own family. There was Goldie, who he considered his daughter, and there was Pincher, who was obviously the man he was meant to marry, and there was Roxanne and Captainpaw and Keona and all the other wonderful people he'd gotten to know here. He knew he wasn't like a lot of them. He didn't have violent tendencies and he often avoided conflict unless someone he knew would get hurt if he didn't intervene. He was finally safe, though, and he finally had the family he'd always wanted. He finally had one gigantic family and he was even more happy than he ever could've dreamed he'd be. Things weren't perfect but what was here was his and he loved it.
He'd just been out on a walk when he noticed an odd scent in the air and went out of his way to look for it. He wanted to make sure everything was alright or that someone wasn't lost. He was one of the kinder members of Typhoon but most of them wouldn't take kindly to a stranger sitting in their territory and lighting a fire to cook a meal or something. It was better for them to meet Jacob before someone like Pincher or Caesar showed up. Jacob adored his soon to be husband but he had to admit the jaguar was known to be a little prone to violence. When he arrived, he saw a woman who looked vaguely familiar, though he wasn't sure if they'd met yet. She smelled of the Typhoon so she assumed she wasn't some kind of invader or outside. She had something burning in front of her and Jacob had no intentions of getting any closer to any sort of flame so he stayed where he was. He wasn't quite sure what she was doing and he debated whether or not he should disturb her. Was she lost? "Um, ma'm? I don' think we've met before, 'm Jacob, but, uh, are ya' alright? 'S there anythin' I can help ya' with?" the man asked, taking a few steps forward, his eyes flickering the burning incense before he stopped. This was close enough.
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