CETACEO, Jonah Richard

[JONAH CETACEO]

...Jonah Richard Cetaceo*
*Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay, calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, what's this roaring sound, whooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And what's this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! That's it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!
*dies**

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...basics*

name
Jonah Richard Cetaceo
nickname
Jonie, Tanya calls him JR
age
23
gender
Male
grade
Adult
hometown
Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada
sexuality
Homosexual
personification
The Terrible Dogfish
status
Dormant
face claim
Xavier Samuel

...appearance*

hair color
Messy, thick, honey, brown. He does little but give it a wash and run his fingers through it. And that, he believes, is a great extended effort.
eye color
Nearly black, and seems penetrating due to the fact that he's near sighted and has to stare hard at something to really get a good look at it. It includes people.
build
He's not ripped, but he has a nice body. Slender muscles built by a fast metabolism.
height
5' 10½" (1.79 m)
clothing style
Flannels or long sleeve shirts and jeans. Grudgy hipster.
distinctive traits
He's a sloucher and his arms are always covered, no matter how hot it is.

...personal*

personality
Cranky? Only in the morning. Before lunch. All day Tuesday and most of Sunday. Leap years. At high altitudes and low barometric pressures. Okay, okay. He's a moody one. You could try to cheer him up, but he occasionally has the most annoying habit of twisting a compliment into a death sentence. Given the right state of mind, every innocent comment can be a back-handed cutter waiting to be discovered. Got to love that creativity! He's prone to bouts of melancholy and depression, often locking himself in his room until Tanya comes to drag him out of bed and make him take a shower. He's lazy, and will do the very bare minimum to get by, with the exception of of things he likes. Like his band The Coalition Modest. That one is effort worthy.

Some psychiatrists would call his behavior assertive and applaud his ability to let it all out. Most, however, would argue that it's great when you can let the world know how you feel, but how about exercising a little self control? When he's in the mood to please, Jonah can win friends and influence people with the best of them. One thing that can be said about him is what you see is what you get. Though he is creativity sensitive, you'd be failing at everything to call him mysterious. He's as enigmatic as a giant, pissed off, whale in your living room. But in the rare moments when you're in the mood to socialize, he'll embrace the remaining friends he has with smiles and hugs. But when all is not going Jonah's way, any friendly inquiries will be returned with snorts and glares.

But in between vitriolic flares of temper, he's a devoted friend and lover. In many ways, Jonah's contradictory: He's a compassionate misanthrope, and a romantic cynic. He likes to make big, showy displays of affection when they're least expected and he'll break a leg organizing a surprise party for your friend, making sure it's absolutely perfect down to the flavor of cake. Though, keep in mind, he doesn't like a bunch of attention for doing things for his friends. He'd much prefer to quietly observe them being happy than be in the midst of it all. Despite being a performer on stage, in what he calls 'real life' he loathes being the center of attention.

He's a party boy, between drinking, pills, and smack. Often he needs to be told when to cut out, though he'll rarely listen. It's fine to escape once in a while, but when he wakes up in the morning with a splitting headache, vaguely recalling a nightmare in which llama chased him around the club with a knife shouting "Engage", he's going to have to face reality. He'll go out kicking and screaming, but he'll straighten out for a day or two- sometimes even a week- before returning to his unhealthy debaucherous ways. Most of those sober days will have to be spent doing what normal people here on planet earth call "stuff". Luckily Tanya is around to remind him what stuff he's forgetting about. Like paying bills lately? Though, that's hardly a priorities, and he goes medieval with some candles once in a while.

His need for illusions in his sort of tragic life manifests itself in a love of the arts. Music especially, though he's a fan of other people's rendition of various arts? His emotional nature is a great source of inspiration but unfortunately it takes organizational skills to get a project moving. Therefore, he has about twenty songs at a time unfinished, and most doomed to be forgotten. Though, he figures, if it was really important, he'd remember.
past
Jonah Richard Cetaceo was named after a father he would never know, and that he would grow up to hate. His Mother is Anabela Cetaceo, who worked at as a waitress in a diner on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls. Even as an infant, Jonah seemed to have a chip on his shoulder. From the moment he was brought home Jonah was either sleeping or screaming, as he was a colicky child. They weren't tears of distress, but of anger. As if he was offended by being born in the circumstances that he was brought into. And, in a way, he very much was. His Father was a married New York lawyer, named Jonah Richards, who had gone up to Niagara Falls on a business retreat. While there, he wooed the romantic Anabela, and promptly bed her. Giving her a fake number, he left back for New York, leaving behind little Jonah to stew in her tummy for the next seven months. He was born, two months premature, with a mighty scream and a frail body.

Despite her child being so colicky and sour, Anabela loved him as a Mother should. He ran her ragged, especially when he began walking and started to show off a more destructive side, but she loved Jonah a great deal. Deciding he needed to be around other children, Anabela arranged a play date between Jonah and her bosses young daughter Tanya. Jonah was not a social creature, content to sit amongst his usually broken toys. Tanya attempted to initiate play, only to be scowled at. Rather than take offense, she threw marbles at him for the next hour and a half. They had been best friends ever sense.

When school began, Jonie's life didn't ease. He wanted to be involved in sports, but the asthma (that came as a result of his premature birth) prevented him from doing so. Strong smells, rapid mood shifts, too much exercise were all things that could send him into an episode. It made him the subject of ridicule, and he could only sit in festering humiliation with all the Valentine's that read 'U LEAVE ME BREATHLESS' that he got. His energy levels not matching his physical capabilities, Jonah began to act out. He was disruptive and rude, and though he would sometimes try, it was difficult for him to pay attention in class.

School was hard on him, home was hard on him. His only friend was Tanya, and he often wondered if that was merely out of habit. As puberty set in, he went from surly child to surly youth, and trouble seemed to follow him. A guy tells him to watch it, Jonah beat their face in. A teacher reprimanded him on his poor grades, a desk gets flipped over. His temper was constantly getting him into trouble. Even worse than his anger was his staggering bouts of depression. Anabela always tried to support her son, but often had to call in Tanya to assist.

It was during one of these talks between friends that Jonah complained he hadn't even had a girlfriend yet. In an almost blase manner, Tanya offered, if he found her likable enough. As she was the only person he found likable, Jonah agreed.

So the two began dating. They made out, as couples do, yet Jonah never really had the desire to take it further. Of course, this struck him as odd, as he knew many other boys his age were ONLY thinking about getting laid. Being a literal creature, who preferred to use instructions instead of winging it, Jonah decided to do a quick study of porn. After all, he wasn't about to ask his Mother or teachers, and if he asked Tanya she might think he might want too. But as he watched, the more he noticed that he wasn't really looking at the girls. Dread set in him.

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!

Jonah would not be gay! He refused, utterly refused! Promptly he shut down his computer and rode his bike as fast as he could to Tanya's, on the brink of an asthma attack as he got to her door. After a tall glass of water and a breather, Jonah proclaimed he wanted to have sex. Tanya, though a little caught off guard, agreed and lead the way to her bedroom. He had not thought right then. Awkwardly they sat in her room, listening to music, before Tanya suggested they undress. Jonah agreed, and they both did, and he took a moment to look at her. She was pretty, he always knew that. Even her form wasn't bad to look at, it just wasn't... good. All he could really think was that he could never eat tacos again. When it began after a horrifically slow start, it was over rather quick, and both laid in the bed fairly disturbed.

And then she said it. "So, you're gay huh?" He cried, pretty hard, and she comforted him kindly and promised to still be his girlfriend so that no one found out. He was grateful.

After Tanya knew, Jonah's temper seemed to have eased itself a little. He and Tanya started a band called The Modest Coalition, easing even more of his crazy mood swings, and even improving his asthma as he provided the vocals. They made plans to move to New York City, where he felt he could start being himself. Tanya often nagged him about coming out, at least to his Mother, but that advice he ignored.

New York meant freedom for Jonah, which was all that he wanted.
present
His search for freedom came with a price. Jonah, in his search for peace of mind between abandonment issues, anger issues, and sexuality issues, turned to drugs to quiet his restless mind. Downers are his choice drug, whether it be pills or booze or- preferably for the past year- heroin. He has made a few attempts to clean up, with the help of Tanya, but his will is weak, and the withdrawal is too much for him. He always ends up going back.

Jonah is currently living in New York City, just like he always dreamed he would. He works at The Fishbowl, as a bus boy, and has for the past done so for the past year and a half that he's been on staff. Sometimes he is also a waiter, but prefers the easy life of a busboy, where he doesn't have to deal with customers he doesn't like. He's grown more accepting about his personality, but keeps it quite. Jonah finds it to be a personal matter, and would rather it be kept that way. And he has a great detestation for flamboyance. Tanya is still his best friend, and he's still far too dependent on her, though things are far more kosher between them now that they don't have to kiss in the hallways for show. She's free to date, and so is he, though they do prefer to pre-approve each others people.
family
Anabela Cetaceo:: Mother. He's has a tenuous relationship with her. He's fiercely protective, but reluctantly so, and resents her for it greatly.
likes
1.) Swimming
2.) Video Games
3.) Singing
4.) Movies
5.) Salty food
6.) Baby Asprin
7.) Smack, Opium, or various pills. Only downers. He's been on uppers a few times, and he doesn't like it at all. He doesn't want to be up for days, he wants to sleep.
8.) Juice. Soda give him heartburn.
9.) Sushi. He can eat his weight in sushi.
10.) Goat Island
11.) Fabreeze
12.) Video Games
dislikes
1.) Fire
2.) Romance Movies. Because they're bull shit.
3.) Methadone. It's like drinking an RC when all you want is a Coca Cola.
4.) Children.
5.) His Mother
6.) His own pessimistic nature being proven right. Ever the fatalist, Jonie goes into a situation with the expectation that something awful is going to happen, but figuring there isn't a whole lot he can do about it and that he should just accept this as fact.
7.) Not know who his real Father is.
8.) The smell of smoke. He has bad asthma.
9.) Divulging too much about himself
10.) Vulnerability
other notes He has asthma. In fact, part of why he started singing was to strengthen his lungs. Coincidentally, he had a natural talent for it, and it helped his confidence a great deal to start being good at something. It was an escape.

...literature*

book title The Adventures of Pinocchio
backstory So the terrible dog fish is this big mo' fucking ass whale with a gazillion teeth and a tendency to eat everything it can. He eats Gepetto, he eats Pinnochio, and like the honey badger, he gives no fucks. Wanna know why, because he's a mo'fuckin whale. He's not evil, he's just an animal. They guys leave after Gepetto lived there for two years! YOU THINK THAT WHALE SAW A DIME OF RENT! NOT EVEN A DAMN KRILL! ASSHOLES! Anyway, that's the story of the whale. He's a big ass whale, who eats stuff.

...roleplayer*

name Molly!

[DANI]

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