#jonah basilone.

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(Logan Lerman) THE CRESTFALLEN. Please welcome JONAH "GHOST" BASILONE (He/Him) to Huntsville, WV. They are a 32-year-old VISITOR who lives in THE COMMUNE. You may see them around working as a RANGER at EAST WATCH TOWER. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive.

GENERAL

FULL NAME: Jonah Adam Basilone NICKNAMES: Ghost, Basilone AGE: 32 years old DATE OF BIRTH: January 13th SEXUALITY: Questioning STATUS: Hunter

APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 5′ 10″ HAIR: Black EYE COLOR: Blue

BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: San Diego, California INCOME STATUS: Middle Class FATHER: Wade Basilone MOTHER: Dawn Basilone SIBLINGS: Twin Half-Siblings / Cousins (27) SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None HOBBIES: Carving, Writing, Sketching, Lockpick, Training

TRAITS

[+] perceptive, confident, skilled [-] distant, traumatized, intimidating

STORY POINTS

From the moment he was born, Jonah felt like a burden.

His mother was pregnant at 15 and his father had shipped out for the military at 17 when his mother (Jonah's grandmother), signed the special permission for him to join up.

Money had always been tight and Jonah very rarely saw his father. During this time, he spent a lot of time with his uncle (his Dad’s brother) …and so did his mother.

She had a set of twins. Turns out they were both his cousins and his half-siblings.

When his Dad finally found out, he dragged Jonah to California; away from his mother, uncle, and half-siblings, all to begin anew.

He learned to fend for himself since his father was still in the service and found creative ways to make money in the meantime.

Not all of them were moral but he acquired a lot of skills that would prove worthy later on.

To temper these bad habits, his Dad taught him a moral code, how to shoot and how to fight.

Some of the training was brutal but it helped him defend himself when his hobbies proved to be dangerous.

That was when Dad left for the last time on deployment and never came back.

At 14, he was shipped back to his mother (and his uncle) who had gotten married at this point and left him to feel like Cinderella—abandoned and uncared for.

Due to the lack of care and attention, he continued antics, frequently getting in trouble as a result.

When a recruiter approached him about joining up at 17, he forced his own mother to sign the papers and headed out.

He made it into the special forces fast, however, despite his superior skills, he was drummed out at 20 for not following orders that conflicted with his Dad's moral code.

Just after his 21st birthday, Jonah was invited to join a clandestine group of CIA-sponsored mercenary assassins that, (thanks to his military record), assured that his targets would all meet certain death.

Jonah spent 9 years with these military mercenaries, earning a reputation as a con artist, a thief, and a combat specialist for the sake of his country.

He fell in love with a target. Believed her story when she said she was framed. When she betrayed him and killed a comrade, he was forced to kill her too. It was devastating.

Just before he turned 30, he was released and returned to normal life... His life just wasn't really "normal" anymore.

He seeked purpose. That came as hired protection for someone he'd never even met.

His search for them led him to Huntsville and now, being stuck, he'd vowed to keep them safe at the very least.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

1. Coworkers

2. Friends & Bros

3. Hookups, FwBs

4. Other Assassins

5. Therapists (lol)

…More to come, I’m sure!

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Ghost furrowed his brows in concern at the flinch. He was extremely perceptive— almost to a fault— and a reaction like that was never something he liked to see.

His eyes softened, a smile appearing on his features. “Hey, it’s no one’s fault, just an accident but alright, sure, I’d really appreciate that ehm…” He paused, laughing a little. “What was your name, miss?”

"I'm so sorry," Lacy said miserably, staring at his wet shirt and hearing his sigh. It reminded her too much of another type of reaction she was used to, and as he reached for her, she flinched.

"I-I'm fine." She was horribly embarrassed. "Please let me clean it for you. It's really my fault." She had to make it up to him somehow.

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(Logan Lerman) THE CRESTFALLEN. Please welcome JONAH “GHOST” BASILONE (He/Him) to Huntsville, WV. They are a 32-year-old VISITOR who lives in THE COMMUNE. You may see them around working as a RANGER at EAST WATCH TOWER. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive. (i can explain…)

(Jennifer Garner) THE ROMANTIC. Please welcome ROSALIE COX (She/Her) to Huntsville, WV. They are a 52-year-old RESIDENT who lives in TOWN. You may see them around working as an ART TEACHER at MCVRIES THEATRE. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive. (…i cannot actually.)

WELCOME TO HUNTSVILLE, WV, jonah and rosalie. Please follow this checklist and submit your account within 48 hours. Do not stay out after dark, and beware the whispers calling you into the woods at dusk.

[gemfyre]

Wow, seriously EVERYONE is in Oz. I can't help but think that serving kebabs - i.e. chunks of meat on a pointy stick - is a wise choice to serve prisoners in maximum security.

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@curreres / closed starter / violet mcvries setting: leaving speed dating

When Jonah was finished with his last date, he immediately looked where he assumed Violet would be watching or waiting. When he found she wasn't there at all, he assumed she might have actually gone home with somebody else. But that was when he heard the commotion in the hall and saw her there with someone on the ground... Might as well wait it out, right? See if everything is okay?

He sat at one of the tables and drank his water until eventually, he saw her coming back. He offered a kind of wave then leaned back in his chair. "Hey, you looked like you had your hands full over there..." He said, smiling softly. "Wanted to make sure you were good first instead of just dipping."

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@oxtofmydcpth / closed starter / lynx setting: main street

Of all the people he could have encountered in this damn town, Ghost had not expected to run into Lynx. At the max, he had only been here for a few days, so when he noticed the other just standing there -- their promise immediately came to mind. Luckily, Lynx's back was turned and that gave Ghost the perfect opportunity to sneak up behind him, setting a knife to his throat. "Back up. Now." He pulled him off into the alley, keeping his weapon steady. "You made a huge fucking mistake being here, Lynx."

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@curreres / closed starter / carmen ayala setting: main street

Maybe he was just jumpy after all these years, but Ghost definitely felt someone's eyes on him. He was just taking in all the buildings, mapping them out in his head to stay familiar with his surroundings, but it was seriously bugging him. That was when he noticed the eyes belonged to Carmen and laughed a little to himself as he gave her a little wave and approached. "Good Lord, Santiago's little sis, as I live and breathe," he said, looking to pull her into his embrace. "How've you been, Kid?"

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@santiagoayala / closed starter / santiago ayala setting: the park

Ghost needed to relax. That was for sure. He had still been seeking out his charge and while this was technically a small town, there were still plenty of people to filter through. He stuck a cigarette between his lips and inhaled, leaning his head back against the shaded grass. However, just before he closed his eyes, he caught sight of an extremely familiar face and his eyes went wide instead. "Santiago? Fuck," he called, letting out a small chuckle. "Is that really you?"

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@ghostsbrokenbyfairytales / closed starter / jordan young setting: east watch tower

It was one of Ghost's first shifts. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting, but it certainly wasn't all these bright and happy energies. He sat by the window after one of their games and looked to Jordan, who seemed to share a similar energy to him. "Are they uh, always like this?"

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three playlists: jonah "ghost" basilone

NOBODY'S SOLDIER - HOZIER songs that remind me of him // (playlist)

I don't wanna Choose between being a salesman or a soldier Just let me look a little older, let me step a little bolder Choose between being a butcher or a pauper Honey, I'm taking no orders, I'm gonna be nobody's soldier

THE GHOST OF YOU - MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE songs that he would listen to // (playlist)

At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies At the end of the world or the last thing I see You are never coming home, never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me Never coming home, never coming home Could I? Should I? And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me If I fall

LOVE YOU MADLY - CAKE songs that remind me of his ship // (playlist)

I don't want to hold back I don't want to slip down I don't want to think back to the one thing that I know I should have done I don't want to doubt you Know everything about you I don't want to sit across the table from you wishing I could run I want to love you madly I want to love you now (I want to love you)

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Three More Characters: Ghost

Musical: Sweeney Todd - Sweeney Todd

Mythology: Prometheus - God of Fire

Shakespeare: Romeo - Romeo and Juliet

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Three Characters: Jonah Basilone

Leon Kennedy - Resident Evil

Percy Jackson - Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Donnie Darko - Donnie Darko

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@ofescapisms / closed starter / victoire dubois setting: the sasquatch

Ghost was honestly supposed to be working instead of drinking, but here he appeared anyway. It was a rough overnight shift and he just wanted to decompress some. So, he sipped on a whiskey, breathing in the smell of it while he nodded along to the music. Suddenly, a brunette sat next to him and he offered her a smile, tapping the bar top to get her attention. "Thank God you're here," he said, chuckling lightly. "I was afraid I was going to bore the bartenders to death with my silence."

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moodboard: jonah adam basilone

“I’m the best there is at what I do, but what I do best isn’t very nice.”

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Any relief that Jonah had that his charge wasn’t dead went right out the window with the attitude that was immediately thrown his way. He rubbed his temples. “Yeah, princess, I’m stalking you. That’s what I’m paid to do.” He sighed— he used to be an elite killing machine. Now this. “And look where that little party got you, huh? Fucking— Hell Town USA.” Which he was now also trapped in. Wonderful. “When you decided to up and disappear, they sent me to come find you and keep you safe… Considering the circumstances, they were right to hire me.”

who: ghost ( @thirtecnth )

"What the hell? Are you, like, stalking me now?" Leyla exclaimed, noticing Jonah for the first time since she'd arrived. "What the fuck are you doing here? Did my parents seriously send you after me? I was going to a party. I didn't even think they'd notice I was gone." She rolled her eyes.

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"It very much is so," Jonah replied, raising a brow right back at her. There was a slight smirk on his face that said otherwise; however, that was all fair game as far as he was concerned. He began to roll his eyes, but that second line of questioning made his eyes go wide for just a split second instead. "Jesus Christ," he said with a chuckle, his composure completely broken. "One of those two. I won't say which one. I like to keep you guessing."

"Oh, is that so?" Violet challenges with a raise of her brows. She doesn't question or point out the hand on the small of her back, mostly because she doesn't want him to pull away. It does make her feel oddly smug, though, and she can't quite place why. She tosses a look at him. "Innocent hanging out between friends, huh? What were you looking forward to doing then? Nails? Facials?"