BANKS, JESSE THOMAS

Full name:Jesse Thomas Banks III
Age and D.O.B.:19
Sexual orientation:Bisexual
Occupation:None
Member group: Port Community College Freshmen, Pre-Business

Face claim:Andrey Zakharov
Distinguishing features:Very muscular, has a tattoo of a star on his left forearm.

Likes: Partying, Sex, alcohol, cigarettes, working out, video games, control, math, money, power, mint gum, fast cars
Dislikes: Rules, his father, annoying people, not getting his way, getting busted, the family business, warm beer
Strengths: Power, Intelligence, Stubborn, Controlling
Weaknesses: Puts up a wall, scared of commitment,doesn't know when to stop talking, doesn't do well with authority
Fears: Never finding love, letting his Father down
Habits: Chain smokes, if he isn't smoking he's chewing mint gum, drinks daily, has a bracelet on his wrist that he fiddles with
Secrets: Didn't start partying till his mother died, very intelligent

Overall Personality:

COCKY:

Jesse is completely full of himself. He is the perfect body, the perfect mind. He's rich and holds awesome parties. He will always make sure he is the center of attention, and if he isn't then he has no problem picking a fight or showing off so all the attention is on him.

WEAK/SCARED:

He's a weak guy. On the outside he seems tough and like he has everything together..but he doesn't. His father is getting older and planning on retiring in the next five years, and it's completely up to Jesse to learn how to take over the business, which is now pushing a worth of 10 million dollars and 75,000 jobs across the world. The idea of failing straight up terrifies him.

GUARDED:

Jesse doesn't let people in, he doesn't have relationships..he has sex, it's just physical for him. He hasn't let anyone in since his mom died when he was 12. Although he doesn't let anyone in, that's all he wants. He wants to find that one person that can break down his walls.

MIND:

Jesse is a smart guy. He can do complicated math problems in his head, and has a fantastic memory that matches. When his mother was alive he applied himself, he was what people called a gifted child. But after she passed his life has just gone down hill. Becoming lazy and turning his life into one constant party.

PARTIER:

Sex. Cigarettes. Alcohol. Dancing. All nighters. Drama. Fights.

SWEET and CARING:

Once you break down the tall and thick wall that Jesse has built up around him he turns into the sweet little boy that he used to be. He wants to be able to crawl out of his shell and once again become a bubbly, kind, fun and loving guy like he used to be instead of being a raging drunk that prefers to have none to minimum personal relations.

Father:Jesse Thomas Banks II
Mother:Sara Anne Banks (dead)
Siblings:none
Other:Evelyn, Nanny and only caregiver after Mother passed
Pets:none

Overall History:

Growing up was a breeze for Jesse. He grew up getting everything that he wanted and was a star child. He was an amazing Baseball player and had a mind well beyond his years. He was on the right path. He enjoyed his life and looked forward to making his parents proud when it came to taking over the business and carrying on the Banks name. That all changed though when his mother committed suicide when he was 12. It changed his life forever. He felt as though it was his fault, he started stealing cigarettes and cigars from his farther, and when he was 14 he took his first drink, and since then he hasn't stopped.

After his mother passed Jesse was on the move. He went from boarding school to boarding school. When he wasn't in school he was cared for by a nanny, which he thought was ridiculous, he didn't need to be taken care of. He just wanted to be left alone. He was depressed, and needed to find happiness and joy in life. He needed to know it wasn't his fault that his mom killed herself.

To this day he still doesn't know what was so horrible in his mother's life that made him want to kill herself, he remembers the day clearly though, he has weekly nightmares about it. He had woken up in the middle of the night because he didn't feel well, so he walked into his parents bedroom and there was his mom, lying in bed with bottles and bottles of empty pill containers around her.

Jesse barely passed high school, most people think he passed because his Father paid off his teachers, bur in reality he just used his brain. He never did homework or projects, but he always got A's on the tests and papers.

After Jesse graduated he just got in his car and started driving, he needed to get away from everything, although he didn't think his partying lifestyle would stop, he hoped that maybe there was something here in New Port that would help him, help him turn into a civilized man again, turn into the son his mother would want.

“Bye.” He sighed as he put the cigarette back in between his lips and his the end button on his iPhone. He hated the weekly check-ins with his Father. It made him feel like he was still a young teenager that needed to be taken care of, well, that wasn’t the case. All he needed from his father was money, he didn’t care about anything else.
He took a long drag, holding the sweet smoke in his mouth before exhaling it again. He looked around the room, it’d been a crazy weekend and his apartment was trashed. I need to hire a house keeper he thought to himself as he stood up. He walked into the kitchen, taking another drag from the poisonous stick as he reached it. He opened the fridge and pulled out the container of orange juice, taking a long gulp of it, straight out of the container.
Leaning against the counter he started to reflect on the conversation he had with his father. ”You need to stop parying, make your own money, get your degree, find a fucking women, and settle down. I know you’re young Jesse but you have an entire God damn business to take over. Get your act together.”
After taking a final drag from his cig he smashed it into the ash tray, letting several tears slip from the corners of his eyes. He could only be tough for so long, and everything was starting to add up. He was having a difficult time dealing with all the pressure that was being placed upon him. He knew that he wasn’t being productive, sex and partiing wouldn’t get him anywhere in life. ”But it blacks out the depression, guilt and stress.” He thought to himself.
He reached for the orange juice and filled a glass partially full, filling the rest of it with vodka.

oldie; central; 5 years; one