Injustice

Jamie Collins

Melbourne ☆ Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine ☆ Kirupachi

22 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Player:

Kirupachi

Play-by:

Cody Christian

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Jamie Devin Collins

Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine 0

22 year old Halfblood Human He/Him

Age: 22

Date of Birth: January 23rd, 1997

Birthplace: Melbourne, Australia

Year Level: 0

Occupation: Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine

Blood Status: Halfblood

Species: Human

Player: Kirupachi

Pronouns: He/Him

Patronus: Fox

Wand: English oak, unicorn hair, rigid flexibility, 9''

Play-by: Cody Christian

Education:

1st to 7th Year - Tallygarunga, Bourke House

Secrets

He actually detests being a 'living merch machine';
Sometimes gets the urge to just leave and travel the world, but would never do it because of what happened with his father;
Is pansexual, but is scared team management won't like knowing that;
Sometimes goes around town wearing his hoodie to avoid being recognized;
Cannot Apparate to save his life;
Has a needle phobia;
Despite his ladies man persona, he hasn't actually dated anyone in his life.

General Knowledge

One of the few people around whom actually owns a Firebolt;
Has a thing for bodybuilding, although not on a competition level;
Living with his twin sister in Melbourne, but goes to Narrie very frequently;
Doesn't seem to have too many actual friends, even within the team;
His Quidditch style makes it seem like he has a death wish.

Personality

Contrary to popular belief, Jamie isn't an irredeemable ladies man with a smack talking mean streak - that's just to sell merchandise, and it works. While he is playful and a bit of a jokester around his friends, he's actually a somewhat shy and quiet man around everybody else whom keeps to himself.

While easy to befriend, it actually takes a very long time to earn his trust due to past events in his life. He's not as bad as his sister in that endeavor, certainly, but one could argue he's not too far behind. That lack of trust also created a very closed off family mentality, meaning he tends to care for himself and them first, and everyone else comes after. He's sometimes mistaken as selfish for that.

He doesn't really like making enemies, able to keep his cool in most hostile situations, although saying the right couple things will make him snap and swing his fists at the provoker. He's particularly touchy whenever someone references his father in any way.

Jamie is very much a thrill seeker, and his dangerous (yet effective) tactics while playing Quidditch are a testament to that, and part of what he's known for. The adrenaline makes him feel like his survival matters, in sharp contrast to how he felt when his father left.

He's very private and resents the type of life his fame brought him, but his unwavering loyalty to his mother keeps him from throwing it all away and makes him give it his best. He's also very idealistic and a romantic, but he rarely gets to display those views at all due to his fractured upbringing and its consequences.

Appearance

Jamie is 185 cm tall, just above average for the country. His body is very athletic, muscular and well built from working out constantly for fun. He has dark brown hair and blue eyes, much like his twin sister. His hair is somewhat short, but he occasionally gels it upwards. He tends to keep a stubble, and grows a chin patch every now and then.

History

Jamie Devin and Alex Melody were born to a pureblood mother and a muggle father in Melbourne, Australia. Their mother had fallen madly in love with a cartoonist whom lived in the area, and wound up moving from Narrie to Melbourne because of it, leaving the rest of the family behind. It so happened that Jamie was born a wizard, and Alex a squib.

Their early childhood was fairly uneventful. His mother homeschooled him for the basics of wizardry rather than shipping him off to school so soon, while their father focused on Alex and her talent for gymnastics. All seemed well and good in their upbringing until the point when they were around eight years old - their father just decided to leave without so much of an explanation, breaking everyone to varying extremes.

Jamie thinks he got the least of it - he wasn't the man's lover, and Alex was far more attached to him. This was displayed over the course of their lifetimes, as Jamie managed to keep himself somewhat grounded while Alex rebelled and treaded the line between stupid and dangerous many times.

The family soon fell on hard times financially. They decided to send Jamie to Tally because it was a public school, and because his uncle's family lived nearby. His uncle became a father figure as he grew up attending that school, and his father's departure never had much time to set in and take over his mind in the first place.

Eventually the rest of the family moved back to Narrie - they hadn't sold their house and they needed support from the uncle's family, whom was glad to provide it. Alex had grown somewhat distant despite still befriending Jamie, perhaps out of jealousy for his powers and isolation. Despite all the issues between them, however, they remained the best of friends.

Jamie quickly figured out he wasn't cut out for academic work, having an extraordinarily hard time to keep up with anything that involved theory - Potions were by far his worst subject, and it threatened to hold him back in his education many times. Instead he excelled in combat magic, charms, and primarily: Quidditch.

Throughout his school career he became a fantastic Seeker for his house, even becoming the Captain of the team at one point. This unnatural talent didn't go unnoticed by Melbourne's local team either - he was recruited straight out of school to play in the big leagues, and his hard work paid off almost immediately.

A side talent was discovered, however - the man was very marketable. Building a bad boy, ladies man, faster than sound type of persona for the public, the team managed to churn out all sorts of merch. The fortune he made out of it made it possible to buy a Firebolt out of his own earnings at a young age, even before he was recruited by the Australian national team.

It's a recent promotion. Now, Jamie must figure out how to prove himself to all the doubters whom think he was handpicked precisely because of his merch selling talents. But he can't help but question the team's intentions himself, sometimes. Does he really belong?

Trophies and Medals

Posted December 2, 2018

Of course his rest day also had to be the roughest of the week. After collapsing at home at around 3 AM from the extreme training session he had endured, Jamie was woken up just a few hours later by a close friend and she nearly yelled his ear off during an extended discussion. After that, he had to clean the whole house since his sister had neglected to. When he was about to sleep, a frantic manager blew up his phone to demand why he had been spotted with a girl down at the park. It took him at least ten tries to get across the point of that girl being his sister, and so he wasn't in a breach of contract. That call had taken a solid 30 minutes.

At some point he just figured he wasn't getting any sleep anyway, so he decided to watch a movie and make some lunch. Noticing Alex wasn't coming home and wasn't responding to texts, he got mildly concerned and decided to visit their usual bar to see if she was hiding out there.

Bingo.

As he walked into his best friend's bar, he spotted his target seemingly out of it at their usual booth. She was hunched over the wooden table, face hidden in her arms as she apparently dozed off. There was an orange juice filled glass near her - and what an odd choice it was - that she hadn't touched. He slid into the booth and sat down in front of her, which elicited an unintelligible groan for a greeting.

"You didn't even bother coming home yesterday, did you?" He got a mild shake of the head as a response. After watching her for several seconds, he decided to take her beverage and sip it himself. Her head shot up in protest, revealing a copy of 'Designing Brand Identity: An Essential Guide for the Whole Branding Team' opened where her head once was.

"Hey! I was gonna drink that..." Even so, the usual spunk that accompanied Alex's attitude was mostly absent, and she didn't complain much further. Jamie, on the other hand, visibly winced upon seeing her face.

"What happened to you?" He spoke as he saw the bags under her eyes and the utter and complete exhaustion full on display in his twin sister's face. "You bombed your exam, didn't you?" He asked as her face landed once again on the book she was supposed to be studying. As it did so with a light thud, she raised one of her hands just enough to show him her middle finger. That got a good chuckle out of him, and he used his free hand to grasp hers and bring it back down to the table, mildly surprised at how quickly she gave that one up as well.

"Oh, man. I needed that." It was astonishing how Alex always managed to bring his spirits up, whether from hanging out together or at her own expense.

"...Not fair..." He heard a muffled mumble and shook his head, trying to contain his laughter to sip some more of the precious orange juice.