NAME. Jackson Visconti
AGE & BIRTH DATE. 26 & October 27th, 1996
GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him
SPECIES. Witch ( Spirit + Clairvoyance )
OCCUPATION. Journalist at Corinthian Column & Freelance Writer
FACE CLAIM. Max Minghella
( tw: suicide )Â Born 1996 in Point Pleasant, West Virginia. Jackson was the middle of five children in a familial coven of witches that had long practiced ancestral magic that was rooted to their home in the countryside. Their affinity for earth was well known in the supernatural community and made them successful in the agricultural field, generations of wealth accumulated more land and resources that built the family name into what it was in the twenty-first century: Visconti farms was synonymous with nearly every wholefoods or grocery supermarket across the nation with a wide range of produce and products that marked them as a staple.Â
The Visconti family was known for their ancestral power as mentalists, power over the mind was their trademark and while Jackson was not as powerful as his father or even some of his siblings, he was not exempt. A natural-born clairvoyant, the truth was also Jacksonâs burden to bare. He did not understand it at first, the inkling feeling he would get when he was listening to others but the witch came to understand that his sixth sense allowed him to gather insight from people, places, and things that other could not. A hunch that was always right. Jackson could inherently tell when he was being lied to, except in the case of his mother whose own magical heritage allowed protection over her mind,
Wealth and influence was Jacksonâs inheritance, but his father was never satisfied with what they had. His desire for expansion into spirits brought the family to Louisiana where they moved into the bourbon industry as well. Well established and connected already, they purchased a slew of smaller distilleries that were already native to the area and grew their power that much more. Only thirteen at the time, Jackson had to adjust to a new city, new friends, and an entirely new way of life. New Orleans was a hub of local culture, tourism, and opportunity. With a rich history that was deeply embedded within not just the people but the city itself. For a clairvoyant witch this was all both a blessing and a curse, it made the place loud, and at times disturbing. As he grew older he began to see through the cracks of his familyâs well-articulated image and began to seek less comfort in those he was raised with and instead looked for solace in those he had come to know.Â
Found friends could be family too, and there was kinship to in the spirits of the old that were trapped within the walls of the lands where they could never leave. Jackson had a long-standing affinity for earth and spent more time in his familyâs greenhouse than he ever did with classmates. That was of course until he met Casper, the man was a shifter whose family was not at all unlike his own in that they were well-versed with the supernatural world. The friendship was one of convenience as the boys were of the same age, grade, and social standing, but the validity of it transcended anything that their parents had conspired for them on their behalf. Jackson would tug Casper along whenever he visited graveyards or the rich swamps of Louisiana bayous.Â
Left alone for long periods of time as Jacksonâs parents traveled for work, the earth witch was a familiar sight among the Hahn family. His own siblings were content with being left to their own devices, naturally adapt and occasionally cruel - Jackson wanted for more. He found it with the Hahns, school nights, weekends, and even holidays where he wasnât pulled away for a Visconti function was spent with Casperâs family. The two were like brothers, the sort of brothers that Jackson had always wished that he had, instead of the pair of older and younger siblings who mocked Jacksonâs preference for plant life over people.Â
When the time came to decide where Jackson was going after High School, it seemed natural to follow Casper to California. There he studied literature with a major in journalism and thought to put his affinity for finding both prose and the truth to good use. While Casper seemed naturally attuned to the west coast lifestyle, Jackson was not so quick to acclimate. His friend wanted stardom and a place among Hollywoodâs elite⊠But Jackson just wanted to continue to hone his craft, and do what he could to uncover the truth. He wrote for the school paper and published a few articles before graduation, nothing groundbreaking; a scandal among the maintenance union, a secret cult within the fraternities, and a history of preference towards students whose parents made considerable donations to the campus. The fact that lies werenât well placed among him didnât make Jackson popular, nor did it really give him much interest in making friends outside of Casper. It wasnât that he flaunted his power, it was that the clairvoyant had no choice in it - he wished to be told a lie that he could believe. Instead his burden was the truth.Â
Graduation meant a release into adulthood and the independence from his parents that heâd longed for, no matter tuition held over his head, or bills that they paid on his behalf. He opted to move to New York and figured if there was anywhere that an up and coming journalist and aspiring writer could make it, it was there. From here he gave Casper a place to crash whenever the would-be Hollywood hero was ever in town, and from here Jackson wrote, his own dreams somewhere on the horizon. Drawn naturally towards the occult and towards horror, the underbelly nightlife was a natural fit for Jackson. Before long he picked up a tip from an officer of a string of suspicious suicides, men and women who were perfectly happy until they suddenly went downhill. Friends and family never understood why, but they were always seeing someone. The witch snooped around clubs and bars, all the hangouts that were localized to one specific New York borough, he relied on his power to try and find the person responsible but came up with nothing. One night he told his story to a handsome stranger, the guy bought him a few rounds and had a way of making Jackson feel at ease while most people had the opposite effect. One thing led to another and they ended up back at Jacksonâs flat, when he woke up the next morning the stranger was gone, and so was Jacksonâs magic right along with his soul.Â
It was his mother who told him what happened and filled him in on the incredibly rare but destructive power of an incubus. And it was she that also told him how to locate a cure, only a phoenix could restore a soul that had been taken by the cubi, and so using his familyâs connections he tracked one down to the place that Casper had been all but begging him to go to for months: Corinth Bay. Finding the phoenix was easy, convincing him to regenerate Jacksonâs soul was even easier, but what came after was never supposed to happen. Jacksonâs clairvoyance returned, but his connection to the earth did not - instead it was replaced by something else. Something dark. Left to figure out what this all meant, Jacksonâs family had no answers for him, but at least he had a place with Casper and the two were officially in Corinth together.Â
+ diligent, patient, curious
- aloof, secretive, withdrawn
PLAYED BY SHANE. EST. He/Him.
