Jacob was one of those spoiled rich kids that just turn out bad. Whoever said you can't spoil a good baby never tried to raise a son of The Handsome Monkey King in an atomsphere of affluence and indulgence, especially under the nose of a man who thought the boy was his sole heir and proudest achievement.
Many of the people who were a part of the disaster movie that his upbringing could best be described as say that Jacob fell in with a bad crowd. It would be more accurate to say that he made one from the materials available, cultivating the least desirable traits in his peers into well calibrated machinery for mischief and mayhem whose legality began to wane inversely to the group's fortunes. School was a breeze, college was a joke, and somewhere along the way the young troublemaker ran afoul of genuinely bad men. He learned a lot, and they learned not to underestimate him.
He was a gangster before he was old enough to drink, not as young as most newcomers to the life but twice as zealous. By the time he was installed in a job at one of his father's offices he was dipping his fingers into a lot of different pies both legal and not, indulging a nascent desire to…mess with stuff. The world was wet clay and he fancied he could shape it however he wanted.
He found himself afflicted by the inexplicable tendency to err on the side of the underdog. His machinations were largely directed toward taking shots at the 'big dogs' as if by extension he could punish his adopted father for…whatever. Logic wasn't really factoring into it at first, and introspection had never been his strong suit. If his ambitions had been really grand he'd've probably been humbled rather quickly. What he did succeed in was drawing the attention of his real father.
One day he walked into his office and found a man in his chair, whittling away at a peach pit and getting shavings everywhere. After a few threats, jibes, and a little bit of violence that cost Jacob a tooth and took him down a couple dozen pegs, the pair reached an understanding. Jacob would do some growing up and focus a little more on doing some good, and the Monkey King would show him how to really mess with stuff.
Being more or less convinced that he's the only one who can see the bigger picture, Jacob has very little patience with other people. Because he hasn't quite outgrown the misconception that the world revolves around him, he doesn't waste much time with etiquette, and so everyone around him knows just how little patience he really has. He lacks a filter between his brain and his mouth and tempts fate and consequence with a boldness that only gets worse as the two forces fail to humble him. The only thing keeping his attitude in check is a self-awareness that makes him his own worst critic. Fortunately it does a very good job.
Unlike his father, he isn't motivated by mischief, but by a deeply seated anger whose cause he still can't identify. He talks his way through life like a condescending stand-up comic on speed. Nothing is sacred. He mitigates his outrageous behavior by being an equal opportunity offender. If someone is really listening they'll hear that he's lampooning himself as much as anyone, and that his more outlandish traits, the vanity and the crudeness he cultivates, are affectations that help him to remain underestimated.
He didn't know he wanted to help people less fortunate than himself until he discovered it by accident, and while he's still withholding a final opinion on the matter it hasn't escaped his notice that he no longer questions the meaning of life. Living to prove that he doesn't have to be /nice/ to be /good/, Jacob keeps the world at arm's length, ostensibly to better regard it objectively and see what needs to be changed to improve it. He's a little arrogant, to say the least.
Those who've suffered him with enough grace to be considered friends have an ally who would gleefully maim, torture, or otherwise destroy anything that hurt them, as well as a generous share of his wealth, time, and attention. They're the ones who get to see who he really is: a work in progress whose end result even he can't predict.
Events Thus Far
|Strength 2||Charisma 3||Perception 4|
|Dexterity 5||Manipulation 3||Intelligence 3|
|Stamina 2||Appearance 3||Wits 4|
|Academics 1||Athletics 5||Awareness 4|
|Brawll 2||Command 3||Fortitude 2|
|Investigation 2||Larceny 5||Marksmanship 5|
|Melee 2||Occult 2||Politics 1|
|Presence 3||Stealth 2||Survival 2|
|Engraved Peach Pit 2|
|Eye Of The Storm, Chaos 1||Hornet's Nest, Chaos 2||Five-Cycle Augmentation, Taiyi 1|
|Yin-Yang Destruction, Taiyi 2||Blessing of Bravery, War 1||Battle Cry, War 2|
|Body Armor||Monkey In The Middle||Opening Salvo|
|Parallel Attention||Predatory Focus||Roll With It|
|Self Healing||Untouchable Opponent|
|Strength 0||Charisma 0||Perception 2|
|Dexterity 2||Manipulation 0||Intelligence|
|Stamina 2||Appearance 0||Wits 2|
|Duty 1||Harmony 3||Intellect 1|
|Legend 3||Legend Points 9|
|Wounds 0 0 0||Willpower 7|
|Health -0 -1 -1 -2 -2 -4 I D|
Jacob's only tangible gift from his father is a carving of a monkey etched from the pit of the first peach of immortality the Handsome Monkey King ever stole from the Jade Emperor's garden. It hangs on a cord around his neck despite having spent its first two days in his possession in a trash can.