Alias / Codename: Harbinger
Real Name: Jensen MacLeod
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 9”
Weight: 165 lbs
Eyes / Iris Ice chip blue
Hair Color: Raven Black
Place of Birth: Los Angalas, California
Age: 21
Citizenship: US/Irish citizenship
Occupation: Stuntman
Education Level: High School
Languages Spoken: English/ Irish Gaelic

Theme Songs:
The Who - Behind Blue Eyes (Rock cover by Violet Orlandi) ft... my DAD! https://youtu.be/msS2AON0xlg

SHEL - Enter Sandman (Official Video) https://youtu.be/HdPeHTdrBYQ

KOBRA AND THE LOTUS - I AM I AM  https://youtu.be/l_OM17E_DZA

J Frank Wilson and the Cavaliers - Last Kiss https://youtu.be/bh4se9YMV3A

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HOBBIES and INTERESTS - Fast Cars/Motorcycles, Martial Arts, Sword Fighting, Horse Riding, Gymnastics, Parkour, and Playing Guitar.

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MUNDANE APPEARANCE - Standing in at five foot nine inches tall. Jensen's slender frame is deceiving for there is an ocean of muscles beneath its sleek athletic frame. That has a habit of putting people on edge. There is something about him that makes him somewhat of a beast of a man. But the only trace of it can be seen in his eyes. He has the body of a man who uses it constantly and well, every move an example of a panther ready to strike. One can tell by the way he carries himself that he is a bit of a snake in the grass.

His short raven black hair is a sight to behold. As it looks as if he had just been in a fight with a wind storm and lost. But woven into his hair is a single braid running down his left cheek. It is clear to anyone who gives it more than a second glance that it is not his hair. His eyes are his most striking feature as they look to be two gleaming blue ice chips. When looking into his eyes it is like looking into two frozen ponds with deep rich crystalline blues piercing your very soul. His face is fair yet there is an animalistic and dark beauty to it. It is magnetic and frightening all at once. He holds a quiet mystique, his presence almost palpable, drawing others to him, almost commanding their attention.
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SUPERHERO APPEARANCE - Jensen is known for dressing in a set of skin-tight pair of black jeans and a blood-red tee shirt. With a leather biker's jacket and ankle-length biker boots in his mundane form. That he keeps in immaculate shape.  But once the spirit of the Dullahan takes hold. He reaches up and rips his head off his shoulders with a sticking pop. As the head lifts up out of his hands and begins to float it ignites in a nimbus of purple flames. As the fire burns and scorches away his flesh leaving nothing more than an intricately carved skull.

His once pristine leather jacket and gloves begin to smolder and char into a smoking set of clothing. His pristine black jeans look as if they have been ripped and torn from him being dragged along a gravel road. And his once ankle-high boots snake up his legs to mid-calf sporting chains and skulls.
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PERSONALITY - Jensen is a very strong-willed and passionate person. In some ways, he is as unpredictable as a yin-yang and can be both caring and vengeful at the same time.  For those, he cares about he would walk right into the depth of hell itself to save them. But if you had stabbed him in the back it is best they stay behind those gates than him get a hold of them.

His ideals are: getting justice for those who can not get it for themselves. Are fairness for all those involved, and taking revenge against those who prey on the weak and helpless. And most importantly he will do anything to protect his family (both birth family and found family).

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BACKGROUND - Jensen was not your normal twenty-one-year-old. Being from a family of stuntmen. He had spent much of his youth learning the trade for his father and grandfather. He had already been in five movies by his twenty-first birthday. And was now one of the lead stuntmen for the up-and-coming remake of the Fast and the Furious.

To celebrate the job he had decided it was time to pop the question to his elementary school sweetheart. He was going to take her to her favorite restaurant the Landmark Tavern. And then down the coast of L.A. to their secret hideaway. But they never made it that far.

On that night his life would change forever. They were pushed off the road into a tree. Heather went flying through the window and landed away from the car.  She lay there in a crumped heap breathing her last breaths. Still stunned by the accident he was in shock that he had even survived it. For a tree leam ad sliced threw the windshield destroying the airbag and coming within inches of his throat.

Pulling himself free of the wreck he inched his way over to Heather. Lifting her into his arms. He could feel her life slipping away as he held her there. tears streaming down his face. Leaning down he brushed her silken red hair away from her bloody face and kissed her full red lips there last time. Then an ominous wind picked up and a low howl as if someone was moaning caught his attention.

Looking up within the gnarled craked bark of the tree was a skull with glowing purple eyes. Staring right at him as if it was becoming him to it. Like a cat, his curiosity got the better of him broken and in pain. He pushed himself to stand and made his way over to the tree. Looking at the severed head that had made its way into its trunk. Without thinking he placed his hand on the skull and it crumbled to ash in his fingers. But not before a wave of purple fire washed over Jensen's body in the blink of an eye. As a cold voice rang in his ears. " I'm free, Now you are the new Dullahan. "
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