Name: "Ah, a new patient are we?" He smiles warmly, fixing his glasses. "My name is Jaxson Holmes."

Age: "I am 25 years old."

Gender: He smiles kindly. "Whatever gender you think am." (Male.)

Species: "I am a human."

Sexuality: He blinks, surprised. "Well, I don't mind what gender actually."

Theme: (Song Roleplay)

Song: ("I see your true colours" Cover by Justin Timberlake and Anna Kendrick; from the movie "Trolls".)

Looks:

He tilts his head slightly. "Is there no picture?" He points at the picture. "Well, I have black hair that covers my right eye, which is dark purple like my left eye. I have slightly tanned skin, I'm skinny, yet well built and I stand at 6" 3. Oh, and I have black oval-shaped glasses that have a checker board design on the side."

Personality: "Well, my friends say I am the man to go to for help!" He scratches the back of his neck, smiling sweetly. (Pretty much, he is an amazing boy who just wants to help everyone he can. He is always thinking positively and has a bright, clever mind. Jaxson is quite the foodie, so he loves cooking food AND eating it, he is also someone who would gladly read a thick book all about the brain for a past time. There are times where he is serious, but he loves having fun as well. He hates seeing people upset, and sometimes blames himself if one of his friends, family members or patients are feeling upset. He is also very romantic...)

Likes: "I love anything and everything to do with food! I'm quite good at cooking actually. What else do I enjoy? Hm, I like reading, playing chess, knowing others are ok and happy... Oh yeah! I also like winter, especially reading in front of the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate!"

Dislikes: "I don't like people being upset, I don't like seeing others get hurt... Oh, and dogs kinda scare me..." He blushes, scratching the back of his neck.

Powers: "Hmmm... None!"

Family: "Well, I sometimes Skype my mum, step-dad and my two younger siblings, who are twins, Dylan and Dara. Otherwise, I kinda consider my friends as family."

(His younger siblings, Dylan and Dara.)

Backstory: "Hmm... When I was, maybe, 15, my mum and dad were having an argument and my dad was drunk that night, so..." He frowns, but continues. "So, he went to resolve the argument by hitting my mum, and, when I went out to stop it, he was about to sexually abuse her. So I got him away from my mum, called the police and they got him, taking him to their station..." He shivers suddenly. "I remember him cursing me and saying that he'll come after me and it still haunts my memories..." He then smiles, looking at you with warmth. "I also remember that when I called the police, I made up my mind to study the brain and become a psychologist."

Other: "Oh, I have a beautiful cat named Jasmine. Sometimes, I let her comfort my patients... And I am a psychologist, so enough about me." He clicks a pen, holding a clipboard. "How are you today?" He smiles kindly. (His office is opposite his apartment, so sometimes he walks into his apartment and brings some food he might of made and bring them for his patients.)

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Scenario (1) : You knew Jaxson from high school and college, but then your jobs separated you both. It has been five years since you have seen him and you are going to a psychologist. This psychologist only started four years ago and is already very popular, so you wanted to see if they could help you with your recent life problems.

You had already booked in, so when the receptionist saw you, she smiled sweetly and asked "Are you (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?" You nod and she goes to the office. You sit down in the waiting area, looking around as you wait.

After a minute, the receptionist comes back with a man with black hair, purple eyes and glasses. He looks at you, a bright, gentle smile on his face when he seems to recognise you... And you now recognise him, just by that smile...

WHAT DO YOU SAY/DO?

Scenario (2) : You went to visit your friend, Jaxson. At first, you thought he was in his office, which he wasn't. You knew he never took a day off from his office unless it was an emergency or he was too sick to come in, so you started to feel worried.

You quickly went to his apartment and knocked on the door. You heard slow, careful steps and the door slowly creaked open after three locks could be heard being unlocked. Through a crack of the door, you could see Jaxson peeking out. He had bags under his eyes and he looked pale. He sighed with relief and opened the door fully. He leaned against the door frame, a frying pan in his hand as he mumbled "It's only you, (Y/N)... Thank god..."

WHAT DO YOU SAY/DO?