Physical Description:
Michael Jacobs was Embraced while he was a senior at a technical college. He tries to dress nice, but ends up dressing in that 'preppy but not rich' college boy look. You know, turtle necks and khaki pants, that kind of thing. He is a compulsive liar, to the point that he can’t tell the truth. He tries to circumvent this insanity with metaphors, sarcasm, and questions in place of direct conversation. He has dark brown hair, and stand about 5'10" with blue eyes. He has a slight case of farsightedness, and wears glasses. Average frame, a little on the lean side.

Background:
Michael Jacobs was a bright, young student going to college in Louisiana Tech. He was working towards his degree in engineering when he spotted the most magnificent creature of his soon to be shortened life. Annabella was a tutor on the campus, and he immediately started failing the class she taught. She was gorgeous, and Michael was able to overlook some of her odder quirks (she had some kind of weird fixation on conspiracies and only wanted to do things at night).

Annabella had lured Michael into a trap, and it wasn’t too long until she had him eating out of her hand (literally, if you count her wrist). With just a minimal application of presence and a regular supply of blood, Michael would soon do anything for her. But Annabella became overzealous in her feeding one night, and she accidentally drained Michael dry. Upset at losing one of her favorite toys, Annabella gave Michael the gift of eternal night. Not to mention the gift of freedom from rational thought. Michael became a Malkavian, much as his sire before him.

Annabella had a fixation on Conspiracy Theories, and she proved to be quite adept at finding connections to things, sometimes when they weren’t even there. She was a powerful player in the Jihad, given her age, but she never could stop finding connections. Even after she found the obvious termination point to her investigations and had uncovered all the truth. She would take sound theories and carry them out to ludicrous proportions. Still, she had made a few enemies, which in her mind became a number magnified ten fold. At first, she saw her new blood bond childer as her only confidante in the whole world that was a lie. She started to doubt her childer’s loyalty,
little by little. What if he knew a way to break the bond? What if he had a way to stop blood bonds? Her enemies, if they were wise enough, could use Michael to set a trap that would ensnare her, thus leaving their dark deeds mostly unknown to the world at large. What if Michael’s embrace had all been a setup, and he was the Trojan horse that she had gleefully brought into her camp.

So Annabella launched a plan.

She told Michael he was free. He was totally free to do as he wished. He told her he wished nothing but to be with her, but she dominated him into doing something without her. Heartbroken, Michael left the graceful beau and went back to see his brother in New Orleans. Mardi Gras was in full swing, and he wanted to go to the hedonistic street carnival and maybe lose himself in the orgy of activity. But when he arrived, he found that his brother had disappeared, rather quickly and mysteriously. He picked up his brother’s rent and soon set up shop in his brother’s house. Unbeknownst to him, Annabella had followed him into the city, hoping to catch him reporting to his masters. When she had caught the child red handed, she would then force him to subject himself to her will, answering her every whim before she extinguished his life for the second time. As of yet, she hasn’t caught him in the act, and has even gone so far as to doubt her own judgment in her more lucid moments. Was she set up by some other power that wanted her to think that her trusted protégé had been betraying her, when he was really the only ally she had? Was someone trying to isolate her so she would be easier to pick off? Annabella has taken to surprise tactics to scare her childer, hoping to catch him off guard and startling him to contacting his dark masters. At other times, she is as sweet as she can be, offering words of love and devotion. Michael is still bound to his insane sire, and loves her deeply, but has developed a wariness as to her moods and, while not outright disobeying his lady, tries to steer her away when she is cruel to him,
hoping not to be estranged from her further.

Michael’s Malkavian insanity is being a compulsive liar. This is carried to the next level with the poor guy, as he has no power over his desire to lie. His brain isn’t wired to talk any other way now. He tries to circumvent this by asking questions, speaking sarcastically, or getting others to realize his condition. For some odd reason, Annabella hasn’t acknowledged this trait of his, if she knows about it at all.

Michael also has visions from time to time. His sire has told him that this is the blood of their predecessor, Anatole, manifesting itself. Annabella uses this claim to justify some of her more outrageous theories. Still, the visions can sometimes prove to be disturbingly accurate, though more often than not it’s a jumble of meaningless symbolism.

Updated History

Michael has met several friends since arriving to New Orleans, most of which come and go with surprising swiftness. Adimina Marcos and Gabriel Bishop were among some of the first locales he encountered, and the two went off on their own way. He managed to take both the Caitiff Katlady and Seven under his care, fearing that the then Prince Marcel would slay them during a particularly heated meeting. Both have found fled his haven, being creatures of the street. Recently, Michael’s visions have pointed to darker happenings in their sudden departure.

Michael’s latest addition to his ‘Halfway House for the Damned’ is Kallisandra, an amnesiac young lick. She was going to a Massage parlor for reasons unknown to either of them when Michael’s brother showed himself. Though Michael doesn’t know it yet, His brother Brian is a Setite, and soon to be enemy of the Camarilla in New Orleans for his part in helping the Setite Habib with an variety of black market rackets, including the trade of kindred themselves for purposes of diablerie. Michael, of course, sees his brother as the good natured face from his childhood and not the twisted corruptor he has become.