Black Jojo Characters Novels & Stories

Finch’s POV “Keep in contact using mindlink,” I tell everyone. “This one is named Joey,” Ari tells me as I open the door for us. “Joey?” I ask the young man in front of me. He is dirty from the fight, light brown hair and eyes. He can’t be more than 25. “Yeah, that's me,” he looks at us, then jumps his chains keeping him in place. “I don’t want her in here.” “Why?” Ari asks calmly while sitting down. “What is it about me that scares you?”

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo

here is a brief description! JOE- He is 6ft tall, blue eyes, brown hairs. A 22 year old Computer expert, hacker, geeky by nature, loves to design new programs and all the breakthrough technical advancement the team has, are because of him. He is not mascular but not too lean. He has good looks and an innocent face. He knows the basics of self defence but not as good as the other members. He is an orphan and was taken by Zieve under his wings. He feels indebted towards Zieve for giving him everything and consider him as his elder brother. He is the most loyal and trusted member of Zieve's team.

They’d basically saved me from boredom. My guards were Sean and Joey, and they were as different in personality as night was from day. Joey was a handsome, tall, muscled African-American, with a constant serious expression, who couldn’t – or wouldn’t – crack a joke to save his life. His shoulder-length, black hair was in thick luscious braids, adorned with beads and ornaments, which seriously gave me hair envy! My thin frail blond hair could never!

So, JoJo made sense. She’s no slouch either. She’s in training to take over as lead oracle one day, but she’s also a badass in a fight. Her parents encouraged her combat skills early, and she’s led raids against rogues, even traveled to Canada to help allies up there. She knows what she’s doing.

The commander shouted and the hoplites run after us, some of them are even riding chariots. "That reminds me of Pokemon! Gotta catch them all!" Jiroo sings a song while running and Liam laughs loudly at his friend's silly antics. "I'm Picachu but I will never let them catch me with their pokemon ball!" Jiroo said as he crouched down when one of the hoplites riding a chariot tried to grab his shirt. "Shit! This dress is getting on my way!" He hissed and ripped off the hem of his chiton up until above his knee.

in this situation he chose the latter and put the safety of the school first. "so you're the barrier expert." Joe said as he walked towards Kojiro who slowly backed away and began to run. Joe was very built and strong with high endurance, but Kojiro was a lot faster with home ground advantage and he was quite dexterous. with just hand-to-hand combat,he was able to knock out a few hunters in the way while running from Joe without slowing down. the chase continued until Kojiro hit a dead end and Joe caught up with him.

I raise a brow. He stiffens, "Yeah, well -" "What's your name?" "Joseph Brown. My friends call me Jojo." "Alright, Joseph," I reach into my pocket and take out a pen and pad, "Why don't you write down your number for me?" He looks unsure, but the idea of unemployment can be even more daunting. He scribbles his number down, and when he hands it over to me, he asks, "What's your name?" I tuck the pen and pad back into my pocket, along with Aisha's resume, "You don't need to know that."

I survived their first attack but I couldn't defend well against all three of them. In no time, they kicked me and I fell. One of them raised his sword and made it descend. I closed my eyes as I thought this would be my last moment in the world. But I didn't feel that sword cut on my skin. I opened my eyes only to find out that the same man had a sword in his stomach. The sword was removed and I could see the man behind the sword. It was Jojo. With his sword, Jojo combated the remaining two men and he came out on top. He didn't kill the men but he made sure to injure them. They had to look after their injuries.