Next is ol' Jason. He currently holds the record for the character with the most fleshed out about him. The Society of Justice was a three-part superhero RP in which he was a main staple of the cast. [hider=Jason J. Rojas] Name: Jason Jaime (pronounced Hy-me) Rojas Hero Alias: Erebus. - Formally Keyholder #238967 Age: 17 yrs. old Powers: (w/ The Key's power enabled) Enhanced speed, agility, and strength. Limited Invulnerability and an Increased jump ability. Weaknesses: The armor dissipates after taking to much damage (noted by the amount of cracks shown on it) and The Key would have to recharge it for me to use it again. I'm completely vulnerable without the armor. Weapons: I don't really need one when my armor is enabled, but I've had multi-weapon training when I was still with The Key Corps., and can use one whenever the armor dissipates. Appearance (both civilian and hero costume): - My Civilian Wear: A black sleeveless hoodie over a black dress shirt (with sleeves usually rolled up, not pictured) with a blue tie casually knotted, black skinnys, and black and blue high-tops. - My Hero Costume: The armor is mostly black, and somewhat skintight. Blue spikes are sprouted from my forearms and four long spikes stretch out in different directions from my faceless black head. My hands are clawed with the tips being streaked blue. When I take damage, blue cracks appear in the spot where the damage was inflicted. - Or, you could just look at this. Personality: I'm consider myself to be an easy going and happy guy; even though most people say that I always look and act like I'm about to murder someone. It's...a family trait. Biography: Oh boy, where do I begin? Um okay. I was born into a cultist, elitist, extremist vigilante group called The Key Corps, named after an energy signature (The Key, of course) that's present in a small amount of humans. The Key itself can be a really small and insignificant, but when concentrated upon, and used to its full potential, it can create full suits of armor, weapons, and even modes of flight for the body. The people that have harnessed The Key's full potential are called Keyholders. If you haven't figured it out by now, I am a Keyholder. ...Anywho, Sometime last year, someone has unleashed some type of new energy signature into innocent civilians, a signature that's similar to The Key. The news has been spread amongst the ranks of the Corps, and we've been sent out to exterminate those with the "False Key", most of which, were just ordinary people, some even kids and old people. I couldn't bear to watch anymore of the meaningless slaughter, so I secretly disbanded from the Corps, in hopes to find this person (or people) and to expose and destroy them. In the process of bettering the world, someone found out my secret, and the Corps labeled me as a "betrayer to my people". Now they search for me with a hit on my head. Now with nowhere to go I decided to join with the S.o.J in hopes to lay low, and to put The Key's power to good use while finding the person that's unleashed the "False Key" virus upon the world. That...and I'd figured I could use some pay since I'm on my own and only have a 12th grade education. Notes: ...You guys do pay right? Right?! [/hider] [hider=Jason J. Rojas in Society of Justice 2: Race for the Prize] Name: Jason Jaime (pronounced Hy-me) Rojas Hero Alias: Erebus Age: Turned 18 last spring - D.O.B: May 28th Powers: (w/ The Key's power enabled) Enhanced speed, agility, and strength. Limited Invulnerability and an Increased jump ability. With my time on the SoJ, I also learned how to generate and eject spikes from my armor. Weaknesses: Through a scuffle with the illusion of my brother (...It's a long story...) I've learned that the armor is useless when facing other Keyholders. That, and the armor dissipates after taking too much damage (noted by the amount of cracks shown on it) and The Key would have to recharge it for me to use it again. Weapons: The only weapons I use are the black spikes that occasionally sprout of my arms, wrists, or the ground. When I was still in the Corps, I was trained to used several different types of weapons. My favorite weapon was the Bo Staff. So sometimes I'll use a long spike as a makeshift staff. Appearance (both civilian and hero costume): - Civilian Wear: Most of the time I wear simple hoodies, t-shirts, jeans, and other casual clothes. Though, my favorite outfit consists of a black and blue striped hoodie (plain black T-shirt underneath), black skinnys, and black and blue high-tops. And sometimes I'll wear a pair of clear-lensed, black Wayfarers. Also, on an unrelated note, I also grew facial hair over the year! - Hero Costume: The armor is mostly black, and somewhat skintight. Blue spikes are sprouted from my forearms and four long spikes stretch out in different directions from my faceless black head. My hands are clawed with the tips being streaked blue. When I take damage, blue cracks appear in the spot where the damage was inflicted (with one, un-recovering crack spreading across the mouth of my face mask. I...won't go into details about its significance here...) Personality: Still the same easy-going and laid back Jason. I respect my elders, and I know my place. Biography: So...what, you want me to put what I had before? Eh, whatevs. [s]A long time ago, the four nations lived in harmony. Then everything changed when the fire nation attacked[/s] I was born into a cultist, elitist, extremist vigilante group called The Key Corps, named after an energy signature (The Key, of course) that's present in a small amount of humans. The Key itself can be a really small and insignificant, but when concentrated upon, and used to its full potential, it can create full suits of armor, weapons, and even modes of flight for the body. The people that have harnessed The Key's full potential are called Keyholders. If you haven't figured it out by now, I am a Keyholder. Notes: I've taken some time (a lot of time) to retreat to my room for deep mediation and solitude. Please do not disturb. [/hider] [hider=Jason Rojas in SoJ 3: Crisis on the Earth] Umm...you guys want me to make another file? Seems kind of redundant, but whatevs... Name: Jason Jaime (pronounced Hy-me) Rojas Hero Alias: Erebus Age: Just turned 19 - D.O.B: May 28th Powers: (w/ The Key's power enabled) Enhanced speed, agility, and strength. Limited Invulnerability and an Increased jump ability. With my time on the SoJ, I also learned how to generate and eject spikes from my armor. Weaknesses: The armor is useless when facing other Keyholders. That, and the armor dissipates after taking too much damage (noted by the amount of cracks shown on it) and The Key would have to recharge it for me to use it again. Weapons: The only weapons I use are the black spikes that occasionally sprout of my arms, wrists, or the ground. When I was still in the Corps, I was trained to used several different types of weapons. My favorite weapon was the Bo Staff. So sometimes I'll use a long spike as a makeshift staff. And speaking of Bo Staffs, Tommy got me one last Christmas. I use that one for training. Appearance (both civilian and hero costume): - Civilian Wear: Most of the time I wear simple hoodies, t-shirts, jeans, and other casual clothes. Though, my favorite outfit consists of a black and blue striped hoodie (plain black T-shirt underneath), black skinnys, and black and blue high-tops. And sometimes I'll wear a pair of clear-lensed, black Wayfarers. Also, on an unrelated note, I also grew facial hair over the year! It's like a really thin chinstrap goatee. I'll get rid of it if it becomes a problem. - Hero Costume: The armor is mostly black, and somewhat skintight. Blue spikes are sprouted from my forearms and four long spikes stretch out in different directions from my faceless black head. My hands are clawed with the tips being streaked blue. When I take damage, blue cracks appear in the spot where the damage was inflicted (with one, un-recovering crack spreading across the mouth of my face mask. I...won't go into details about its significance here...) Personality: Still the same easy-going and laid back Jason. I respect my elders, and I know my place. Biography: So...what, you want me to put what I had before? Again? Geez. I was born into a cultist, elitist, extremist vigilante group called The Key Corps, named after an energy signature (The Key, of course) that's present in a small amount of humans. The Key itself can be a really small and insignificant, but when concentrated upon, and used to its full potential, it can create full suits of armor, weapons, and even modes of flight for the body. The people that have harnessed The Key's full potential are called Keyholders. If you haven't figured it out by now, I am a Keyholder. [hider=Relevant Family Members] [hider=Takashi Jinrou] My older brother. Jealous of our father's affection, and tries to take his anger out on me. He has red armor (his cracks are black), can teleport, and can grow shields to opposite my spikes. Approach with caution. [/hider] [hider=Marrissa Kerrigan] My younger sister. She was strong for her age, but that's all I remember from that last I saw her. With the Key Corps' strict training regimen, god knows how good she's gotten... [/hider] [/hider] [/hider]