Kay, here is my CS. Let me know if anything is wrong or needs changing and i will get on it tomorrow. Its almost midnight here and im tiiiiiiiiiiired.

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Name: Jace Damon/ Free

Age: 19

Occupation: Sprayer 

Appearance: [hider=Jace][img=http://data2.whicdn.com/images/77926106/large.jpg][/hider]
6 foot in height and a slightly larger than normal build. His hair is a sandy brown and his eyes are a sky blue. When he is spraying, he will wear his mask, hiding both his face from paint and his identity from anyone who may see. But when in the eye of the public he just blends in, appearing like any other faceless sheep in the crowd.

Gear: Always has a supply of spray paint on him. His gas mask he wears when he is out of the public eye. Grappling launcher for easy navigation of the rooftops. Small dagger for protection. Smoke bombs for quick escapes.

Personality: You are spraying when you hear a noise. Cops. You can go left, to a dead end, or right, and try to fight your way out. These are the easiest options to see. But Jace sees things a bit differently to the rest. To him the best, most used, and most preferable route is always up. He is a dreamer, head in the clouds, often imagining a place where everyone is free to live their own lives. It’s because of this dream that he became a sprayer. He wants the world to have its colour back, to be free like the birds he so often admires.

Background: What can be said about Jace. Growing up in the slums makes thing hard for a kid, especially in times like this. Well, slums is a bit of a harsh word, more like ‘lower class’. While the other kids were working or running around, Jace would just sit and stare at the clouds as they wafted over head, forming amusing shapes that would enrapture Jace for hours. Is was only as he reached 10 that he saw something he found strange. After watching the clouds for years he thought he had seen everything there was to see, all the birds and all the shapes. That’s when he saw it. A mural on the side of a building that in an instant captured everything he had ever felt. Bright and vibrant colours, the likes of which he had never seen. The whole thing was amazing, but one part drew his attention the most. Right in the middle was the word “Free”. That was it, but to Jace it was everything. He watched as a figure jumped from the building that the mural stood on and shot out a rope. The figure swung from one building to the other, running along the roof before disappearing out of sight. That was the day that Jace decided what he wanted to do.

Through the rest of his childhood, he would practice running and jumping from objects until it became like second nature to him. And when he wasn’t running, he was drawing. Mostly clouds and birds, but whatever he drew it would always have the word ‘free’ in it somewhere. He would never draw in the open though, not after his parents caught him drawing and beat him.

Despite his obsession, he knew nothing about the Sprayers or what they did. It was only when he was halfway through high school that he learnt of their existence. He decided that’s what he wanted to do with his life. To add some colour to this bland world that he had endured till now. So he started to paint. He would use the little grapple launcher that he had built over the years to scale buildings to the very top. It was there that he would paint his clouds, and let the world know he was free. It was only after a few scrapes with the law that Jace started carrying a knife. That wasn’t enough though, so he used his tinkering skills to whip up smoke bombs, making for a quick escape. His pieces got bigger and bigger until he covered the side of a building with clouds, birds, rainbows and of course, the word free right in the center. This is what caught the attention of the Sprayers. Jace was happy with his life of solo spraying his message, but he was happy to meet fellow artists. These connections eventually lead to Jace becoming a member of the Sprayers. This is the life he lives now, and he loves every minute of it.

Extra: Summary – He loves birds, clouds and the concept of freedom. He is a parkour runner. He is good at tinkering and can make little gadgets. His main mode of transportation is his grapple launcher that lets him swing from buildings. This mechanism wraps around his wrist and has a launch button and a release button. He uses it to swing from one building to another, running across them before launching again.