[center][b][ Cain ][/b] [img=http://oi58.tinypic.com/2u4hsfo.jpg][/center] [b]Name: [/b] Jason Douglas Campbell [b]Nicknames: [/b] Jay, J-Dog, Slick. [b]Alias: [/b] Cain [b]Gender: [/b] Boy, yep. Definately boy. [b]Birthday: [/b] 14th September 1997, making him 16. [b]Height: [/b] 181 CM [b]Weight: [/b] 68 KG [b]Hair Colour: [/b] Charcoal. [b]Eye Colour: [/b] Green. [b]Appearance: [/b] Slim and fit is how you'd most likely describe Jason. He doesn't look like much of a threat, but his body is very lean, having a rather low fat-level. [b]Costume:[/b] [img=http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/081/b/4/jason_campbell_aka_cain_by_hillanx-d7b5q3c.png] [b]Abilities: [/b] [i]'Voidling'[/i] Jason's powers are channeled through a mark on the left side of his chest, just over his heart. It looks almost like a backwards F, etched into his skin, like scarification. The scar starts to burn with a red glow when Jason feels pain, be it physical or mental. And depending on the level of pain, the more power is channeled from the dimension between life and death, called 'the void', into Jason. Jason can also achieve connection with the void through sheer concentration, but the power he gets from concentration is much less than that he get from raw pain. He himself have dubbed his scar “The mark of Cain”. Due to the nature of his powers, he is substantially more powerful after being wounded, counter-attacks are his best weapon. The first 'stage' of his powers. While in this form, his cognitive functions are enhanced. He thinks faster and his mind registers things faster, enhancing his reflexes. It allows him to short-distance teleport, a [i]blink.[/i] Blinking virtually doesn't drain him at all, allowing him to teleport very quickly in a rather short proximity. Stage one requires minimal concentration, and is as such what is most commonly used by Jason. He can keep up his stage one for almost 20 whole minutes, needing roughly five seconds in between each blink. With more focusing, more time and more pain, Jason's able to reach his second stage. In stage two, his physical capabilities increase. His physical power doubling, making him both stronger and faster. The black ooze begins to grow thicker, and starting to 'attach' itself to his body. Not only blinks are available to him but also a long distance teleport, a [i]Rift Jump[/i] becomes available to him. He's able to rift jump several miles. He can keep up his second stage for no more than a few minutes. However, rift jumping tires him out very greatly at this time. He rarely uses his second stage. His third stage is the last one he knows But at this stage, the ooze would begin to steam violently from his body. Sometimes make big bubbles of the steam, all the while adding thin layers of itself on his skin. In the third stage, his physical power is ten folded. He's able to make several rift jumps in a short span of time, should he need to, or blink with almost no time intervall inbetween each blink. If he would currently somehow achieve his third stage, he couldn't hold it for more than half a minute, after which he'd pass out and need several days of rest before teleporting again. He's only used this stage once, he was passed out for 36 hours afterwards, and could barely walk for an entire week afterwards, as such, he's not gonna be using it unless it's his last shot. There are at least two more stages to his powers, not yet known to him. [b]Skills and Talents: [/b] [I]Sleight of Hand:[/i] Jason's agile in his movements, able to pick most common locks, unless they're very modern, lifting a wallet from most people's child's play to the young man. He's also pretty skilled at hot wiring vehicles. [I] Free Running:[/i] Mostly due to his athletic figure and him growing up climbing trees and fences, Jason's a rather skilled free runner, and his powers makes free running his preferred method of transportation. [i]Fighting:[/i] Jason's received very little formal training in martial arts. He's picked up a few street fighting tricks, however, his biggest influence is grappling fighting, wrestling, and some boxing. He is however very resourceful in terms of weaponry, using them very freely in combination with his abilities. [i]Slick:[/i] Jason's armed with a rather quick tongue. Not necessarily either witty or a silver tongue, the young man have a good balance between bad boy / trouble maker, and sweet / charming. [i]Mechanic:[/i] Jason's a rather comfortable mechanic, he likes to fiddle with motorcycles or cars. He personally prefers the export cars from Asia. [i]Sewing[/i] Jason's a pretty skilled tailor, as it was the only activity left for him to choose from in Juvie. [b]Equipment: [/b] He drives a [url=http://philscarblog.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/dsc2362a4zs.jpg]Mazda Rx-4[/url] that he bought from a cop impound. The car had been in impounded from a crackhead, the car is in rather severe need of a tuneup, and a new paint job. He also owns a fake ID that claims him to be 21 years old. Besides that, Jason doesn't carry a lot on his person. Wallet, phone. In costume, however, he have several weapons. A homemade bo-staff, knuckle dusters, and throwing knives are on his person. He also likes to use weapons like chains or ropes, in combination with his powers to defeat his enemies. [b]Biography: [/b] Jason Campbell is the son of two very loving people, Mary and Bruce Campbell. He's the second son, his older brother, Thomas, being adopted. Thomas is a year and a half older than Jason. Jason's childhood was marvelous. He grew up having fun, playing with his brother and being taken care off by his father.. His father, Bruce, was a police detective, and his mother ran the farm the two boys were raised on. Bruce, his father, always paid more attention to Thomas, for some reason during their childhood. Thomas was the good son. Who did his chores without a complaint, hard working and responsible. Jason was, and have always been quite the slacker, always trying to cheat his way out of chores. Once Jason became 9, he'd stop being home schooled by his mother, but instead ride with his father and brother to Longhorn City, where the closest school, and police department was. It was in the Longhorn elementary school, named McCoy Elementary, where Jason's life started taking a particular turn. The boy started getting into trouble, time and time again. Either with the teachers, or with other students. Getting into fights was almost common for him. Jason attempted to be social with his peers, but he soon found himself a social outcast, all the while watching, from the side lines, how his bigger brother, Thomas, flourished. Jason had bad grades, where as his brother, whom had been in the same class as him, just two years prior had top grades, making the teachers question if they really were from the same family. Jason had one friend, her name was Gretchen. A ginger girl, slightly overweight. But she appreciated Jason, laughed at his jokes, and tried to keep the boy out of the trouble he so constantly sought out. Gretchen was also bullied, the boys in their class would pick on her, call her names and so forth, and Jason would always get into fights with them. The boy spent more time at the nurses office than anyone else. Bruce and Mary sat in parent-teacher conferences almost once a week due to Jason's behavior. Jason's situation got worse when he turned 14, about to start High School. In the years prior, Jason had found out about the extraordinarily nature of his brother. How his brother was unlike anyone else. It didn't bother him in itself, what bothered him was how in contrast to his brother, Jason was unimportant. And it made him act out. Jason got into one of the local small time gangs in Longhorn. Selling weed, making graffiti and once in a while breaking into a local store. Jason did soon pick up pick-pocketing and lock picking, making him very adept at stealing vehicles. He stole his first car by the time of the senior Homecoming dance, his freshman year of high school. The car belonged to one of the senior jocks who had been bullying him for quite some time. He had a romance with Gretchen, for whom puberty and a gym-membership had made wonders. They broke it off in the sprint of their freshman year, along with their friendship, due to Jason cheating on her with a junior cheerleader. Jason participated in parties, car thefts, street fights and all of the sort. He never got caught for something that would stick to in court, as he was a minor. But he spent quite a few nights in jail. At the start of 2013, disaster struck the young man. Bruce Campbell, his father, got a heart attack, and he subsequently died in the ambulance that was taking him to the hospital. Jason being absolutely distraught with the death of his father, set out. He got into a fight. A really bad one, too. The cops arrived, to find Jason, sitting against a wall in an alley a piece of rebar in his hand. In the alley, there laid three older boys. All beaten unconscious. Jason had no clue what had happened, as he simply just remembered blacking out. He also felt a searing pain over his heart, the boy finding the scar on his body. Jason was sentenced to one year of Juvenile for assault for two years. However, due to overcrowding, and good behaviour, Jason's been released a year and a half early. He's spent the last month or so testing his powers, trying to figure out how they work. [b]Sample Post: [/b] Jason put the car in park, as he stopped outside of the gym. He got out, putting on his leather jacket and his aviators, as the sun was shining on his rather gold autum day. No snow had fallen yet, in fact, Jason had yet to experience snow for the first time in his life. One of the things he was genuinely excited about living in his new town. Jason walked towards the entrace of the gym, putting his hand in the pocket of his jacket. In it, what looked like an extern harddrive laid. A guy came walking out of the gym, 5'9, black hair, athletic build, caucasian, probably 20-ish years old, possibly a college student. "Howdy there, buddy!" Jason told him, with a smile, stretching out his hand for a handshake. The guy, a bit reluctantly shook Jason's hand. The guy fiddled out money from his pocket. Three hundred dollars. Jason smiled. "Here you go, the harddrive, just like the add stated." Jason said while handing him the plastic piece that in fact contained the drugs. Jason moved past him, to head into the gym. He wasn't a member of the gym, so the texan was gonna go in there, hit on the quite receptionist, and then head back to his car. He had a meeting with a parole officer later today.