[b]Player:[/b] Tentaclelord
[b]Name:[/b] Jordan Elder
[b]Age:[/b] 18
[b]Club:[/b] Chess Club
[b]Stars:[/b] 3
[b]Appearance:[/b] [hider=Headshot][img=http://i.imgur.com/b6ya5Mh.png][/hider]
 Perfectly average body weight and size, not to skinny, not to fat. Fit, but not muscular in any significant way. Exceptionally long hair, nearly down to his waist, usually free of any band or otherwise attempt to tame it. Delicate features that make him often mistaken for a girl at first glance.
[b]Uniform Appearance:[/b] [hider=Uniform Untransformed][img=http://i.imgur.com/FbkPbN9.png][/hider]
[hider=The King]Sketchy Sketch:
[img=http://i.imgur.com/JoV4qAV.jpg]"The King": Heavy suit of armor of seemingly robotic armor, complete with a massive backpack and a sprawling array of sensors and transmitters, trailing a large amount of thick cables. Notoriously slow moving, relies on the release of several different drones that split off from various parts of the main uniform to be effective. [/hider] 

[b]Abilities:[/b]
[i]Uniform:[/i]
[hider=Drones]
[list]
[*][b]Pawns:[/b] Simple, foot-tall canisters that hover about six inches off the ground, attack by ramming. While easily beaten on their own, their specialty is covering the glaring faults of the other drones. There are eight in the King.[/*]
[*][b]Rooks:[/b] Heavily armored monsters of metal and twisting cables, these powerhouses charge opponents, leveling their inbuilt weapons for maximum damage. Armed with lances. Slower than even the king while not charging, and unable to turn at even the slightest speed. Only two are encased in the King.[/*]
[*][b]Knights:[/b] Fast, lightly armored blitzkriegers. Armed with a pair of close-combat swords, these quick amalgamations of engines and aerodynamics are focused on maneuverability, even if their attack patterns can be easily predicted and countered. While not able to to much damage in a single attack, they provide a distraction from the rest of the arsenal. Only two are housed in the King.[/*]
[*][b]Bishops:[/b] Delicate spindles of shimmering metal and glimmering metal wires, these hovering dodecahedrons house the only ranged weaponry in the King's arsenal, a bolt launcher and a bright, blinding searchlight. Lack armor in all but the basic form, and only two are encased in the King [/*]
[*][b]Queen:[/b] Ultimate combat drone. Lightweight armor combines speed and damage with maneuverability, and is actually so responsive that it will overshoot and crash into things, requiring the full attention of the operator. Looks like a lithe female humanoid, abet with a set of large thrusters for wings. Armed with a shield and a halberd. Only a single one is encased in the King[/*][/list]
[/hider]
-The King is a heavy-hitter even if extraordinarily slow, and can crush stone with even a glancing blow.
-Counts as a massive transmitter relay, gives a load of sensory information to Jordan even when no drones are active. 
[i]Personal Skills:[/i]
-A veritable bank of information on a wide variety of subjects, Jordan is always accruing more.
-Avid(And quite good) Chess player
-Good at micro and macro management, able to take in a lot of information at once and transfer it into actions and usable data.
-Takes very good care of his hair, even at the length it is.
-A good multi-tasker.

[b]Personality:[/b] All smiles, all the time. Manipulative and cruel if provoked, he prefers it a lot more if he interferes very little, aiming to let others sort out his problems if he can. Likes to live a rather reclusive lifestyle due to this, forming only relationships when he has to. There are very few people he could call friend due to this, and he's secretive, even from them. Doesn't like it when people know more than he does about things. When asked, he's eager to brag about how much he knows on a certain topic. 
[b]History:[/b] Born in the wonderful land of Australia, the young Jordan spent most his early years alone with his grandfather, a notable figure in the world of Chess. While lonely, it also provided the boy with a way to communicate with his grandfather that seemed to be closer than talking. They would forgo speaking for hours at a time over games, instead just basking in the silence as each move brought them closer together. However, as the years passed, Jordan's grandfather(The elder Elder) realized that his protege needed the companionship of younger folk, and recommended that the young Jordan go to a campus that would teach him to both hone his skills and allow him to make friends. Due to the older man's great influence, he called in a few favors to get his grandson acknowledged by the prestigious Academy. After displaying his skills on and off the board, he was accepted and is currently a Third Year.
[b]Other:[/b] Smiles constantly, be it a wide grin or a slight smirk, no matter his mood. This proves more than a little unnerving.