Name: James Kingston
Aliases: Cadeceus, Neo
Age: 25
Birthday: June 13th, 1996
Birth Place: Astoria, Oregon
Gender: Male
Powers: Accelerated Healing Factor (temporarily transmissible), Reactive Adaptation
Training: N/A
Languages: English
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Light Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: James wears easy and simple clothes. Hoodies, tank tops, tee shirts, jeans, and sensible sneakers. He doesn't have any particular interest in fashion, preferring simplicity and function over style. The only accessories he wears are his mother's locket when he isn't working and a cheap wristwatch.
Adaptable * Disorganized * Cooperative * Gullible * Optimistic * Reckless
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:Since birth, James always was laid back and easy going. He clicked well with most people and prefers to make friends rather than enemies. Coming from a single parent home, James learned from his father to face every day with a smile and he keeps that life lesson close and dear to him. He rolls with the punches life throws at him as best he can, with a smile and joke. He is always willing to see the other side, to take a moment to walk in someone else's shoes before he judges them.
Unfortunately, his willingness to see the good in others often blinds him to their intentions. James often fails to consider the motivations behind people. As a result, he is easily made the butt of jokes and pranks. James takes it mostly in stride as good fun but sometimes it becomes too much and his irritation drives him to do recklessly impulsive things like dirt biking in the middle of the night or accidently setting a dry field on fire with matches he was trying to burn himself with. In truth, James feels like deserves these things. He has this anamoly that everyone around him says is awful in other people, that it makes them do horrible things. And even though his ability has the capacity to help, it must still be dangerous right? So maybe he deserves to be hurt.
Habits: Humming while working, tapping his fingers absently, cracks death jokes when stressed or upset.
Hobbies: Kick boxing, working on cars and motorcycles, watching hockey at his regular bar.
Fears:- Being buried alive.
- The possibility he is hallucinating everything.
- Losing his mother's locket.
- Telepaths
Likes:- Rock and Roll
- Dogs
- Coffee
- Building things
- Hockey
- Star gazing
Dislikes:- Elf on the Shelf
- Insects
- Reading
- Hot weather
- Sour candy
- Dramas of any kind
General World Skills:- Engine mechanics
- Electrical wiring
- Re-purposing supplies
- Scavenging
- Developing strong interpersonal relationships
- Hiding in Plain Sight
- Strategy
- Psychological Profiling
- Torture
- Electrical Engineering
- Omega Level Healing
- Investigation
- Triage
Combat Skills:Medical Injuries/Issues:Possessions:- Mother's locket with a picture of his parents on their honeymoon.
- Cell Phone
- Wallet with I.D., a few bills, and his mechanic's certification card.
- Clothing: A plain grey shirt with a black leather jacket, navy jeans, and steel toed work boots.
How did you discover your powers: James's mutation manifested quietly when he hit puberty. Suddenly, scapes and cuts closed as soon as they appeared and bruises faded almost immediately. He wrote it off, not really noticing them, until he took a nasty spill from a tree and broke his ankle but was on his feet on minutes. He rationalized it as just having blown it out of proportion but it happened again when he tripped and broke his arm in high school. The arm, after a rough set, fixed itself in minutes. After the news about mutants and the danger they pose, James kept his ability to himself.
General History:James Kingston grew up in a family of tradesmen: electricians, plumbers, mechanics, welders. You name it, at some point a Kingston has done it. They scoffed at the idea of intellectualists and their lofty colleges. After all, why spend thousands of dollars on fancy classes when you can just learn to do it from a tradesman? The Kongstons could fix their homes, rewire their electronics, upkeep their cars, and fix their own plumbing. How many college students could say that at graduation.
James was different. Just after his birth, his mother passed away due to an aggressive infection resistant to most antibacterial options available to a new mother. Her life insurance covered her funeral and the rest automatically deposited into a college fund for her child. James, left with only her locket with a pick of his parents together, insisted on going despite some of the teasing he got from the rest of them. He practically grew up in his father's auto repair shop, jumping right into the Kingston trade as early as ten. He maintained a close relationship with his father through the years and man always encouraged James tendency to tinkering, even if it didn't always go as planned.
When he graduated high school, his father sent him to Washington D.C. to help his unlce with his recently opened business as a temporary electrican. Reluctant to leave his friends and family before his first semester of college, James agreed when his father pointed out the experience would be helpful both with his degree and his job afterwards. He kept busy over the summer, his Uncle contracted to wire the rapidly expanding suburban neighborhoods popping up around the capital at the time. He kept in closet contact with his friends but his father's schedule and his kept missing so they resolved to catch up again before he left to California for school.
It was his friends who sent him an article headlined “Kingston Fix It Fire - No Survivors.” Seven dead, fine customers, a mechanic, and the owner, Dallas Kingston. James struggled with the death, overwhelmed with funeral arrangements and will executions and life insurance payouts. James delayed his college plans a year as he grieved.
Afterwards, he threw himself into his schooling. He pushed himself and dual majored in both mechanical and electrical engineering, graduating on time and moving back in with his Uncle for a formal apprenticeship with his company before he returned home and opened his own shop in his his father's honor. But shortly after arriving, James's uncle revealed his Purifier sympathies. James just has to keep his head down until the apprenticeship is over.
Character Quote: "If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."
Theme Song: Don't you worry child.Anything Else: James's healing factor can be temporarily transmitted through maintained contact and concentration. The process leaves James incredibly weak and while he is transmitting it, he can not benefit from his ability.
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