Personal information collected anonymously through his superiors...NAME || Jermaine Morrison
ALIAS || [Grandmaster] Jones
GENDER || Male
AGE || Thirty
RACE || Human
DOB || June 14, 1990
ORIGIN || Brooklyn
LOCATION || New York City
OCCUPATION || Bodyguard
A p p e a r a n c e || Being a man of 6 feet and 4 inches can put many men off guard, and having an agile muscular build would only lend to the daunting visage. Despite all this Jones is not one for the flashy attire of modern day heroes and villains. In his eyes, his work clothing is a uniform, tailor-made to represent his occupation, a high-profile bodyguard. As such, he is required to dress well or intimidatingly at all times. Thus Jones is usually seen in a jet black suit and black button-up with varying chains in the place of a tie, sometimes gold, sometimes diamond. Often times this is accessorized with gold watches and rings. Casual wear may vary, though gold-framed sunglasses and all black sneakers of varying well-known brands are constant.
From detailed eye-witness reports…HISTORY || Born a hustler, Jermaine was out on the streets of Brooklyn making money the only way a 7th grader or "shorty" could on his block, running with a gang. During the early 2000's he ran with his gang of delinquents, home invading, committing petty larceny and engaging regular assaults on rival neighborhood gangs. Despite coming from a fairly sound home regardless of his father's frequent jailing, the gang provided what school and his family could not: camaraderie and money; the latter of which his family lacked plenty of. Being the youngest of a family of three it fell on Jermaine, the man of the house, to provide some sort of financial support. This no doubt was a course of action encouraged by his father and discouraged by his mother, and only more vehemently with the onset of metahumans rocking the nation.
Jermaine's gang operation eventually came to an end when an especially brutal assault landed him a two-month long stint in Rikers Island. A stay which made living in the projects seem like a wet dream. It was this experience that only added fuel to Jermaine's ambition for material wealth. Upon being released he joined up with his old gang who began running operation low-level drug operations for the Gorilla Stone Bloods, usually acting as dealers within Gorilla territory.
By the time Jermaine reached his senior year of high school the metahuman population had exploded, and the Gorilla's where quick to induct a number of willing superhumans into the family. With said additions, the gang had no issues riding south Brooklyn of rival gangs and being the dominant drug traffickers of the entire region.
While Jermaine had risen the ranks from peddling marijuana to cooking cocaine the money still fell short of satisfying him. With no other dream or ambition than to live life like a movie star, he persisted. Around him, society began to destabilize with the Registration Act wreaking havoc in the streets. Then came the first of the demonic incursions, within just two months completely devouring the western half of the United States. While the Seven Wonders of the World moved in to defend the world Jermaine found himself placidly apathetic to the plight. He and none of his own perished, therefore Jermaine only had one job to do, keep on hustling. The drug market exploded, the civil war and demonic invasion throwing many deep into the well of addiction in order to cope, and Jermaine was only happy to take their money.
By 2011 the Gorilla Stone Bloods became the Gorilla Stone Family as it began swallowing rival gangs into its ranks and inducting humans and non-humans to supplement its numbers. By the end of the year, the GS Family was one of the wealthiest gangs in Brooklyn, offering protection, drugs, sex trafficking, and various other good and services to those within its sphere of influence. Jermaine at the time had done no better from himself, only garnering a small number of workers to supplement his GS Family sanctioned cocaine operation. It wasn't until a drug deal went wrong did life change for him.
Jermaine and his crew along with a contingent of GS dispatched men and an oddly gi-clad fellow had been sent to make a trade in the Tillary Hotel. Before the door to the room could be open, gunfire erupted. In mere moments almost all of the GS members had been massacred but were it not for the gi-clad man who seemed to ignore gunfire and move with the speed of a metahuman, Jermaine would have died that night, body full of lead.
Fascination led him to ask the man who he was, to which he explained that his name was simply Mr. William, personal bodyguard to the upper echelon of the GS Family, and for saving his life he was indebted to him. Jermaine would work or his personal assistant or die here, no one would be able to tell him apart from the rest of the dead bodies. Fervor took Jermaine now, a damn good opportunity to get in good with the upper echelon and possible eat bullets? Best believe he'd repay.
Mr. William took Jermaine on, passing down lesson after lesson, then having him work with master after master. Nearly 10 years later, the title of grandmaster graced his head. In payment Jermaine was to take Mr. Williams place as GS bodyguard when his end came, until then, he was to work. Jermaine now "Jones" quickly made a name for himself working as a bodyguard for high-profile bosses and celebrities, leaving those who crossed them or even attempted to touch them maimed or dead. It was clear that Jones wasn't Grandmaster only in title but in talent, as he had surpassed his mentor in skill, and soon enough, wealth.
Further, with the onset of magic and it's swift introduction into the black market, access to supernatural goods and services abound to those with the right connections. Jones is one such man, ties to great families has garnered unrestricted access to the depths of the market. Using this connection he searched for the best weapon he could find.
A man from New Orleans was slinging a sword that would supposedly suit his liking. A magic tachi apparently stolen from Japan that was just supposed to be able to slay demons. Jones, of course, wasn’t all that interested in the history of it. It looked and sounded badass enough.
When he first unsheathed the sword though, upon seeing his reflection in the blade, he fell into the sunken place. Within a dream-like sequence, he experienced memories; memories of another life. A life, that was not his own, but that he later learned, belonged to an African samurai in old Japan by the name of Yasuke.
This wasn’t in the fine print of the deal, and it was evident when the man found him, looking to collect the sword back. Apparently, the sale was supposed to be a hit, as anyone who attempted to wield the sword before him were ‘burned to the soul’ and died by their own hand to stop the burning. Though, Jones was unmaimed, the same couldn’t be said for the jackass who sold it to him.
As of the past year or so, he now had the ghost samurai’s voice in his head. Sometimes it gave him useful advice, sometimes he wished he could do an exorcism on himself. Regardless, he wasn’t going to let it stop him from living his life the way he wanted.
PERSONALITY || Secretive and reserved, everything you expect from a man like Jones. Socially, Jones is closed off; he hasn't opened up to anyone since he was a child. Even to comrades, he is a stranger shrouded in an air of mystery. Jones isn't easily distracted from a task. Focused and controlled; he would never allow his impulses and desire cloud his judgment. Albeit he is bold and intrepid, which is often construed as reckless behavior, every action taken is deliberate and calculated. Once he sets his sights on something, he is steadfast on getting it. He is adaptable; able to think on his feet and make the tough decisions when required. But, he’s also stubborn and will not be shaken from a path once descended. It’s this ego-driven attitude that makes him intractable. He uses a strategic method of thinking which eliminates any falsities and uncertainty, thus any conclusion derived has to be correct.
Overall, Jones is a distant person that prefers to walk alone, for he believes that you are the only one to be completely trusted. There is no doubt that he is very self-confident and strongly believes his own ability, though he is mostly driven by material wealth. This is partially the reason for his cold attitude that doesn’t allow anyone too close. However, if one might take the time to get to know him and prove that they are worth his time, he will reveal himself as a contemplative person. He may also show that he can be a very loyal, protective companion, though only few will ever be able to gain his friendship like that. In the end, Jones is nothing but a bitter person with some heart somewhere deep inside, a lining that has caused him to act selflessly in sparse situations.
From detailed reports and completed files...SKILLS ||
Grandmaster Level Martial Artist
Master Swordsman
Honed Mental Strength
Excellent Endurance
Excellent Agility
POWERS || Chi/Ki - Having trained under master monks in his youth, Jones has achieved great control of his meridians, garnering knowledge on Chi flow and its far reaching uses. As such, he is capable of augmenting his body, thickening his skin, strengthening his strikes, bolstering his speed and agility, and even boosting healing to a certain extent. Such knowledge has also garnered him the ability to close the meridians of others, causing them chronic pain from the clog that can even become crippling with time.
Aside from its physical uses, it also has its mental and spiritual. With a clear mind Jones' senses are boosted twofold and his psyche is protected from low to mid level telepaths or mind manipulators. Meditation is warranted in the case of master level manipulators.
Despite the Chi's versatility, overuse can prove fatal, forcing Jones to only utilize this power in short controlled bursts, lest risk overexertion or worse death.
WEAPONS || Maigo - A tachi that had been contains the soul of the legendary demon-slaying samurai,
Yasuke. Being an ancestor of Jones, his specific chi allows him to wield the blade without sensation of his body being on fire. Furthermore, the magical properties make it supernaturally durable, capable of blocking/cutting mid to occasional high level magic, and even glowing when demon-kind has been sensed within his vicinity. It also allows him to communicate directly with his however many ‘greats’ grandfather, whether Jones wants it or not.
Raiden - A three-section staff enchanted with the element of lightning, allowing Jones to stun and shock enemies when hit and send arc of the stuff when wielding. It is also capable of overloading certain systems and technology that lack surge protection, although the beating from the blunt object is likely to do the intended job anyway. It’s that kind of Raid that’s perfect for the few pests bigger than New York rats.
Shuriken - A number of concealed throw-able stars that have no enhanced properties to speak of.
RELATIONSHIPS ||
Father - James Morrison - DGAF
Oldest Sister - Kimberly Morrison - Close, Though Strained.
Nephew - Virgil Hawkins - Even
Niece - Sharon Hawkins - Even
His Current Charge - Karen Hernandez - Even
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