Whipstitch
Jennifer Jennson
Alias: WhipStitch
Age: 24
Alignment: Anti-hero
Loyalty: Independent / Lethal Force
Appearance: Jen has an odd beauty to her. Fair complexion mixed with fiery red hair and orange eyes (naturally hazel) make for a surprising combination. Standing at 5'8" and weighing about 145lbs, Jen isn't an imposing figure by any means.
Given that she's one of the few Parahumans who doesn't hide their civilian identity, she's always in costume. Which looks like a strange mix of Little Red Riding Hood in a medieval theme. Which she happily found in a cosplay shop and stole. Plenty of leather and smooth cloth, with plenty of straps and a bag to hold things with.
History: Jen never had it easy, even from birth. Nearly dying during childbirth from complications, it was far from a great start. Hours later her mother passed as the birth turned out to be too much for the young woman of only 15. With no father present or signed, Jen was passed to her closest relative able to care for her: her uncle.
A man in his early forties, he secretly blamed Jen for the loss of his sister, but was kind enough to raise her without it showing. However, life never was great. Her uncle was poor, horribly so really, and they barely managed to scrape by. By the age of three, Jen had already broken a leg while playing. By age seven her one and only friend moved and never contacted her again. But a burst of (good?) news came when she discovered her ability to stretch and bend almost like a contortionist at age eight. She began practicing and honing herself, imagining she was an acrobat. By age nine her and her uncle were going without meals more often than not. At ten she snuck into a nearby circus, playing with the high rise equipment until she was discovered and escorted home by the police. By eleven she had been suspended from school no less than five times over fights.
This was the synopsis of her life, her problems growing ever worse.
After she turned eighteen she'd actually gotten the winning lottery ticket, worth a whopping 24 million USD, and was mugged for it before she could ever claim it. It was this incident that motivated her to teach herself self defense and how to use easily concealed weapons, which was a many month process full of cuts and bruising and trips to the library. Not long after her uncle was murdered in a bank robbery gone wrong, and she was left to fend for herself on the streets of Denver. She quickly learned how to go unnoticed, leaving no traces as she stole to survive and try and build a life in the ruthless world she knew. She knew she was on a dark path, and in an attempt at re-centering herself she began talking a free meditation class.
There they taught about losing oneself to the void within, becoming nothing and everything. How to hover between worlds, to ignore the earthly pains, and how to walk the world unheard for noise was the greatest distraction. Which really translated into her body skills to help her be a better thief.
So much for that idea, though she continued practicing and mediating daily.
Everything changed, again, mere months into her 22nd year of life. Having gained slight notoriety, barely of note compared to those Parahumans, as a thief Jen was out walking back alleys to avoid the public. Unfortunately she drew the eyes of a less than savory group of men who caught her by surprise.
Eventually she managed to escape their clutches and run off, with five burly bastards chasing after her. She was barely able to outrun them, a chain still around one arm, and as she looked back to gauge the distance she ran onto a main Street.
She was immediately hit by a car and sent a good fifteen feet down the road, blood covering her, the car, and the road between them. She lay unmoving for a few moments, and the driver sped off in fear of the worst. The men, too, retreated in the shadows of the alley.
It was then that Jen triggered, in unfathomable pain and fear of everything around her. What had felt like minutes had been seconds, and not even five minutes had passed since she had started running.
It took a few days before Jen mussed up the courage to go to the doctors, and another day to fully accept her new powers and begin testing the waters.
The whole event lit a fire inside Jennifer, and the only thing that can satisfy it is removing the evils of the world... As violently as she needs to.
Before long she had claimed an abandoned building as her own, creations webs from string and fortifying the building and weak reentry points, blocking off access through odd ways like the basement, and generally changing the inside to be her safe house. She took the name Whipstitch as her new Identity, and found her whole perspective changing.
She decided to steal from those who wanted for nothing, and to start finding a way to do her part in stopping the evil in the world, one step at a time.
Motivations: The world is filled with bad people, Parahumans, and monsters called Endbringers. Jen wants to do her part in stopping it all.
Sexuality: Bi
Likes: - Nights
- Meditation
- The color of blood
- Acrobatic feats
- Stars and the moon
Dislikes: - Bright lights
- Guns
- Evil / Bad people
- Lots of noise
- Men
Derangement: Jen has an incredible complicated relationship with men. On one hand she's driven to control them. On the other hand she's terrified of being controlled
by them. And there she is, stuck in the middle.
Beyond that, she's...odd. Very spidery in actions at times, and incredibly brutal in a fight.
Skills: - Incredible control over her body
- Can move silently almost over anything
- Can slow her heart and control her breathing to simulate death
- Can block pain temporarily, as long as it's not near lethal
- High flexibility, nigh on contortionist levels
- Amazing balance
- Acrobatic
- Skilled with short blades
- Innovative
Classification: Shaker / Blaster and Breaker
Details: Jen can create string from anywhere on her body. From there she can manipulate the string, changing its various properties and is able to move it like it's an extension of her body.
She can make the string denser, sharper, change its size and shape, even its color.
Her secondary ability is to phase through hostile physical objects.
Limitations: Her phasing ability is completely out of her control, and only as much of her body will phase as is required to avoid the danger. If the danger isn't physical she can't do anything about it.
Her string has a set maximum length upon creation, going no longer than 50 meters. Upward durability is roughly equivalent to titanium, but it remains highly vulnerable to fire. The razor sharp capabilities can easily cut through regular flesh, most cars, but not really through brick and buildings. She can use other creative applications of get ability to get through buildings, however.
Her string is considered part of her until detached, and as such will phase as required so long as it's attached directly still.
Her phase ability works cos via her passenger through her field of vision. If it's within sight, even if it's moving in such a way she can't consciously see it (like a bullet) she will phase. If she doesn't think it will connect or cause harm but it will, she will phase. Her passenger is in complete control of the ability, and she often doesn't know when she has phased.
Jen can't manipulate string she hasn't created, nor can she manipulate string she can't remember being hers.
She can't create string inside people or manipulate it inside people, but naturally can still cut/stab people with sharp string, including wrapping around limbs and puppeteering them around.
Equipment: Several pristine knives, hidden across her body. Tiny lock picking tools hidden in a hidden compartment on the bottom of her boots. Beyond that she's normally wearing straps and a runners bag that she stocks with what she thinks she might need for a job.
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