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7 yrs ago
*Lies in a gravestone reading 0.21*
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7 yrs ago
AND I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD, posts will be coming out by the end of the week
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7 yrs ago
Been a rough week, but will get my replies out by the end of the weekend
7 yrs ago
My body has been awake for 24+ hours and I'm probably going to be awake for another 24; let's get posting
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7 yrs ago
Finals are almost halfway done but oh well - slower posting due to that, back on scheduel next week
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Jack Chambers
23 Dec 23 6'1" Guardian

"Spirits guide you."


◆ I D E O L O G Y
A follower of an esoteric Greater Good, Jack always acts for the good of the greater community. Sometimes that means saving the greatest number of people, yet at other times that may mean saving the one person who is needed the most. He is often unsure which is better. Still, he is always willing to lend a helpful hand.

A spiritualist, Jack believes the line between Guardian and spirit is blurred and none too clear. Through the communion of his spirits and frequent meditation, he gains access to their knowledge, experience, and wisdom relayed through dreams, visions, and intuition, though his interpretations are not always correct. He reveres spirits of all kinds, understanding that they are beings of nature and a part of the world just as much as a rock or a tree. This often leads him at odds with those who forcefully absorb and abuse spirits.

A social butterfly, Jack hides behind a mask of happiness and smiles. He flits about from one group to another, dispensing a kind word here, a crude joke there, yet always keeping people at arm's length.

A man of action, Jack often acts first based on his intuition, placing faith in himself and the spirits that guide him. Once a viable plan is set, he jumps forward into action. Too much time to mull about and ponder leaves him constantly anxious that is better dealt with when already committed to a plan.


◆ B A C K G R O U N D
All along the borders of the Zone roam nomadic herds of doctors, scientists, and soldiers, moving with ever changing landscape. Seekers of knowledge, seekers of death, Samaritans and lowlifes of all types count among their numbers as they travel around in large mobile bases, acting as fringe outposts for the Nexus. However, these bases on wheels also house a rudimentary science lab for field researchers as well as holding all the supplies necessary for field hospitals for Zoners and soldiers alike. Popular targets for Aggressors, Fanatics, and Mordrem, all mobile bases come with the ability to self-destruct.

But back then, there was no Zone. There was however, a city, north of Helston and nestled in the mountains. Concordia it was called, and in the city of Concordia was a boy named Jack. Jack's father was a doctor, working at some nondescript hospital while his mother was a physical trainer, both happily married and content by all means. Jack himself was a bright and loving boy, loved and cared for by all around him. Life was generally perfect.

Then the Event. A Disturbance felt across the world, but heeded by little.

At first there were no signs of anything being wrong. Life went on like normal, there was nothing special on the news save for an incident at Nexus Industries. There were the occasional refugees that trickled into the city, carrying strange scars and horror stories that were eventually all quickly dismissed. Then, as if a floodgate had opened, they came in all at once. Those who had their homes destroyed by the encroaching Mordrem sought shelter wherever they could. They came into Concordia by the tens, then hundreds, then thousands. Curfews were placed, barricades were built, security blocks were established as more and more people infected with Stigma came, with the consequence of more and more husks appearing everyday.

One day Jack's mother came home, sick and unwell. Weak and unsteady, Jack did his best to help his mother and it was then that it was discovered that he was a Guardian. After an extremely quick recovery, both his mother and his father spent more time and became even more affectionate with Jack as they knew the city was safe for their boy no longer.

Far too soon for his parents, the day came when they received a letter from Oakridge, congratulating Jack on his acceptance for his "unique abilities." The next day, Jack was sent to Oakridge, never to see his parents again. The last he had heard of them, Concordia had fallen to the Mordrem. His father managed to flee and now worked at a mobile base, helping all those in need. His mother died in the attack.


◆ W A R F A R E
Jack's magic is often only used for utility reasons or to incapacitate a foe.

Unlike other Guardians, Jack prefers to fight at range using (often) modified military equipment. Through a combination of studying and spiritual knowledge coupled with constant training and a touch of spiritual assistance, Jack is a precision marksmen who can place shots where they'll do the most damage.

In melee, Jack is a brutal pugilist. Agile, quick, and armed with steel plated cestuses, Jack strikes with incapacitating jabs and devastating critical blows.
◇ Fibbe [ Lightning ] A jolt of electricity delivered through physical contact, it can cause muscle spasms and restart hearts alike; denoted by an electrostatic discharge and a distinct whine before contact
◇ Dite [ Air ] [ +Empowers Adept ] Pulling information directly from a target's lips, Jack maps out the entirety of a target's body systems by their breath; denoted by Jack inhaling a faint pink mist
◇ Cea [ Air ] [ +/- Dispel ] A brief gust of air that can be used for a wide variety of purposes, such as carrying medi-gel to allow for distant application or increasing a bullet's velocity
◇ Cura [ Air ] [ Holy ] [ +Lancet ] A rush of air and a wave of light surrounds the target, revitalizing them and granting them a second wind. Tires Jack out quickly
◇ McCoy [ Holy ] [ +Heal ] Mend tissue and broken bones. Patient still feels pain, tires out both Jack and the patient depending on the severity of the wound; denoted by a blue mist exuding out of Jack's hands and the taste of a random fruit lollipop by the patient


◆ A S P E K T S
Lancer - Physical Damage increased
Adept - Physical Crit Chance
Medic - HeilinBot
Lucky - Increases potency of other Aspekts


◆ T R I V I A
Is gay
Old flames include Tom, his current roommate, Rory, who is one class under, and Hans, the violent breakup
Is fond of hard candies, strawberries, and bad romance movies of all kinds
Is occasionally fond of smoking, but is trying to quit the habit
Works as a fitness trainer
Frequent partyer with Eliza; doesn't drink
Sparring partner, gym partner, and longtime friend of Subira
Study buddies with Serenity
@Prisk

From clinically depressed death seeker to spiritual hippie, Jack is ready for a complete review! Let me know if anything needs to be added, changed or removed. I'll also gladly write up some fluff pieces for you concerning Concordia and the mobile bases.

For the aspekts, I put the descriptions next to them so I can easily go back and identify them if need be.

EDIT: Just saw @Redrum's character, hope I didn't step on too many toes.
Do you want to do a timeskip to night time?
Jax was battered and humiliated, angry that the bandit had bested him. It was clear that the leader had been a deserter at some point, or at the least a very proficient fighter considering the way he held himself and how he had fought, but that was no excuse. It was a well known problem among the army that deserters commonly resorted to a life of banditry since they often had no home to return to and no place to seek refuge since the Empire was crumbling apart. Scores of men left every night in the twilight years of the year, and if Jax couldn't even best one, how was he supposed to ensure Kae's safety.

Kae.

Jax whipped his head around, barely catching her wheezing call as he scrambled toward her side. He saw her hand weakly grab a pouch at her belt, clearly needed something inside it. His fingers hurriedly opened it and dug through it, clasping onto something cool and smooth. Taking it out, he saw it was a small vial of sparkling water, his senses filled with that of a powerful current.

Unsure of what to do with the vial only that it would help somehow, Jax dripped a drop into Kae's mouth before dripping a single more over her hand. Plugging the vial back up, he put it down and took out a scrap piece of cloth and began gently dabbing at her wound, doing his best to clean the mess.
Do you like doubling up on characters or no?
The bandit leader snarled as he saw two more of his crew fall to Kae's deadly dance, barking at his two remaining subordinates to take care of her. There was only a moment of hesitation before they both fanned out of Jax's reach, coming back around to lunge at Kae simultaneously, blades out.

Trusting Kae to not allow his back to be stabbed, Jax focused his attention entirely on the leader, who charged at him axe held high, leaving his midsection wide open. Jax crouched and stabbed his sword forward, only for the bandit to sidestep and switch his attack to a low swing at his right. Jax's eyes widened and immediately slapped his sword down, catching the handle and stopped the axe mid-swing. Still, the force was enough to knock aside his blade as the two weapons rebounded off each other. The bandit used the return momentum to strike down at a diagonal slash.

With little time to react, Jax tackled down the bandit, knocking the air out of him as they landed on the ground. Straddling the bandit, he punched the bandit in his wiry mug with his sword arm once, twice, then pain as the bandit recovered and landed a solid right hook. Disorientated, Jax quickly felt the tables turn as the bandit rolled them around and this time returning the favor as both of the bandits fists whirled into a flurry of pain aimed at his own face. Eventually Jax pushed him off as the bandit reached for the dagger at his belt, and at the same time, two cries rang out behind them, twins.

Jax saw the bandit gnash his teeth, taking stock of his options. Making the wiser choice, he scrambled up and off the ground and sprinted back into the woods, melding back into the foliage and trees. Relieved that the fight was over, Jax kneeled, panting. "Totally had that," he said, as he spat out a glob of blood.
excitement! firsts are always exciting

if you want me to tone down the seriousness, I can! Jax is just a depressing person and he's a miserable little fellow, so just trying to show that without becoming full Linkin Park and black eyeliner.
Oh my yes please
just in case you want numbers or anything, I was imagining there to be 6 bandits in total: 1 leader, 2 archers, and 3 reg bandits. That's just my thoughts, but you fight however many you wanna fight! I'm sure Kae is badass enough to handle herself
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