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| − | | name = Jack Leon | + | | name = Uriel Blackmoore |
| | | image = | | | image = |
| | | imagesize = 100 | | | imagesize = 100 |
| | | origin = Technology | | | origin = Technology |
| | | archetype = Scrapper | | | archetype = Scrapper |
| − | | level = 20 | + | | level = 30 |
| | | primary = Martial Arts | | | primary = Martial Arts |
| | | secondary = Electric Armor | | | secondary = Electric Armor |
| | | other = N/A | | | other = N/A |
| − | | formal = Jonathan Maxamillion Leon, Captain Jack Leon | + | | formal = Uriel Blackmoore |
| | | gender = Male | | | gender = Male |
| | | supergroup = VERMIN | | | supergroup = VERMIN |
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| | | description = /* Description */ | | | description = /* Description */ |
| − | | alternates = /* Alternate Costumes */
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| | | history = /* History */ | | | history = /* History */ |
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| | == Description == | | == Description == |
| − | Skin: Medium | + | <b>Birthdate:</b> August 12, 1976 |
| − | Hair: Auburn | + | <br><b>Home Planet:</b> Primal Earth. England, then Boston, then Paragon. |
| − | Eyes: Green | + | <br><b>Species:</b> Born human, turned angel |
| − | Distinguishing Marks: Small horizontal scar below right eye, somewhat larger scar on left shoulder, both from bullets. Scar below eye was a graze. | + | <br><b>Skin:</b> Light |
| − | Clothing of Choice: Tends to favor browns and olive greens. He likes wearing his olive-green cargo pants, tucked into black work boots. With this, he wears a brown, armored coat, the sleeves tucked into large gloves, connected to his neural implant system, allowing them to conduct a charge. He always wears a pair of goggles with a brown band and dark tinted lenses. These goggles have a wire, leading to a painfully-long-looking, three inch jack, which inserts into a port behind his right ear. This is painful. | + | <br><b>Hair:</b> Black |
| − | Expression: Usually that of a slightly smug air, generally smiling, grinning, or smirking. | + | <br><b>Eyes:</b> Blue/white |
| − | Speech Patterns: Western accent. Fluency in English and Chinese. Tends to use Chinese to censor himself, or in surprise. This Chinese is spoken with a slight western accent as well, however, making it likely somewhat difficult to understand to native Chinese speakers. | + | <br><b>Distinguishing Marks:</b> Wing tatto on his back, tribal on the back of his neck and around his arms |
| − | Demeanor: Pleasant, if a bit crass or harsh at times. | + | <br><b>Clothing of Choice:</b> Generally jeans and a t-shirt, with fingerless gloves. He dresses to be comfortable on the job. |
| − | == Alternate Costumes ==
| + | <br><b>Expression:</b> Bored, somewhat smug, nonchalant. |
| − | Coming soon!
| + | <br><b>Speech Patterns:</b> British accent, cultured, intelligent, aloof. |
| | + | <br><b>Demeanor:</b> Seems frequently bored with his surroundings, though can sometimes have a bit of a temper. Thinks he's better than everyone else. Mainly 'cause he is. |
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| | == History == | | == History == |
| − | Jonathan "Jack" Leon, born 2491, enlisted in the Alliance army, a result of pressure from friends and family, about six months before Unification Day. During this time in the war, he was equipped with a neural transplant, allowing him to run an electric charge through his body, and control a pair of goggles with built-in HUD, without having to speak commands. Despite joining the Alliance army, he didn't support unification, and what he really wanted was to don a brown coat and fight for the Independents. His time in the army, though, trained him well; expanding on the martial skills he had picked up as a teenager, and teaching him to fly a ship and navigate, as well as simple and more complex commands for his implant.
| + | Yes, it says Jack Leon. I'm poor, leave me alone. This will be Uriel Blackmoore when I get the money for the name change. |
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| − | When the war was over, he decided to enlist his skills by joining a ship. He joined the ranks of the ship (name coming), under a captain called Boss. Boss ran a smuggling operation, and did a bang-up job at it. The pay was good, the life a near-perfect mix of exciting, entertaining, and comfortable, and the crew was amiable to Jack, known then as Leon.
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| − | During one mission, however, Jack's skills were called upon to scan an approaching ship. At the most inopportune time, his implant glitched, and the reading came back as just a transport vessel. By some miracle, Boss decided not to raid this ship, as pirates of old would have done. This may have spared the lives of his entire crew. He did, however, make no attempt to hide himself, or pass the other ship more quickly. Therefore, when the ship revealed itself as Alliance, (name coming) and her entire crew was taken aboard for questioning. When several smuggled shipments were discovered onboard, the crew was apprehended, save for Jack, who was spared by virtue of a time that wasn't even his own choice: having served in the Alliance army got him a pardon. Boss and his crew were sent to lockdown, while Jack was sent on his way.
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| − | Having lost his home, Jack decided to acquire his own ship. He found a beauty of a vessel; deceptively large, hiding several turrets and plenty of smuggling space, plenty-comfortable interior. He bought the ship using his savings and a loan from friends, and called her Jiang Lao, Coyote. Calling on friends from before his army days, the few that didn't push him to what he didn't want, he found among them a pilot by the name of Sam, a surveyor called Byron, and a medic known only by Doc. Figuring he could fly the ship with this crew alone, he got her in the sky and took jobs.
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| − | It wasn't long before the ship was in dire need of repairs, however, and he made port at a small mining moon with a deceptively bustling port city. There, he found a teenager by the name of Kaz playing absently with a small flying mech, controlling it with a panel on his arm. When the mech crashed harmlessly into Jack, it caught his attention. Upon learning that the boy had build it from scratch, he invited him aboard his ship. Kaz assured the crew that he'd be able to take care of the engine and its workings, and they were back in the sky.
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| − | Some time after finding their natural genius mechanic, Jack was doing a routine scan of a ship in the distance, when the worst result possible was returned. The ship within sight of his own was piloted by Reavers. He sprang to action, hopping on the com to instruct his crew to remain calm, and directing Sam to alter course twenty degrees starboard, and keep the speed steady. No sooner had this order been followed through, however, that everything went black for a split second that felt like eternity. When his vision returned, he was no longer aboard Jiang Lao, but was instead surrounded by rather short, furry, anthropomorphic beings, all talking about some Council.
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| − | His initial shock was quickly replaced with frantic worry, as his ship was now captainless, within sights of a Reaver vessel. He started to panic, but an orange fox informed him that he was capable of teleporting. Eager to try, despite not knowing the creature, he offered what help he could. The fox concentrated, then opened a portal... into black space. No ships could be seen, no signs of battle or even struggle. Jack's heart sank. He had no idea what had happened to his ship, his crew. He was given hope, though, when one of his other new companions informed him that many people are displaced here. The fox that opened the portal was even from another dimension. Perhaps his crew was also here? Jack perked a bit, hope that he would find his crew, and maybe even his ship, growing. He joined the group his new companions were a member of, VERMIN, seemingly made for people like him. He counted himself fortunate that he was transported where he was.
| + | Uriel was born to wealthy parents, the older of two siblings. He and his sister, Azraelle, were both child prodigies, and were home-schooled and trained extensively to be assassins. When Uriel turned 21, his oppressive parents were killed in the car crash resulting from his transformation into an angel. Specifically, his namesake. He is Uriel, the Wrath of God. He refused to follow God's orders, however, and was cast out. Being a Seraph, he was able to keep his abilities, but he's not welcome in Heaven. He didn't want to go there anyway. Bored of Boston, he explored a bit, and found Paragon to be in serious need of aid. He therefore now lives there, with the supergroup Vermin, helping those in need there. |
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| − | He now fights alongside the members of VERMIN, seeking to make this world a little safer, all the while searching for a way back to his own world, his ship, his crew, his comfortable if dangerous life.
| + | I will expand upon this history later. |
Yes, it says Jack Leon. I'm poor, leave me alone. This will be Uriel Blackmoore when I get the money for the name change.
Uriel was born to wealthy parents, the older of two siblings. He and his sister, Azraelle, were both child prodigies, and were home-schooled and trained extensively to be assassins. When Uriel turned 21, his oppressive parents were killed in the car crash resulting from his transformation into an angel. Specifically, his namesake. He is Uriel, the Wrath of God. He refused to follow God's orders, however, and was cast out. Being a Seraph, he was able to keep his abilities, but he's not welcome in Heaven. He didn't want to go there anyway. Bored of Boston, he explored a bit, and found Paragon to be in serious need of aid. He therefore now lives there, with the supergroup Vermin, helping those in need there.
