Abilities: Being one of the first to migrate from the world of animation to the world of written RHG's, his powers stayed mostly the same. Manipulation of the text he speaks. Upon speaking, JJ's words will hover over his head for an insubstantial amount of time. If enough concentration is put into it, he may morph and shape his words into deadly weapons. Taking just a simple "Hello" into two sharped "l's" which emulate the properties of swords, or any other weapon he may desire.
He may dissipate his text at any given time he would need to, as well as change it on the fly.
Weaknesses: - All of what JJ says is how he may take a word and twist it into whatever weapon he desires. Any audible noise, meaning that if you, per say, slit his throat, he might have quite a bit of trouble making the right consonant sounds or vowels. It might just be a mish mash of text which he must hastily fasten into some sort of usable weapon.
The more complicated the weapon, the more concentration is takes for him to fasten it into the weapon of his pleasing.
Beyond his powers of manipulation of text, he has no other powers to speak for. Make him silent and he is an easy target.
Personality: Jibber Jabber, since his days at FA, has actually wised up a bit about his attitude towards his fellow competitors in this new hellish wasteland that is SP-City. His demeanor imitates that of a cat. His claws sheathed, his eyes curious to his opponents every move. He wishes to do nothing but absorb all information he can, learn new styles to incorporate into his own. His outward appearance is that of innocence and curiosity but when it comes down to business he is nothing short of an efficient killer. Now on the other hand, he can be quite light heartened up until this point. He'll make jokes, he'll sit down and chat, hell, he will even share a cup of coffee with you.
Appearance: JJ's appearance is tall and lanky. A majority of the time an FA hoodie drawn tight over his head, to remind him every moment of his origin. His eyes a deep emerald green and ever moving, ever looking for more knowledge to collect. His mouth almost constantly moving, words occasionally appearing over the tip of his hood. Nothing but his mindless muttering, tasks he needs to do, things he needs to remind himself of or sometimes just lyrics to his favorite song.
Backstory: Before the days of FA, he was simply another stick. Another man looking to make a half way decent living through his powers. After a few fights he looked towards a forget section of the town. A completely deserted area of nothing but written literature. He fought for the area to come back to fruition, to make something new out of just written words. To bring the RHG world, to written works of art. It took him quite some time but upon completion, it was indeed glorious. It lasted however only a few short months before the merge. FA combined with SP-city to form something much more splendid. There was much to be done however and his creation was ground into dust. Up until recently, he had been completed abandoned, left alone with his literature until he once again presented his idea to the boss of all RHG. Andre himself. Being one of the few that had walked away from the FA written world, his argument was swift and just. wRHG was left in JJ's care until further fit by the boss himself. He roams the streets of his creation and hopes for it to flourish all the more. Things always needing to be fixed up, taken care of and of course, fights to be set.
His stage was ever being set.
His actors, hopefully, ever vigilant.
And his hopes, ever shooting higher for all the more entertaining fights.
Demo:
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I plan to fight you again Sacred. Prepare your anus.
Available for battle~!