Graham, Jordan

[Jordan Graham]

The character.

Name Jordan Kane Graham
Nickname(s): Kane
Age: 19
Mutations/Abilities:
[x] Multiply Self ;; The ability to multiply oneself by a million with each copy exact as the original. The more copies, the weaker oneself is.
[x] Speed ;; The muscles in the legs are able to take more pressure and withstand more force per square inch.
[x] Wings ;; Objects protruding out of the back, giving the ability to fly. Wings can look like anything, leathery like a bats or feathers like a bird.
Face Claim: Mitch Hewer
Appearance:
Jordan is lean for his age, but what he lacks for in body he makes up for with his height. He has a pretty tough physique and an athletic frame that always holds some definition to it. Jordan is slim too yet his muscles are defined enough to show that he is extremely active and up to date for his health and body weight issues. He usually does regular exercises and sports to keep himself in shape so he'd never be criticized for being lazy or a slacker.

Jordan's skin is quite pale for someone who's lived in Britain most of his life and someone who spends most of his time outside playing sports. He isn't sickly pale, he just hasn't had much sun while living in a country like that. He has a very good complexion however and there's no signs on his body to show that he's had a particularly strenuous past.

He has short unkempt sandy blond hair, usually the cause of his hand ruffling up his hair. Sometimes he forgets to get his hair cut just the right way but he usually keeps it short and combs it in a way as if his hair is winded. At times he lets his original blond hair grow out but never lets it get past his chin. His eyes are dark green-blue in color, which he got from his mother.

As for Jordan's face, his cheeks are slightly hollow, a few freckles upon the mound of his nose and high cheek bones. He has a dimple on his left cheek which he claims as his 'special facial feature'. His nose is rather long and looks as if he has a knack to pick his bogie's, which in fact he does. His teeth aren't all that bad. He's missing a few from the back (cavities from all the candy he fell in love with). But overall they're straight and off-white in color. His wings are light, feathery and white in color. Although as a teenager, his younger brother (who is able to control the four elements) had by accident caused an uproar in the house by setting Jordan's left wing on fire. The bottom of his left wing had an ugly, black in color and deeply wounded scar. Jordan had denied the help of a healer, claiming that it looked 'cool'.

As for clothes, Jordan tends to wear baggy clothes. Usually if they aren't branded, he would wear horizontally striped tee shirts, often in the color of white and blue, or white and red. He doesn't like wearing jeans. So he tends to wear shorts or track pants. His shoes are casual sneakers always muddied or missing sole pieces. He wears a loosened up ties around his neck and his favorite pair of yellow goggles up on his head and only puts them on when he's ready to take off running full-speed. Jordan did try piercing his right ear before but never again tried to pierce anywhere else. He complained a lot about the pain. Jordan's not the neat freak type and as for his stupid stunts, he gets his clothes dirtied eventually.

Family:
Father's Name: Kane Graham
Father's Age: 44 years old
Father's Job: Doctor

Mother's Name: Alanna Graham
Mother's Age: 42 years old
Mother's Job: House-wife

Siblings:
Angela Graham (Sister, 6 years old).
Neville Graham (Brother, 14 years old).

Personal History

FIRST-BORN
Born in England, on 1987 November the 20th, Jordan's hometown 'Linden-view Court'. He was quite strange as a boy. He cried only when put alone in his crib, couldn't bare to be alone, even as a baby. He needed company. There was yet another thing that had bothered his parents. Two bony, reddened bumps on his shoulder blades had appeared. The Doctor himself was shocked, unable to identify the problem. Studies showed that the boy was a Mutant. Shocked like the rest of their hometown, the family was driven out of Linden-view Court and they ended up deciding to move to the United States. Hoping that it would make a drastic change on their views for the child, the United States mentioned Blackbriar. Happy as a family, they moved over to Blackbriar, living a peaceful life with their first-born.

AS A YOUNG CHILD
Young as he was at the age of four, the family received another drastic blow. 1990, the 'Human Project' as it was called had managed to killed half their community.

TEEN-AGE
Fourteen of age, fully grown wings on his back, Jordan had discovered yet two other powers of his. Speed was natural at the age of six, but to multiply himself had been an exceptional gift. Jordan used his powers for his own good. As this age Jordan was expected of responsibility and maturity in care for his younger siblings. He came a little short when it came to responsibility and often got himself in trouble at school. He had a baby sister named Angela and a young brother named Neville. Both whom look up to him as an idol. Which was more than enough for him to rebel at school and show them how 'cool' he is. His parents are often strict with him, making sure to ground him whenever to opportunity came. Of course, Jordan had other ways to wiggle out of strict ruling besides from his powers. He would make up lies and blame it quite a few times on his siblings, when they weren't around to listen.

He would spend the summer, as each summer, working on pranking ideas with his siblings. His fingers were taped together from a nasty fall off the roof that his mother didn't want to fix as punishment for harassing her babies in the first place. In his defense, he had told her that his siblings deserved a chance to enter the world of pranking and rebellion.

He was a major goof ball at school, doing weird stunts and working on strange ways to annoy or scare students. He grew up as a rebel and although he loved his parents dearly he just couldn't stop himself when the right opportunity came for making a mess.

At the Academy he was considered the class clown but also an 'Extreme Wierdo' and add unreliable teammate as well. However, besides the rebelling and sports, he practiced his powers efficiently and had the ability to control them properly. His wings however, were another story. He rarely used them but merely showed them off because he liked the look.

Personality:
Jordan is an idiot when it comes to Math and English but evidently good at Science and active sporting events. While he is skilled at hands on work and communication work, he prefers to do experiments over equations any day. He will go to any lengths to achieve his ends, to win. If he wants something bad enough, no amount of discomfort will sway him. He will see things through to the end. If he is given a task to complete, he will do whatever it takes to finish it. It becomes a point of pride.

Jordan is also very outgoing and a real embarrassment at times. You could say that he's like a nerd but a weird one, he just loves the spotlight and what it could do for ones reputation. Aside from all of that, he does have a very adorable and rebellious side. He's not afraid to take action or initiative when it comes to breaking rules or taking problem's into his own hands. He does know that he’s a little too obsessed with tree climbing even though he has perfectly well wings to support him through flight. He can be a little daring at times. Doing adventurous stunts to impress people and using pathetic toys like slingshots and water guns to annoy people.

But sometimes there's a whole new side to him. He can be pissed right away if anyone were to touch him violently, trying to harm or disagree with him. He has a side which can go ballistic at the thought of being beaten. Jordan does not like the feeling of going down easily. He still has that attitude of not backing away from a fight and isn't afraid to speak up for himself when he's not being respected. He can get a little carried away at times, unable to control his rather violent temper. Something he got from his father.

Fears:
[x] Lose the feeling in his wings and fall from the sky
[x] Lose his gifted powers
[x] Dying
[x] To be transfered into a paranormal universe from the cause of his full speed running (which in fact Jordan knows is rather childish but 'possible' to come true).

Strengths:
He's a tough kid. He's not one to back down on anything. He can take care of himself, what with his agility and well-built wings. His strength in power is to multiply himself. He practices quite often and has grown accustomed to the feeling when a clone is separated from his own body. He's good at Science; especially Biology.

Weaknesses:
Although he is capable of taking care of himself, he gets nervous in closed spaces or if he's quite alone and eventually panics. He's weak at controlling his wings. Powerful they might be but he still hasn't grown accustomed to the two bumps in his back and the fact that he can move them.

You.

Alias: Em/Mary
Experience: 2 years.
How’d you hear about us? Another site.
Other: I'm terrible at graphics.
Role playing Sample:
"Come on," Jordan snapped loudly to himself, kicking the back of his Caprice Classic a few times, "Work you worthless piece of shit!" He inwardly groaned as the car roared and then died down once again. Exhaling noisily, he gave the bumper one last irritated kick only to receive incredible pain on his toe. Raising a hand to run through his hair, Jordan paced back and forth in front of his car, deciding whether to kick it some more or leave it there, only to come back the next day with his dad and tell him about the horrible, horrible incident which had nothing to do with him.

"Okay," Jordan began. Talking to himself out loud would make him feel better. He started off with a calmed voice, "So I can just wait here and ask random people how to work this thing...or I can leave it here and never have anything to do with it ever again so that it doesn't ever fucking piss me off!" he ended with a yell, pointing at the car as a few people walking down the streets eyed him cautiously.

"Why, why, why," Jordan banged his head repeatedly against the window of his car. The engine suddenly started once again, the car vibrating a little, "Yes!" Jumping quickly into his car, he pressed the accelerating pedal, changing the gear only to realize the car shuttered, gassed out and stopped yet again. "No!" He yelled, banging a fist on the horn of his car and letting it beep loudly, "Frick you, Caprice!" he snapped at the car.

Looking over at the beach, he pursed his lips and lamented on whether he should have brought his car on such a good day. Maybe going to the beach and forgetting about his car would help him a little. If only he could meet someone familiar and spill his guts about how he hated the car.

[Ciel Jean Donatien]

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