Jam
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| Name | Layla "Jam" Bostwick |
| Species | Monkey |
| Age | 14 |
| Height | 112 cm |
| Weight | 29 kg |
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Lightning Shield—Jam is seemingly able to bend a force of nature to her whim, producing an ionized barrier, agility-augmenting bursts, plasmized projectiles, intense electromagnetic fields and EMPs, and some really mean static shocks, among other things. |
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General Info
Jam is angry.
Jam is misunderstood.
And unlike any other teenage girl who would file herself away under one or both of the above categories, Jam can and will beat most anyone who contributes to the former to a vindictively bloody pulp; and that's before shoving several thousand volts of electricity through them.
It wasn't always so, but Jam just hasn't much cared for people lately, and spends much of her time glaring bitter holes into the (only sometimes) empty space in front of her. Where she used to laugh (... admittedly at others' expense), and joke, and speak her mind freely, she now says precisely as much as is required to dismiss any unwanted company, and little more. Her trademark hairpin-trigger-temper remains unchanged at best, only with the substitution of less bellowed obscenities in favor of more barbaric pummeling.
Suffice to say, Jam just isn't much of a people person these days.
It would be seem rational, then, to generalize the surly simian's demeanor as simply hating everyone and everything, and while not completely accurate, it's unfortunately not too far from the truth. Certainly there remain a select few she at least attempts amiability for, but any behavior successfully distinct from silent brooding is limited to very exclusive company.
Ability Info
Relatively short and about as beefy as a potato chip, going toe to toe with Jam and taking it lightly is an easy, but dangerous mistake to make. Sure, as a fighter, she's sloppy and savage, but the punch she packs comes not from size, strength, or training, but her almost-literal lightning speed, shocking blows, and electrifyingly formidable defenses.
While she once loved to spin yarns about her talents being the result of a comic-book-esque freak accident involving a step-up transformer on a stormy day, the true origin of her high-voltage antics dangles unassumingly around her neck. Once a part of the fabled Lightning Ring of the Marble Ruins, stolen by GUN Operative Seven, and broken in the ensuing fight at Hilltop, the lightning-shaped gem is now little more than an apt accessory, devoid of its once teeming Chaos Energy, that now, through a prolonged bond with and usage of the ring, resides inherently in Jam, herself.
The bread and butter of her arsenal, the Lightning Shield, is primarily defensive. It is a swirling, ionized barrier capable of absorbing kinetic force, deflecting or stopping most projectiles. It also enables quick mid-air double-jumps, directional changes, and any number of other things, depending on how creative she's feeling on a given day. However, Layla is a strong proponent of the "best defense is a good offense" school of thought, and maintains a varied assaultive repertoire ranging from ball lightning, to at-will EM pulses, to electrified brawling, offering something pernicious (or, at the very least, highly irksome) for everyone.
Miscellanea
Trivia
- Closest friends: Rock, Caruso, and Tau (Yes, she is aware that most of her friends are robots, and thinks it implies more about others than it does about her)
- Worst enemies: Has a general guilty-until-proven-innocent automatic disliking policy for most, but reserves a special place in her heart (see: against her knuckles) for Geoff and Tracer
- Favorite color: Typically shades of green or blue, but favors anything unusual and potentially offensive
- Likes: Her boyfriend, her bass (its name is Wootie), bananas, and most anything fast and dangerous
- Dislikes: Could fill a book. Several, actually.
- Birthday: January 3rd
- Birthplace: South Island
- Character themes:
- Other trivia:
- Leads a band, Cause for Alarm, which
despite largely prodigious talent in at least a couple of members, can't seem to get signed due to their hodge-podge of musical directions and poor management (Jam)is experiencing a sudden explosive surge in popularity, most likely due to their highly publicized ongoing tour, pervasive social networking saturation, other media attention, and maybe, just maybe, a long overdue recognition of talent. - Despite a self-proclaimed love for bananas, aside from burnt plastic/fur/electrical components/etc., she most often smells of cherry candy
- Compulsively chews on things when idle; straws, fingers, eyewear earpieces, hoodie aglets... (no, it doesn't matter if they're hers, or not)
- Jam runs a little more tightly wound than usual these days, and blows off steam via physical exertion; particularly, she favors running, and hitting things to be the most therapeutic outlets
- Leads a band, Cause for Alarm, which
Beyond the Profile
Played By
Mie
First Appeared
- Submitted to SCCRP (Sonic Classic Continuity RP) on June 27th, 2006
- First appeared in SCCRP session 21-2, July 5th, 2006
- First appeared in SSRP in session 1-1, March 6th, 2010
Credits
Character art, concept and profile created by and property of Mie Shipe, not to be used without prior written consent.
Only for use only on Mie's deviantART page, her other personal galleries, and spindash.net
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