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Age: Nineteen
Current characters: N/A
IC
Name: Jaime Reyes
Fandom: DC's Blue Beetle comic series
History link: http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Jaime_Reyes_(New_Earth)
Age: Eighteen
Canon point: A couple weeks after attending his family reunion (oh, and halting a full-scale invasion of Earth, but that was before the reunion). He spends a couple years in Pleasantville as well.
Personality: Jaime's strongest characteristic is his sense of responsibility--to his family, friends, his hometown, the world. All right, that's a pretty big load for one kid from El Paso, but, as the third to take the superhero name Blue Beetle, he's got quite a legacy to uphold. He often will feel as though he's in over his head. At these points, he looks to his predecessor, Ted Kord, for inspiration. The second Blue Beetle had no powers, yet used his genius inventions and strategies to fight crime. Jaime tries to follow that example, considering every side of the fight before acting. He is determined to be the best hero he can, protecting anyone who needs help no matter who they are or what they look like.
Even disregarding the superpowers, he does all he can to support others--whether that's offering to ease his dad's workload or just being there when a friend's life is getting too hectic. He is a hard-working, earnest person with a strong set of moralities. When he first started using the armor, he was hesitant to take up the job as a superhero; however, he could never sit idly by while defenseless people were in trouble (no matter who those people were, old or young, respected or clueless, kind or greedy). Even regarding the villains he faced, Jaime always sought a way to end battles without resorting to ending his foe's life. His willpower has been strong enough to keep from killing while he has a literal killing machine at his fingertips.
That said, Jaime is still pretty young and a bit of a dork. Though he's gotten used to it some, being a superhero is still an exciting and fun experience for him. Even when battling 60-foot villains, he manages to regard the situation with optimism and a bit of humor. He's a lighthearted guy who would be content simply enjoying time with his family and friends.
Of course, nothing makes him feel worse than when he feels he's let down those close to him. He's seen at his angriest and most unforgiving when someone threatens the people he cares about; his most depressed when he fails to save everyone. Upon returning home from a year-long disappearance, his foremost concern was how that affected his family and friends; the guilt over the fact that he wasn't around to help while their lives were getting more complicated took a while for him to sort out.
Khaji Da is the sentient weapon attached to Jaime's spine. He exists as another mind--physically housed in the scarab nestled into the spinal cord, and communicating with Jaime in his head. True, he was created with a great deal of information regarding science and all species of Jaime's universe, but he's learned a great deal since bonding with the human. In regard to things like morality and empathy, all he's learned has been from Jaime. Though intelligent and powerful, the scarab still is inexperienced with emotional conflicts. He feels all that Jaime feels, and often those emotions are difficult to completely understand.
Thanks to Jaime, Khaji had recently fully realized his free will when the two were sent to Pleasantville. The scarab even has a deadpan, sarcastic sense of humor, and he recognizes the qualities that make a hero--self-sacrifice and altruism.
Over the year or so spent there, the two only had eachother to rely on. Jaime being a generally sociable person, used to having a strong support system behind all of his battles, it was especially trying for him to have only strange, unfeeling Stepford people for human company. The two grew much closer as a result, Khaji feeling Jaime's emotions just as strongly as the human does; it can be unclear in some situations exactly where Jaime's mind ends and the scarab's begins.
Powers/Abilities: On his own, Jaime is a generally average human. Though smart and strategic, he's not particularly strong or fast. To be a superhero, he needs to shift into the bug suit--a form of alien technology which encases his body in armor. In this state, he has superhuman strength, endurance, and speed. The armor is also able to form many different weapons and augmentations, from wings and blades to energy cannons and jet packs. It's suggested that the alien tech is capable of WMD-level destruction, but Jaime would never allow it to go that far. By now, of course, Jaime has gained control over the suit and its different abilities (even able to activate only portions of the suit for use of weapons while staying in human form); however, when detecting threat, the armor may begin to form before Jaime has a chance to react.
That, of course, would be the work of Khaji Da. Jaime is capable of infrared vision and similar scanning methods while the full suit is activated; Khaji is the one who's constantly surveying and calculating possible threats and relaying this information to Jaime, whether or not the suit is active. It can scan other people as well, able to detect health conditions, metahuman abilities, and magical abilities. While the scarab can usually determine an effective means for Jaime to battle an enemy, magic is something which Khaji Da cannot analyze.
Being integrated into Jaime's nervous system, the scarab communicates with Jaime directly in his mind and monitor any aspect of his physical state. It can alter Jaime's body as well. First and foremost, Khaji can heal the human; it can also cause the release of chemicals in Jaime's brain.
Additionally, the scarab can tune in to radio and wireless internet signals, both to search for information and to allow Jaime to broadcast or contact others through any technological means of communication. Khaji Da can also communicate with other technological forms of artificial intelligence. Using dead skin cells, sweat, and similar body wastes, the scarab is able to make clothes and paper. Both work perfectly fine aside from the fact that they're kind of gross to think about.
Prose sample:
There was one hell of a long pause after skimming over the nifty little brochure Jaime found on him. This was followed by, "What."
//You do not comprehend the information packet?// answered the alien presence in the human's mind--rather, attached to his spinal cord--in a slightly confused tone.
"I don't..." even after rereading the same words over and over, all he could say was a flat, "What."
//Records indicate that Jaime Reyes passed 10th-grade English with an A- grade. Repeat: is the Terran education system at fault, or are you unable to understand the printed material?// Snide perhaps, but it was a genuine question, and truly a concern for the scarab. After all, he'd been with Jaime for three years (most of which was spent in Pleasantville, which meant the two symbiotic partners were pretty much on their own), why wasn't the human responding to him?
"Khaji, it's-- well, do you understand exactly what this is saying?" Jaime had never been too subtle about talking with the scarab. Being surrounded by people who could barely be classified as sentient--let's just say he'd started to forget what it was like being around actual human beings. Since he was the only one who could hear Khaji Da, anyone happening by would see Jaime having a very uneasy conversation with... himself? His imaginary friend? Either way, the occasional strange look doesn't seem to phase him at the moment.
//El Paso, the Earth, family// Khaji Da had grown accustomed to the strong emotion his human host felt, especially in regard to his family. Though still a little slow to truly empathize with him, the scarab knew to tread thoughtfully around those feelings, //It is unfortunate, but we must-//
"No, that's not... I know they're--" The months spent in Pleasantville, he'd been given plenty of time to think about the fate of everyone he'd left back home. Jaime considered himself adjusted to the fact that he would never see them again. He'd done everything he could think of trying to get out; the scarab suggested they'd been transported to some kind of pocket dimension. "My world's gone. I've come to terms with it." In all honesty, whether or not that was true was still to be debated--Jaime preferred to just push the thought to the back of his mind. And there it went, especially thanks to Khaji's next query.
//Then you do not understand how to engage in sexual relations with another human?//
A furious blush spread over the human's face, "K-Khaji, seriously?"
//You see, when two people love each other very much...//
"Shuttup," Jaime growled as a chittery sound went through his mind which could only be his partner's laughter. Stupid bug. How does a sentient piece of alien technology even develop a sense of humor? Maybe if the scarab had attached to some other kid; it seemed Jaime had rubbed off on Khaji's budding personality. "The sarcasm isn't helping. This is serious; I can't just do that stuff with- with complete strangers!" That's not how Mama Reyes raised him.
//Solution: make friends//
"Scarab, you know it's not that simple."
//I suggest you start speaking with someone other than the alien entity inhabiting your mind,// A very self-satisfied beetle noted that Jaime would be pleasantly surprised by this next part. //There is a city of fully sentient lifeforms around you, to start off. Not Pleasantville-ians.//
"Wait. Real people?" From the slight smile on the humans face, it seemed Khaji had succeeded in lifting his friend's spirits, "Maybe this isn't as bad as Pleasantville..."
Links: None to speak of
Name: Morris
Contact: RoarMorris@gmail.com, Timrous @ AIM,
Age: Nineteen
Current characters: N/A
IC
Name: Jaime Reyes
Fandom: DC's Blue Beetle comic series
History link: http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Jaime_Reyes_(New_Earth)
Age: Eighteen
Canon point: A couple weeks after attending his family reunion (oh, and halting a full-scale invasion of Earth, but that was before the reunion). He spends a couple years in Pleasantville as well.
Personality: Jaime's strongest characteristic is his sense of responsibility--to his family, friends, his hometown, the world. All right, that's a pretty big load for one kid from El Paso, but, as the third to take the superhero name Blue Beetle, he's got quite a legacy to uphold. He often will feel as though he's in over his head. At these points, he looks to his predecessor, Ted Kord, for inspiration. The second Blue Beetle had no powers, yet used his genius inventions and strategies to fight crime. Jaime tries to follow that example, considering every side of the fight before acting. He is determined to be the best hero he can, protecting anyone who needs help no matter who they are or what they look like.
Even disregarding the superpowers, he does all he can to support others--whether that's offering to ease his dad's workload or just being there when a friend's life is getting too hectic. He is a hard-working, earnest person with a strong set of moralities. When he first started using the armor, he was hesitant to take up the job as a superhero; however, he could never sit idly by while defenseless people were in trouble (no matter who those people were, old or young, respected or clueless, kind or greedy). Even regarding the villains he faced, Jaime always sought a way to end battles without resorting to ending his foe's life. His willpower has been strong enough to keep from killing while he has a literal killing machine at his fingertips.
That said, Jaime is still pretty young and a bit of a dork. Though he's gotten used to it some, being a superhero is still an exciting and fun experience for him. Even when battling 60-foot villains, he manages to regard the situation with optimism and a bit of humor. He's a lighthearted guy who would be content simply enjoying time with his family and friends.
Of course, nothing makes him feel worse than when he feels he's let down those close to him. He's seen at his angriest and most unforgiving when someone threatens the people he cares about; his most depressed when he fails to save everyone. Upon returning home from a year-long disappearance, his foremost concern was how that affected his family and friends; the guilt over the fact that he wasn't around to help while their lives were getting more complicated took a while for him to sort out.
Khaji Da is the sentient weapon attached to Jaime's spine. He exists as another mind--physically housed in the scarab nestled into the spinal cord, and communicating with Jaime in his head. True, he was created with a great deal of information regarding science and all species of Jaime's universe, but he's learned a great deal since bonding with the human. In regard to things like morality and empathy, all he's learned has been from Jaime. Though intelligent and powerful, the scarab still is inexperienced with emotional conflicts. He feels all that Jaime feels, and often those emotions are difficult to completely understand.
Thanks to Jaime, Khaji had recently fully realized his free will when the two were sent to Pleasantville. The scarab even has a deadpan, sarcastic sense of humor, and he recognizes the qualities that make a hero--self-sacrifice and altruism.
Over the year or so spent there, the two only had eachother to rely on. Jaime being a generally sociable person, used to having a strong support system behind all of his battles, it was especially trying for him to have only strange, unfeeling Stepford people for human company. The two grew much closer as a result, Khaji feeling Jaime's emotions just as strongly as the human does; it can be unclear in some situations exactly where Jaime's mind ends and the scarab's begins.
Powers/Abilities: On his own, Jaime is a generally average human. Though smart and strategic, he's not particularly strong or fast. To be a superhero, he needs to shift into the bug suit--a form of alien technology which encases his body in armor. In this state, he has superhuman strength, endurance, and speed. The armor is also able to form many different weapons and augmentations, from wings and blades to energy cannons and jet packs. It's suggested that the alien tech is capable of WMD-level destruction, but Jaime would never allow it to go that far. By now, of course, Jaime has gained control over the suit and its different abilities (even able to activate only portions of the suit for use of weapons while staying in human form); however, when detecting threat, the armor may begin to form before Jaime has a chance to react.
That, of course, would be the work of Khaji Da. Jaime is capable of infrared vision and similar scanning methods while the full suit is activated; Khaji is the one who's constantly surveying and calculating possible threats and relaying this information to Jaime, whether or not the suit is active. It can scan other people as well, able to detect health conditions, metahuman abilities, and magical abilities. While the scarab can usually determine an effective means for Jaime to battle an enemy, magic is something which Khaji Da cannot analyze.
Being integrated into Jaime's nervous system, the scarab communicates with Jaime directly in his mind and monitor any aspect of his physical state. It can alter Jaime's body as well. First and foremost, Khaji can heal the human; it can also cause the release of chemicals in Jaime's brain.
Additionally, the scarab can tune in to radio and wireless internet signals, both to search for information and to allow Jaime to broadcast or contact others through any technological means of communication. Khaji Da can also communicate with other technological forms of artificial intelligence. Using dead skin cells, sweat, and similar body wastes, the scarab is able to make clothes and paper. Both work perfectly fine aside from the fact that they're kind of gross to think about.
Prose sample:
There was one hell of a long pause after skimming over the nifty little brochure Jaime found on him. This was followed by, "What."
//You do not comprehend the information packet?// answered the alien presence in the human's mind--rather, attached to his spinal cord--in a slightly confused tone.
"I don't..." even after rereading the same words over and over, all he could say was a flat, "What."
//Records indicate that Jaime Reyes passed 10th-grade English with an A- grade. Repeat: is the Terran education system at fault, or are you unable to understand the printed material?// Snide perhaps, but it was a genuine question, and truly a concern for the scarab. After all, he'd been with Jaime for three years (most of which was spent in Pleasantville, which meant the two symbiotic partners were pretty much on their own), why wasn't the human responding to him?
"Khaji, it's-- well, do you understand exactly what this is saying?" Jaime had never been too subtle about talking with the scarab. Being surrounded by people who could barely be classified as sentient--let's just say he'd started to forget what it was like being around actual human beings. Since he was the only one who could hear Khaji Da, anyone happening by would see Jaime having a very uneasy conversation with... himself? His imaginary friend? Either way, the occasional strange look doesn't seem to phase him at the moment.
//El Paso, the Earth, family// Khaji Da had grown accustomed to the strong emotion his human host felt, especially in regard to his family. Though still a little slow to truly empathize with him, the scarab knew to tread thoughtfully around those feelings, //It is unfortunate, but we must-//
"No, that's not... I know they're--" The months spent in Pleasantville, he'd been given plenty of time to think about the fate of everyone he'd left back home. Jaime considered himself adjusted to the fact that he would never see them again. He'd done everything he could think of trying to get out; the scarab suggested they'd been transported to some kind of pocket dimension. "My world's gone. I've come to terms with it." In all honesty, whether or not that was true was still to be debated--Jaime preferred to just push the thought to the back of his mind. And there it went, especially thanks to Khaji's next query.
//Then you do not understand how to engage in sexual relations with another human?//
A furious blush spread over the human's face, "K-Khaji, seriously?"
//You see, when two people love each other very much...//
"Shuttup," Jaime growled as a chittery sound went through his mind which could only be his partner's laughter. Stupid bug. How does a sentient piece of alien technology even develop a sense of humor? Maybe if the scarab had attached to some other kid; it seemed Jaime had rubbed off on Khaji's budding personality. "The sarcasm isn't helping. This is serious; I can't just do that stuff with- with complete strangers!" That's not how Mama Reyes raised him.
//Solution: make friends//
"Scarab, you know it's not that simple."
//I suggest you start speaking with someone other than the alien entity inhabiting your mind,// A very self-satisfied beetle noted that Jaime would be pleasantly surprised by this next part. //There is a city of fully sentient lifeforms around you, to start off. Not Pleasantville-ians.//
"Wait. Real people?" From the slight smile on the humans face, it seemed Khaji had succeeded in lifting his friend's spirits, "Maybe this isn't as bad as Pleasantville..."
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