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Basic info
Name: Evan ‘Even-The-Score’ Jefferson
Age: 21
Birthday: October 15th
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 213cm
Weight: 210 pounds
Face Claim: Atsushi MURASAKIBARA from Kuroko's Basketball
Stats
STR: 5
DEF: 5
RES:1
SPT:1
Aura 100|200 HP
Personality
Major: Medical(He plans on having a background in medical studies for future missions)
Likes: Jokes: What’s life without humor?
Puns: Puns are very punny.
Sushi: Stuffs good man.
Practicing his shots on long range targets: This one is especially amusing. He does it both to show off, and make sure he doesn’t get rusty. A rusty sniper is a dead sniper.
Dislikes: Those who like to show off skills they don’t have: This usually pretains to other marksmen. Those who are stupid enough to try to face him in a one on one type fight. There’s a reason why he’s called Even-The-Score, and it isn’t because of a basketball game
Dancing: He’s lanky, tall, and strong. He doesn’t want to accidentally hurt someone dancing.
Grenades: They’re just… ughh. Never again.
Fears:
His older brother: Jack. This fear mainly stems from earlier in life. Jack always outshined him, and training was brutal. This only unnerves him when he thinks of it.
Mangos: A phobia of his, he gets real spooked by them.
Being stuck in a trench and surrounded: It's not death, it's what he may have to do to get out.
Overall Personality: He doesn’t see the point in being serious every second of every day. He often jokes about; pretending that he isn’t a trained sniper and a very, very tall person. He, due to the sense of humor, often isn’t expected to be able to actually be serious when the time comes. He assures you, he can be serious, he just doesn’t like to be serious. People also don’t realise that, due to his entire life being centered around both murder and loyalty, he’s one of the greatest friends you could have. Not to mention the fact that he can hit an enemy from pretty far away, and he’s not bragging without record. His semblance plus his sniper rifle is some nasty stuff.
Abilities
Aura type: Power
Aura Color: Green
Semblance: He calls it the Gyro: What his sembalance actually does is allow him to see clear, and far. 10 aura per use, 1.5km range.
Item 1: Tier one Sniper Rifle
- Rifle:
Item 2: Bullet-Proof Vest: Magical Armour T1
History and Sample
- History:
- Born the son of a famous sniper and a loving mother, he grew up rather well. If rather well was being trained from the age of 6. He didn't dislike the training. Not at all, actually, he enjoyed it. Even at a young age where most of the 'training' was mental preparation, he had a ton of fun. This training wasn't all mental when he hit the age of ten. That's when he got his first actual rifle. He had been practicing with a fake one until then; which shot pellets. He had remarkable aim for a six year old. Especially considering the fact that by the age of ten, he shot better then most trained riflemen. This was impressive, but not as impressive as something later.
At the age of 13, he was tall for his age. He didn't really play with the other kids much, he was busy doing drills. This made some kids scared of him, others admired his perseverance, considering the fact that he got up early and stopped late. Sure, that led to terrible sleep cycles later in life, but what did that matter? He was being trained at a faster and longer rate then most. This made him proud, but it also made him loyal. Since he was shown bloodshed at an early age, it really doesn't bother him. Not at all, at least, at this point in his life.
The age of 15 is a very important one. This is the one where he got known for his skills, and his height. It was a battle royal, and one he was to participate in. Last one not shot and standing would win. He decided that to win, he'd have to wear a hood to cover his rather bright hair. He did, and he won. A few shots and hand to hand fights later, he won.
After quite a few missions, his father is sending him on his most challenging mission yet. Syne Academy.
- RP Sample:
- "I don't suppose I can talk you out of this, can I? I mean, come on. I'm just going to college. Annie, stop!" He denoted to his squadmate who was on his waist. Jeesh. It's like a steel grip. He lifted her shortly after, proving he still had the advantage when it came to physical strength, and height. After gripping the hug, he shook her before putting her down. In came in the red-haired wonder, Jeeves. A simple fist bump into hug later, and they were off to a good ending. Then came his brother, stocked with his mixture of pistols and daggers. Unnevered but not to be outdone, he tackled his brother into a hug. His brother might unnerve him, but that didn't mean his brother was excempt from love, no no. Why in the world would he be that? After all, his little bro was going to college, and that's what mattered at the time.
