GEORGE ELLINGTON
"Mmmmf"
L'exclamation étouffée de panique s'est harmonieusement fusionnée dans les bruits animés de Academy City. Bien qu'il soit difficile d'enregistrer le grognement dans un environnement aussi accablant, il n'y a pas eu de déni de sa source : un étranger lanky, étrangement habillé faisant son chemin à travers le ciel comme s'il effectuait une reconstitution du classique Ghibli, le château en mouvement de Howl. Cependant, au lieu de flâner du toit au toit avec la grâce du personnage éponyme du film, George Ellington gyrait sauvagement ses jambes, descendant à un rythme douloureusement lent. Il ressemblait plus à un dessin animé Road Runner plutôt qu'à une pièce de maître Miyazaki.
Il a pris une autre perruque de son petit-déjeuner liquide, fin!
Il n'avait utilisé ses pouvoirs que pour un voyage rapide deux fois avant ce moment, le premier essai ayant abouti à la démolition d'un stand de crêpe par George et à la réprimande d'un officier du Jugement. La deuxième fois, le même stand de crêpe s'est effondré. George n'a jamais pu remettre les pieds dans cette partie du quartier commerçant. Il lui a été interdit de voyager ainsi pour une troisième fois. Mais les temps désespérés appelaient des mesures désespérées.
Frantiquement sculptant son smoothie de petit déjeuner, il a navigué sur l'horizon du District 12. Peu à peu. Il devait contrôler sa vitesse s'il voulait éviter plus d'incidents de crêpe. Bien sûr, son contrôle de vitesse ne pouvait expliquer que pour éviter les os cassés, pas d'autres catastrophes comme la queue de chat sur laquelle il a atterri, la personne qui George a renversé un tiers de son petit déjeuner sur, ou la haute lève-vitrine-nettoyage qu'il a accidentellement tombé. Yikes. George a fait une note mentale pour trouver un itinéraire aérien approprié un jour après l'école.
Les nombreux bâtiments de grande hauteur et les installations religieuses du district 12 fournissaient un chemin pratique et assez tôt, George a pu espionner les bâtiments de l'Académie Kichijoji. George a réussi un atterrissage relativement doux dans l'un des buissons de l'école, puis est sorti triomphalement pour recueillir un flyer de Tokikaze.
George sourit, se référant au costume épinglé de l'enseignant. Il a cliqué quelques pistolets à doigts à l'instructeur hapless avant de se tourner vers les élèves qui marchent et de diriger sa prochaine exclamation à personne en particulier.
C'est vrai! Toldya chiffons mouillés que j'étais gunna se pointent aujourd'hui! - Il a hurlé avec un sourire peppy.
La plupart des élèves l'ont simplement ignoré et ont continué à marcher.
Name: George Ellington
Alias: Gambol
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Theme Song:

Appearance:
 the average Japanese citizen, George has an appearance that just screams “foreigner”. A lanky frame standing just under 1.9 metres (if you include his gelled, gravity-defying pompadour in your measurement), dusty brown hair, and his wide, rambunctious blue eyes are clear indicators of his ethnicity. The most prominent clue to his heritage, besides his physical features, has got to be his fashion choices. George can usually be found in his trademark leather jacket in general 50s greaser fashion or any other equally archaic American style. With that being said it would not be unreasonable to assume that George was some sort of Elvis impersonator with his rollicking charm, leather jacket and voluminous ‘do.
Personality:
George is one “cool cat”, as he likes to emphasise time and time again. The youth seems to have tragically contracted a permanent case of Dreamworks Face, which serves as a pretty straightforward visual metaphor for his personality. George is loud, rowdy, excitable young man, someone who is always trying to find the thrill in mundane life. His enduring optimism is positively contagious and he is always willing to help out a pal, no matter how ridiculous the job. He can be considered charismatic, if you’re not put off by his gaudy appearance and personality.
George is a performer at heart. He thrives under the spotlight and is a natural showman. It would be pretty accurate to call him an attention whore. He seeks new ventures in his performing arts, specialising in dance and circus tricks. The flashier the tricks, the easier it is to rake in the dough, right? He puts a surprisingly honest amount of effort into his image.
Despite his rockabilly aura, George is quite the klutz, physically and socially. To be blunt, to a casual acquaintance, he is more likely to be known for his clumsiness than his flamboyance. George is liable to blurt out something completely inappropriate then immediately follow it up by falling off his chair. Needless to say, it would be a terrible idea to trust him with any kind of secret. His physical clumsiness shows its colours so frequently that it is a wonder that he has remained in one piece after so many years of living. In fact at his busking performances, people are more likely to tip him out of pity than because of his skill. Nevertheless, George possesses an indomitable will and enthusiasm, something that will never be broken by his klutziness. He takes all his misfortunes in his stride, assuring himself that he’ll do better next time around.
George constantly speaks in a selection of 50s and 60s slang. Something to do with his “vibes”, he claims. It is unknown how he manages to keep this up in English, much less in Japanese.
History:
The Ellingtons immigrated to Japan when George was four years old. Being the only foreigner in a class full of Japanese kids, little Georgie Boy quickly became the centre of attention before realising: “Hey, this ain’t half bad!” Before the novelty of being a foreigner ran out, George picked up some other habits to make him stand out. Inspired by the vinyl records his father had shipped from their home in Illinois, George began dressing strangely, picking up strange hobbies and becoming more and more outlandish as the years passed.
Learning to dance was simple enough, though his freestyle moves left something to be desired. The circus tricks weren’t too absurd either, a balancing act there and a bit of juggling too. The Ellingtons were more than willing to pay the expenses of the boy’s whims. As long as it kept him out of trouble, right?
It was during the first year of middle school that Academy City first drew his eye. A whole city-state full of souped-up wackos? Now that sounded like a blast! It only took a bit of persuading to convince his parents but in the end they reluctantly agreed. As long as it kept him out of trouble, right?
Ability:
Level 3: Gravity Zone – Within a radius of five metres George can manipulate gravity, increasing it or decreasing it completely. The power applies to everything in the radius including George himself, though he can pick and choose which and how objects in the radius are manipulated, as long as they are in his line of sight. Gravity Zone doesn’t manipulate any forces or vectors besides gravity. For example if someone throws a dumbbell at George while Gravity Zone is activated, George can make it drop to the ground as soon as it enters the radius. However if George doesn’t make it drop hard enough to embed itself in the ground, it will probably keep sliding due to its horizontal velocity and stub his toe.
George primarily uses his ability to perform balancing acts and acrobatic dances. It is also incredibly handy for transporting heavy goods like the Hot Box and leaping from building to building. In theory, George could jump to the moon if he wanted to but his parents have strictly forbidden him from it.
Relatives:
Rebecca Barton – Mother, age 42
Carl Ellington – Father, age 40
Possessions:
On his person – Smartphone, lighter, swiss army knife, bag of skittles
In the Hot Box – Chopsticks, juggling pins, juggling balls, spinning plates, foldout chairs, unicycle wheel (he couldn’t fit the whole unicycle in), novelty anvil, bowling ball, various pieces of coloured paper, pens and pencils, square piece of cardboard that folds open to around nine metres squared, fedora for tips.
Quirks/Hobbies/Miscellaneous Info:
Makes a decent buck with his busking. On weekends he can be found in the shopping district, casually lugging his Hot Box around to find a decent spot to perform.
Initially wanted throwing knives to complete his Hot Box collection. His parents forbade him from ever bringing it up again and immediately took away his credit card privileges.