Jackson Willis, La terreur
Emplacement: Dock 32A, flottant comme un monstre
Interagir avec: Amado, Lisa, Nyt
Jackson flottait silencieusement vers les quais avec nonchalance, ses vêtements sombres et la couverture de la nuit le gardaient pratiquement invisible à moins que la lumière ne scintille sur l'une des trois chaînes qui s'accrochaient à sa ceinture et brillaient des poutres en bas. Être un fantôme était un peu amusant quand on pouvait plus ou moins voler avec assez de concentration. Il est resté l'enfer loin de la route pour empêcher les gens de le remarquer et rapidement ruiner (ce qui s'est déjà produit), mais assez près pour suivre les feux de rue à sa destination. Les lumières étaient assez jolies du côté de la route par une nuit aussi claire, il devrait venir sur des promenades flottantes comme cela plus souvent.
Jackson s'ennuyait un peu avec le temps qu'il prenait pour arriver à cet endroit damné, mais il a vu les petites lumières du quai juste un peu devant et a pensé que ce ne serait pas ennuyeux pour beaucoup plus longtemps. Il est tombé silencieusement du ciel quand il a heurté le côté des docks et s'est couvert derrière certains des conteneurs de stockage s'étendaient et a lentement fait son chemin à la jetée dans laquelle il a été mis à rencontrer les gens. L'expérience précédente lui a dit qu'il devait s'assurer que ce n'était pas un piège. Il y a eu une fois qu'il a pris ce gros cul kingpin qui a baisé sur les gens en offrant de payer les factures médicales de leur enfant, et, bref, il a presque été soufflé en morceaux au milieu d'un cimetière... C'était une journée amusante, de la chair en décomposition partout, et des chiens. Les chiens aiment enterrer des os... Oh mon dieu qui lui a fait mal à l'intérieur en pensant à quel point cette nuit était drôle.
Jackson est sorti de l'autre côté de l'un des conteneurs de stockage et a vu la jetée dans laquelle il était censé aller. Seulement deux personnes étaient là et elles semblaient un peu étouffantes. "Ah allez, je parie qu'ils ont des glaçons coincés dans leur cul," il s'est dit en plaisantant d'essayer d'apaiser les nerfs de ses qui étaient hors de contrôle. "Fais chier, on va faire ce spectacle sur la route foutue."
Sans plus attendre, Jackson flotta une fois de plus dans le ciel et se retourna à l'envers, si bien que sa tête était tournée vers le bas. Il a traversé les jambes et a agi comme s'il était assis... à l'envers en l'air. Ses chaînes sont en quelque sorte tombées dans le pétrin alors qu'il se dirigeait vers la jetée en train de rire silencieusement. "Ouhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yo." il a dit de loin au-dessus de leur tête avec un sourire sur son visage. "Support, salopes." Il portait un sourire odieux sur son visage et un peu agité. Les vues d'Oiseaux étaient amusantes... Pourquoi n'a-t-il pas flotter plus souvent?
Jackson Willis/ Terror

"I may be crazy, but I'm not on the other end of my gun."
-Terror
House of Wolves

| Full Name |
Jackson Elijah Willis
| Nickname |
Jack or Eli
| Alias |
Terror
| Birth Date |
January 21, 1996
| Age |
30
| Species |
Human/Ghost
| Gender |
Male/ Gender Nonconforming
| Sexuality |
Omnisexual (Sexuality is not Static)
| Alignment |
Chaotic Neutral
| In-Depth Appearance |
Jackson is a rather thin individual with a complection that is almost ghostly due to his status of being half-dead. He has a fairly sturdy bone structure despite being thin, so he doesn't necessarily look that thin at first. He's without tattoo or piercing. Jackson can appear at anytime in one of endlessly varying outfits that are typically reminiscent of some era of societal deviance, from grunge rock to cyberpunk. Jackson's endless variety of wardrobe pieces make people wonder where the hell he gets it all. His rather eccentric approach to appearances leaves him to be somewhat hard to recognize if you haven't seen him in months, but the wild black hair and ghostly pale skin typically works best to identify him.
| Abilities |
-Half-Ghost: Due to an accident, Terror is considered half a ghost and has many traits of ghosts.
-Flicker: Ability to flicker in and out of corporeal form, can last long enough to let bullets fly through or walk through walls but not much longer without straining himself.
-Light Telekinesis: Able to control a large variety of smaller objects and some larger objects.
-Levitation: Self explanatory
-Inanimate Possession: Terror can take control of certain inanimate objects like cars or bicycles, or even dolls, much like telekinesis, but not too many at a time without causing intense strain.
-Spirit Sight: Terror can see the spiritual world as it overlaps the living, and interact with spirits.
-Nightwalk: Terror is able to enter someone's dreams and remove or create a nightmare, to do so he needs a lock of their hair or an item that means a lot to them, and can do so from up to a mile away.
| Limitations |
-Considering his abilities come from his semi-death, Terror can actually kill himself on overuse of his more extrenuous abilities (Flickering and Nightwalking), he'll gradually become paler and translucent as he overuses.
-When Nightwalking in someone's dreams, it is possible for terror to be physically hurt. Any injuries sustained in the dream will transfer to the waking world
| Equipment |
-Smartphone loaded with bad music
-Twin Magnums, Nightmare and Daydream
-Three steel chains fitted with razors, telekinetic weapons
-Alicia's Crescent Moon pendent, worn around the neck.
| Personality Traits |

-Eccentric
-Melancholic
-Geeky
-Nostalgic
-Curious
-Cynical
_Creative
-Morbid
| Personality |
Jackson may be a little hard to get used to at first, considering someone who's only half alive here in the living world not going to have a typical outlook on life. Jackson is a little morbid with a humor for death and illness, he's not very used to being considered part dead so he finds anything and everything involving life and death increasingly ironic. However, he does have an understanding that he comes off as creepy so he will often have brief moments of social anxiety in which he feels bad for making people uncomfortable.
Beyond that, Jackson is fairly optimistic and likes to find out new things in the world, often loving to find obscure bands to listen to or off-kilter artists to support. He's often seen as a little childish, but it's mostly due to his outlook on the world being colored heavily by the memories of his daughter Alicia, so he often looks at things the way she would. Getting to know Jackson can often prove very pleasant, if not sad, as his heart is bigger than his creepiness.
| Quirks |
-Cynical, sees corruption everywhere
-Child-like, grievous of his daughter's disappearance
-Twitchy, twitchy when excited
| Hobbies |
-Listening to really bad music
-Watching really bad movies
-Writing really bad poetry
| Likes |
-Children
-Bad Music
-Magic (Witches to Magicians)
-Bad Sci-Fi Stories
-Japanese Monster Movies
-Taking down criminals who've committed crimes against children
-Religious institutes
| Dislikes |
-Child Predators
-Big Corporations
-Hollywood
-Gang Culture
-Bad Role Models
-Being an Adult
-Atheists
| Fears |
-Never Finding Alicia
-Dying Too Soon
-Losing Everything he loves
| Place Of Origin |
Born in New Jersey and lived in rural Virginia for several years
| Family |
-Wife Chloe, Deceased, Non-Super
-Daughter Alicia, Kidnapped and Missing, Super with ability to produce large amounts of electrical energy and pseudo-solar energy.
-Other Family Deceased or Unknown
| History |
Jackson's life was fairly normal up until he was about 25. Up until then he was your average alternative press dude who enjoyed the less loved parts of society and got together with his high school sweetheart and married, their child Alicia born around his 20s and they lived a happy life of interesting Halloweens and his job as a bar owner and tender. Their life was perfect and rather uneventful.
On her fifth birthday, Alicia showed signs of her super powers and burst every light in a mall one day when a wild tantrum sent static electricity on a rampage during a shopping trip to the mall. The event was seen on a security cam and an unknown got their hands on the footage through means still unknown. A week later at their rural home, men in black vans appeared and stormed the household, killing Chloe, shooting Jackson in the chest clean through, and stealing away Alicia. Jackson managed to hold onto Alicia's necklace as she was being taken away and it ripped away into his hands.
As he lay dying, police showed up after being called by a worried neighbor and rushed Jackson to a Hospital for repairitive surgery in an attempt to save his life. During the recovery period, an unknown priest of unknown denomination came by Jackson's room. The priest knew Jackson would not make it, but felt a strong spirit in him that should not go to waste. He performed a ritual in which to attempt to keep Jackson alive. The ritual succeeded, and Jackson was saved from dying altogether, however, the ritual was not performed with enough speed and part of Jackson's life left him, leaving him in a state of limbo between life and death. The priest was never seen again.
When Jackson came too and left the hospital, he slowly discovered his newfound abilities and decided that he'd use this gift of half-life to exact revenge on whomever took his daughter, and steal her back. Five years later by the time of summoning, Jackson has made his name as a vigilante named Terror who hunts down those who commit crimes against children and families.
| Extra |
EST, On RPG Every day, Lover of Doctor Strange, Never leaving my A-Game at home ;D

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