ALIAS
Smiley J (Jawbreaker)
OCCUPATION
Unemployed Delinquent
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
Sweetheart
Archived
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ALIAS
Smiley J (Jawbreaker)
OCCUPATION
Unemployed Delinquent
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
Sweetheart
Archived
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Dec 31, 2023 12:13:32 GMT
Post by smileyj on Dec 31, 2023 12:13:32 GMT
credits to @rx for the template [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header1"]MEL SWEETS
 [attr="class","header2"]OVERVIEW » NAME: Mel Sweets » AGE: 20 » GENDER: Male » AFFILIATION: Villain » ALIAS: Smiley J (Jawbreaker) » OCCUPATION: Unemployed Delinquent [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]PERSONALITY » POSITIVE TRAITS:✔ Friendly
✔ Cheerful
✔ Headstrong
✔ Flirty
| » NEGATIVE TRAITS:✘ Rebellious
✘ Hedonistic
✘ Stubborn
✘ Flirty
| »LIKES:✔ Shopping
✔ Mischief
✔ Chaos
✔ Cuties
| »DISLIKES:✘ Authority
✘ Boredom
✘ Prudes
✘ Cruelty
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After running away from his past, Mel Sweets has 'unleashed' himself, in a way. Living for himself and only for himself, he does whatever feels good, say whatever feels right, buys whatever looks nice, eats whatever tastes right. This, usually, causes himself and no one else any problems however, from time to time, his desires will clash with the authorities, which causes problems: he wants to beat up a corpo-suit, the cops don't like it. He wants to rob a bank, cops don't like it! Not to say he's completely honest with others or himself. There are things that he is simply unwilling to tell anyone, mainly when it comes to topics that lie around his insecurities, whatever they may be - masculinity, 'silly' quirk, inability to fit in, so on and so forth. Not that he'd ever admit that he has them, not under normal circumstances, instead dismissing any attempt at prodding at them with jokes or teasing. His fun, though, is limited by his natural kindness. Chaos and Mischief are fun simply because they are fun and, of course, rebellious. Cruelty, though, is simply not fun and against everything he enjoys and stands for. Genuinely awful villains, bullshit heroes, abusive cops, hypocritical vigilantes - whatever true evil he sees he abhors, often lashing out against it with arguably excessive force. Worst or perhaps weirdest of all, his flirtatiousness is extended to just about anyone that isn't either cruel or an unworkable prude. Heroes, Villains, young and old. If he likes someone, he'll gladly flirt with them, occasionally even behaving differently as to earn that person's favor - like behaving a bit better for a hero or being a bit more chaotic for a villain. Of course, the limits are always hardwired: he'll never honestly consider bowing down to authority or partaking in any cruel action. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]APPEARANCE » HEIGHT: 164Cm, ~5'4. » WEIGHT: 63Kg, ~139lb. » EYE COLOR: Purple » HAIR COLOR: Pink » SKIN COLOR: White » FACE CLAIM NAME: Astolfo » FACE CLAIM SERIES: Fate Fashion! Beauty! Mel loves nothing more than to look good in any outfit, be it masculine, feminine or androgynous! So, to that effect, he can always be expected to be wearing something not necessarily designer but definitely good-looking (in his opinion). Usually wearing the same hairstyle that keeps his long, pink hair out of the way but iconic enough to be identifiable, coupled with use of makeup to maintain a spotless 'natty' look (especially when hiding wounds), he lets his attention-loving self shine through in the way he dresses and styles himself. Images Ahead!
[attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]HISTORY Mel sat nice and still, legs kicked up on the featureless white table. Showing a sort of comfort that shouldn't exactly belong on a handcuffed criminal who's under questioning. In fact, the poor detective who had been questioning him, someone who was likely in stress-greyed out mid 40s, had more than once ordered Mel to, quote, "Get those fucking feet off of the table!" only to be told that he wouldn't cooperate if he wasn't comfy. So.. begrudging, sure, but there he sat, handcuffed hands resting on his lap, chair slightly leaning backward but never moving from the spot, feet on the table - pointed right at the interrogator.
"Eeh?~ My past? Gosh dude, what are you trying to do, make a psych profile on lil'ol' me?~" Sweets asked with an outright mocking tone to his androgynous voice, even faking a laugh as to rile up the ever serious, authoritative prude that he just wouldn't ever mix with.
"Just. Do. The. Interview. PLEASE." Exhausted and just about done with this shit, the detective reiterated the request for what must have been the 10th time this questioning. To think that it was actually part of a plea deal for a reduced sentence, in interest of 'a look into a criminal mind', that Sweets himself had agreed to. So what he could not understand was WHY WAS HE BEING SO DIFFICULT!?
Struggling to hide a smug little smirk, choosing to hide it with a fake and dainty cough that he covered with his handcuffed wrists, he'd lower them back down and sigh. Fun's fun, but he needed to do this interview. "Oh fine, just because I don't wanna see you bald before your fifties.~" Still had to slip in a sleight at the poor detective. "Well.. Mom n' Dad are Americans! Second gen immigrants with Japanese names, but they still gave me an English name, y'know, to 'fit in'." So he started his long story.
The detective felt 10 years younger from pure relief. Mel rolled his eyes at this, taking a moment to glance at the guard watching over them - a safety measure due to the violent nature of some of the boy's crimes. ..Had he been stealing glances..?~
Anyway. "..Grew up in America but my parents still had the real thick accents of my grandparents, so they just spoke Japanese back home. ..So I got an accent too." That'd explain his lack of accent when speaking Japanese, given his place of birth. "So imagine how fucking lame public school in America was when you have the most stereotypical Jap' accent in the world!" A laugh escaped his lips which quickly trailed off into a resigned sigh.
The detective did not open his mouth for now, since saying anything would risk making Mel shut up and go back to mocking him.
"So.. right. Didn't have friends, not many. Plenty of bullying attempts, though! 'Course, everyone underestimates a sugar quirk until a huge clump of it slaps them in the face and clogs their airways! So, if anything, I was kinda lonely???" Speaking without absolute certainty of how he felt back then, he'd leave the confusing question of how his methods when young managed to differ from now: there were no reports of that sort of use of his quirk with others (choking them, that is).
"Grades? Decent, I guess... --Like, I wasn't the honors student that my older siblings are, but I managed fine enough. Was supposed to go to College to study some bullshit I don't even remember." Hostility towards academia and what is 'supposed', meaning planned.. the Detective quietly took notes, writing down 'Feelings of repression'.
"But what could I do!? I get yelled at for defending myself, I don't get to decide my field of study -- Fashion Design was what I wanted by the way! -- and everyone expects me to be over the fucking moon just 'cuz the family has money! Nono, FUCK that!" Riled up, he'd slam his feet on the table, his face showing genuine anger on it. The first truly genuine emotion since he's got here. To that, the detective just scribbled a few circles around 'Feelings of repression', just to highlight it.
After a small, deep breath, Mel continued. "I did them dirty, I guess.. but gotta look out for myself. Stole the college savings, got a fake ID and hopped here where I wouldn't be found as long as I hang around the shady spots! ..Though that's over now, huh?" Mel raised his eyes solemnly, in a defeated manner.. a gentle smile on his face. Once again, he could swear he had caught the guard staring at him from the corner of his eye.
"Guess so. Now, on to the criminal streak, wh--" RING! RING! RIIIIIIIING! "--Oh, fucking.. Excuse me." The detective stepped out for a while as he picked up his phone, closing the door behind him. The door on a sound-proofed room.
The call was taking a while but, as he was just about to finish it..
SLAM. CRASH!!!
By the time he'd barge his way back inside, he'd see the wall to the questioning room completely trashed, with a gaping wall that lead to the outside, opened handcuffs on the ground and a knocked out guard with his right hand loosely holding a water bottle. On the table, a simple message had been left in pearly white grains - sugar:
Make sure your guard isn't gay next time!
P.S: Was bullshitting you the whole time, dummy.
Having left behind a trashed department and a snarky message, Mel rubbed his face in slight exasperation, hoping that the detective would buy that lie. Dummy that he is, he had actually been honest the entire time, unaware that he'd get a perfect chance to run away. Well.. believe or not, he's free either way!
And the fun's only starting!~
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The Best Phone Ever!~ - A mid-range pink phone, it was the first purchase that Mel made once he arrived in Japan. He has since decorated it with all sorts of stickers, keychains and whatever else looks good on it at the moment, all of them being little memories he has gathered during his stay. A Wallet. - A simple black leather wallet that he owns only to keep his cards and some receipts (and coupons) in. Also has some pictures that he can't bear to look at but can't imagine throwing away either. A Broken Bat! - The only thing in his shabby, small apartment that he actually keeps on 'display'. Broke it when smashing it over the head of his old landlord after he found out his less-than-reputable actions with some of the more vulnerable tenants. His most prideful possession.
[attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]ATTRIBUTES » AWARENESS (C-)
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Limit Breakers: 6 Available | 0/45 Used [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]EQUIPMENT EQUIPMENT NAME: EQUIPMENT RANK: EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER:EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]QUIRK QUIRK NAME: Sweetheart QUIRK RANK: A- QUIRK TYPE: Emitter QUIRK DESCRIPTION: The user is able to emit and control sugar in all of its forms from their pores - granular, semi-liquid (molten) and solid. QUIRK DRAWBACKS: Overuse of the quirk will exhaust the user's own blood sugar levels, leading into progressively more severe symptoms; Water and other liquids capable of acting as solvents against sugar counteract all three forms of sugar - granular especially - forcing the user to spend much more energy to counteract these effects; Quirks that generate a lot of heat force the user to only use the molten form of sugar, limiting them to only a small part of their capabilities; Although the user is capable of creating truly spectacularly hard constructs with the solid form of sugar, it is still a naturally weak material, requiring extra effort to do so.
Though there's no real evidence in any tests run thus far, the user is very sensitive to the taste of salt. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]SKILLS SKILL NAME: Whatever Works! [Mixed Martial Arts] SKILL RANK: C+ SKILL DESCRIPTION: Having spent a nice bit of his money into private MMA classes, Mel showed a surprising amount of talent for someone of his diminutive size, becoming quite the fighter in a short amount of time. He, however, still has one last block to break through before he reaches his peak: flawlessly mixing his quirk with Martial Arts. PLAYED BY Smiley J
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