Name: Jefferey (Jeff) Harrington
Age: Just turned 21
Gender: male
Appearance:
Bio: Jeff lived the majority of his life doing his best to survive in the airborne streets of Columbia. His mother having died giving birth to him and his father, who was a monster of a man, disowned him for having black friends. He never gave in to believing any of the harsh stereotypes of the black race, and always sought out to see their positives over whatever negatives their oppressors would give to them. This led him to be teased a lot by many of his own race, calling him a n**ger lover and that he shouldnt be allowed to have his white lineage (his father being a well known businessman in Columbia). Around the age of thirteen, while he was trying to steal a quick meal from a man, he was caught, and when he tried to run, the man used the Bucking Bronco vigor, suspending him in midair and humiliating him in front of everyone around them. The man dragged him off to where Jeff thought was going to be a policeman, but it turned out the man wanted to speak with him. He of course first asked the usual "What were you thinking kid? What do your parents say to this kind of action?"
But when it was explained that Jeff was on his own, the man softened up and offered to take the boy to get him a proper meal. The rest of the day was spent with Jeff learning about the man, finding out that he was a Knight of Songbird. Jeff finally gathered up the courage and finally asked what it took to be such a knight, and the man replied with a smile saying "Well why dont you stick around with me and we can see what it will take for you to become one."
From then on the man raised Jeff like his own son, and Jeff had the father he always wanted. He was kind, but stern, gentle, but humbling. He taught Jeff all that he knew about both fighting and the use of vigors, as well as the values that the Knights hold true to. For the next eight years, Jeff was shaped into a fine young man, with a taste for action and a love for tatoos, which can be seen on his arms, but he also has other tattoos unseen on the rest of his body. He has a taste for pistols as well as the hand cannon, his favorite (self made) quote "What you cant kill with a well placed bullet, blow its damn head off." he also got a love for Shock Jockey, him always having an affiliation with anything electronic, as well as the Bucking Bronco, this vigor holding a special place in his heart as the "vigor that changed his life".
vigors/plasmids: Vigors: Shock Jokey and Bucking Bronco
Plasmids: To be determined
weapon of preference: Hand Cannon and pistol
faction: Knight