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Jago has the ability to create telekinetic barriers with little energy or focus as far as the eye can see. Jago's barriers are translucent, dark-purple or blue, and come in a variety of shapes and sizes. Though, Jago is more specialized in creating walls, he can create curved walls, or spheres. He can't move them, the barriers are effectively stationary (Though, they can be moved with enough strength) until he becomes more refined in them, but he can create floating shields just fine. He can control what goes through them. For example, he can make it so that people can attack from inside his shields, or render them inaccessible from both sides. These force-fields have varying levels of durability, all depending on how much effort he puts into it. They can be enough to block a person, or stop an augmented punch from a super-strong meta. Though, the more pressure they're put under, the harder it is it for him to keep them going. Right now, Jago can only create bouncy, flexible shields. If his shields were hit by anything, they would deform, and Jago would be able to bounce it back, with a variety of other uses. Bouncy shields are a bit harder to destroy than his other shields because they're far more shock absorbent. He's working on creating traditional, "solid" shields by gaining a higher degree of control. He will be able to learn how to create reflecting, and deflecting shields with time. In regards to energy, or non-physical, attacks, Jago's shields block simply them regardless of the type of shield he has deployed, and they cause no deformations in his shields. One technique he believes he can do is that he can wrap his barriers around his limbs, to create an armor around himself. Bringing his durability up a bit. There are plenty more techniques he can come up with as he becomes better at controlling his ability, but it's more of a creativity kind of thing. He just needs to think outside the box with his power, and he can possibly become more dangerous than anyone else.

Making up the other half of Jago's power is good old telekinesis, baby! A recent development, and it came with the epiphany that his power is truly telekinetic in nature. By default, he can do the usual telekinetic techniques of lifting, throwing, pushing, attracting, and generally controlling the motion of any solids. It's also possible for him to bend, crush, or stretch objects. He does these techniques via hand/arm, and leg, motions - it's also possible to move it with a thought, but his control won't be as precise. By pointing his hand at an object, and with concentration, he can move it, as it "follows" his motions. By thrusting his hand outward, or swinging it really hard, he can send it flying at a speed of his choice. Get the idea? It's entirely possible for him to do this to multiple objects at once - with one motion, in fact. He can also be extremely precise with his telekinesis. The most he can lift up without strain is 200lb. Another trick he has worked out is more or less tactile-telekinesis. By touching an object, a telekinetic aura will wrap around it, and allow him to move it in a similar manner to super strength - except it'll be held together by an external force. It will also give him a mental map of the object (Which helps with picking locks and so on). Using tactile-telekinesis gives Jago more raw strength, but it allows him to use his telekinesis on himself. More or less giving him the ability to control his own movements. Such as flight/levitation, sliding along the ground, putting more force behind his punches, controlling his balance, and more precise movements. There are plenty more applications he can do, but that'd bog down the sheet.

Jago has quite a few, all of them were taught to him by others. His most obvious skill is that he's very agile and fast because of his acrobatic, and gymnastic training - but it's been ages since he actually practiced it. Most of his training had stuck with him through the years since he uses it a lot. He can climb, is very quick on his toes, and is very acrobatic. Jago is also exceptionally skilled at playing basketball, and has played a little bit of soccer. Jago has also taken to skateboarding. Because he's a particularly mouthy teen, Jago's parents had invested in some Karate classes to teach him how to defend himself, and maybe discipline him. His greatest skill would have to be how clever, quick thinking, and creative he is. A cunning trickster by default, he can think outside the box merely by instinct.

The best way to describe Jago's costume is that it's militarized Motocross Racer gear. It covers him from head to toe in a black fiber, with thick armor in strategic locations that are colored blue. This costume comes with gloves, boots, and a nice leather jacket. Around Jago's waist is a utility belt where he keeps the items (Projectiles to throw with telekinesis, detective crap, and car keys). It's all topped off with a blue helmet that looks like it belongs on a Special forces trooper. It obscures and protects his face, he keeps everything below the eyes covered in a fabric wrapping, with a tinted, shield-shaped, visor, over his precious eyes. He is armed with a skateboard.

The first problem Jago has is concentration. All of his abilities rely on focus and concentration. Break it, and all uses of Jago's power will be cancelled. He also requires hand motions for all of his abilities. While he can use them without motions, he won't be as refined or precise. Jago cannot use his shields and his telekinesis at the same time, he has to cancel one usage before beginning the other. However, he can fly/move around and make shields at the same time. Overusing his abilities (Or maintaining a single use for too long) causes his body to receive damage and degrade over times. This in the way of him bleeding out of every orifice, awful headaches, strain his muscles, and at it's most extreme; brain damage and failing organs.

For specific weaknesses, I'll start with his shields. There's the given weaknesses of larger and more durable his shields, the more effort it'll take to keep them going. However, Jago technically has no limit to how many shields he can put up at a time, but it comes down to a quality vs quantity thing. The more shields he has up, the less overall durability they'll have (Depends on size and durability). Putting constant pressure on Jago's shields is dangerous. While he can make them quite durable, the more pressure they're put under, the harder it'll be for Jago to keep them going. However, "constant pressure" means a lot of really hard hits coming on it at once. For example, a really strong punch won't cause any extra effort, but a barrage from anything stronger than a .40 Cal will make it harder for Jago to keep it going. It's also possible to break them if they get hit with more than what they can take. While his flexible shields are more durable than other types of shields, they have a few more disadvantages of their own. If Jago (Or anyone else) is too close to the shield after they take a heavy hit, the excess force may whip back and hit someone behind the shield. Bouncing attacks off his shields might also be hazardous for everyone else. They can also be pierced with enough force, or if someone tries to run through it with a blade. Jago's harder shields aren't as shock absorbent and easier to break with stronger hits. Reflecting and Deflecting shields are weak against slow moving objects, and someone can simply walk right through them. While Jago's shields can stop energy and physical attacks, the only thing he can't block are light based attacks such as lasers and the likes.

For weaknesses specific to his telekinesis, they're simple. Moving heavier objects, moving objects quickly, and the more advanced uses, tire him out faster. The absolute weight-limit to Jago's telekinesis has to be two tons, and he wouldn't be able to move anything close to that weight without pushing himself far beyond his limits and coming close to ashing. The most he could hope to do is bring a stop to it. There's also a few limits when it comes to people (All of which might be psychological). He can move people around (Even restrain or throw them), but he can't do stuff like choke them, bend them behind their natural limits, tear them to pieces, and such and such. Obviously, his telekinesis ability only applies to solids - he cannot manipulate energy or anything on an atomic level. He can manipulate liquids somewhat, but not to a great degree.

Looks like Debby and Newt have moved on without old Jago Javuant.

Their loss.

Because the party's just about ready to get started. Jago was waiting in his room (that he just so happened to share with Newt until Debby leaves), watching out the window as Debs and Newt got into the car and drove off to the fair. Pttf. Didn't need them. All they'd do is slow down the J-Train, baby! The second the car had out of the space Jago knew that it was time to kick his plans into motion. His plan? Easy. Sneak out of the house and go to the fair himself. Easy fucking peasy. Fortunately for Jago, his parents haven't "Meta-proofed" the house at all, so it was easy as hell for either of the twins to sneak out. Case in point, Jago whipped his palm straight out at the window and it glowed with a dark-purple aura. And so the window got the same aura. Jago smirked and flicked his thumb, and the window lock snapped to the right. He then raised his palm upwards - and the window followed the motion and was raised upwards, and he was immediately assaulted with the cold, winter breeze. God damn he loves telekinesis! He just quietly made himself an exit. But, before he goes, he has to make sure he has everything he needs. First, his amazing outfit. Jago looked down, just to make sure he didn't fuck anything up. Because hell if he's going to sneak out and look stupid. Naturally, he looked stylin' as ever. A black jean jacket unzipped to show a white and light-grey checkered flannel shirt. He had on jeans, pulled down a little bit to show the top of his blue and red checkered boxers. He had on a brown leather belt, but he was to make it so that it was fairly loose, and he wore large black combat boots that went up past his ankles, and just looked tough. Finally, he topped off his outfit with a black Chicago Bulls Ballcap and made sure that his dreadlocks weren't caught up in the hat.

His head slowly turned towards the mirror and saw that reflection - and hot damn he look good. Ready for a night of superhuman debauchery. Well, all the bad bitches at the fair better prepare their ovaries, because Jago's on the way! Without a second thought, Jago pivoted back towards the window and ran towards it. He used his legs to propel his body forward into a jump as he straightened his body out. As he looked down, he saw the intimidating two story drop. That might be painful, but Jago never feared a little falling ever since he could fly like god damn Superman. A purple aura surrounded him, and as he was coming close to splatting on the concrete, he slowed down, and he did a mid-air roll and landed on his feet, killing that previous moment. Just. Pure. Swag. He slammed his foot behind him, and pivoted his upper body to turn towards the window he left open. He did the same thing as before, pointed his hand at it, and slowly brought his hand down until the window was closed. Again, no one was home, but the one thing that would have made it obvious that he snuck out would be the open window. Fortunately, all he has to do is come back before Debby, or his parents, get home.... Even though he doesn't know where Debby is, or how long it'll take to get there and back.

Well, shit. Looks like this plan has more holes than he thought. But it's too late to turn back now!

Like a good man, Jago will deal with the consequences later. Eh, it can't be worse than anything he's already been dealt. So Jago will take it like a man! Oh yeah, that big mission to the fair. How's he gonna pull it off? Hm. Walking would take too long. Flying there would be too draining, and too eye catching (Jago's already had been stopped too many times for walking while black, imagine what the police will do if they see him flying while black? Oh God lord, they'd come to kill King Kong.). Uhh.... He wondered if he should just, uh, take the bus? He has a few dollars on him, and he's sure that there'd be quite a few buses heading towards Arcadia. Why not just get on one and keep things simply? He let out a warm breath and saw it was a wisp of air, and slid his hands into his pocket and threw his head down and began a leisure little walk out of his driveway. Didn't want to draw too much attention to himself, after all. He knew of one bus that might go into Arcadia. He felt the snow crush underneath his feet with every second

Ah, yeah. After a brief walk, Jago found a nice little bus stop. A glass square surround the metal bench, with metal supports that Jago had no clue what kind of metal they were. He saw a few other people there, but they weren't important. All he did was plant his behind on the bench and crossed his arms. Waiting like a boss. Eh, he wanted to pull out his phone and play a game, but that shit would have been stupid. While he was so fixed on it, some fucker would have came by and clocked him-

"Hey, kid," Somebody had the audacity to call the mighty Javuant a "kid", and interrupt his monologuing! Jago turned his head towards the person, and it was some fat white guy. Old enough to be his dad - and that shit nasty. He way too ugly to be Jago's dad. All this bastard needed was a neckbeard and he'd be complete. But, after the fucker got Jago's attention, he decided to continue, "Aren't you a little young to be taking the bus alone?"

Of course, he had to run his mouth about shit that isn't any of his business. It was just natural for the white-man to stick his nose in other people's business. That's cool. Because it was just _natural_ for Jago to tell them to fuck off... which would have caused more problems than it would have solved. Especially if this fucker violent. Uh, he didn't care too much, so Jago just came up with a story. "I'm just heading home," He started off, "I was at my aunt's place and I need to take a bus back home to the Dead End." Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant. Jago had to swallow his pride in order to say that he lived in the "Dead End" - because that's an insult like no other. But he had to come up with a convincing story - and he was certain that this no name assumed that he lived in the worst crack houses there are, so it didn't matter.

"... You know this bus will take you to Arcadia?" Shit. Looks like this guy's gonna be harder to shake off than he thought.

"Yeah, I'm gonna get off and take another bus straight there...." Jago would be fine with getting off halfway to Arcadia and walking the rest of the way. Whatever keeps this nosy motherfucker off his back. Fortunately, that managed to shut the bastard up as he faced forward, and Jago let his head drop, putting his lower body in full view.

Thank God, a bus came. Just as this stupid schedule said. The bus rolled up on the bus stop, and Jago walked up the stairs and deposited the money. He and the driver briefly traded looks, Jago almost thought he'd tell him to get off at this hour, but he didn't say anything. Unlike round and nosy that followed Jago in. The driver probably thought he was heading to the Fair like everyone else at this hour... and that was not an understatement. This bus is fucking loaded! Almost every seat was taken. Jago hated taking the bus for this god damn reason! Fortunately, there was one seat open just for him. He walked over to it, but a rather foxy lady was standing right behind him - probably walked in right after him. Well, she is good looking. "You can have the seat." Jago said, with a smile. She sat down after thanking him, and, while he had to stand up, he felt a little proud of himself. He wouldn't give up his seat to that fat fuck from before, that's for sure. In fact, Jago scanned and saw the bastard sitting in the back, taking the last seat. Oh good lord, doesn't that guy know anything other than sitting on that fat ass of his? Guess not, or else he wouldn't be fat to begin with. Jago rolled his eyes up into his head and centered his gaze forward... and he wished that there was something in here worth looking at other than a bunch of people. Well, he paid attention to the window and what's outside rather than what's in. And thus, time passed like it was nothing at all. The bus stopped a couple times, but Jago didn't notice. All he was focused on was the destination, baby.

6:26 PM

But then he realized that he was at the destination. And everyone as getting off! Well, Jago started walking off with the crowd - and a familiar face glaring at him caught his attention. Aw, fuck. Looks like he forgot about that story he was supposed to have. Oh-fucking-well. The guy stared at Jago the whole way - Jago knew because he was returning the looks! Lips held tightly together in a grin, but his eyes wide open, all because Jago was holding in the laugher. "Sorry, missed my stop!" He said to the man as he jumped off the bus and ran forward towards the Fair before he decides to toss a fit.

The fucking fair! It looks as gay as last year's! But the fun doesn't come from the attractions, and the boats and the other bullshit, it was dicking with the unsuspecting douchebags that inhabit this place, wanking their boats all over the place. Jago stepped into the crowded streets. People from all over were walking up and down this place, and, from an outside observer, Jago was just another body in the mob. Blending in almost perfectly - even though he's the sexiest person here.

Where to start....?