Name: Jarvan Gearshield
Age: 18
Gender: Male Attack Helicopter
Appearance: Jarvan is massive for a 18 year old, standing at approximately 6 feet and 6 inches with a frame to match. He's a bit large even for his height with muscles that are painfully well defined. His skin is very dark and clear of practically any blemishes. Jarvan has short scruffy brown hair and equally boring brown eyes. He generally wears loose-fitting clothing that shrouds his general shape, though it certainly doesn't hide the fact that's he's a giant.
History: Jarvan comes from Mithlonde. Initially the enhancements he was equipped were designed for barely sentient brutes used in excavations. However it was not a far reach to apply these same enhancements for participation in the Patchwork Potpourri. Of course the subject would have to be slightly more intelligent which could result in more deviation. The project began.
Jarvan was a little more handcrafted for the contest, his enhancements slightly different and his mentality allowed to develop. Under the strictest control of course, his initial disposition could not be controlled but how it developed could be much more easily. Luckily for his overseers Jarvan was naturally complaint and the fabricated backstory about him doing this to protect his family, little sister and all.
It was swallowed hook, line, and sinker, surprising everyone. Jarvan took to his training and the painful enhancements with energy. Of course the process of hardening his skin and rerouting the way his lungs work, in addition to giving him an inhuman amount of strength caused a catastrophic amount of pain, even with the admittedly limited drugs he was given.
Still he persevered making things easy for his creators. However he making things easy for those working him did not they made it easy on him. They were unused to having such a complaint subject. They didn't like it. Still it wasn't worth taking away the illusion entirely, so instead they pushed him. Pointless sessions just to cause him pain. Nothing to eat for days when he already needed more food than a normal person. Impossible training scenarios he was doomed to fail at.
Jarvan was stoic however, accepting that these things were required. A wise man would call him stupid and they'd be right. This led to him being very well prepared, as there was no need to deal with the troublesome resistance and rebellion that usually accompanies the subjects entered into the contest. The additional torture was just that, but one could say that it too, help prepared him for what was to come.
Personality: Jarvan looks the part of a brute and it isn't too far off. He's no genius, seeking the easiest way to take care of a problem in the shortest time. This can occasionally lead to unexpected innovation but more often it leads to a painfully obvious decision making process. He can appreciate the value of others and naturally aims to win the contest, whether it be through his own strength or others.
Modifications: Jarvan was designed with strength in mind and has several enhancements that compliment this. Perhaps one of the most peculiar is that he has 'breathing holes' in various points on his body that help him regulate oxygen. These also can filter gasses and prevent them from affecting him, as long as he is aware of the gas. Naturally he's strong, but that modification is relatively minor. Jarvan's skin on the other hand has been slightly modified, it's durability is akin to toughened leather, resisting harm.
He can output incredible power and speed but even with his advanced ability to utilize oxygen his runs out of steam very quickly and requires large amounts of calories to recharge. In addition he carries five pills that can briefly recharge his system, allowing him to go at full power for a few seconds, though the rebound is severe. Taking one will render him practically immobile, taking two will render him unconscious for several hours and require even more calories than normal to regain full capability. Taking three will surely kill him.
Weapons: Jarvan carries a monstrous bardiche as tall as he is. The blade appears to be made of some sort of steel while the stave portion looks as through it's some kind of hardened wood.
Skills: Jarvan is monstrously strong and fast, very aware of his capabilities and his limits. His abilities in the physical realm are practically unmatched, he can judge most opponents prowess at a glance. Use of his weapon is second nature, he knows it's abilities as well as his own limbs. Beyond that... Not much. Jarvan has no advanced ability to analyze a situation, deal with traps beyond his own advantages, or sustained mobility. His strength however is fragile and he generally acts in short bursts to deal with situation. In drawn-out situations, endurance challenges, or problems Jarvan can't brute force through, he will likely fail.
Age: 18
Gender: Male Attack Helicopter
Appearance: Jarvan is massive for a 18 year old, standing at approximately 6 feet and 6 inches with a frame to match. He's a bit large even for his height with muscles that are painfully well defined. His skin is very dark and clear of practically any blemishes. Jarvan has short scruffy brown hair and equally boring brown eyes. He generally wears loose-fitting clothing that shrouds his general shape, though it certainly doesn't hide the fact that's he's a giant.
History: Jarvan comes from Mithlonde. Initially the enhancements he was equipped were designed for barely sentient brutes used in excavations. However it was not a far reach to apply these same enhancements for participation in the Patchwork Potpourri. Of course the subject would have to be slightly more intelligent which could result in more deviation. The project began.
Jarvan was a little more handcrafted for the contest, his enhancements slightly different and his mentality allowed to develop. Under the strictest control of course, his initial disposition could not be controlled but how it developed could be much more easily. Luckily for his overseers Jarvan was naturally complaint and the fabricated backstory about him doing this to protect his family, little sister and all.
It was swallowed hook, line, and sinker, surprising everyone. Jarvan took to his training and the painful enhancements with energy. Of course the process of hardening his skin and rerouting the way his lungs work, in addition to giving him an inhuman amount of strength caused a catastrophic amount of pain, even with the admittedly limited drugs he was given.
Still he persevered making things easy for his creators. However he making things easy for those working him did not they made it easy on him. They were unused to having such a complaint subject. They didn't like it. Still it wasn't worth taking away the illusion entirely, so instead they pushed him. Pointless sessions just to cause him pain. Nothing to eat for days when he already needed more food than a normal person. Impossible training scenarios he was doomed to fail at.
Jarvan was stoic however, accepting that these things were required. A wise man would call him stupid and they'd be right. This led to him being very well prepared, as there was no need to deal with the troublesome resistance and rebellion that usually accompanies the subjects entered into the contest. The additional torture was just that, but one could say that it too, help prepared him for what was to come.
Personality: Jarvan looks the part of a brute and it isn't too far off. He's no genius, seeking the easiest way to take care of a problem in the shortest time. This can occasionally lead to unexpected innovation but more often it leads to a painfully obvious decision making process. He can appreciate the value of others and naturally aims to win the contest, whether it be through his own strength or others.
Modifications: Jarvan was designed with strength in mind and has several enhancements that compliment this. Perhaps one of the most peculiar is that he has 'breathing holes' in various points on his body that help him regulate oxygen. These also can filter gasses and prevent them from affecting him, as long as he is aware of the gas. Naturally he's strong, but that modification is relatively minor. Jarvan's skin on the other hand has been slightly modified, it's durability is akin to toughened leather, resisting harm.
He can output incredible power and speed but even with his advanced ability to utilize oxygen his runs out of steam very quickly and requires large amounts of calories to recharge. In addition he carries five pills that can briefly recharge his system, allowing him to go at full power for a few seconds, though the rebound is severe. Taking one will render him practically immobile, taking two will render him unconscious for several hours and require even more calories than normal to regain full capability. Taking three will surely kill him.
Weapons: Jarvan carries a monstrous bardiche as tall as he is. The blade appears to be made of some sort of steel while the stave portion looks as through it's some kind of hardened wood.
Skills: Jarvan is monstrously strong and fast, very aware of his capabilities and his limits. His abilities in the physical realm are practically unmatched, he can judge most opponents prowess at a glance. Use of his weapon is second nature, he knows it's abilities as well as his own limbs. Beyond that... Not much. Jarvan has no advanced ability to analyze a situation, deal with traps beyond his own advantages, or sustained mobility. His strength however is fragile and he generally acts in short bursts to deal with situation. In drawn-out situations, endurance challenges, or problems Jarvan can't brute force through, he will likely fail.
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