Color Theme: JasperName: Jasper Cyric
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Jackal Faunus (Retractable Claws)
Build: Medium size and height. As athletic as you would expect a Huntsman to be.
Height: 5ft 10in
Weight: 142lbs
Personality: For the majority of his life, Jasper was an angry, bitter person. A racist who would do what he wanted and take what he wanted - he thought the world owed him.
He likes to think he's gotten a lot better since then. Though he is still a very free-spirited individual, he does his best to channel that in a more positive way than he used to. He is quite independent and feeling as if he has no control over a situation frustrates him immensely. However, he is, of course, no stranger to working with a group and considers himself a good team player. He despises racism in any form and greatly regrets his time spent in the White Fang.
That being said, that is what he likes to think.
Backstory: Jasper's story starts first with his mother, Jade Cyric's. After divorcing his half-brother's father, she settled down by herself in a small, predominately faunus village on the outskirts of Vacuo. It was there she, along with the majority of the small town's population were taken prisoner by a group of human slavers. One of her captors, Russet Ieovos, a human male of some wealth, began to take a disturbing, almost obsessive interest in her. Though his mother protested, Russet purchased her from the slavers and dragged her away from her duties in the mines she had been sentenced to, to his home in Mistral. She had hoped that it would at least be a chance for some freedom, despite how disgusting his advances toward her were, however, that was not the case. Jade quickly found she was all but imprisoned again, only in a slightly nicer environment. She was only allowed out of her room on Russet's behest. Somewhat ironically, she preferred being locked up to those horrible experiences.
Eventually, Lana gave birth to Jasper, with no celebration on her end. She had never loved Russet - and what he felt for her probably wouldn't be called love either - and was not thrilled to have given birth to his child. Soon after entering the world, one of his father's servants, a human woman in her thirties, ripped him away from his mother to be raised by here. Afterall, Jade was still a faunus and in the eyes of the people around her, unfit to even raise her own child. As Jasper grew, he often snuck away to visit his mother, looking for the parental love his tutors and father did not give him. It was during these meetings that she began to turn him against his father and Humans as a whole, teaching him to hate them and that they were despicable creatures. Jasper, for the most part, agreed. He had witnessed first hand the evils of the humans around him - the only care he had been shown was from his faunus mother and Jasper was easily swayed to her side. Jade, in her time as a slave, had become quite angry and hateful towards humans as a whole, though in other ways she was still a good influence on him. She taught him to be a somewhat good person, to be kind and caring and to be better than his human heritage.
Jasper, growing increasingly spiteful of his father and his half-kin and wanting to help his mistreated mother, began sneaking out of the house quite regularly, it was during this time that he picked up some of the skills he'd use later in life.
Eventually, he and his mother devised a plan to escape. It did not go well and they were recaptured while attempting to sneak through the small forest of his father's estate. Chain and cuffed, they were forced back down the small path to the house. It was at this time that Jasper discovered his semblance. Trembling with a mixture of anger and sadness, he unleashed a burst of aura that knocked their captors to their feet and broke his bonds. His mother urged him to run and reluctantly, he did, wishing that he could've taken her with him.
Unsure of where to go from there and more angry with humans than ever, he turned to the White Fang after a few months of barely scraping by on the streets. Jasper was eager to bring retribution to the humans and frequently joined the more violent activities of the Fang. After some time, during a particularly violent event orchestrated by the group, Jasper was badly injured. Though he was able to limp away from the fight and avoid capture by the authorities, he eventually succumbed to his wounds and fell unconscious on the ground of some alleyway. The next day, he awoke in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar people.
They informed him that they were Huntsman and Huntresses in training. After some bonding together and a lot of convincing, he was persuaded to occasionally accompany them for sessions of combat training and other, more social events. Though Jasper eventually became quite close with the group, he considered the only other faunus in it to be his closest friend. He spoke often with him, discussing his dislike of humans and the general relationship between humans and faunus, ultimately ending with him ridding himself of his racism towards them.
When their time in Mistral was over, Jasper accompanied them back to Vale and eventually applied to Signal and afterward, Beacon alongside them.
Weapon: Diplomacy
Weapon Description: Diplomacy is a set of two handaxes. The bottom of the haft is attached to long metal chains which are then attached to and spun around devices on his forearms. These devices are able to pull the chains and thus, the weapons, back to them. This allows him to effectively throw the weapons, without having to worry about retrieving him and also gives him the ability to swing them at a much longer range than normal.
Semblance: Chain Breaker
Semblance Description: After a moment of concentration, Jasper can unleash a burst of his colored aura in a sphere emanating from himself. It propels enemies back, breaks chains and cuffs and snaps ropes, as well as generally removing most other things that could restrain him, hence the name. Perhaps not the most powerful semblance, some may say a bit niche, but Jasper is happy with it. It gives him the strength to not be held down or kept back ever again, and he likes that.
Quote: Man is born free, but is everywhere in chains.