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BIO
mr. jones
alien supremacist who sees the future: back the fuck up, bitch
knows who you are, what you're doing, and what you'll do
sells information and regularly fucks with clients
journalist and informant with few scruples
aka, t'kalan uvotei hrothalukn
undisputed hbic
age ??
ORIGIN STORY
Mr. Jones, born T'kalan Uvotei Hrothalukn (most accurate possible romanization), first arrived on the planet Earth in the year 1941 after being exiled from his home planet for dissenting against the totalitarian government thereof. His powers are a direct result of his alien lineage; clairvoyance and telepathy are common among his race, as is unaided space travel and adaptability to harsh environments. His precognition was viewed as something of a talent and abnormality on his home planet.
HISTORY
Mr. Jones existed as a metahuman entity only in the late 1960s; before that point, he had worked as a mystic and psychic, or simply chosen not to work at all. Over the years, Mr. Jones received degrees in Psychology, Biology and Law, all with little trouble, until discovering his passion (so to speak) in Journalism; having been an outspoken critic of his own government, as well as a people-person, journalism attracted him for several reasons, and eventually became his full-blown career in the midst of the Cold War. Gradually, Mr. Jones moved from political writing to column writing until, finally, in the 60s, he became something of a part of the growing counterculture. Thus began his involvement in the stirrings of metahuman rallies and his establishment as a metahuman resource and so-called "career meta."
Since then, Mr. Jones has been responsible for dozens of successes and failures on both sides of the metahuman spectrum. Though Mr. Jones' clairvoyance and precognition are flawless, the odds of him lying often outweigh that of him telling the truth. He enjoys toying with people, and makes no secret of it, but the slim chance that he might be able to perfectly foretell the outcome of a job -- and not lie about it -- keep the customers coming back. He has never affiliated with one side or the other, and has been very careful about reminding metahumans that he is not, in fact, "like them"; Mr. Jones considers himself above the whole mess, a god among insects, and makes sure everyone knows that he does. His sister Shatter Nova arrived on Earth on the verge of the 90s and established herself as a popular young (well, "young") heroine, only to disappear not long after; exactly how close Shatter Nova and Mr. Jones were/are remains unclear, as does the question of if Mr. Jones remains in contact with his sister, but Mr. Jones has certainly made himself available to his nephew, Sunlock -- in a vague, bad-parentish, "you're really only half my awesome amazing and really rather perfect race you know" sort of way.
ASSOCIATES / OFFICIAL AFFILIATIONS
None. At least, not officially. Most major organizations, both heroic and villainous, have employed him at some point in their histories (he's been around for a while), as have some freelance workers, dynamic duos/threesomes, and even a few civilians with a lot of time and money on their hands. His blog was formerly sponsored by the MetaNewsNetwork, but he's since distanced himself from them, as he dislikes being censored. Brother of the once-popular now-missing superheroine Shatter Nova, and therefore the uncle to her child Sunlock.
COSTUME
None officially - they seem silly and frivolous to him. He does wear a lot of dapper suits, though.
LAIR
His lair is hardly secret to anyone in the metahuman business, though it does have a top secret and ridiculously advanced panic room should he forsee angry customers in his future. Mr. Jones' lair is completely white and full of relics from the past 63 years, as well as a few knick-knacks from his home planet.
"COMPANY POLICY"
Mr. Jones' company policy goes something like this: Information and loyalty goes to the highest bidder, unless I'm bored. Mr. Jones will sell information to anyone, but he will also lie about said information if someone comes to him beforehand and pays him to, or if he has a personal grudge, or if he just feels like it. Mr. Jones enjoys playing God, and sees humans -- even metahumans -- as fun little action figures made for his own amusement.
SECRET IDENTITY
Not particularly secret; his odd pigmentation and the fact that he has no formal costume make his side-career as a meta informant difficult to hide.
APPEARANCE
Around fifty years ago, Peter's skin paled enough for him to pass as a human. A human with abnormally white pigmentation, yes, but a human all the same. Though his natural skin color is a pale shade of blue-green, the sheer amount of time that it's been since his skin was exposed to his native sun (combined with the sunlight he is currently exposed to) has effectively sapped his skin of color and bleached it a preternatural white. Likewise, his eyes are a very pale blue, and his hair is almost completely white. Despite his white hair, Peter has a very youthful face, smooth skin relative to his age, and is surprisingly in shape.
PERSONALITY
Whether all people from Peter's home planet are complete jerks or whether it's just a wonderful added feature that comes with the package, the fact remains that Thomas is holier-than-thou, sarcastic, and annoyingly knowing. Granted, the fact that he can see the future, fly, is psychic, and is smarter than the average human (and even the above-average human) do lend some vindication to his attitude towards humans, but it doesn't make it any less frustrating. Peter treats humans like children, regardless of their age; he's constantly condescending, and has a tendency to underestimate their abilities (even those of metahumans) as a general rule. On the other hand, he also treats humans like toys; after living through so many generations of humans, he's decided to stop getting emotionally invested in their lives and instead started treating them like little action figures that he can lie to, manipulate, help and harm.
HISTORY
Peter Jones, for all the world to see, is a slightly odd and condescending middle-aged man with a boyish face and all kinds of attitude. He's been around in various incarnations for the better part of a century, changing names every dozen years; Joe Smith, John Black, Eric Johnson. The list goes on. In his current "incarnation," Peter claims to have been born and raised in New York City, where he got his degree in Journalism and decided to become a reporter on metahuman issues. Naturally, he chose to move to Denham, where the most opportunity was available; after brief writing in local newspapers and columns, he moved into televised news, and then to internet blogging after his odd appearance and nearly translucent nearly ran the makeup department bankrupt. He blogged for the MetaNewsNetwork for four years before deciding to strike out on his own with an independent news blog -- metaunfiltered.org -- that covers all sides of the metahuman "lifestyle," from news to entertainment to politics.
alien supremacist who sees the future: back the fuck up, bitch
knows who you are, what you're doing, and what you'll do
sells information and regularly fucks with clients
journalist and informant with few scruples
aka, t'kalan uvotei hrothalukn
undisputed hbic
age ??
| ALIAS | Mr. Jones |
| ALIGNMENT | Chaotic Neutral |
| TEAM | Independent agent |
| POSITION | Freelance informant |
| TRADEMARK | White/light blue |
| POWERS | Precognition, clairvoyance, limited telepathy (requires emotional bond), flight, unaided space travel, adaptability to extreme environments, superhuman intellect, superhuman lifespan (600 earth years), instant language comprehension and speaking ability, alien biology |
Mr. Jones, born T'kalan Uvotei Hrothalukn (most accurate possible romanization), first arrived on the planet Earth in the year 1941 after being exiled from his home planet for dissenting against the totalitarian government thereof. His powers are a direct result of his alien lineage; clairvoyance and telepathy are common among his race, as is unaided space travel and adaptability to harsh environments. His precognition was viewed as something of a talent and abnormality on his home planet.
HISTORY
Mr. Jones existed as a metahuman entity only in the late 1960s; before that point, he had worked as a mystic and psychic, or simply chosen not to work at all. Over the years, Mr. Jones received degrees in Psychology, Biology and Law, all with little trouble, until discovering his passion (so to speak) in Journalism; having been an outspoken critic of his own government, as well as a people-person, journalism attracted him for several reasons, and eventually became his full-blown career in the midst of the Cold War. Gradually, Mr. Jones moved from political writing to column writing until, finally, in the 60s, he became something of a part of the growing counterculture. Thus began his involvement in the stirrings of metahuman rallies and his establishment as a metahuman resource and so-called "career meta."
Since then, Mr. Jones has been responsible for dozens of successes and failures on both sides of the metahuman spectrum. Though Mr. Jones' clairvoyance and precognition are flawless, the odds of him lying often outweigh that of him telling the truth. He enjoys toying with people, and makes no secret of it, but the slim chance that he might be able to perfectly foretell the outcome of a job -- and not lie about it -- keep the customers coming back. He has never affiliated with one side or the other, and has been very careful about reminding metahumans that he is not, in fact, "like them"; Mr. Jones considers himself above the whole mess, a god among insects, and makes sure everyone knows that he does. His sister Shatter Nova arrived on Earth on the verge of the 90s and established herself as a popular young (well, "young") heroine, only to disappear not long after; exactly how close Shatter Nova and Mr. Jones were/are remains unclear, as does the question of if Mr. Jones remains in contact with his sister, but Mr. Jones has certainly made himself available to his nephew, Sunlock -- in a vague, bad-parentish, "you're really only half my awesome amazing and really rather perfect race you know" sort of way.
ASSOCIATES / OFFICIAL AFFILIATIONS
None. At least, not officially. Most major organizations, both heroic and villainous, have employed him at some point in their histories (he's been around for a while), as have some freelance workers, dynamic duos/threesomes, and even a few civilians with a lot of time and money on their hands. His blog was formerly sponsored by the MetaNewsNetwork, but he's since distanced himself from them, as he dislikes being censored. Brother of the once-popular now-missing superheroine Shatter Nova, and therefore the uncle to her child Sunlock.
COSTUME
None officially - they seem silly and frivolous to him. He does wear a lot of dapper suits, though.
LAIR
His lair is hardly secret to anyone in the metahuman business, though it does have a top secret and ridiculously advanced panic room should he forsee angry customers in his future. Mr. Jones' lair is completely white and full of relics from the past 63 years, as well as a few knick-knacks from his home planet.
"COMPANY POLICY"
Mr. Jones' company policy goes something like this: Information and loyalty goes to the highest bidder, unless I'm bored. Mr. Jones will sell information to anyone, but he will also lie about said information if someone comes to him beforehand and pays him to, or if he has a personal grudge, or if he just feels like it. Mr. Jones enjoys playing God, and sees humans -- even metahumans -- as fun little action figures made for his own amusement.
| NAME | T'kalan Uvotei Hrothalukn (Peter Jones) |
| AGE | Appears late 30s/early 40s; is 68 |
| D.O.B. | Unknown on Gregorian calendar |
| OCCUPATION | News blogger (MetaUnfiltered) |
Not particularly secret; his odd pigmentation and the fact that he has no formal costume make his side-career as a meta informant difficult to hide.
APPEARANCE
Around fifty years ago, Peter's skin paled enough for him to pass as a human. A human with abnormally white pigmentation, yes, but a human all the same. Though his natural skin color is a pale shade of blue-green, the sheer amount of time that it's been since his skin was exposed to his native sun (combined with the sunlight he is currently exposed to) has effectively sapped his skin of color and bleached it a preternatural white. Likewise, his eyes are a very pale blue, and his hair is almost completely white. Despite his white hair, Peter has a very youthful face, smooth skin relative to his age, and is surprisingly in shape.
PERSONALITY
Whether all people from Peter's home planet are complete jerks or whether it's just a wonderful added feature that comes with the package, the fact remains that Thomas is holier-than-thou, sarcastic, and annoyingly knowing. Granted, the fact that he can see the future, fly, is psychic, and is smarter than the average human (and even the above-average human) do lend some vindication to his attitude towards humans, but it doesn't make it any less frustrating. Peter treats humans like children, regardless of their age; he's constantly condescending, and has a tendency to underestimate their abilities (even those of metahumans) as a general rule. On the other hand, he also treats humans like toys; after living through so many generations of humans, he's decided to stop getting emotionally invested in their lives and instead started treating them like little action figures that he can lie to, manipulate, help and harm.
HISTORY
Peter Jones, for all the world to see, is a slightly odd and condescending middle-aged man with a boyish face and all kinds of attitude. He's been around in various incarnations for the better part of a century, changing names every dozen years; Joe Smith, John Black, Eric Johnson. The list goes on. In his current "incarnation," Peter claims to have been born and raised in New York City, where he got his degree in Journalism and decided to become a reporter on metahuman issues. Naturally, he chose to move to Denham, where the most opportunity was available; after brief writing in local newspapers and columns, he moved into televised news, and then to internet blogging after his odd appearance and nearly translucent nearly ran the makeup department bankrupt. He blogged for the MetaNewsNetwork for four years before deciding to strike out on his own with an independent news blog -- metaunfiltered.org -- that covers all sides of the metahuman "lifestyle," from news to entertainment to politics.
| NAME | Esh |
| CONTACT | als graven @ AIM |
| PB | Anderson Cooper |