Name: Jacob (Aka: Jak, Jake, or bocaJ on those incongruous backwards days.)

Age: 15 (1, 2, 3, 4, numbers go right out the door)

Gender: Male (Or so it seems. You know, you never can tell, you never can tell. )

Powers: (Is power strength or smarts? Or is it just being lucky enough to win, win, win.)
Cellular Camouflage (basically he can make every cell in his body invisible)
Shockwave (Only created from a massive hit to any solid surface)
Empathy (Feeling emotions)
Pyrokenesis
Hyper regeneration

Limits: (Stop lights keep you stopped.)
To put it bluntly, Jacob is mad. Completely insatiably mad. So that really puts him at a disadvantage in the thinking and decision making department. One couldn't call him stupid of easily frightened though.
Cellular Camouflage tires Jak immensely. he has to think about it to make it happen, which give him a headache, which makes him tired. But he can hold himself invisible for as long as he can think about it.
In the Shockwave kingdom, not much happens. Jacob doesn't usually hit things, so he rarely makes use of this particular power. It would probably make his knuckles sting a bit though.
His empathy power is ever present and never failing to anyone within either sight range or about twenty meters, which ever is farther at the moment. Fire wise he can move fire pretty well, but he does have a drainable amount of fire than can be created. When he runs dry, no physical effects seem to take place.
Regeneration wise, when he needs to heal, he usually has difficulties moving, walking, and anything except for basic functions until he is mostly healed.

Fears: (Fears are creepy crawlies in the dark. They hurt even though they don't.)
- Death in all its forms. Even animal deaths. Seeing dead people, thinking about the dead.
- Spiders. They are horribly terrifying.
- Cats. Those are the spawn of the devil. No, seriously, he really thinks so.
- Chocolate milk. Again, the spawn of the devil, in liquid form.
- Blonde busty women. Long story.
- Firesnappers, and other loud sudden noises.
- Pet names like sweetheart.

Subject: Sigma (whatever that means. Sounds funny, haha.)

Personality: (I'm me, that's all I'll ever bumble bee.)
Jacob is gently quirky for the most part. He isn't innocent, no, not that kind of crazy. More like he knew too much so he forced himself to forget it. Sort of like a braindead person, if they could still move around and talk and do basic actions. Whenever something pops into his head he absolutely must either speak or put it into action. Sometimes he speaks even if there isn't anything in his head. Usually that is when the nuggets of wisdom from a past life emerge. Because despite the fact that nothing goes on in his head, so much used to. And the shadows of it longer. The memories, incomprehensible to only him. He just can't translate thoughts anymore. Not after all that happened to him.Other people's emotions usually affect him more than his own, with the exception of fear and giddy excitement. Those usually take over his mind pretty well.

History: ( in 14 hundred and 92, Columbus sailed the ocean blue, shoe, cows go moo!)
At the age of seven, Jacob went from a normal boy to what he is now; a madcap. He used to live with his father and his father's girlfriends. Yes girlfriends. Both of them. They didn't really like the little boy their amorous partner toted around, so they messed with him. Cruel little games. Leave a snap cracker under his pillow so it'd go off and scare him. or scar him. Little things that kept him on edge, twitching, since the age of four. Twitchy was what they called him. Titchy twitchy little boy. They called him sweetheart too. Cake, Honeypie, Sweetbun, Teabiscuit. It drove him off the edge. Especially when they dropped him out of the window when he was seven. The concussion was what did it. After that he spent his life in a rehabilitation center to get his brain functions working properly again, but he'd retreated too far to make too much progress.

Interests: (How... interesting. People called me that all the time!)

- Music. It calms him, and he loves to play it.
- People watching has always been very curious to him.
- Emulation. He likes to imitate people's actions or voice patterns for entertainment.
- Puzzles. he isn't very good at them, but he loves them. They can keep him occupied for hours.
- Flashing colors. Like any small animal or child, he is completely in love with bright, flashing, or moving colors.

Skills: (Skills, kills, wills, tills fills me up to the very brim.)
- Although he has very little in the department of people skills, Jacob is very good at copying accents, general demeanor, and movement patterns.
- He is very steady. He's an aim and fire kind of guy. Tell him to shoot fire and he will for as long as he is able in the same exact place.
- Jacob is very very good at keeping quiet when frightened.
- Rhyming.

Other: Jacob is an albino with pinkish eyes. (Other, mother, who is my mother? I don't know, show, low.)