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Alexandria "Jay" Jameson

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a character in “Prototype X: The Anomaly”, as played by TornZero

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Alexandria "Jay" Jameson



Age: 17; 4 months "Evolved"

Gender: Female; she's pretty androgynous in her normal outfit, though, so just about everyone thinks she's a man.

Occupation: Ironically, she's an assistant to her mother in defense systems and counter-measures against the Infected for Gentek. Well, she used to be.

Weapon 1: Blade. Taking a Blade shaped reminiscent to Alex Mercer's on her right arm from remembering the appearance on television, the biomass from Jay's shoulder to her elbow is constantly flowing, splitting and pulling itself back together. It causes it to look like her upper arm is ethereal despite being very able to use it for consuming people.

Weapon 2: Hunter Master. Instead of roaring or howling to summon her Hunters, Jay silently releases pheromones designed to attract and manipulate Hunters, and to a lesser extent anyone infected with a strain of the virus. She can even turn a semi-coordinated group of Hunters against each other, or make herself imperceptible to them so they attack someone else.

Weapon 3: Alexandria is capable of making both a whip and set of claws through her Blade power, the former of which is an application of the constantly flowing biomass when the Blade is active, letting her slash things apart at a distance. The claws come from dragging her Blade power down to each of her fingers. Without changing their length like the real Claws, Jay's are just as sharp, while her entire arm excluding her hand takes on the effect of the flowing biomass.

Defense Power: Shield. The longer Jay uses it, the more tendrils at the ends surround her, until it covers a short area entirely around her body in a shell. While it isolates her senses to only touch, where she has to feel the vibrations of things hitting her shield to know what's going on, it gets increasingly more difficult to attack and disable the longer it's active.

Appearance: Lacking a tan, Alexandria's a fair-skinned Caucasian. She's strong, but her body's small and slender, standing at 5' 2" and weighing only 103 lbs. Her eyes are light blue, and usually the only thing people see of her face. Her hair, long, straight and dark blonde, is typically fixed up under her mask-hood. The few occasions she takes it off, her hair falls down to her hips at the back and sides, though the bangs barely cover her eyes.

Every day, Alexandria will be wearing clothes covering her entire body like a ninja's outfit, and in multiple colors (though typically solid black or white). The outfits are loosened lightly and the combination mask-hoods cover all but the eyes, giving Jay an androgynous appearance by sitting over her AA-cup breasts and concealing her hair. On top of it, many of the outfits look torn at the waist to make a belt, instead of having belts all their own.

Equipment: A frying pan. Yes, she keeps a full moon frying pan between layers of her outfit in the case of not being able to use her Blacklight-blessed powers.

Skills: Jay is a quick and imaginative thinker, and can think up solutions nearly on the spot, and more applications for her powers. (Basically, she can pull a MacGyver on demand.) She's also excellent in parkour and has a small repetoire of martial arts techniques, since she seems to have an affectation for ninja on television, and this kind of thing is useful for her work.

History: Born to an otherwise happy family, when Jay's father was killed in the outbreak, her mother was left to bear the burdens of family and work alone, having two kids. This brought Jay to mature earlier (at least mentally; don't say anything about her physical development (or lack of, so to speak) if you somehow find out she's... a she), and she took to working alongside her mother at Gentek for developing defenses against the Infected. She enjoyed the little kid in her that was able to run around freely, albeit in a bodysuit designed to control an animatronic Infected used for testing. A short time ago, she was curious to see what researchers in a nearby floor were doing, becoming an accidental victim of the Blacklight virus scientists were trying to isolate.

She managed to adapt to it quickly instead of losing control, hiding the fact she could do amazing things through using biomass while at work. At home, she practiced using it for a few weeks until she developed the ability to create weapons like the ones she saw on Alex on TV, at least until her little brother found out. Telling Mother that Jay was acting weirder than usual, she was taken in for a contamination test. The results confused the Gentek physicians, as Mrs. Jameson and 12 year old Sydney weren't affected by contact with Jay. Regardless, while she's still welcome at home, she's a target for Gentek as a test subject.

Other: She's a rather sympathetic person, being able to relate to non-Mercer-controlled Evolved with ease. Jay is actually mute, but can manage to communicate her thoughts through her eyes alone, sometimes using electronics to communicate if they're available. Also, unlike other Infected, when Jay consumes an uninfected, their consciousness temporarily lingers, so she can't consume more than a few people in a single sitting.

So begins...

Alexandria "Jay" Jameson's Story

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*CRUNCH*

Her claws ripped through an Infected's chest, growing tendrils across its limbs and drawing the monstrosity into her body. Poor thing, looked like a businessman. Probably had a comfy desk job, didn't have a worry in the world aside from the virus itself. Too bad she'd never know; normal Infected don't have any memories to access, they're all just drones.

Alex Jameson's claws merged together, reaching up her forearm and creating a giant blade before turning into a regular arm. A fairly tight black sleeve grew on top of the arm, a glove on the hand. That completed the look of a totally-black bodysuit with a mask-hood combination covering most of her face. Her usual clothes, at least since she'd grown an affectation to ninja and the like. She liked blending in with dark spaces, too. The outfit was actually pretty accepted, too, since people in the Green Zone were paranoid about catching the virus as it is. Seemed useful for whenever Gentek was suspicious about her; she'd hide until they forgot. Or, if they were persistent, she could just consume them. Whichever worked best.

"Squad Three, get your asses in your choppers and out to the morgue," she heard over the earpiece she got from her mother to keep track of the people at work. It was like a walkie-talkie, able to connect to multiple channels for different communications. She played with the frequencies available on it for a few minutes when she was given it before finding and memorizing Blackwatch's channel. Obviously, something was valuable enough to send multiple choppers after it, and Jay, like any intelligent teenager/Infected/Evolved, wanted a piece of the action. Using the aforementioned blending, Jay quickly made her way across the shadows of buildings to reach the morgue, which was surrounded by Blackwatch flunkies. Hiding behind one across the parking lot, she peeked out and looked around.

"All clear up here." One in the air, watching for anything coming from above. One shut off around the side of the building, since everyone in it was surrounding the morgue's walls. One more on the roof, probably infiltration team.

"Hey, did you see that?" Jay ducked back into the shadow of a building nearby, feeling like she was found.

"It's your imagination, dumbass. Infected don't sneak, and Mercer sure as all hell isn't subtle." Only two flunkies at the front door, and two more at the corners. Getting in shouldn't be too difficult.

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Jay fired out her hand, the digits sharpening into her claws. Each little edged appendage latched itself onto one of the guard's heads. (You know, the one who thought he saw something, Yuri Wisniewski?) Clenching down, tendrils came from Jay's fluid-like arm and sucked the life out of the guard, who was trying to shoot anywhere he could in an attempt to escape. And he was gone, armor and all. With the guy right next to him panicking and firing at the claws, they swung straight through his waist, the tentacles latching onto the halved body and eating it up before returning to Jay.

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?

And this is why I hate consuming. Instead of dissolving immediately, everything sentient she consumed remained conscious inside of her for a short time, sometimes up to an hour if they were really opinionated. They couldn't communicate verbally, just mentally. And she hated it; she couldn't block thoughts.

You're a fucking freak, you know that?

And now you're part of a freak. Enjoy. And the two Blackwatch soldiers were gone, forever lost, or at least until Jay felt like turning into them. And she did. Let's go, Geoff Connors. Quickly enough, Jay turned into the same soldier who believed Infected lacked subtlety. She didn't know the target already escaped, but she did hear the helicopters coming in. She burst into one room of the morgue, searching around before finding a Blackwatch flunky taking down a super soldier with a bigger pair of claws than Jay's. Best to ignore it for now; strong enough to take down a D-Code means strong enough to hurt Jay, and definitely not a flunky. Leaving the building the way she came, Jay took up Connors' post to try (and fail) her hand at getting some info out of the soldiers she just devoured.

"This is Ballista Four One and Four Two, got a lock on the target." The pilots were active.

"Then FIRE, IDIOTS." Jay almost cringed at their commanding officer's tone, quietly letting out a faint sweet scent that was designed to attract Hunters, undetectable to the mindless infected and humans, while leaving most of the Evolved that smell it unaffected. With the choppers blowing it around, a pair of Brawlers quickly joined her place outside the morgue.

That's always fun, she thought, even though she didn't use it much. She didn't really know how it worked, she just knew it made 'em come at her beck and call. Snapping her (well, Connors') fingers, the scent changed and the Brawlers ran after the helicopters, taking down Four Two with a single jump.

"BRAWLE--" *CRACK* One down. They self-destructed in the air, tendrils blasting out, piercing the second chopper and attaching to a few buildings around. They kept the chopper suspended until it exploded, pilot and all. Soon enough, one more Brawler Hunter took their place at Jay's side. This one had a scar across its face alongside its other deformities, Jay almost calling it her personal pet. Instead of self-destructing like others when dismissed, this one returned to its lair. Stroking its deformed head like it was a dog, Fluffy the Terrible was tough, reliable, and a big softie to its master.

Fluffy and Jay looked at each other for a moment before the latter nodded, the Brawler hopping to the top of the morgue to watch Matthew from a distance. "Follow it and don't get caught," she beckoned, wanting to keep tabs on what was probably going to be a fun time waster.

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