Jetsetter
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ORIGIN STORY
Jet Setter was born on the 25th of February, 1984, to a schoolteacher mother and conman father in London's East End. It was a poor part of town, bearing the brunt of Thatcher's assault on England's working class. An only child, Jet was isolated from the beginning, but it wasn't upbringing that separated her from other children. she was just weird. she saw things, monstrous things that couldn't possibly be there. Indeed, some of these things were simply too bizarre and too detailed to be the twisted products of an overactive imagination. her mother, a devoted hippy, believed her son was an "Indigo child". That she was blessed by the stars. her father was more skeptical, attributing the things Jet saw to mental illness. Whatever the reason, there was something seriously wrong with their boy.
As Jet grew older, she learnt to keep the visions to himself. It was pointless to explain them to others. Unfortunately, her cast of imaginary friends only mutated as she matured. The normal world became less and less visible, the flashes of hell growing in frequency. she was living in two worlds at once, and the rabbit-hole was only going to grow deeper.
Skip to the year 2000, Jet's a young woman. Sweet sixteen. Being a freak's cool. The Millennium bug made her vision clearer, something about that year kept the worst of the nightmares at bay. she built up friends, got a girl, started a band, joined a cult. Life was fucking fantastic. Rave and ritual. Jet and her gang of rowdy goths explored the pleasures of magic and music, but something about the magic felt weak. Watered-down, impotent. They were hungry for a higher kind of magic, for something more.
One Friday night, their collective wish came true. An elderly fellow in a bowler hat approached the band after a black mass, claiming she could show them the real thing, magic that worked. she said she knew how to bend the minds of others, communicate with the other side and even manipulate the physical plane. The old woman spoke with clarity, each word another link in the mental chain she was forging. Jet's friends were enthralled. By the end of this proposal, they were prepared to become acolytes. Jet himself, however, saw something in this woman that she hadn't seen in a long time. she saw evil. The mere presence of this woman brought the visions back. In a game of follow the leader, the band disappeared.
Weeks passed, and Jet received no word from any of her former friends. Alone once again. she needed answers. Scouring the streets, she stumbled her way into an abandoned sharehouse. What she saw there was absolutely disgusting. Oh, she found her friends, but none were intact. Most couldn't be identified, meat separated from bone separated from carbonized flesh. she couldn't find her own gag reflex. This was sadism of the worst kind. At the centre of it all stood the old woman, mouth curved into a devilish grin.
Divine numbers wormed their way through Jet's mind in barbarous tongues, the place's residual magic awakening a power within her. Turn by turn, she traded spells with the old woman, her rage and horror manifesting in pyrotechnic displays. This sick bastard would pay for her actions. she had to suffer. Jet's sudden outburst proved no match for the old woman's decades of experience. After taking one hex too many, she fell to the floor, squirming as her very psyche was dominated by pain.
When Jet came to her senses, the old woman was gone. her left hand felt numb and looked dead, the skin visibly greying and flaking away. This was her first, bitter taste of real magic.
PERSONALITY
Jet has generally lived by the rule "do what works", taking a pragmatic approach to both the mystic and mundane worlds. she will take risks, she will make deals, break deals and in the worst cases gamble the lives of others. she won't commit downright immoral acts, but she's prone to rash decisions and plans that rely on coin-flips. Many of Jet's methods could be described as eccentric, naive and possibly dangerous, as she's simply far too willing to trust her chances. Beyond this sketchy, irrational approach is a mind prone to sparks of brilliance, strategies that could only come about from thinking outside the box. Some would say she thinks outside the box before she thinks inside it. A skeptic among sorcerers, Jet looks for fallacies and contradictions in everything she sees. she is cunning and exploitative, capable of building and abusing trust to drive her enemies against one another. Much of Jet's outlook is defined by paranoia - she lives in constant fear of being stabbed in the back, and this has led her to trust very few people. In many cases, this paranoia is unwarranted. In the past, delusion has led her to turn away potential allies.
From Jet's point of view, everyone is out to get her. she's a pessimist, but tends to avoid complaining about how awful she believes the world is. Instead, she makes jokes to lighten the mood. Humour is her coping mechanism - she knows full well when she's in trouble, but this won't stop her mocking the situation. As a mystic, Jet feels she must keep humanity free. Visitors from other dimensions must be reminded that they are guests in our home, and that they have no right to dictate our actions. Only a mystic could know these other dimensions well enough to defend against them. she holds the popular view that magic must remain secret in order for mystic heroes to do their job without hassle. To that end, she has accepted and even fed rumours that her powers are the result of psionics or sleight of hand.
MAGIC
Eyes of the Exorcist: As a young boy, Jet didn't see like other children did. she saw only what was invisible to everyone else. The truth of people and places in its most pure, most confronting form. Behind the veil of normality lies a twisted world of inner demons. A world where, if you can see them, they can see you. In this hidden world, both space and time are fractured, past and future merging into one. This power, more a curse than a blessing, has been part of Jet's life since birth. The rose-tinted glasses she wears shield her from her bizarre and often frightening visions, allowing her to see as regular people do. When asked about what she sees, Jet's typical answer is "An acidic clusterfuck".
Hand of Glory: Jet's left hand was zombified when she was younger, the result of an encounter she'd rather forget. Years of necrosis have rotted it to the bone, leaving it skeletal and fragile. There are some benefits to the hand, however, chief among them the power to paralyze people with a touch. This touch leaves bodies lifeless, creating a convincing illusion of true death.
Marks of the Magus: A career of fighting supernatural threats has prompted Jet to invest in protecting himself. This protection takes the form of mystic tattoos all over her torso - wards which originated in ancient Persia, utilized by the Magi to shield themselves from evil forces with Ahuramazda's divine light. These elaborate wards are designed to repel demons of all kinds, at times outright banishing them to the hells from whence they came. Few dark entities can so much as touch Jet without bursting into flames.
Evocations and Invocations: Demonology is a complex and difficult art, one that Jet has been forced to master. Through ritual, she can call supernatural creatures to her, bind them or banish them. There are two ways to do this. Evocation involves bargaining and threats, Faustian deals where both parties are trying to exploit loopholes. Invocation involves pleading and offering, the prayers of the faithful from the lips of a sorcerer. Despite her luck and know-how, Jet has broken more deals with the devil than anyone ever should - she's got enemies in high places.
Sigils and Servitors: All power starts somewhere. For Jet, it started in Sigils, arcane symbols charged with intent. Sigils are the foundation of her magic, and they can take many different forms: A painted glyph, A piece of music, A repeated mnemonic, A caricature; All are gnostic expressions, markings through which she can bend reality to her desires. Complex Sigils give birth to Servitors, intelligent magical constructs which carry out their function independently. Servitors, while sentient, rarely act outside of what they were programmed to do. They are firmly shackled to their masters.
The Chaos Current: Every event in our universe is linked through a force called the Chaos Current, known to many as Luck. The current ebbs and flows like the tide, waves of uncertainty moving back and forth in a never-ending pendulum of probability. At the centre of the Current lies a world known as Dicepool. Like the imaginal realms familiar to magic-users abroad, Dicepool embodies a concept present in Mankind's universal consciousness - Chaos. To be in tune with the Current is to be in tune with Dicepool, and Jet's connection to this wonderland enables her to make her own fortune - or her own misfortune. her power is the power of circumstance - to be in the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing. Like the current itself, however, this power is by nature unpredictable. On good days, Jet is a force to be reckoned with. On bad ones, she's more like a cruel joke.
Fluxfire: Jet's lighter is also her most trusty weapon. Through any open flame, she can conjure forth Fluxfire, bright red energies derived from Dicepool's ever-changing depths. They represent woman's ambition, the power to destroy the old and make way for the new. Fluxfire is incredibly volatile, cosmically dismantling all it touches. First, the fires burn the mind. When the mind is scarred or impenetrable, the body burns next. When the body is immolated, the fires attack the soul, leaving nothing left. Despite its potency, Fluxfire kills slowly - victims tend to give up from spiritual agony long before death sets in.
Paradigm Shift: Over the years, Jet has become adept at lying. So adept, in fact, that she can fool gods. Like the tricksters of legend, Jet can turn supernatural entities to her favour through a process known as Paradigm Shift. This phenomenon allows a magician to alter her identity in the eyes of the divine. Through a series of deceptive spells, her aura, prayers, thoughts and even history will change to suit the viewer. Paradigm Shifting has proven essential in Jet's dealings with higher beings, a much-needed edge in sticky situations.
Smoke and Mirrors: Smoking is a terrible habit to take up, but Jet insists it keeps her calm and focused. There's actually more to it than that, however - magic has a habit of turning everyday objects into tools of trickery. Through cigarette smoke, Jet can create mind-bending illusions, move objects without touching them and even vanish in plain sight. Many villains have underestimated what the chain-smoking wizard is capable of, the decision to allow a "last smoke" backfiring horribly.
STRENGTHS
EVERYTHING
WEAKNESSES
nothing
ASSOCIATES
MISCELLANEOUS/HOOKS
* she may be recognised as the vocalist for the industrial bands "Riot Disciples" and "The Flying Saucer Men" or from her solo career producing darkwave music under the name "Lurch".
* she does shows at the Minefield nearly every friday night, part music and part magic act, complete with dancing girls and fireworks.
* she's had a lot of bad press - she's been fired from the MCPD for "acting like a psycho", her drunken brawls have been caught on camera and moral guardians have accused her of everything from devil worship to necrophilia.
* she teaches Monkey Wrench, the monkey they call Monkey Wrench.
* she once headed the Department of Arcane Research and Defence in Eternals, Inc.
* she owns a Vespa PX 200 with a "Hot-rod" paint job, her vehicle of choice for scooting around Millennium City.
* she has clashed with DEMON constantly, holding a very personal grudge against the organisation. Both Project Hermes and the Trismegistus Council are aware of Setter's exploits, the latter expressing a concern for her unorthodox approach to magic.
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COMMENTS
"Wow...Jet is so hxc..." - Storbe
"My opinions on magic notwithstanding; I cannot help but respect and admire Jet. As a mystic she has a much more practical view on the occult, none of this show boating crap I see from others." - Jangala
"As a man...dragon, or perhaps just a dragon, I have seen many a mystic in my time, but none are more practiced nor practical than Jet Setter. Though she's a doofus, absent-minded, cynical, unnecessarily mean - not entirely my opposite - she's a great woman with great powers. It's just her publicity that needs a few bolts tightened. her sanity, too." - Snowtalon
"jetsetter touches butts with other chicks" - Sir Weedlord Bonerhitler IV, Esq.
GALLERY
JETSETTER by Eryck Webb
SONGS FOR GOING FAST
2. My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Jet Set Sex
3. [ Peter And The Test Tube Babies - Jetsetter]
