Jaguare

[Category:Hero]

Jaguare Player: - [[Image:|300px|]] 'How..fortunate.' Class Focus: Healing Power Level: Low Research & Development: Science Personal Data Real Name: Luna *fake surname* Known Aliases: Jaguare; Lunar Avenger Species: Human - mutant Ethnicity: Caucasian Age: 23 Height: 1,70m Weight: 58kgs Eye Color: pale green Hair Color: pink Biographical Data Nationality: British Occupation: Vagrant; Troublemaker Place of Birth: Unknown Base of Operations: Millenium City Marital Status: Single Known Relatives: Orphaned Known Powers Extreme flexibility; Superhuman agility and enhanced movement speed Known Abilities Clawed attacks; Use of grappling gun Equipment Grappling Gun, Cell-Phone, Wallet, Lighter, Cigarette, 'You wouldn't like me anyway.'

'I'm Luna. I don't have a surname. Not one that I like. My parents decided they didn't need me, so I don't need their name. I gave the Luna to myself. It sounds pretty, I guess.
I grew up in an orphanage. Hated it. Everyone was mean, except one girl, Esther. She eventually got adopted. I am allowed to hang out with her, and sleep in her room. It's cool she has parents, but honestly, who wants parents when they are 23, and never had them?
I tried many dangerous drugs. Worst case scenario? I die. Gee, what a loss. So, I was reckless. I heard about something called Jaguar, it was the most underground stuff back then. It was used to make its consumers buff and crazy agile for a few hours before they would die. It wasn't the case for me. The crazy agile part was true, but no buff-me-up. I became a mutant. Superhuman shizz. Cool.
I kinda want to tell someone that being a hero was always my dream. I'd wear my half-torn PJs and smoke stuff, so they wouldn't smell it during the day. That gave me the idea for my superhero costume. Cuz' you know, I'm a superhero now! Minus the super, and the hero. It made me worse than I was before. Sometimes I even get in fights, and I kinda enjoy beating suckers up. They had it coming. And they should've seen me coming..
So, that's it, I guess. If my life ever flashes me by, this will be my monologue..'