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Character Sheet: Jessye Christopher
A Member of Freelance Villain

Jessye Christopher
Designation: Villian
Played By: Enforcer
Kit: Senshi
Wins: 6
Fatalaties: 0
Losses: 3
Freelance Villain

Physical Attributes

Strength: Standard (25)
normal human strength

  • Strength Attack Damage: Standard

Agility: Superior (50)
This fighter can dodge, weave and move with the grace of an Olympic gymnast.

Body: Standard (25)
normal human endurance

  • Knocked Out by: 1 unprotected Standard level hit
    or several lesser attacks adding to same.

Mind: Weak (10)
BELOW normal human mental power.

Fight Record

1) Annabelle Win
2) Natalie Kane Win
3) The Street Vender Win
4) Wanderlust Kate Win
5) Nexus Win
6) Summer Christmas Win
7) Praodus Loss
8) Who is as He Loss
9) Ragé Dark-Horse Loss


Background: I am the Avatar of Redemption. I was to seek out sinners, show them the true path, and purify their souls. I was to give of my body, and to give of my blood. He came down to me, one day while I was praying at my bed, and He told me these things. He told me I was to find those who wrong others, and teach them the error of their ways. Centuries ago, there were witch trials, where dozens of people were killed for their knowledge of and control over arcane forces. Today, there are no trials, and there are many whom do control power that does not belong to them. He told me that I am to teach them, too. He wants me to go out, and save them all. He loves them, He loves each and every one of them, but they make it so hard sometimes. So He put me here to make it easier for Him, by teaching all of those He loves about what is right. The witch trials of old were sloppy, they couldn’t learn what I can learn now. No innocents will fall. But there are no innocents nowadays. Even newborns are harsh in their purity. So, if I must, I will show them too. I will show the men, the women, the children, the aged, the haggard, the beautiful, the hateful, the angry, the mad, the insane, the greedy, I will show them all the love that He gives. The love that I give. If it takes me months, then I will do it. If it takes me years, I will do it. I will save the weak and the timid from the ones who torture them, I will save the poor and tired from the ones who rob them, I will save the suffering and the desolate from the ones who take their souls away and break them like a child’s toy. I shall give of myself to purify their souls. My methods you may question, but I will continue to use them. And I refuse to let anyone get in my way while I do the work God has assigned to me. What He tells me to do is right, and what I do for Him is right. No honest person can tell me otherwise.

Character Personality
From the Desk of K.P.D. Sgt. Del Corzucan, Precinct 21: Jessye Christopher. This is perhaps the strangest and darkest child I have ever encountered within my entire career, and probably in my entire life. That day in the Church, she was just kneeling and praying by herself. She appeared to be a normal child at first glance. By God, was I ever wrong. She’s the daughter of two atheistic parents, Gregory Philips Christopher and Lynn Hammond Christopher, but is perhaps the most intense Christian I’ve ever met. In spite of having found her God, the acts she has committed, which I will detail later, will end up landing her in either an adult penitentiary or a maximum-security asylum upon her capture. She has stated directly to her victims that they are ‘sinners with souls that need to be purified,’ and her method of purification is most certainly one of the more twisted methods of giving penance that I’ve seen. I took the liberty of interrogating several of her classmates after encountering her, and they told me she had been a quiet and reserved girl whom no one had the courage to talk to. She would do likewise, and never speak unless spoken to. Her teachers informed me that she had never raised her hand in class, never volunteered to do anything, and had a non-existent class participation grade. Despite being the idlest person in school, she would quickly stand up for any of her peers that were unlucky enough to get picked on by a larger child. I have seen for myself that she’s deceptively strong; she has a grip that can crush the hand of any child her age. This must’ve been the reason every single student of the school she attended was terrified of her. She calls herself the ‘Avatar of Redemption,’ adding to the growing mound of evidence pointing towards her being a deluded, mentally unstable child. Profilers have outlined her as a delusional psychotic. How a 15-year-old could become as twisted as her I will never know. I will at least try to get some direct answers from her, but only after I track her down, capture her, and stop her from terrorizing Khazan’s general populace...

Powers and Abilities

Penance

  • Power: Slicing Attack
  • Level: Superior
  • Kit Power Link: Senshi
  • Advantage: Seeker Ranged attack hunts target.
  • Advantage: Ranged and Melee Attack! Attack is equally effective at range and up close.
Upon investigating of the first several crime scenes and reading the examination reports of the first several victims, it became evident to me that Jessye must’ve had a weapon. I’m guessing it was a butcher knife made for fine cutting, as all of the victims who had enough sense to try and fight her off had deep lacerations. She must’ve studied anatomy, as she only cut areas that were simply debilitating, and usually nonfatal. There are no weapons dealers around that would sell to children, and she, being a reserved child who wouldn’t know where to find illegal arms dealers (as I was told by our resident profilers), I went to the only place I could think of where she could get a knife in such short notice...


Family Heirloom

I questioned Mr. and Mrs. Christopher last week, and asked if they had been missing any kitchen knives from their silverware. They told me that they hadn’t been missing any, but instead told me that, upon Jessye’ disappearance, an heirloom from Mrs. Lynn Christopher’s side of the family had gone missing from their basement. I was given a picture of the knife for later reference. It was a beautifully-crafted weapon, and it looked oddly familiar. I checked with a few local knife aficionados, and learned that it was a special blade that had, ironically enough, been called Penance. It’s a weapon, which, in its two centuries of existence, had never gone dull. It’s also said that it’s had its share of odd abilities. Legends held that, once thrown, Penance would fly at its target, drive itself until only the hilt stuck out of the said target, then pull itself out and return to its owner. Though it contradicts the fact that all of Jessye’ victims have only slice wounds, this does explain some things, as a few crime scenes had things like holes smashed in fences and brick walls. Usually, we would find her victims hiding behind the damaged fence, or wall, or whatever they decided to cower behind...


Of Her Body

She has never directly killed anyone with Penance. What she does to her victims after she debilitates them is what does them in, and it is one of the most disturbing acts I have ever heard of. Even as a passing tale, it frightens me to no end. What she does is that she soaks something, usually a small paper towel or piece of cloth, with her own blood. Once her victim is disabled, she takes this blood-soaked piece of paper, cloth, whatever, and shoves it down her opponent’s throat. She clamps their jaw shut with her hands, and proclaims, ‘This is my body, this is my blood; consume it and know that it purifies your soul, and is your salvation from Hell.’ She waits until they swallow, then she prays for them, and leaves them to their own devices. We know it’s hers, we’ve run tests every time, and there’s no way it can’t be her blood. We don’t know how she gets it either. When I saw her in Church, I remember asking her about the fresh scars on the palms of her hands. Why does it only occur to me now that they were in the same pattern as stigmata...? It’s very unsettling, to say the least, and the effects it has are just as troubling. Some victims tried to induce vomiting. Some sobbed and shivered intensely. Some aimlessly wandered about, looking like lost children in a shopping mall. Some curled up in the fetal position and bawled at some unseen being, telling them to go away. Some screamed like lunatics who belong in the nearest asylum... And that’s where nearly every victim ends up going, eventually. I had never known that it could be easy to make someone start hating themselves.


Of Her Blood

We’ve felt the need to commit almost each and every single person she’s ‘purified.’ Upon being found, her victims were almost always inconsolable, on the verge of nervous breakdown. Some just sat quietly, some cried endlessly, some shouted and raged for hours, and some muttered dark philosophical musings that make me sick to my stomach even thinking about. A few hours after being brought in, they would very quietly, very slowly die. We wondered if there was something in her blood, some kind of poison or quick-acting virus that was doing this. Upon the first several autopsies, our medical department discovered that several kinds of toxins would start gradually breaking down every single vital structure in their bodies. All kinds of toxins had been found in their blood, and every single toxin was produced naturally, no matter what species they were. I can only compare it to a snake turning around and biting itself after losing immunity to its own venom. Only one or two have actually lived through this dark purification, and they described it as feeling violated, feeling like some new disease of the soul had begun breaking them from the inside out. I brought along several psychologists to aide our profilers, and they all came to the same conclusion; the victims’ quickly-developed self-loathing would destroy their minds, then spread and start destroying their bodies afterward...


Divine Mercy

  • Power: Detective
  • Level: Superior
  • Kit Power Link: Senshi
Well, it’s slowly been made clear that Jessye Christopher’s victims are all, indeed, sinners in some form or another. Some were adulterers who lived lives of fantasy behind their spouses’ backs. Some were high-paid executives who enjoyed nothing more than grinding down on their subordinates, sometimes firing them just for the fun of playing with someone’s life. We even had one ex-veterinarian who enjoyed needlessly amputating animals. Her victims range from the extreme to the mild, from drug dealers, child pornographers, and rape-fantasy writers, to petty thieves, wannabe murderers, and even people who merely thought of sinning and breaking rules but never had the backbone to ever live out their fantasies. We don’t know how she finds out they’re ‘sinful people,’ but she does it. She tracks them down, and forces them into a one-sided confession. And it’s slowly been getting worse. Her victims were at first only the ones that fell under the extreme category, only the people who made society worse for others. Then she began to go after innocents more and more. Some of them can’t even be considered real sinners. We had one girl in elementary school whose only true sin is allegedly vowing that she hated boys, rather wanting to hurt one than even considering kissing one. If that eight-year-old survives through the upcoming bout of shame and misery, she’s going to grow up to be a sad, pathetic woman. This is enough. That righteous, God-serving child thought she was doing a service to humanity, to her God? Not anymore. I believe the profilers when they tell me she’s a psychotic now. She’s a menace that must be stopped before she attacks any more innocent people. She brings them retribution for their wrongs, and gives them a punishment much worse than they deserve. Screw professionalism. I will personally lay my badge on the line to make sure that Jessye Christopher gets put away into the deepest reaches of the darkest penitentiary, with only the God that exists in her head to talk to.


Thoughtless Hopes

From the Desk of K.P.D. Investigator Derek Galloway, Precinct 12: Jessye Christopher. Corzucan had an APB out on this kid a few weeks ago. I haven’t known him for long, but if he of all people puts out an APB, then I know enough about him to realize that he means business. All tips given on her whereabouts were getting everyone nowhere. The only thing we could get was that she remained mostly in Uptown. Thank God she hasn’t gone down to Lowtown yet. She’d have a field day there... We were clueless, unable to track her down at all. Then, I got a break. I found her sipping chocolate milk at some coffee shop, and followed her after she made another ‘purification,’ this time with no violence involved, on some newborn. Don’t know why she did it, but that kid’ll probably never realized what happened to him. I left the shop shortly after she did, called Corzucan to tell him who I had just found, and then followed her. She must’ve known I was somewhere behind her, because she headed into an alley. Being someone bound to his duty, and being awful stupid, I kept following her. We fought. I tried to subdue her, and I failed. Hey, she’s awful strong for a kid. She tried to cut my legs out from under me, and she succeeded. Goddamn knife. I think she might be telekinetic or something... I tried to shoot her, and I failed. She could move. She was able to evade, leap away, duck, run, and dodge every shot. I had one slug left when she came to give me her ‘gift’. I gave her a scare to spare me some time, and then the back-up arrived. I won’t know what happened. ‘cause I fell unconscious from the blood loss. I will only know what I was told; she got three other KPD officers before the fourth and final was able to ward her off. She’s an agile little psycho, I’ll give her that. I later went to question Mr. and Mrs. Christopher myself. Turns out there was a time when she was training herself for what they thought was ballet or maybe even cheerleading. I hate to say it, but that was one of the best laughs I’ve ever had in my life...


Unto Death

From my hands comes the blood I purify with. It pains me to cut my palms open time after time, but I find I’m minding less and less now. This is the Will of God, and I am glad that He has asked me to use my own body to serve His purposes. A man once asked me about them, why I had scars on my hands when I offered him my peace. I would not tell him, for he would accuse me of being a blasphemer, as all of the figures of legend have. Joan of Arc, John the Baptist, even Christ Himself were persecuted for Their Ways, and They were all punished by death. Burned at the stake, beheaded, and crucified. He won’t let me end my mission in the ways He they ended theirs. The people have resisted before, so they will try and stop me now. But that will not happen. I will forego the pain. I refuse to stop now, I refuse to fail, and I refuse to succumb to their wicked ways. Why must they cling to sinful acts? Do they offer some kind of security, something they are familiar with? Don’t they realize they’re slowly damning themselves in their pleading and begging for me to stop making them confront their evils? They must be purified, or they will burn for what they’ve done. We don’t want things that way. I won’t let them burn, I will be their salvation, no matter how long it takes. I will succeed, and no man or woman alike can plead their way out of it.