Lindsey was an electrical engineer and inventor. She had made many useful innovations that spanned several industries. At the time of her death, a pair of goggles were in the prototype stage. These goggles later became Jiden’s memento of his mother, wearing them all the time. Jiden’s father, Robyn, was a biochemist and a professor at a university. When Jiden turned 18, he, too, fell victim to brain aneurysm.
Jiden followed his parents’ footsteps, being a particularly gifted child. He quickly dropped from school and went into an accelerated learning course to pick up his diploma early and enter university into his teens. He grew to like robotics and computing, and started working underground as a cracker (black hat hacker) while building battle bots on the side. It wasn’t long before he lost interest in university and began doing his own thing.
Jiden’s father never asked too many questions. He was generally proud of his son and unworried. The family was quite wealthy and there was never any push to get a job. Robyn’s time was also full– Jiden was left alone to his own devices for most of the time.
The history of aneurysms is confusing and a little suspicious, especially since Jiden inherited everything from his parents upon their death. Jiden has been touch and go with the authorities because of this, but has never actually been charged. He currently still lives in his parents’ house doing his own thing.
He doesn’t appear too saddened by the loss of his parents, but maybe that’s just his method of coping.
Aliases: “J,” “Jy” (like ‘gyroscope’), and sometimes “Jade”
Height: 5’4″ to 5’7″
Hair: long red/brown hair that goes down to mid-back.
Age: 18 – 25
Favorite color: green
Personality: easy-going, laid back, can be a bit of a clown. He is almost always in a good mood, smiling or owning a bit of a smirk. He will often downplay his intelligence, playing the dumb fool or pretending to be a klutz in order to fit in better with those around him.
Distinctive features: always wears green goggles; long blue tribal tattoo that spreads from right shoulder down the arm to the wrist.
Hobbies: building, maintaining, and dueling battle bots; hacking and cracking; electrical engineering.
Kid genius. Mother died when Jy was 10, father when he was 18. Jiden inherited everything. He claims to be an inventor but “hasn’t had any good ideas yet.”
The goggles are a memento of his mother and he wears them constantly. They are a prototype invention of his mother’s. They are capable of taking several readings on equipment just by looking at them. Their most common use is as a multimeter.
Jy is a cyberpunk character and is open-ended to take advantage of almost any roleplay in that genre. Because of this, there will naturally be several small variations. His gender rarely comes up, and his sexual orientation varies, although he is usually asexual. I consider Jiden Sparx my persona.
My two favorite story arcs are these:
– Jy is studying full-time in University. A childhood friend drops on his doorstep after she was thrown out due to her mental illness. While Jiden takes care of her, she tries desperately to seduce him. Only problem is that Jy is 100% gay and taken. His boyfriend is out of town and he doesn’t want his friend to know his orientation.
– Jy is eating breakfast with his father (Robyn) when he suddenly falls dead on the table. Too shocked to do anything, Jiden simply leaves and tries to pretend it never happened. Later that day, Delilah (Deli), Robyn’s intern, stops by the house. They both are at the wrong place at the wrong time, and find themselves the prime suspects of Robyn’s murder.
Last RP Story
Deliliah (Deli) is a 20 year old intern to the biochemist Robyn Sparx, father of Jiden (Jy), an eighteen year old electronics wizkid. One day, Robyn mysteriously dies — thought to be by spontaneous brain aneurysm, same as Jiden’s mother several years prior.Everyone’s in the wrong place at the wrong time, and all signs point to Jy and Deli being murderers. Even worse, Jy now has suspicious ties to a group of thought to-be international spies.
Random Post From Last RP
Jiden was normally pretty easygoing. Either immersed in his gadgetry or cracking some joke with a smile on his face. Given his situation — father completely overloaded with work and Jiden left to entertain himself — he had seemed to adapt fairly well and no one ever really wondered about him.
In truth, he was usually praised as being some sort of electrical genius, taking after his mother and bound to come up with something amazing eventually. For that reason, he didn’t bother with school. He’d tried it, but like any smart kid, had grown bored and about the age of ten he took the test for his GED and kept to himself in his lab since. Occasionally he’d participate in some engineer forums. He’d made some headway in the hobby battle robots scene, but didn’t really fully apply himself anywhere too heavily. Robyn didn’t want Jiden to entirely miss out on a “real” childhood, so had never forced his son to go get a job or jump start adult life. Realistically speaking, they had all the money they could’ve wanted anyway.
It was all this that came through Jiden’s mind. It had only been about an hour a go that he was eating cereal in the kitchen when his father came up to make himself sandwich. The man had sat down to eat it in his lab coat, asked how J’s day was going and then promptly passed out on the table.
Jiden had turned around and dropped everything, rushing over. He didn’t know what to do at first, or what had happened. But when the eighteen year old checked for breath or a heartbeat, there was nothing. Jiden grabbed a defibrillator and attempted to resurrect his father, but blood came out of his ears after a few tries and Jiden knew his father was gone.
It had been sudden, unexpected, completely uncalled for…
His father had been taken away just like his mother had when he was six.
Jiden had no idea what to do. Something snapped in his brain and he simply went back downstairs into the lab and tried to pretend it had never happened.
He didn’t want to look at it. He didn’t want to think about it.
Maybe if he ignored it, it would go away.
Every fiber of his being knew it wouldn’t, but he still hoped anyway. Some sort of teenaged resolve stuck in him. He was stubborn, he didn’t want to believe he was suddenly alone in the world with no one to look after him.
But now Robyn Sparx’s intern was trying to get him to go up there to the kitchen, to his father, to ruin everything. To absolve him of his unique fantasy that everything was okay.
“Were you and him… You know…?” He looked at his numb hand. “…In love?”
Read the [unfinished] thread rp here.