Name:
Jasper Read
Nickname:
Jaz
Date of birth:
June 28th
Age:
28
Zodiac:
Cancer
Gender:
Female
Orientation:
Bisexual | Panromantic
Power:
Empath I Empathetic Psychic Ability
- The user can fully interpret and replicate the emotions, moods, and temperaments of others
Emotion Detection
- The ability to sense the emotions of those in the users immediate area.
Empathetic Echoes
- The ability to mentally/emotionally connect with the residual energies of a location.
- The ability to emotionally receive and send glimpses of memories, or mental imagery associated with certain emotional states current or past. i.e. able to trigger a memory w/in a person based on what emotion is tied to it.
Emotion Manipulation
- The ability to influence emotions of others via touch.
Clairempathy
- The ability to sense emotions of others over long distances (cities, states, countries) and locate them as such.
Limitations:
Locating people via emotions over long distances requires a deep emotional connection to form beforehand. The user cannot simply locate anyone based on their emotions.
The user is only able to sense and manipulate the emotions of those within ten feet of themselves.
If used for too long or too often, the user's abilities take a deep toll on their mental health.
Touch heightens the user's ability, but can lean to over stimulation of the senses.
Appearance:
Jasper is of average height, a whopping five foot, six inches. Her skin is a warm golden dark with full pouted lips often coated in a seamless layer of black lipstick. Trimmed brows are usually left pinched over brilliant silver orbs. Her hair is long, falling over the left side of her face and down to about her middle back. The right side is shaved down, exposing the many piercings along her ear. Her expression is often blank with silver gaze shining with some sort of amusement. If one was looking to read Jasper, all they would need to do is look into her eyes.
Black is the main color in her wardrobe. Thick, gaudy rings often adorn her fingers. She isn't one for makeup, naturally clear skin enough for her. Usually sporting her skin care routine that offers a healthy glow, mascara and either black lipstick or simple lip gloss, her looks are simple.
Hair:
Jasper's hair is long, sleek and a deep chocolate brown. The right side of her head is shaved down, a style she's kept since grade school.
Eyes:
Jasper's eyes are a stunning metallic grey. They were passed down through her great grandmother and glow an ethereal silver when in a highly agitated state or when her powers are activated.
Height:
5ft 6
Build:
Athletic build with rounded hips and visible curves -- all of which is often obscured by baggy tshirts, loose dresses and leather jackets.
Personality:
Aloof | Whimsical | Playful | Sarcastic | Mysterious | Observant | Curious
Likes:
➤ Vinyls
➤ Cooking
➤ Music
➤ Baking
➤ Thunderstorms
➤ Meditation
➤ Herbology
➤ Crystal work
Dislikes:
➤ Unwarranted Touch
➤ Disorganization
➤ Crowds
➤ Loud sounds
➤ Heightened emotion
➤ Bright lights
➤ Nosy people
➤ Lying
➤ Spicy foods
Background:
Jasper was born in your average town, outside of your average city with average people. There was nothing in particular that was notable about where she lived nor how she grew up. The one thing that stood out about Jasper, compared to other children, was how wild her emotions were. Whatever those around her were feeling, she would emulate. This led to several confused and angry parents as; should one of them get angry and yell, Jasper would devolve into a tantrum.
Her grandmother was her favorite person, recognizing the signs early on. Unfortunately, the woman had a strained relationship with her son, Jasper's father, due to her 'hocus pocus' as he called it. He never understood Jasper, often blaming her wild imagination and his mother's 'insane teachings' on the way his daughter acted. Her grandmother's was the only place Jasper ever felt accepted and understood. It was no surprise however, once she learned that her abilities were not a fluke. They were generationally passed down throughout their families history, skipping her father's generation somehow. It was through her grandmother that Jasper's powers evolved and she learned skill after skill.
She was excelling profoundly in fact, until the day her grandmother was diagnosed with congenital heart failure. It would have been the worst day of Jasper's life if three months later she wasn't standing in all black as they lowered her grandmother's casket into the grave. She was only fifteen at the time, and from there she had quickly fallen downhill. The ache emanating from every part of her home often triggered panic attacks. She fielded every emotion bouncing from her family and due to her own pain and heartache, closing the door became impossible. So Jasper did what any young, hurting girl would do.
She turned to alcohol and drugs.
Distancing herself from her family, Jasper went to parties where she got so hopped up on drugs she couldn't feel her own feelings, let alone anyone else's. The highs were amazing, allowing her the momentary relief she had craved since childhood. But soon the small hits she was taking weren't enough. She needed more and needed it to last longer. Her addiction quickly grew out of control. By the time she was eighteen she was a high school drop out, addicted to oxy and couch surfing between acquaintances houses. And when she couldn't find a friends couch to sleep on, a quick one night stand gave her refuge for some time.
What led her to finding Mosshurst, or more accurately, Mosshurst finding her, was one drunken mistake at a bar. If she could take it back, she would, but she was drunk and the man had royally pissed her off. What part of 'no' did men not understand? That was a question that wrapped around Jasper's mind even during sober hours, but this man in particular had been relentless. The straw that broke the camel's back, however, was one tight grip around her wrist. Jasper couldn't put into words what happened next, but according to the director, she'd slammed his face so hard into the counter it broke his nose and shattered his orbital bone. What truly intrigued him however, was what she'd done to his mind.
Being an empath she had certain abilities and there were things her grandmother had taught her that she was never meant to use. Everyone had a secret, a fear, a
trigger. It's all connected to emotion, so Jasper had found his fear and tugged on it until that was all he knew, and would know, for quite some time. Apparently he was locked in some pysch ward on the coast now, but the story was just their type of strange.
Mosshurst was...just about as awful as she assumed. There were a handful of other kids there that made it worth it though. Alois was her best friend, two chaotic peas in a pod. Then there was Milan, the only reason she was even still here. She often caught herself wondering if he made it out, where he was now, if he was happy. She could track him if she wanted, but the fear of not sensing anything at all after the riots at the school always stopped her.
Ravenwood was a godsend, an add in the paper that led her from her stay in a local homeless shelter to its front doors. In the two years since then she's reconnected with her fellow 'classmates' and opened her own store.
Extra:
➤ Has her nose pierced, several along her ears, nipples and tongue.
➤ Jasper also has several tattoos along her forearms, an entire back piece and a large tattoo on her left calf.
➤ Jasper's shop is named Stix and Stones.
➤ Was once addicted to Oxy + abused alcohol. Jasper is now three years clean, though still smokes cigarettes. She's down to half a pack a day.
➤Has a nasty right hook.
