Name: Ja/X7 or Jax
Age: Approximately five months
Biography: After waking up on a mortuary slab Jax (name taken from the writing on the tank beside him) quickly found himself being tipped backwards into an open chute and deposited onto a heap of rotting meat in a large chamber below. It took two months before he began to understand what he was and what must have happened, that he was someones attempt at creating life and clearly had been deemed a failure and dumped into the sewers. Aware that though he wasn't ugly his stitched body was definitely bizarre he remained in the sewage passes beneath what he assumed must be a large city until an unopened letter was dropped down a grating above him. He didn't know if it was somehow intended for him or just a mistake but all it did was invite its possessor to Trinity Castle.
Personality: Still adjusting to being alive and a biological train wreck Jax is naturally a little unsure of himself and his temperament can fluctuate wildly if provoked changing to aggressive, stubborn, meek or sometimes sadistic. Usually happy to help when possible Jax is bizarrely proud of what he is, as freakish as his body may be he can accomplish things 'normal' people couldn't imagine. Jax isn't sure what to think of the concept of masters or pets, he can see how it'd be useful to have someone to help him and how it'd be useful to have someone else making all the choices but has yet to be convinced its for him.
Abilities/Powers:
Complete control of own flesh
Genius scientific mind
Can play guitar on his arm tendons
Songs:
30 Seconds To Mars-Kings and queens
Bowling For Soup-Girl all the bad guys want
Lit-I'm in over my head
Good Charlotte-Girls and boys
Pet:
Marilyn Edgeworth
It didn't take long for him to reach his room, pushing the door open he looked inside a little surprised by what he found. The room was lit by crackling electricity and adorned with scientific equipment, a large comfortable sheet lay over a cushioned surgical table and a row of tanks bubbled with comfortable coloured liquid. Smiling to himself he stepped inside, there was a slightly harsh joke in this but on reflection he actually liked it. In time he felt it'd feel like a real home and until then the novelty felt like it'd keep his attention. Glancing back at Marilyn he smiled "Its a little mean of a pet to keep secrets from her master, or will I need to tease those secrets out of you?"