Spring-Heeled Jack

Birthday: Mar 11, 1990 (Age: 34)

Gender: Male

Occupation: Thief and Urban Legend

Full Name: Johnathan Bartholomew Nimble

Known Aliases: Spring-Heeled Jack,

Age: 23

Birthday: March 11th, 1990

Physique: Athletic

Height: 6'11", 185.5 cm

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Character Background: Johnathan Bartholomew Nimble was born to Jacob and Eva Nimble, wealthy residents of the Notting Hill area of London on March 11th, 1990. Growing up he had every privilege that his parents could bestow upon him. Private tutors, fine clothes, grounds filled with places for a boy to play. However, his parents, and his father especially, drilled into him a strong sense of self-reliance and drive to accomplish. When he was four he showed great enjoyment in pushing his body to the limit, much like his father, climbing anything he could and teaching himself how to handstand and cartwheel. His parents enrolled him in classes at the most prestigious gymnastics academy they could find, and young Johnathan excelled. As he grew older, he also displayed a natural aptitude with working with machines, and combined with his natural curiosity this led him to disassemble many devices around the house, just to see how they worked. He watched his father build a car when he was 6, and by 9 he was helping him build a second.

Life was good for JB Nimble. His parents loved him, he had money, and his gymnast's physique and bright mind meant that he had no shortage of female attention once he was old enough to desire it. His father was especially proud of him, telling him every day to never forget that he was special, that he was better than so many of the common folk, and that he deserved all of his good fortune. As the 2008 olympics appraoched, JB was hand-selected by his coach to try out for Great Britain's gymnastics team. He gained his spot easily, and so the training began. He worked harder than he ever had, rapidly gaining notice as the rookie rising star on the team.
Then, only 3 weeks before the Olympics, one of the team's uneven bars broke as he swung to it, causing him to fly off and land at a very bad angle. Everyone in the gym heard the pair of cracks, the first from the bar and the second from JB's right leg snapping in two different places and destroying his knee simultaneously. JB was rushed to the hospital, delerious with pain and loss of blood, as one of the breaks had ripped through his skin. The doctors worked as feverishly as they could, and while they managed to more or less restore his leg's functionality, he would never have full use of it again. He would have to walk with a leg brace or a crutch to help support the weight, and would be confined to a wheelchair if he was looking to avoid pain. This event shattered JB's worldview. No longer was he able to do anything he set his mind to. No longer was everything within his reach. He was broken, useless in his mind. He became a shut-in, letting his bitterness at the world consume his mind and soul. He noticed now how his mother sometimes seemed to treat him more as an investment than as her son. He noticed how his father went away often on "business trips" but his stories about who he was working for and where he was never quite matched the evidence. The world was darker for JB Nimble now, much darker.

4 months after the tragedy, his father left on a business trip. This one was different, though, for his father would never return from this one. Two days after he left, JB answered a phone call, and by the time he had hung up, he had grown cold inside. His father had been found dead in a Paris alleyway, in what appeared to be a mugging gone wrong. He had been beaten to the point of being nearly unrecognizable, but they had managed to match his fingerprints with a local security company's records. He informed his mother, and, true to her form, she began planning out how they were going to make sure that they had enough money to live on for as long as possible. He sickened her. He never saw how she broke down and wailed after he had wheeled out of the house.

The next day, a package arrived in the mail for JB, addressed to him from his now-deceased father. Opening it, he found inside a pair of boots connected with full leg frame braces, a strange contraption almost looking like a small scuba air tank pair, and a pair of strange, almost comical, red-tinted goggles, all connected via wires and tubes. Inside there was also a notebook, seemingly almost a century old, and a note stuck inside its front cover written by his father. It detailed how, for a century and a half, their family had been the one known as Spring-Heeled Jack, how they had stolen the vast majority of their fortune over their history, and how it was their right to do so, as they were the ones truly deserving of it. The note also explained how the notebook detailed all changes and additions made to the initial apparatus over time, and how he had recently upgraded the leg braces to make them more slender, more efficient, and able to fully support his son's injured leg. The note wrapped up saying that he believed he had finally been connected to Spring-Heeled Jack by the French police, and thought he was being followed by a vigilante group within their ranks. "So I will face them as myself, as your father, and pass the legacy of our family on to you, my son. I have always been proud of you, and I have utmost faith in you. Make your mark on this world, and, if you can, make these bastard frogs pay." With that, the ice in Johnathan's heart evaporated, replaced by the searing heat of rage and a hatred of the world that had taken everything he deserved away from him. He immediately strapped himself in to the Spring Heel device and began to learn its use. Weeks turned into months of practice. His mother withered away and eventually became ill, perishing on the one year anniversary of his father's death. JB barely noticed. It was just another in a long list of injustices this world had heaped upon him. He continued to work feverishly, desperate to become a master of the device and of himself once more. His olympic training seemed like a stroll in the park compared to what he did now.

As the years passed, he became more capable than he had ever been. His mechanical knowledge increased greatly thanks to the research he put in figuring out every inch of the device as well as ways he could possibly improve upon it. His nightvision became more acute and his senses became sharper as he trained them, knowing that his would be a battle fought in darkness. Finally, only a few weeks after his 23rd birthday, he deemed himself ready to face the world, not as Johnathan Bartholomew Nimble, but as Spring-Heeled Jack, infamous criminal.

Personality: Johnathan Nimble has a quiet, polite personality, perhaps to a fault. In his youth he had been vivacious and outgoing, but ever since the accident that crippled him he had seemed to draw into himself. When people meet him for the first time, they are almost always left with the impression of emptiness, that although he has a pleasant demeanor and a deep calm, that he has nothing within him. His few remaining friends worry that their friend died inside due to the loss of his dream and then his parents, but they are careful never to discuss it. It wouldn't be proper.

"Spring-Heeled Jack, master acrobat and thief extraordinaire," as he has been known to introduce himself, is just as extravagant as the introduction would lead one to believe. He takes great pleasure in mocking those that seek to capture him, often leaving clues in the form of limericks before committing a crime. He got the idea from rumors about how a woman he secretly greatly admires, Carmen Sandiego, is supposed to sometimes work. His reasoning is that he will never be caught by those whom are inferior to him, which in his mind includes nearly everyone, and if anyone ever does because of his clues, then he deserves to be caught. He loves to be noticed and will flirt, entertain, and generally be overdramtic every chance he gets. However, when it is time to be serious, he can become deathly calm in an instant, and it is then that he can be truly terrifying to behold, reminiscient of the demon the legends claim Spring-Heeled Jack to be.

Aspirations: Johnathan has a simple goal: to get what he is due, and punish those who don't deserve what they have. Unfortunately for humanity, he believes he is due quite a lot, and most people are inferior to him, so don't deserve anything as much as he does. He desires to rise to prominence in the criminal world, making the legend of Spring-Heeled Jack household fare, and a name that would live on throughout history to generate feelings of awe and fear.

Medium of Means: The "Spring Heel Device": A small backpack-like contraption, connected to a modified set of footwear by a few slender but sturdy tubes which are suitable for highly pressurized gas. The footwear is, in fact, a pair of boots, but are disguised so as to appear as formal dress shoes. The higher boot is hidden by pant legs or false socks. These boots are in turn connected to complicated leg braces that have small pneumatic pistions to help cushion impacts. A couple fireproof tubes exist at shoulder level, meant to be woven through clothing and out of lapels, and a set of electrical wires attach to thin metal gloves as well as to ruby-red goggles. The gloves, usually covered by white formal gloves, control the device, as touching different combinations of fingers together complete circuits that control the pressure of the gas used in making boosted jumps, as well as the release of the chemicals out of the jacket lapels. The chemical mists disperesed combine approximately one quarter of a meter or about eight inches in front of Jack's face to ignite in a bright blue-white fire, used for distractions. The goggles glow an eerie red when activated, thanks to the simple filament that runs through the edges and is covered from outside view by a simple black coating. These goggles serve as a light source while not causing night-blindness if removed.

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