Alfred F. Jones

[Alfred F. Jones]

Alfred F. Jones

Name: Alfred Fletcher Jones.

Nation: United States of America

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Occupation: Freelance Photographer

Affiliation: Neutral

Superpower: Gravitokinesis;
The user can control gravitational fields. Can bend gravity to make environment very “heavy” or “light”, cause objects to “fall” towards another object instead of the earth (“nexus inducing”). Can flatten objects and generate miniature black holes to compress objects into oblivion. Another capability is to repel and attract objects with the user as the epicenter similar to the laws of magnetism one can repulse matter (to the extent, energy) regardless of its mass. The user can attract objects as well in a telekinetic manner. An offensive use of this power is to repulse people or objects with such force it could shatter wood, rocks, and human bones, increase gravity to crush opponents or decrease it to render them defenseless. Defensive use is to create a gravitational force-field repelling certain objects and attacks.

The main problem and weakness of his power, however.. Is that he cannot control it. He can’t use it at will most of the time, nor does he know how to ‘shut it off’ whenever it acts up without permission. The other being that its very physically taxing on him; it takes a lot of energy to use his power, so he always seems to be eating in order to keep himself functioning.

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Personality: At a glance, Alfred Jones may seem like an open-book sort of man; the kind that wears his heart on his sleeve. A smile usually on his face, as he can almost always find something of sorts to be happy about. He’s always had an upbeat attitude; he’d say it just ran in his blood, but it’d be quite obvious to those who knew him well, that it didn’t. He remains cheerful, because he’s a die-hard optimist; if something’s wrong, it’ll get better if you just believe it will and smile the gloom away. And it doesn’t take much to put such a smile on his lips; nice weather, a hello from someone who usually ignores him..A toy from a McDonald’s Happy Meal, helping someone out in need. Though some call this a bit too simple-minded, for Alfred its just right. You only live once after all; so why not make the most of it, and enjoy the little things in life while you’re still able to? Though he tries not to dwell on it too much, he’s well aware at how fragile a life and happiness are.. How easily either, or both, could be taken away- this being why he’s such an optimist. He doesn’t see much of a point and wasting the time one has, worrying about needless things and being, quite simply, a buzzkill. While he likes to believe that his smile and cheerfulness is infectious..more often than not, to his grave and obvious disappointment, it seems to be more of something that has made people avoid him.. They say he smiles too much; that his laugh is obnoxious and that its impossible to be so happy and carefree all the time. He’ll do his best to ignore this.. But little do others no, its one of the few things that really gets to him.

The only thing stronger than his optimistic attitude.. Is his borderline obsession with freedom and justice. He’s always had a strong set of morals, even when he was a small boy growing up. As a child, he was overly fascinated by the superheroes in comic books, particularly ones such as Superman, Captain America, Batman and Spiderman.. While he likes the Superman logo more than any of the others, Batman will always be his favorite hero, though he’ll rarely admit to it. He admires him the most for the soul fact that, unlike the other comic book heroes..Bruce Wayne didn’t have any mutant or alien superpowers. To Alfred, its always made him more of a ‘real’ hero than the others, though he adores all of them.. In a way, one could say that Alfred himself, aspires to be a ‘real’ hero like Bruce one day. Though he’ll admit that actually reading about it can get a little boring in large doses..He actually quite enjoys keeping up with the law and politics in his free time. Usually only American politics, however; anything else he tends to just clump together as ‘Other’ or ‘Too Complicated’ or occasionally even ‘Downright Boring’, much to the annoyance of some of his peers.

Always sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong; he’s the type of man who can’t leave bad enough alone. When Alfred’s around, hardly anything can be kept to the person or persons it involves; he’s so damn curious and nosey, he just can’t leave anything alone until he finds out just what’s going on and with who. And why. He’ll try to justify it as that he just wants to make sure everything’s alright; or that he needs the information to become a better hero to the people in question.. Truthfully, though, Alfred just cannot stand being left out. Of anything. Even if it doesn’t concern him at all. He always wants to know whats going on and wants to be kept in the loop; worried that if he’s out of it for even just a moment.. He’ll lose a valuable opportunity to try and make friends with someone who didn’t particularly want to be friends with him before. What he doesn’t seem to realize, however, is that by being so nosey and getting into people’s business.. It often just makes them want even less to do with him and want to avoid becoming close to him even more. No one wants to be friends with someone with a double-standard on privacy. While he always wants to know whats going on in other’s lives.. Alfred rarely lets anyone know about what’s all exactly happening in his. For such a nosey person, Alfred is also a very private one; his business is his business and usually no one else’s. He can pry into yours; but you are not allowed to pry into his without the American becoming over-defensive, a tad paranoid, and downright childish in his attempts to keep his personal privacy. Unfortunately for those around him, though.. He also doesn’t realize how much of a hypocrite this makes him; and when confronted about it, he’ll wind up denying it up and down until the other person gets tired of arguing and gives up.

To the annoyance of everyone that is stuck being around him.. Alfred usually doesn’t bother to assess a situation at all. Reading the atmosphere, sensing the mood, noticing the tension; none of these. Its not that he’s incapable of understanding them.. He simply just finds it boring and a waste of time to try, most times. He’ll try to when a situation is very critical, but only if its absolutely necessary for him to do so in order to ‘save the day’ or save something important to him. Anything else, the blonde tends to deem not worth the time and effort it takes to read the atmosphere of something that isn’t extremely important to Alfred himself. However dull or downright stupid this habit of his might make him seem in the public’s eye.. Alfred is actually extremely intelligent. Quite the child prodigy in all meanings of the term. A regular Einstein. ..Well, if Einstein were a near hyper-active, childish blonde who doesn’t understand that talking with your mouth full of French fries is a very, very terrible and rude habit. Though his brains and book-smarts developed at surprisingly quick pace.. that left quite a bit of a gap between his mental capabilities and his emotional ones. Regardless of how childish his actual personality is, Alfred is still a genius, much to the surprise of others. He loves science above all else and is full of random facts and trivia of the most unusual things that most people probably wouldn’t even take the time to learn. Ask him a question- about nearly anything- and you can bet he’ll have an answer for you. He was always fascinated with them ever since he was just a child; and that’s what began to launch him through the school ranks like one of the rockets he so loved. He’s very calculating and smart, even if he doesn’t always show it- his mind is always turning, wondering about this, thinking about that, how this might work, what he can do about that.

One of Alfred’s main flaws that always stands out amongst his others, is his eternal concern with his weight. He loves eating and does plenty of it; probably more so than he should. Especially when it comes to sweets and junk food.. They’re his guilty pleasure one could say; he knows they’re bad for one’s health, and that its part of the reason he has troubles with his weight (even if he denies problems with his weight at all), but he just can’t resist them in the least. One could say he’s practically addicted to the stuff. That aside, even though he knows he’s a little overweight- though what he doesn’t know, is that most of it is muscle- he’ll vehemently deny it to all those who comment on it. Occasionally, Alfred will even try to convince himself that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with his weight.. That he’s in top form, at just the right weight and that he’s always been a fit as one can be. As much as he hates to admit, he’s even gotten into little arguments with others over his weight; they’ll say he is overweight and he’ll deny it and bickering will start; all because of his refusal to admit to another person that there’s actually an issue. Though he knows there’s one deep down, some parts of him still don’t want to admit that such a ‘hero’ like himself would ever be ‘pudgy’, ‘chubby’ or ‘fatty’. Aside from this, another noticeable shortcoming of his, Alfred also has no sense of direction. Geography has always been his weakest point; even with all his smarts. Growing up, for the longest time, he always thought people could get from place to place- even to far places across the ocean, like England or China- all by car. He gets lost very easily, even in small neighborhoods; he doesn’t know any place well. Because of this, he almost always uses a GPS when driving- or even better, has someone else do the driving for him, since he becomes so easily distracted on the road himself.

Due to how fast he grew up, Alfred never really had much time to just be a child or to enjoy his childhood. Its almost like he went straight from a young boy to an adult, with no time to have fun or express the childish, immature phase that every other person usually gets to during the childhood. Because of this, despite his age and status..He often behaves very childishly and immaturely, regardless of how much others may scold him for it. He can’t help himself really; though he’ll make attempts to be serious when its needed- and while he usually can be- some times a bit of his suppressed childishness will show itself. Alfred has a slight bit of the ‘hero syndrome’. He was conditioned to be the perfect little prodigy when he was younger, so as he grew older, he started taking it upon himself to try and do things that would earn his parents appreciation and approval. Or, anyone’s really. Because of this, the word ‘no’ isn’t a big part of his vocabulary. Anything to be the ‘hero’ of a situation. Rather its going out of his way to do a favor for someone who doesn’t even like him.. Taking on an extra workload.. The one who stays late, so others can go home early.. Anything to be needed by someone else. Even if its just being used. Over the years, Alfred has slowly turned himself into a sort of hero; but at a great cost to himself. The stress this causes is sometimes overwhelming, not to mention he’s come to harbor resent in the back of his mind for those he helps. He tries not to think on it, because he knows its terrible to; and its unheroic. So he continues to play the hero for those around him, rather they want him to or not; even though he’s begun to lose sight of what he wants out of life.

Regardless of what people may think of the American from his usual demeanor and the air he gives off.. Most of that courage and confidence he displays is usually just bravado. While he can be a very brave soul when it comes to trying to protect others.. He is often scared senseless of the most ridiculous things imaginable; such as ghosts, scary movies and the most surprising phobia of marmite. Though the slogan is “Hate it or love it”, Alfred is nearly terrified of the stuff; often prone to freaking out a bit and trembling in fear all over from just the sight of a jar. In genuinely dangerous or troublesome situations though, he’s one of the most reliable, courageous people one could ever hope to have with them when things get bad. Some of this seemingly comes from his hero complex- the rest from the fact that he can’t stand seeing other people hurt or scared. Even if its a risk to himself, it it can help to improve the situation for someone else who’s in real trouble near him, Alfred won’t hesitate to take such a risk for their sake. Regardless if they’re a complete stranger; or even more peculiar, an enemy of his. This immense, genuine bravery that he gains in the face of danger..Almost always only surfaces if there’s someone ‘weaker’ around him that he feels he must protect. The bravado comes into play mainly, when it concerns himself. The American usually acts so confident in everything he does; like nothing scares him or makes him uncomfortable.. When the truth is, that so many things do scare and unnerve him. Comments about his weight, public affection and any sort of affection beyond a friendly hug towards himself, make him quite uncomfortable; though he’ll deny all of it for the most part. Ghosts, being intimate with someone and being helpless, scare him tremendously. He’ll pretend like none of them phase him though, especially the latter two. Alfred will try to keep up a brave face no matter how uncomfortable or scared he becomes, when it comes to the more serious issues.


Alfred is an extremely possessive person. Especially when it comes to people. While he may get a bit possessive or protective over objects with sentimental values, such as his harmonica; or things that are just extremely necessary; such as his glasses. But when it comes to people.. Considering how he’s never had very many friends- well, hardly anyone close to him at all, really. Once he does become close to someone, he tends to become quite possessive. Though he won’t act like it all the time, he can become very jealous very easily if someone else is getting the attention of someone he thinks to be ‘his’. Rather it be a friend or a loved one. This nature becomes even worse, if Alfred feels like someone he’s close to is going to leave or be taken away, regardless of the situation.. He can become quite forceful and almost frightening in his attempts to prevent such an event. Despite his normally strong morals and sense of justice, nearly nothing is going to far, if it means he’ll get to keep the ones he’s close to and to keep them safe.

Likes: Comic books, Cheeseburgers, Junk food, McDonalds, Superheroes, Justice, Freedom, America, Science, Baseball, Video-games, Cinema, Archaeology, Anthropology, Sportscars, Watermelon, Fireworks, Happy Meals, Exercise, Happy endings, Aliens, Family, Online Shopping, Coffee, Photography

Dislikes: Vegetables, Villains, Geography, His weight, Ghosts, Weighing scales, Marmite, Being ignored, His faults being pointed out, Not being able to help, Commies, Scary movies,

Fatal Flaw: Warped Self-image;
He’s nearly obsessed with exercising, even though he can’t bring himself to really stick to a diet. Despite how he’s mostly in shape, aside from his slightly chubby midsection, Alfred often frets over his weight and image.. Thinking himself to be very overweight and out of shape, regardless of what others might say; though they really just tend to agree with this, often with insulting nicknames such as ‘Fatty‘ and ‘Tubs‘ and so forth. Thus; he exercises constantly, unaware that the reason he’s not losing weight- and often gaining some- is because of his building his muscles up, not fat. His mental image of his physical self is so far askew, that he almost never believes any kind of positive comment relating to it, often just brushing it off with a bit of false-ego, though he’ll be mentally pointing out everything that makes it untrue.

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Roleplay Sample:

Alfred hummed as he made his way through the throngs of people, taking great care not to run into anyone or step on anyone’s toes. Which was surprisingly harder than it seemed. He wasn’t exactly light on his feet in any sense of the word..rather tall and..well built. He wasn’t fat, not at all, never, no way. A small growl sounded from his stomach, bringing a bit of color to his cheeks as he glanced at the people around him; hopefully no one had heard that. He’d been rather busy today, taking some last minute shots and rushing them up to the newspaper editors before it was too late.

As he had been hoping and had expected.. His current boss was quite pleased with his work, and while the pay wasn’t much to brag about.. Alfred was incredibly happy to be needed doing something he loved- especially something he was actually good at. He’d briefly considered becoming a doctor..but he just wasn’t passionate about medicine like he was photography and people. Which is why he’d turned to anthropology instead, working on his degree with his camera taking up his free time.Running his fingers together out of habit, he weaved through people a little further, finally reaching his destination.

No where fancy, just a busy little restaurant that only had the best damn burgers in the town. Possibly even the world. Or the universe. And with that happy thought in mind, he stepped into the heaven-on-earth that was McDonalds, still humming happily. He placed his rather lengthy order as quick as the cashier could take it before dropping into his favorite booth. Today’s doin great.. He thought, smiling as he took a sip of his cola, beginning to flip through the photos on his digital camera.

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OOC Information


Name: Carrot

Contact Information: PM

Timezone: Central

Code: UKUS/USUK, Cold War, FrAme, USViet

[Starry]

Fabulous app. I couldn't ask for anything more. Without a doubt, accepted c: