Mr. JJ Jingles
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
I had so much fun creating this character. The costume isn't quite like a tiny bellhop uniform. I think maybe the tuxedo shirt would work better because of the buttons. Still, I'm hesitant to change him, since I'm still in the middle of so many other creations. I tried to write the descriptive text like a children's book. Not sure how well I succeeded.
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| Sleepy monkey time... | |
| Mr. Jingles | |
| Player: Wei Yau | |
| Origin: | Tanker |
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| Archetype: | Mutation |
| Security Level: | 1 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Mr. Jingles |
| Known Aliases: | ' |
| Species: | Simian |
| Age: | 5 |
| Height: | Confidential |
| Weight: | Confidential |
| Eye Color: | Confidential |
| Hair Color: | Confidential |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | United States of America |
| Occupation: | Confidential |
| Place of Birth: | Atlas Park |
| Base of Operations: | Paragon City |
| Marital Status: | ' |
| Known Relatives: | ' |
| Known Powers | |
| Confidential | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Confidential | |
| Equipment | |
| Confidential | |
| No additional information available. | |
Currently being evaluated by The Loyal Guardsmen
Mr. Jingles was a happy monkey. He used to be a tiny monkey.
Mr. Jingles and his owner, Salvatore, went to Atlas Park everyday. Salvatore played his organ-grinder, while Mr. Jingles would do a funny dance. Everyone loved Salvatore and Mr. Jingles, especially when Mr. Jingles would play his little cymbal with Salvatore.
Sundays were a special day for the two, as the park would be extra crowded. People were everywhere and things were relatively peaceful. It seems that on Sundays, or at least back then, everyone just took it a little bit easier.
Sometimes Salvatore and Mr. Jingles would actually get to play for The Statesman! Salvatore would turn out a jolly tune, while Mr. Jingles would dance about and bang his cymbal in time to the music.
Yes, things were good for the two. Especially on Sundays. Until it happened.
One beautiful Sunday afternoon, Salvatore and Mr. Jingle were doing what they do best and getting a lot of money for it. It was a good day for Salvatore and Mr. Jingles.
Suddenly, the park was filled with people running and screaming. They were scared. An evil wizard had decided to attack Atlas Plaza. On a Sunday!
The evil wizard, no one remembers his name now, was defeated by a passing hero. The hero was All-American II, everyone knows him! But, when the scientist fell, his Embiggening Spell hit poor Mr. Jingles!
Mr. Jingles didn't think anything had happened to him, he was just very scared.
But, Mr. Jingles noticed that everyone and everything around him was getting smaller. Mr. Jingles was very worried and looked to find Salvatore. He looked up, but could only see the sky. Mr. Jingles heard Salvatore's voice and he looked down. There's Salvatore!
Salvatore told Mr. Jingles that the world didn't shrink! Oh no, what had happened was that Mr. Jingle grew. And grew. And grew. Mr. Jingles was very, very, very big now.
Mr. Jingles was so big, he became a super-hero. He fights bad guys and helps good guys. And on Sundays, he still plays in the park with Salvatore. Salvatore even got him a new cymbal and banging stick!
Mr. Jingles can be big or he can be small. Either way, he is very, very strong. Mr. Jingles is so strong, Hero Corps asked him to work with them. Now, Mr. Jingles fights bad guys with Hero Corps.
