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## Valor

Valor, later known as Jupe, is a large humanoid, metal creature. Because he died in a plane crash A former gamer, he believed Limbo was a video game and that he was a knight character. He often acted brashly and aggressively as a result, viciously attacking enemies. Because of this, his ability to form relationships with his other party were hindered. A paladin, Jupe wields both magic and a long sword, though he switched to a hatchet by the end of the series. Jupe is romantically involved with Josle, who is introduced during the Rave Arc. During the Arcade Orphanage Arc, he was forced to remember his real past life and death at the hands of Avonte and thus began using his birth name Jupe. As Jupe, he was a quivering, pathetic, nervous wreck. Realizing the severity of his situation, he became terrified of confrontation and danger though he remained snappy and aggressive towards his teammates. Understanding that he his dead and thus, remembering his past life also resulted in him feeling guilty and ashamed of his poor past.

Due to his strength in melee attacks, Jupe often served as a frontal attacker. He also would act as a secondary support and healer to Andrew along with Mac.

### PreDeath-

He is an irate, confident, and stubborn gamer. He likes MOBA games and mostly played some sort of parody of League of Legends. His tag is xXx\_Valor69\_xXx but it used to be “Suckon”. He liked to play the role of either Tank, DPS, or Assist.\*  His role in his favorite game was DPS. He likes to troll his opponents and tease them. Because he’s spent so much time playing his games he’s become rather skilled at them. He can effectively strategize against his opponents and is good with adapting to his surroundings. However, this means that he is very cocky and both incredibly good at working with others whom he respects but terribly bad at working with people he deems “ a loser noobs with L playing skills and the reaction speed of someone playing with toes for fingers”. When his teammates don’t play to his standards, he berates them, insults and teases them, and often bemoans the displeasure of having to suffer through playing with them. Generally speaking, his mindset for when he finds himself playing with people he dislikes is “Either I entertain myself through with your painful playing, or you quit and I get a better team” He is also terribly sour when he loses. He is subject to rages and fits of anger. He screams very rude things and abuses people of cheating then rage quits and switches games. Despite these unpleasant qualities, he works incredibly well with those he deems worthy of his respect. When he is playing with someone whom he believes is useful and skilled he can effectively communicate and strategize with them. He is also a lot more tolerant. In a scenario where a player misses a chance to progress his team, while he may snap and insult a player he dislikes, if he plays with someone he does like, he is able to overlook, strategize, then communicate calmly how to compensate for the loss. These 2 qualities, and his gaming skills, are what allowed him to climb the ranks of some of his favorite games. Granted he isn’t famous or anything like that.

When they’re NOT playing games though, they are an antisocial, awkward, still irate. They aren’t the best at adapting to new citations outside of the realm of gaming so they becomes angry and stressed minimal change or minor inconveniences. They also have trouble maintaining conversations with others if they don’t care about the subject being talked about and because they really only care for games, if they’re not talking about them they find they don’t want to talk at all. They are also awkward. There have, obviously, been times where conversation was necessary for them to make and in their attempts to succeed, they often try to be humorful but often their jokes and references fall though. They hate losing so this pisses and embarrasses them and makes them reclusive. Aside from games, they have an interest in the history of knights and very old wars. They have researched the topics and at one point considered making a cosplay of an accurate 1500 knight.

### PostDeath-

They believe they are the character from one of their favorite games. They remember their name as Valor the 69th. They believe they are a paladin hero who can do no wrong. Their personality is the same it’s just…so much worse now. Because they think they are a hero, they believe they have a keen sense of judgement and they execute this judgment as they see necessary. Due to the nature of their game though, they are hardly merciful in their acts of justice. In their eyes, there are those who are evil, those who are good, and those that are vessels to keep the balance of evil and good. Evil must be purged while good protected. They see themself as a vessel, a vessel who deserves money, praise, and recognition. Amongst common folk, they are loud and a braggert. They expect people to recognize and thank them for their epic acts of heroism. When they are with those who they may consider “coworkers” or “teammates” (which they haven't experienced), they are aggressive and irritable. This is their judgment's stage so they’re trying to test whether they like this person or not. If they pass their test, then they maintain their cocky disposition but are willing to listen and trust the knowledge and actions of said person. In battle, they are just as they were when playing their games: confident, efficient, and a troll. They are good at violent exchanges and fast with them too. They maintain a relatively cool head because they don't have to worry about teammates which allows them to strategize effectively. They taunt and toy with their enemies as well, often verbally insulting them before going in for the kill.

## Appearance

Jupe is a large metallic, humanoid, monster. He stands at 5'9. In spite of his monstruous appearance, he is registered as a human in his character sheet due to his former life's race. His head is made up of the nose of a plane and his lower jaw is a grey, flakey, flesh like material. From his head he has four wings extending upwards and behind him. Two of the wind sit atop his head like horns. Two are stacked vertically from the back of his head two his upper neck. The tips of these are red. He has shard shaped scales which fringe out along his neck, arms, chest, and legs. He has a large fin made of cracked and broken glass protruding from his upper back.
Jupe wears a suit of grey armor without the helmet or hand piece. The design is loosely based on 15th century English armor. He wears an orange cloth between is tasses and carries a long sword.

Jupes human form is that of an 5'9 white human. He has long, shoulder length, black hair and a mole under his left eye. He often wore simple t-shirts and sweats. He was described as greasy and rancid. Because he didn't showed often, he also had an iconic smell. In early works, he was depicted wearing glasses.

## History

On the 16 of March, Jupe Wilson was born to two parents. Yadda yadda. He had a relatively basic, American, structured childhood. He was middle class. He lived with his mother and father and no siblings. His mother and father did the best they could. His mom was a vet and his father worked in an office.  As a child he was often considered disagreeable and controlling so he was often alone and had little to no friends. His dad brought him to an arcade once where he discovered his love of games, in particular, PVP and shooting-style PvE games. From there he was able to make a few distant friends with those who were regulars at the arcade however, as he got older he found maintaining a friendship beyond those few interactions was too much work so he isolated himself in his room. He then discovered the online gaming community around age 13 and it was downhill from there. The anonymity of the screen allowed him to feel comfortable enough to speak his mind and he got very used to being crass and rude. He dedicated a large amount of his time to playing and climbing ranks which made him cocky and every other thing I mentioned previously. His parents were so disappointed in this development that they disowned/cut contact with him. When he graduated highschool, he entered college, majoring in history and continued his habit of gaming. His roommate hated him and he never picked up on that. At 22 he worked as an archivist (archive technician) for a small archival association dedicated specifically to incredibly old texts dating as far back as the 1200s. Working here, he discovered his interest for 1500s knights and medival culture. This was the first time something other than games had sparked his interest. He dove into the information and divided his free time up between gaming and reading. He had bad selfcare habits. He didn't clean up after himself frequently enough to stop from trash forming a second layer of ground on his room floor and at one point he had piss bottles (bottles you pee into instead of the toilet). He didn’t wash is face frequently but he did shower and brush. He also ate a lot of cheap foods or just skipped dinner all together. He was living in a shared house with 3 other roommates, Lou, Diana, and Arlo. None of them particularly liked Jupe but he didn’t care because they stayed out of his way for the most part.

He died August 19th at 2am. He was grinding out on his favorite game Saga Alliance and listening to music with headphones on. Because of this, he didn’t hear the sound of the plane nearing his room outside. The plane crashed above and behind him directly onto his skull and head killing him along with the 5 passengers in the plane instantly.

When they woke in limbo the first thing they noticed was the sky. Which gave the appearance of a greyscale soup. The clouds drifting away like oil in broth. The black ash swimming through it like, peppercorn. The second thing he noticed was the odd form of his hands. White and razor sharp like blades. His stature was much taller than he felt used to. He almost panicked he he saw that his chest had a large hole in it. The edges were frayed like torn metal and inside he felt a flay, smooth like glass surface covered in glowing pinched dots that looked freakishly like crying faces. And though he couldn’t see himself, feeling his head with is hands he recognized the alienating feeling of touching something on your body that didn’t belong. Like a hand brace, or bandaid on your toe except, this wasn’t something on his real face, it just was his face. Some sort of weird metal hunk, loosely shaped like some sort of dog mask with a black glass visor encasing his eyes. Complete with blade-like horns and a larger blade coming out the back of his head. It was as if he was bred to be bathed in the blood of some fearsome foe. Also, he was naked. The third thing he noticed was the apparent  ugliness of everything that was under this sky. The burnt, shriveled, scorched trees that surrounded him looked like old long dead corpses swaying precariously. The clouds which swam through the sky as if they were running away from something he couldn’t see were thin and lacked the golden fluff of the clouds he remembered when he was young. It was then he realized, “When he was young”....who exactly was he?? He sat here, in this barren quiet forest, thinking to himself trying to grasp at fleeting words and images in his head. After a couple of minutes the only things they could muster were visuals of the blood, smoke, sweat, screaming voices and cheers and the words “Valor”, “Knights”, and “69”.  It wasn’t much, but for now it was all he had. All he was. With these pieces he deduced he must have been some sort of military hero. Perhaps a great knight beloved by all. The sounds of cheering ran through his brain again and he felt overwhelmed with a feeling that had to have been happiness. Yes, that must be it. I’m a knight. A heroic knight. He thought to himself happily. That would explain their body; designed for battle against evil foes. Their chest might’ve contained the souls of the evil they’d defeated in the past. Yes, it was all coming together. A heroic knight thrown into some sort of barren hellscape destined to save those in need. It was perfect. Almost. He was still naked and he needed armor. He decided, before saving lives he would set out in search of a blacksmith.

He walked for hours and hours through the forest. It wasn’t easy trying to find civilization. They had discovered quickly that the clouds in the sky weren’t clouds but rather smoke piling out of the many pools of lava spurting from the ground forming lakes, rivers, and other typically wet geographical forms. They ambled on and on noting how, despite being seemingly surrounded by heat and lava, they didn’t feel all that hot and for being naked, they displayed no sign of burns or visible damage from the heat. They kept walking and walking until they came upon what looked like some sort of village or camp. The people lived in very small houses made of the dirt similar to cob houses. The most noticeable thing about this area was the bright red lake spewing ash into the air that was situated not to far from the homes. The people wore think shoes or sandals and their skin was covered in burns. They entered the town and walked through looking for a blacksmith or metallurgy but found the town was devoid of them. By asking around though, they learned that they could harvest iron from the burned trees sap. It took weeks but eventually they gathered enough iron to weld into armor. When they were able to complete the armor they paraded into town full of pride and with an epic swagger to their walk. The people thought they were some sort of monster thing and were intimidated by him but they misinterpreted it as being in awe of their glory. A couple hours later, they beat and rather intensely killed a young thief whom they had determined to be a bad guy. Killing the small thief reminded him of his destiny that he had determined when he first awoke here. The town was then made very scared of their presence and asked him to leave. They took this as them telling him that other towns needed protecting so they left.  They now spend their days staying in different towns and beating up “evil” and slaying the monsters in the barren woods. More on that later. Sometimes they just camp in the woods. The bright light scares people from the woods. The campaign starts shortly after his 3rd year in Limbo.

## Valors Limbo

Based on his PC and the heat from the crash

His limbo is a volcanic lava filled area. Majority of geographical formations with water exist with lava instead. The land and water are dead and the air and ground are filled with ash. The sky is a permanent grey from the smoke coming from the volcano. The cause of this environment is that a brain is overheating with fever trying to process too much memory. The brain is symbolic of a pc overheating. The memories are literal and take the form of enteroviruses with large mouths and fingers to crawl around with. The virus's contain the lost memories of those stuck in this specific limbo. Wrangling one down and placing your ear near the mouth, you’ll be able hear things from those lost memories. Find the right one and you’ll get clues of your memories back. If the virus dies you could get your memories from a different source (ex. Someone telling you, you read your diary, etc) but once the virus dies its dead for good. It’s body unravels and burns up and away.

The land, trees, and lava are all like the body. Being slowly killed and stripped of resource resulting in death and failure. The trees specifically are like veins. Their sap is filled with iron and oxygen like blood but with the land dying the amounts of iron and oxygen lessen and lessen.

The “brain” isn’t shaped like a brain exactly. It looks like a mass of worms writhing in a mound. Right now, the worms are boiling to the touch. Its placed inside a mountain that has become like a volcano. That is, usually, its just a mountain with an opening at it’s top but with the overheating brain it’s become a volcano. Majority of the smoke comes out of this volcano.

Surrounding the volcano are miles of woods. The woods are riddled with enteroviruses roaming about. They do attack so stay quiet and still as they don’t have eyes and travel by feeling around and for vibrations on their fingers.

Sprinkled withing the miles of wood are small groups of civilization. These people survive by killing and eating the enteroviruses. They may don shoes or other protective coverings because the land is really hot in areas closer to lava or the volcano. Valor was ok because he was quite far away from the hotter areas. When he walked towards the hotspot he realized it hurt and stayed away until he could get armor.

Finally, as mentioned, the land is riddled with things like lakes, waterfalls, rivers, and normal things you would see in a forest however where the water would be lava is instead.

Valor's virus sound would be the sound of keyboards, mouse clicks, paper shuffling, video game victory music, and the voices of his roommates, classmates, and parents. The sounds occur one after the other. The earlier noises will end as the newer sounds play. They end up overlapping together to make a sort of jumble of discernable  noises.

The virus only effects those who spawned in this limbo. If there were a pattern in those who end up in this limbo it would be the types of deaths these people have which are usually crashes, explosions, and majority of heat related deaths.

## Fun Facts and Statements

* His character is based on the concept of isekai anime
* He is a discord kitten
* Jupe has a job as an archivist
* His character design is based off of Chainsaw Man
* His personality was intended to be a mix of Tsukiko Sagi, Ash the Fox, and Bakugo Katsuki
* His official theme song is "Knife in the Coffee"-Car Seat Headrest
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