Ambrose Synépeia often referred to as the Jabberwocky of Santa Prisca was a young man tossed into the maw of rather unfortunate circumstances. Taking his lot in strides he weaves through the Underworld with the sole purpose of repaying those that didn't allow him to drown all on his own. While the nickname he bears to the world is akin to a badge of honor. A title his caretakers granted him for living through his time without losing out to his scars.
Part I - Head Above The Water
The Jabberwocky of Santa Prisca was the product of the illicit relationship between a prisoner and a guard that led to the young boy being raised among criminals. While the early phases of his life were far from enjoyable he learned a few valuable lessons that he took to heart. In order they were; Never Distrust your Fear.Treasure The Trust Of Others. And Always Aim Beyond The Surface.
These 3 points became the main principles that guided the young man throughout his life. Rarely mentions them aloud to others under the belief that most people wouldn't trust the source of that wisdom. Despite this, he still thinks of the inmates that taught him such as true family nonetheless. Mentors that took the place of both his mother and father, sharing the roles between them.
As for his birth mother, she was released shortly after giving birth to him, and despite the agony, she felt the woman had little choice in the matter of leaving him behind. Entrusting Ambrose to the few she called friends the woman figured he'd be well taken care of. Once the warden found out about the child he was caught between a rock and a hard place deciding to keep Ambrose hidden within the bowels of the prison until someone that mattered came knocking. In exchange for their silence, both the guards and any inmates involved were treated like royalty for a time. Made caring for the boy easier than it normally would have been.
Given that Ambrose had been a special case it took the government some time to pay him any mind, but once they did he was swept up into the politics of the world without warning. Public sentiments dabbled between being completely appalled or greatly inspired by what they heard. Few wished to be involved though. All but the strangest sort that is. A scientist had been the first to come forward with a plea for the adoption of the child. A claim that he was special in ways that surely no one had expected.
Another rose shortly after and they just kept coming until finally, Holo Synépeia took the media by storm with her claims to be his aunt. Her appearance only silenced many of the vultures flocking around him, but they never truly went away. Many just lingered around waiting for the truth to be revealed. Yet Holo despite all odds turned out to be the real deal. Recognized him from the first time she'd laid eyes on that hair, and eye color. They were quite a rare combination after all. She wasn't much different from the others in how she'd bombard him with leading questions and even pretend to trust in the words he spoke.
Ambrose didn't mind it to be honest. Her questions seemed fair when compared to the others, but she was still fishy. Even at his young age, he could readily tell that she wanted something from him. Probably had something to do with his mother since she'd mention her periodically without warning. The entire ordeal was strange, to say the least, and despite his expressing these concerns to the government agents in charge of his case nothing was done. They just sped up the process of him being adopted by her. All was swell up until their first outing together. Should have been a nice, relaxing trip to the beach—his first one at that. But partway through both he, as well as his aunt, were kidnapped by men in Black Suits. Ambrose panicked of course, how else should he have reacted?
Went kicking and screaming but his aunt was surprisingly stoic throughout the entire ordeal. Worrying over her wasn't going to get him anywhere though, so even as they tossed them into a trunk he still struggled in an attempt to escape. Flailed around until that tiny body of his just couldn't anymore. At that point they had already arrived at their destination; Relica Labs.
Part II - Chest Below The Flames[Being Reworked]
As you've probably guessed Holo was the one behind the kidnapping all along. Thought it was the best way for them both to disappear with little trouble rushing back on her end. She managed to take it further by having her house burned down as well as placing body doubles within the remains that would ensure that their deaths were confirmed. At the time he didn't know that this was for the best and even after she explained it truthfully he couldn't wrap his brain around it. With that said, he spent the next 8 years living within the lab, rarely ever going outside of the compound for anything aside from the occasional shopping trip.
Vastly different from before he'd matured quite a bit during his time with that so-called genius aunt of his.
Ambrose made a big deal out of helping them make discoveries so that no one could ever say he hadn't pitched in. Still, he craved more contact than that of know-it-alls and brainiacs. Getting involved with the offshoots of the few gangs that were wreaking havoc nearby helped him find his first real friends. The Threshers were a small gang that barely possessed any members, but they were decent enough. Avoided most forms of trouble apart from straight-up brawling. They all just seemed addicted to the thrill of it, not the territory they gained from winning.
Ambrose mainly only dared to go outside for the sake of meeting these friends he managed to finally make. Or at least just the boy Stefan that was a couple of years older than the rest. A die-hard martial artist with a flair for a dynamic entrance. If not for him warming up to Ambrose in the first place he may have just remained alone all this time. Served him his first loss and despite the rivalry, they retained an obvious friendship. His aunt kept a spotter on her nephew whenever he went out but didn't separate him from the gang because of the first genuine smile he displayed since being adopted.
Eventually, she even removed the spotters to give him a bit more freedom. A mistake on her part as a few pests that were still searching for them crawled out of the shadows ready to pounce. In an attempt to capture Ambrose, and they tried to ambush him while he was accompanying the Threshers who didn't hesitate to defend him. They should've run as they were readily handled with little effort on the part of the assailants. Only Stefan managed to hold his own against them for a bit.
The frustrated organizer unloaded the entire clip of their gun into the youth without a moment's notice, and then it all went dark. Blank pages then covered the sky as if to replace the clouds. Everyone present saw the young Ambrose pick up, and read one of the pages, but no one could quite explain what happened after. All they claim to have seen was a beast rise from the ashes and cut a swath through all that opposed it before vanishing once more. The events that would unfold afterward were lost on Ambrose himself. Nor has he ever been able to recover the memories from that day fully However the loss of Stefan did weigh on his mind. So much so that it drove him to drink, and then gamble all in one fell swoop. Drinking was of course tossed aside but gambling had already claimed a place in his shattered heart.
According to his aunt, the people that were after him were actually looking for a hostage. Someone that could be used to lure his mother out of hiding as members of the Synépeia Family has been known to be lucky in their encounters with the supernatural. And now with those pages raining down all across the world; ordinary citizens, criminals, and even the snobbish elite have gained powers beyond reason. The impossible became possible. Small-time criminals could now rise to the top. Chaos was let loose. Passions flared. And the Jabberwocky Of Santa Prisca set out on his own for the sake of discovering new things about the world. That includes opening his bar the "Blushing Plum", and the investigative office that existed right above it. Hiring broke college students to help him sort out supernatural cases night after night for barely any pay.
【Maw Of The Jabberwocky】
This peculiar power is said to have originated from one of the pages that rained from the sky that day. Later deemed as the "Valdur Script" those that touch them are burdened by a contract with an unknown entity that chains itself to the contractor in exchange for granting them supernatural powers. No one knows its true origins or even its form. But a few have speculated it to be a demonic spirit of some kind. One of many that have always roamed the mortal world. Just unseen until now.
Ambrose has acquired the ability to manifest a phantasmal dragon-like beast he likens to the Jabberwocky from the poem of the same name. From the start, he was able to bring parts of the beast into the material plane using a cigarette as the medium. This particular aspect of his ability is quite draining to his stamina of Ambrose. He has been known to become extremely exhausted after extended use, and sometimes even a bit pale. Strangely enough, he mainly summons the jaws of the creature and has done so enough to have people refer to it as the Maw given that they've never seen any other parts being used and those that had already perished.
[Worldly Possessions]
【Back Alley 】A rather poor quality brand of cigarettes that Ambrose just can't seem to stop smoking. It is hailed for its poor taste but given how he is allergic to most others these seem to show no adverse effects.
【?????】
【Hidden Recorder】Tucked away behind his eye patch is a tiny listening device that is usually always active. It is connected to the servers of a buddy of his, and everything stored within its near-limitless drive backs itself up every couple of hours.
【Rusty Revolver】 A rather old gun that Ambrose dug out of the wreckage of a car crash that happened during one of his cases. It belonged to a client that died due to his own mistakes and contains the grudge of those that died as a result. While the spirits have been consumed by his Breath Of Jabberwocky the hatred still remains. So bullets fired from it are mildly effective against spirits, and other supernatural beings. Though Ambrose is still a poor shot.
魂 | 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐈 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐃 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋
《 𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 》 Ambrose Synépeia
《 𝐀𝐠𝐞 × 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 》 27 × July 11th
《 Species 》 Human[Chroma Infected]
《 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 》Male
《 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 》Pansexual
《 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲/𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 》Lawful Evil
《 𝐇𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 》Tends to Call Women Doves.
《 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 》B Negative
《 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 》 None
《 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 》Santa Prisca
《 𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧(𝐬) 》Fixer forced to be a Paranormal Investigator
《 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 》
《 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 》 Single
《 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 》 Stable
見た目| 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐀 𝐏 𝐏 𝐄 𝐀 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄
《 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 》5'7
《 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 》 156 lbs
《 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 》Slouched
《 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 》Long[Violet Blue/Purple]
《 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 》Blazing Orange
《 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐧 》Chestnut
《 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭 》 He usually just wears his standard crimson jacket and ordinary jeans.
興味 | 𝐈 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐓 𝐒
《 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 》 While not exactly an obsession he does have an unnatural fondness for gambling his life away. Practically throws his ambitions in the trash once he picks up a deck of cards or a couple of dice. If he cared about anyone before they didn't stick around long enough to see him fall to what could only be described as his demons. This is largely kept secret from most folk, but he always tends to slip up when even a tiny bit of comfort seeps his way.
《 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 》 Being revised at the moment.
《 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 》Ambrose doesn't reveal much about his likes to anyone. Apart from the food that is. Despite his heavy diet of ramen he appears to be quite the critic when it comes to actual meals. Always showing a bit of joy when eating something that embodies the flavor of crab or fish fully. If not for his poor living circumstances he may have just eaten one of the two foods all the time if they didn't cost so damn much that is. Beyond food, however, he has been observed visiting maid cafes on occasion. Claims they soothe his soul with their service, but not many folks trust his words. A number of the staff don't even recall him entering or serving him after all. So just what actually happens when he enters a cafe is still unknown.
《 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 》You'd be an idiot to trust everything you hear on the streets, but Ambrose has a great disdain for liars. Anyone that lies for the sake of lying doesn't bother him as much, but those that lie for the purpose of hindering might as well be dead in his eyes. See Ambrose himself doesn't really bother lying unless it is for the sake of something important and rumors of this have spread far and wide. A number of folks try to take advantage of him because of this only to regret it later on. Smoking is another habit of his that he is forced to do. Cigarettes are something required to use his abilities, but he doesn't really like smoking. Says it feels like someone is punching his lungs whenever even a tiny bit of smoke is inhaled. And now he might as well have a small addiction to them.
魂 | Other Wordly Gains
[01/13/2023]Charm Of The Synépeia is a reference to the fact that those born into the family have an innate attraction to all things supernatural in nature. Though Ambrose in particular seems to draw forth phantoms and all manner of spirits the most. He learned of this shortly after leaving his aunt and has been plagued by supernatural beings ever since.
[02/03/2023]The Stuttering Hydra is a Turian military ship that was offered to Ambrose by the pirate captain Sildra Su'Vehlani after she had killed the entire crew for a bet. He himself has yet to find the ship but claims that once he does he'll have the entirety of space in his grasp.
