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Personal Information
Name: Ryo
Age: 30
Personal Journal: nope
Email / AIM / MSN / Plurk: mummifiedsalarian@plurk
Current Character(s): Drift, Knock Out, Blurr
Character Information
Character Name: Jake "Razor" Clawson
Fandom: SWAT Kats: The Radical Squadron

Character History: Once upon a time there was this series that had pretty much no consistent plot line and got canceled before it could explain much of the main character's back stories. Or anybody's back stories. Great starting point here we go. SWAT Kats is about these two fuzzy dudebros that live at a junk yard and build illegal airplanes and explosives and missiles and shit so they can protect Megakat City from some of the most absurd bad guys to ever exist. Ever. The dudebros are named Jake and Chance, AKA Razor and T-Bone whenever they're busy saving the world.

Jake met Chance at some point before the beginning of the series, and at some other point they joined the Enforcers, Megakat City's military police force. Or maybe they met after they joined the Enforcers. Or something. Either way, they were really damn good at it. For the most part, the rest of the Enforcers were pretty much useless (with the exception of one super badass chick in season 2) and more or less just exist for the bad guys to make asses of. While Jake was enlisted, he was a weapon system operator. He and Chance were partners, with the latter serving as the pilot of their standard issue two-seater Enforcer jet. During one job, the two were in pursuit of Dark Kat, a big, spooky looking bad guy with an equally spooky name. The rest of their squad had broken off the chase since Dark Kat was weaving through buildings like a fucking loony and I guess the other pilots sucked too hard to keep up. Chance was able to maintain pursuit, and Jake took out Dark Kat's weapons system before he was able to blow up the Enforcer Headquarters building. Why was Dark Kat trying to blow up police HQ? Because he's evil, don't ask questions.

Jake had locked another missile onto Dark Kat's ship and was about to shoot his ass down, when Commander "send me chopper backup" Feral, the big boss of the Enforcers, showed up in his own jet and ordered Jake and Chance to break off pursuit because apparently HE wanted to shoot Dark Kat down. Chance insisted that Jake already had a lock on the target. After some pointless back and fourth bickering, Feral slammed into Jake and Chance's jet BECAUSE THAT'S SMART, which sent it smashing into the Enforcer building that they'd been trying to protect in the first place. They managed to eject before the impact. Feral ended up letting Dark Kat get away because he's an idiot and got distracted by the bigass explosion that he'd caused.

Despite the fact that it was pretty much entirely Feral's fault that Dark Kat had escaped and the building had been damaged, he held Jake and Chance completely responsible for the situation. Not only did he fire them, but he decided that they had to pay off the damages to the Enforcer building as well, forcing them to work at the city's salvage yard until they paid back the debt (something Feral insisted would take a thousand years). Naturally, they were pissed. Kat laws make no sense.

Once they'd gotten to the salvage yard, Jake took note of the fact that it had a ton of parts from old Enforcer jets and other equipment, and suggested that he and Chance build their own plane and get back in the air. It didn't take much effort to convince Chance that becoming kat batman vigilantes was totally a good idea, AND THUS the SWAT Kats were born. SO, on top of his day job of maintaining the salvage yard and co-running a mechanic garage, Jake designed not only a high tech jet, but various other vehicles and weapons that he and Chance built completely out of scrap parts. They also somehow built an entire underground hangar under the salvage yard to store said vehicles. And nobody noticed. Somehow. From then on they proceeded to kick bad guy ass and piss off the cops, eventually befriending Deputy Mayor Callie Briggs and trusting her to contact them whenever shit went down. They've been teleported through time like three times, sent to another bizarro world dimension where they blew up evil versions of themselves, fought robots, mutants, fuckin' giant mummies. Monster of the week stuff, you know the drill.

Since the series is episodic in nature, there isn't really a linear plot or story line. Most things that happen don't seem to impact the series in the long term, probably because it was canceled after just a couple seasons. The only major things that happened that could have had long term plot effects are the fact that pursuing Dark Kat is what set off Jake and Chance being booted from the Enforcers and inevitably deciding to become vigilantes, and the Metallikats were the only characters to learn the SWAT Kat's secret identity, though beyond the one episode that happened in it was pretty much never brought up again. The only Jake/Razor specific thing that comes to mind that could have had long term development is the fact that he's easy to rattle when it comes to accidentally hurting civilians, but again, it was something that seemed to be resolved within the episode it happened in. Everything else usually involved flying, blowing something up, saving the cops while simultaneously making them look like chumps, and working with the deputy mayor. Also towing cars and fixing them. That happens a couple times.


Character Personality: Jake tends to come off as pretty calm and laid back, just a regular dude that likes goofing off with his buddy and watching late night talk shows. Between himself and Chance, he comes across as the more mature one in terms of interests and demeanor. He often chastises Chance for laughing like a raucous asshole whenever he's watching his dumbass 80 hour cartoon marathons, and he's been known to take care of plants around the garage in order to keep the place from smelling like sour milk. He's got the nerdy inventor thing going for him as well, preferring to spend his time tinkering with his random gadgets and shit, but he's been known to drag Chance out to cheesy monster movies from time to time. He's also a little on the oblivious side when it comes to people doing the flirt at him, because he is a dork and this is a nerd trope I guess.

In contrast to his mild mannered secret identity, as Razor the badass SWAT Kat he's openly sarcastic and quick-witted, confident to the point of being cocky, and he's certainly not above being a dick to the Enforcer's Commander Feral if an opportunity for it rises. He's a genius, a springy little martial artist, and a damn good shot, and he knows it. Unfortunately, this also means that he doesn't always know when to retreat, and has had to be carried off to safety by T-Bone on more than one occasion. In the TurboKat it's a different story. He generally tends to prefer erring on the side of caution whenever something goes wrong in the air, but T-Bone tends to blow him off and just do whatever the hell he wants anyway.

As confident as he usually is, that's not to say he isn't immune to being shaken up. Between himself and his partner, he's easily the more emotionally vulnerable member of the team. There was one instance where a pair of missiles he'd fired ended up hitting an abandoned building and fucking EXPLODING (despite said missiles being non-explosive), seeming to have injured an elderly couple. The resulting guilt killed Jake's confidence and he considered giving up on the whole vigilante thing all together. Upon visiting the old folks in the hospital, he learned that they were just hired goons working for Dark Kat (the doctors were apparently incompetent because these dudes weren't injured at all but they still had on casts and neck braces?????? whatever cartoon logic) and the entire exploding building thing had been a set up specifically to fuck with Razor and I don't know it's a cartoon don't ask how it works. In the end Jake pulled himself out of that depression funk pretty quickly, but hey. THE POINT IS he doesn't handle guilt well.

In combat, he prefers to employ non-lethal methods in order to take down a target. Most of the weird shit and weapons he invents for the team revolve around capturing or disarming targets rather than destroying them. That doesn't mean he won't hesitate to put a dangerous enemy down if it means protecting innocent lives, and especially if it means protecting his partner or their bff Callie Briggs. The Turbokat is equipped with "plain old missiles" for just such an occasion.

Powers and Abilities: Jake is a professional auto mechanic, and can fix any busted ass vehicle you send his way. He also happens to be a mechanical genius and designed every piece of hardware the SWAT Kats use in combat, from glove mounted guns to like, bikes and jet skis, and the team's two-seater jet, the Turbokat, which he and his partner built completely out of scrap parts. Thanks to his time as an Enforcer, his aim is nearly unmatched both inside and outside of the cockpit. Speaking of COCKpits, he's also a decent pilot, though his flying skills aren't on par with his partner's.

Physically, what he lacks in size and strength he makes up for in speed and agility. Thanks to his totally radical martial arts training , he's able to drop enemies twice his size. Also he cheats. He's totally not above cheating to get the upper hand. He's tiny give him a break.

Samples

Network: [Well hey there, this is a text message, but attached to it is a photo of one of the weird art pieces that the big metal giant built in the junk yard. And by art I mean it looks more like a stack of scrap that's been wielded together to look like an even bigger piece of scrap.]

So, I've been trying to start up a little project, and I've found that the junk yard is an... I'll say okayish place to gather resources. It's not the best scrap I've ever seen, but I can work with it. Anyway, I was wondering if this thing was here for a reason? It's got some pretty good stuff stuck to it, but I don't want to step on any toes just in case someone put it here deliberately. Thanks in advance!

Third Person:

This wasn't the first time Jake had been sent to some kind of... weirdish sort of alternate universe, and knowing his luck, it wouldn't be the last. In fact, he was pretty sure of it. As far as wacky alternate universes and timelines went, this one wasn't actually all that bad. At the very least, it was kind of nice that he wasn't being shot at or blown up. No crazy time vortexes, no robot gangsters, not a single little pink goblin thing or mutant frog in sight. Sure, it wasn't Megakat City, and the whole not being at home thing might start to get to him eventually, but at the very least he was pretty relieved that he didn't have to be on guard all the time. When he really stopped to think about it, this really wasn't the worst place Jake had ever been. It was even kind of cool, in a cheap sci-fi movie sort of way.

The novelty of Nautilus did kind of start to wear off pretty quickly, though, but at least there was a place that was at least a little familiar feeling around here. He had a feeling that he was going to be spending a lot of time rummaging through stuff at the junk yard just to distract himself from worrying about what sort of things could have been going on back home without him. That is, assuming things were even going to be going on at all. He still wasn't quite sure about how all that worked, but then again there were a lot of things about Nautilus that he didn't really understand yet.

Either way, fretting about it wouldn't fix anything, and he could already tell that fretting was something he was going to be doing a lot of if he didn't find some way to keep himself occupied. He'd made his way to the junk yard and scoped out the biggest pile of scrap he could find, and immediately set to work digging through it. He wasn't even sure what he felt like building yet, but some of his best ideas came to him while he was just sifting through junk to see what he had to work with. Sure the whole Bending thing sounded convenient, but no amount of mystical mumbo jumbo could beat a little good, old fashioned elbow grease when it came to tinkering.