Full Name: Jameson Thompson

Nickname: James; JJ

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Godly Parent: Vulcan

Mortal Parent: Michael Thompson (Deceased)

Appearance: Coy Stewart

Years at Camp: 3

Camp: Camp Jupiter

Personality: James can be considered somewhat of a nerd, he has studied just about anything imaginable from a young age, has won countless of spelling bees, and his room is filled with figurines of different anime and games. Though unlike the stereotypical nerd, he does enjoy being athletic; in fact, he works-out about every day. He is socially awkward when it comes to conversing with anyone that is not in his Discord server, but once he opens up, he can be quite easygoing. He does have a habit over getting easily jealous, especially when it comes to someone he considers a friend, but that is only because he worries that they will replace him.

Weapons: A war hammer

Strengths:

+Playful

+Excellent craftsmen

+Caring

+Loyal

+Imaginative

+Slight control over his powers

+Building

+Playing pranks

Weaknesses:

-Childish

-Reckless

-His family

-Hurting his friends

-Defenseless people

-Animals

Powers:

Fire Manipulation- He can create, shape, and manipulate fire, and depending on the substances alight, the color of the flame and the fire's intensity will be different.

Mechanical Intuition- He can intuitively understand the operation of any mechanical device and effortlessly create a schematic in his mind.

Enhanced Crafting- He can flawlessly craft any item to sheer perfection. He can forge the strongest weapons, the toughest armors, the greatest structures, or the most powerful artifacts without flaw. In some cases, he can create with nothing but the leftover materials around him and in no time at all.

Backstory: Jameson had what what most would considered as a rather quiet life, living with his aunt. He never really knew much about his birth parents, his aunt's brother, growing up. The most that she would tell him was that he was good man and whatever happened to them, was the a car crash one night, the same accident that took his leg. He, of course, never believed that what she said was the full story but he slowly learned to drop the question once he got older, becoming increasingly aware of the far off gaze in her eyes. His aunt was the protective-sort of parental figure in his life, especially during his teen years. Setting curfew no later then eight pm, denying him to hangout with friends, or no games of any sort. Due to this, Jameson took to hanging out in the garage, where he claimed it as his "workshop". Spending hours out there, he created many things. Some inventions that were so plain ridiculous that they just won't work, and others that were too dangerous for him to actually use without being reprimanded. He actually built his own set of prosthetics for himself, declaring that his previous one just wasn't up to par anymore.

Other: He may randomly catch on fire at times since he cannot control his power very well.