Mad Jack

Real Name: Jack O’ Leary
Villain Name: Terror
Title: Mr. Nightmare
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Age:26
Gender:Male
Race:Human/Arcadian Demon Fusion
Hair:N/A
Eyes:Glowing yellow
Height:5'10"
Weight: 154lbs
Blood type:B-






Jack has developed a personality that reflects his upbringing. He has no empathy for anyone around him, and is always up for dealing some er... Justice. Jack believes all humans are evil on some level, so he sees ending them as his duty.

Jack also dislikes authority figures in his life, and will usually try to rebel in small ways.

Jack is a jokester, a sadist, a monster, and a masochist.

However, even a monster has limits. Jack loves animals, and refuses to harm even one hair, scale, or feather on an animal bigger than a large hummingbird. It's not really known why this is, he just seems to have a soft spot for animals. In fact, Jack is a vegan and is more than happy to kick the living hell out of anyone who dares hurt a puppy.




Jack was born in Whitechapel, London, England. However, he was put up for adoption at a local orphanage where he was generally mistreated by his fellows. Whenever a parent would try to see young Jack; another one of the children would make Jack seem unsuitable through mischief or just plain not allowing him to show up. Jack well and truly hated the orphanage. Especially the name the children just loved to call him. Red. Jacks flaming red hair was always a target for the dimwitted fellows.

On some level, Jack felt bad when he killed the orphanages owner in a fit of rage. But, simultaneously; it felt so good shoving the knife into the old bittys chest. As he covered the body with dirt, he allowed himself to feel some form of comfort. After all, she deserved it. They all deserved it.

Jack was happier now, at his 11th year. After killing the orphanages owner; he seemed rather upbeat in fact. He would sit alone at his table and giggle to himself. The other kids would call him “Mad”. Well, at least until they went missing. As the police investigated the orphanage for any hints of foul play; Jack laid off a bit. He would need to figure out how to possibly take the heat off himself. Thus, he placed a note into the housekeepers cart when everyone was playing outside. The note had explained how the murderer would meet the housekeeper in the garden at midnight if she wanted to know who was behind all this. The housekeeper was notorious for saying that if she ever discovered who was behind the killings; she would handle it herself.

Jack waited for the housekeeper to walk outside before placing the forged confession in her closet. He then walked outside, and waited for her to see him. She held a knife very similar to the one Jack had used. Good. No need to plant more evidence then.

He looked for any police officers; nothing. The housekeeper would also have difficulty hiding a wire, seeing as she was currently in a rather short Nightshirt. However, he activated the EMP he had stolen off the body of one of the few metahuman kids in the orphanage. Apparently the freak had intuitive aptitude. Any bugs in the area were shut off. Now that he felt safe; he could confess.

“Hello, Ms. Crabapple. Expecting someone?”

“Go back to bed, Jack. It's late.”

“I'm afraid, Ms. Crabapple; I am the one you’re looking for.”

The woman turned to Jack, hand raised as though she was going to strike him for his insolence; before lowering it as she saw the cold look in his eyes.

“It is you, isn’t it? You killed all those people…”

Jack could only nod. He saw the woman reaching for him, going in for the trap. “It’s time to take care of you, monster!” She said before lifting the pre-pubescent boy into the air and shoving him against the wall, she raised her knife and Jack screamed for help. The cops caught it and they raised their batons before running up to Crabapple.

“Put the boy down, ma’am!”

“You don’t understand, he’s a murderer!”

“Well from where I’m standing; you’re the one about to commit murder lady. So get on the fucking ground before I lay into you.”

The woman seemed as if she was going to comply, but instead she shoved a knife into Jack’s hand. The cops then beat her to death in front of him. Jack could only watch as the woman yelled for his help. Jack could only watch… and smile…

11 years after his original killing spree; Jack could feel the bloodlust boiling in his veins. He wanted it badly. But he didn’t know how to go about it in a way that made sense to him. However, that changed when he met someone who claimed to be a mage that gained his power from a magical land called Arcadia. Apparently the mage saw potential in young Jack, and taught him how to summon his patron. The goddess Madeline. Jack attempted to prove his worth, so he may become a champion of Arcadia like the mage had told him about. However, try as he might; he simply couldn't impress the goddess. However, surprisingly; the goddess took pity on Jack. She gave him the ability to summon demons, demons that would do his work for him. It seemed like the perfect solution.

And, for the most part it was. Until he botched a summoning.

He was afraid that something like this would happen. The mystics were getting close to him, so he would need to summon a guardian. But as the door was busted apart by a spell; Jack panicked and stepped into the middle of his summoning circle. A fatal mistake for most, but Jack somehow survived. The demon and Jack fused, the magicians stared in horror as Jack cackled and burned them to ash without much issue. He then flew through his roof and collapsed the house on them. He would need to find a new hiding place… Perhaps America would be more… welcoming…



1. Agility
2. Endurance
3. Reaction
4. Strength




“Time to burn, little man!” - Jack - both due to training and his bondage with his demonic counterpart - is capable of casting spells associated with pyromancy.

“Ooh, I might have a bit of… Heartburn!” - Jack uses a  spell to breathe fire, these flames are capable of turning  steel Red hot in a matter of seconds.

 “Nothing like the classics!” - Jack calls upon the arcane forces of fire in order to create a fireball which does burning and explosive damage. The damage is similar to that of a grenade - for your average human with no body armor whatsoever.

“Hm, you know. You aren’t looking so hot. Let me help you!” - Jack creates a magical circle in the air which allows him to conjure flames with a similar effect to that of a flamethrower

“I can smell it… You’re afraid of me? You should be!”(NPC/Permission based) - Jack and his demon counterpart have developed a sixth sense to what a person is afraid of. They can use this information to shape a perfect nightmare using…

“Looks like you need a little dose of nightmare fuel!” - Jack can spew a gas that forces a person to see their very worst fear. This gas spreads quickly, but tends to dissipate within around a half an hour.

“Look at me, I’m Mary Poppins!” - Jack can levitate and fly at speeds of around 80 MPH.

“I'm the man of your dreams, Red!”(NPC/Permission based) - Jack is capable of entering people's dreams; and utilizing his abilities within the mind. While this might seem harmless; somehow Jack can actually hurt you while in your dream.

“Can’t touch this!” - Jack is capable of turning completely intangible, similarly to that of a ghost.

“Heh. Not a scratch.” - Jack can heal at an accelerated rate. Losing an arm being a minor injury, and healing within a couple hours.

“I can even reach the top shelf now!” - Jack can stretch his limbs and other body parts to wrap people up, grab things from long distances away, and other uses of elasticity.



“Ugh, I hate riddles.” - Due to this demonic presence inside of him; Jack can be defeated simply by stumping him in a riddle. No cheating however, as Jack isn’t very fond of cheaters. Anyone who comes up with a riddle, but refuses to give the proper cRedit should he actually solve it; is going to be fought until there is defeat.

“Water bad! Water bad!” - The demonic presence inside of Jack cannot go over running water while flying. If he accidentally flies over water; the flight will deactivate until such a time as he manages to cross the water.

“You know, I was never fond of sage.” - Oregano masks the smell of fear on most people; causing his tracking to go off.

“Of course, apathy.” - Some people are simply either fearless, or just can’t feel any emotion at all. His fear gas can’t exactly affect someone who simply can’t feel fear.

“I really, really hate iron.” - Jack cannot phase through pure cold iron.

“Huh, well. That hurt.” - While Jack can certainly harm you while in the dreamscape, this does not mean that Jack is completely invulnerable in the dream realm. You can hurt Jack just as much as he can hurt you.

“C’mon, Red! I'm freezing here!” - Jacks regeneration is slowed in the cold. At temperatures of 10 - 32 degrees Fahrenheit; Jack barely heals anything more major than a lost finger.

“What a shock to the system!” - When Jack is exposed to a shock of electricity - of equal or lesser power than that of your average taser - his limbs and body parts lose all - or at least most - cohesion, turning them to something like skin putty.




Arcadium Scythe - Jack wields an Arcadium scythe. The gold and white weapon is enchanted to fold the blade in, allowing it to look like a walking stick or staff. When Jack puts his mana into the blade; it becomes extremely strong. In addition to strengthening the weapon, Jack can cast his spells through it. Lighting the blade with mystic flames.Another key enchantment: The ability to be called back to its owner if disarmed.
Weakness: Jack cannot call his blade if it's surrounded by, or in direct proximity of water.
Weakness: Jack can’t direct his mana into the blade if it is submerged in any liquid.