'General'
Full Name: Kaden Paine
Nicknames: "Grumpy Cat"
Alias: Jawbreaker
Titles: "The Mean One"
Age: 23
Species: Metahuman
Hometown: Gatlinburg, Tennessee, though he's moved to D.C.
Accent: Standard American, though he's heavily code switching and actually has a southern accent

'Powers/Abilities'
Superpowers: Candy Manipulation: He can shape, mold, control, and distort candy. He can force it to his hand (like taking candy from a baby, not that he'd do that. Too much crying involved), and shoot it at people (sometimes in their mouth in an attempt to choke them).

Applied telekinesis: he can attach candy to things to move them. This depends on weight, and he wouldn't be able to manipulate anything else if he had to use the candy to move a person this way.

Candy Mimicking: As he manipulates candy, he can take on aspects of it. This starts with hardening or softening his skin, eventually leading to numbness and rendering parts of him immobile or slowing him down. For instance, he can be pulled apart with taffy mimicry. Someone could remove his finger and stick it back on and after a while it'll conform back to normal- or he could lose a finger if they are sadistic enough to take it. As for hard candy, someone could punch his arm and it could crack. Marshmallow would make him melt easily, and jawbreakers would make him a pain to punch.

Super-Weaknesses to those Powers: [Think how far, how fast, how much, how long, and other hows that affect the way you rp them] Both have the same weaknesses. People can eat candy. It is easily melted. If frozen and hit, it will shatter. Superstrength can obviously shatter it if it's hard candy, and most others are easily ripped. Electricity can run through some candies. He cannot control more than three types of candy at once (usually Jawbreakers, Rock Candy, and his whip). He can only control them as fast as he can pitch (65 mph). As for how much candy? The maximum is triple his weight, so roughly 400 pounds, or 181 kilograms, but who carries that much candy? He's really limited by how much he can keep on hand.

Candy mimicry: this is a good power in short spurts, but isn't effective long term. Or around fire. He has to wait for his skin to revert before he can rotate out the three types of candy. So, if he manipulated rock candy, chocolate, and peppermint, he'd have to wait for himself to revert from a rock candy state before he could manipulate a jawbreaker.

Non-Super Abilities: He's handy with a crossbow and has a strong kick. He does kickboxing as an outlet.
Non-Super Weaknesses to those Abilities: Crossbows are more difficult to reload than bows. He's not a professional either but he's decent. The crossbow isn't his claim to fame. Kickboxing is just a hobby. It's nothing too extravagant.

Weapons/Tools/Misc Equipment:
He has a crossbow that can shoot both regular and Rock Candy bolts.
He has a crossbow quiver on his belt, and an additional normal quiver on his back, which his crossbow attaches to. That quiver carries most of his hard candy, but there are other, smaller, pouches along his belt and pants and on his upper arm. Those carry softer candies like taffy or gum.
He has flattened jawbreakers making up a layer on the gauntlets on his suit, as well as a candy cane jawline over his mask, and a layer over his knee pads.
He also has a whip with a red jawbreaker on the end, which makes up his name.

Overall Skill in Combat: I wouldn't say he's bad, but he doesn't care about killing people either. He doesn't linger on it, and will do anything to get the job done.

'Alignment'
Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil
Polar Alignment: Hero
Rank: Antihero
Affiliation: Nightwatch
Current Relationships: none
Loyalties: Despite his attitude, he cares about his coworkers and family, even if they are idiots

'Appearance'
Hair Color: Strawberry Blond
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5' 4"
Body Type: a string bean
Typical Civilian Outfit: see below
Alias' Costume: a red and black matte suit with red gloves and candy physically implemented into the suit.
Tattoos/Scars/Birthmarks/Etc: he has a birthmark on his neck that looks like a generic piece of candy in a wrapper. It's covered up by the polos he wears because of comments he used to get
Extra:

'Details'
Mental Health: he has a slight superiority complex, but it mainly just reduces him to facepalming when people make a bad decision
Wealth: haha no
Occupation (if applicable): a cashier at a candy shop
Religion/Belief System: Atheist
Thoughts on Metahumans: "I mean, they're all still idiots, that part didn't evolve, so nothing's really that different. Okay, okay, I know laser eyes are different, but they're still the same mentally."
Anything you'd like to add:
Motive: To "stop people from being idiots and ruining civilization" with helping people on the side.
He can't stand it when people make puns about his powers. He's defensive and won't stand for being falsely accused. Pessimism is his life.
He has so many walls up that very few people would ever reach the point of him softening or opening up.  He'd literally have to be injured to the point of exhaustion to stop complaining or snapping at people. There is an exception with kids, victims, and the elderly, which he claims is a front so he can move on with the job faster.
Kaden works at a candy shop to get candy for cheaper. Like someone working at a fast food place for too long, he can't stand to eat the food. He hates candy, except for dark chocolate. Because of this, he avoids controlling dark chocolate because it's the one thing he can stand. The smell of caramel makes him nauseous. He cleans bubblegum off of sidewalks because he hates stepping in it. It makes him do a disgusted shudder, even if it's been there for ages.

Are you public about your identity: Absolutely not.
Backstory: Kaden grew up in Gatlinburg and learned early that hiding his accent got him farther ahead. He liked being called professional, even as a four year old. As he grew, he realized that being "professional" meant that people would like him, and ask him to do things to make the school look good. He met Dolly Parton for winning a regional spelling bee. The change was gradual in his classmates, but eventually, jealousy took hold in them, and he changed to snap back. He went from the golden boy to the rude one, and he could care less. Just because he was rude didn't mean he couldn't get things done.

Then his powers appeared. He dropped his papers, reached to the floor to get them...and hit his head on gum under a desk. He ran to the bathroom and panicked because he had work after school and a test next period. Kaden clenched his hand into an angry fist- and the gum flew to the ceiling.

He laughed, because what else could he do.

Kaden hated candy.

It was Valentine's Day when the next incident occurred. Someone wanted a special chocolate from the very top of the display. It fell. Kaden reached out, because he did not want to stack them all up again. And it stayed in place. The person had their hands covering their face, and he was able to put it back together before they could open their eyes.

Maybe controlling candy wouldn't be that bad after all.

They had a crossbow behind the counter at the candy store. Why? No one thought ten wild hogs would go into Gatlinburg and destroy the store, but the shop owner was not taking the chance. Regardless of age, every employee learned how to use it. Kaden never thought of himself as a hot shot, but when his coworker found out he could control candy, he tried making bolts out of anything at his request. He complained about it, of course, but he especially wouldn't admit he liked the way his smile lit up his eyes.

No, he didn't have a soft spot for him. A crush? No. Nope. He couldn't deal with that.

He tried to push down those feelings, tried not to show that he cared, but then again, it didn't really matter when his crush asked for help.

That's how he found himself as the unwitting getaway driver for a robbery at the Sevierville Tennessee Bank. He whipped around forest roads, past rocky cliffs and through tunnels. Kaden didn't ask for an explanation. He drove them to the candy store.

He was in love with a criminal.

Kaden aimed the crossbow at his heart, and called the police. His former crush lunged, and pop! He took a jawbreaker to the chin, and fell. The police arrived, and Kaden was out of that town a month later. He quickly and quietly realized he couldn't stand people telling him he did the right thing. Everyone knew his name there. He had the reputation as the stone cold man who turned on his friend, someone who would never keep your secrets. That was fine.

Now he knew he wouldn't hesitate to kill a criminal if they posed a threat.

Becoming a sidekick wasn't his idea. He needed something to pay the bills, and his story caught up with him. When they asked if he had powers, he couldn't lie about the jawbreaker incident.

And that's how he became Jawbreaker.