[Champion Concept] Jango, the Bounty Hunter (Revisited)
-Jango, the Bounty Hunter- (Even though Miss Fortune is also a Bounty Hunter, she mostly hunts corrupt pirates in Bilgwater. Jango hunts anyone and anything.)
-Aesthetics-
Jango is a man in his late thirties, wearing Cowboy styled clothing. Mid length brown hair, with neatly trimmed bread. Wields two six-shooter pistols and a Winchester repeater styled rifle.
-Skins- Headhunter Jango Police Chief Jango Make My Day Jango
-Lore- -Bounty Hunter-
Short Version
Jango, family dead, farmstead forgotten, a man with nothing to lose. The only survivor in a gruesome attack after his father denied "protection" from a corrupt official, Jango set out for revenge. After 20 years of searching and becoming a famous Bounty Hunter, he located his first clue to the whereabouts of the man who ordered the hit and is now on the hunt for a Demecian Noble: Count Tresly.
Long Version
The sun breaks over the horizon in the East as rays of sunshine filled the area with it's honey warm glow. Jango tilted his hat forward to shade his eyes from said sun. Walking down a dirt path between his homestead and Piltover, the air around him was filled with depression, as he took one last look behind him the events that unfolded over night still fresh in his mind.
-4 Hours Ago-
Shots rang out into the night bringing Jango out of his deep sleep, sitting straight up. A bullet hit his pillow just moments after, but he wasn't worried about that as more bullet holes filled his bedroom wall. Rolling over to the floor just seconds before a barrage of bullets hitting his bed and the wall behind him. Thoughts begin to race in his mind as to way this was happening and just as he reached the end of it the firing stopped. Jango slowly stood up, bracing himself for more gun fire, but when none came he very quietly moved to his dresser. Slowly moving the top drawer open he pulled out his Hextech 6-shooter, given to him for his eighteenth birthday, he made his way to the door. Easing it open he began to hear faint voices in the distance, one a stranger, the other? His father.
"You should've taken the offer the boss offered ya Jeb, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting in a pool of your own blood!" exclaimed the man. "Heh, maybe, but you should've stayed home, seeing as all your friends are dead," Jeb spat.
Jango edged forward toward the nearest window making sure not hit any of the squeaky floorboards. Once there, he glanced outside. What he saw made his heart skip a beat and his blood ice over. The scene before him was a massacre as bodies laid scattered across the front yard, his eyes traveled to were his father sat. Several bullet holes riddled his legs and stomach, how he wasn't dead yet was a miracle, next to him stood a man hunched over trying to staunch the bleeding in his side from a bullet. His other hand held a elegant pistol, probably Demeican or Ilonian, the barrel pointed at Jeb's forehead.
"I still came out the victor Jeb. Your wife's dead and so is your ranch hands, now tell me where your son is!" he demanded. "I ain't tell you a single goddamn thing!" Jeb retorted. "So be it," the man said.
Jango felt rather than saw the man start to squeeze the trigger.
"NO!" screamed Jango.
Jango aimed his pistol at the man, knocked back the hammer, and fired. The bullet traveled through the glass window, shattering it, as it soared toward the man. The hit man looked towards Jango, his cry grabbing his attention, when he did the bullet smashed through his clenched teeth, piercing the back of throat before hitting the ground behind him. There was a sick gurgle as the man's head was snapped backward from the force, were he tilted back on his heels for what seemed like forever, until his body realized that gravity existed and he fell on his back with a dull thud, small amounts of dirt kicked up from the impact. The man tried to talk, but only blood filled his words as the life drained from his eye's. Awed by his first killing of a man, Jango had to snap himself out of it, realizing his father was hurt, he ran towards him. Sliding to his side, he gingerly put a hand behind his head and lifted it.
"Dad! Are you okay? Who are these men? What does he mean mom being dead? What's goin-" "Enough son," Jeb interupted, "Do you remember the man who came by a few days ago asking if we wanted our ranch protected?" "Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?" Jango asked. "It seems his boss wasn't too happy about losing potential profit and ordered a hit on the farm. What you see before you is what transpired," he said his voice sounding tired. "We got to get you to a hospital!" Jango exclaimed. "Won't do me no good, I'm pretty banged and nearest doctor is in Piltover. I won't make," Jeb stated, ending that thought. "Come on! You can't give up now! You can't leave me alone in this world!" Jango shouted, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry, Jango, but me and your ma, we ain't going to be here for ya. What happened today couldn't be avoided," Jeb stated. "Dad, please, stop saying things like that," Jango cried. "Jango, the best thing you can do for me is take my rifle and my revolver and avenge this family!" Jeb firmly stated.
Jeb took one last breath of fresh air, smiling as he did so letting the sweet release of death take him. The sound of a wolf was heard in the distance, as Jango brought his father closer to him. Throwing his head back he screamed into the night.
Looking forward towards Piltover he clenched his hands into fist, the leather gloves cracking from the strain. He was going to find the man that hired the men to kill his family. They were going to pay every single last one of them.
-20 years later- -Piltover-
Jango kicked the door down, knocking it off its frame, sending splinter flying everywhere. Lifting his guns up he fired five precise shots into the skulls of some very surprised men. They crumbled to the floor as Jango searched the room for any other goons, but none showed up. In the room sat a very large desk, big enough for someone to hid underneath just case a crazed lunatic with guns came in shooting.
"Look, Skeeves, I know your hiding, get out from the damn desk and face me like a man!" Jango demanded
Skeeves peaked out from under the desk, seeing who it was he made an audible screech as he stood up, his hands up.
"L-l-l-look, J-j-jango, I don't know how you found me, b-b-but can't we talk this o-o-over?" he stammered.
Jango holstered his pistols.
"Sure we can, relax, let's talk," stated Jango.
Skeeves seemed to calm down a bit, that was until Jango unshouldered his repeating rifle and aimed it at him.
"I let my guns do the talking, Skeeves, you should know that," Jango spat, "Any last words?"
Skeeves looked around for any potential weapons, but anything useful was too far away and if he reached for them he was surely dead.
"Wait! Don't shoot! I didn't call for the hit on your family!" Skeeves yelled.
Jango still held tight to his rifle, but his interest was peaked.
"Go on," he merely stated. "I was just following orders from the boss! I had nothing against your father, I swear. In fact I'll tell ya where he's located. He lives in the Upper Division of Demecia, he's one of those fancy royal types, he goes by Count Tresly!" Skeeves explained. "Anything else?" Jango questioned. Skeeves shook his head. "No that's all I know, just please don't kill me!" he begged.
Jango reached in his pocket, feeling around a bit until he found his target. Pulling his hand out he brandished a bullet, there was markings on it that Skeeves couldn't make out. Until he eye's got used to the distance, on the bullet, etched there by a knife was his name: Skeeves.
"You see, Skeeves, there's a bounty on your head and the price doesn't change if I bring you back alive," Skeeves expression turned to horror, "or dead."
Chambering the bullet, giving it one good cock, he aimed the rifle at Skeeves.
"Sorry buddy. Man's gotta eat."
Wanted dead or alive? Dead it is. - Jango
-Gameplay- Primary Role: Marksman
Health: 500 (+80) [1940]
Health Regen: 7.5 (.40) [14.7]
Mana: N/A 323 (50) [1223]
Mana Regen: N/A 8.0 (.15) [21.6]
Range: 500
Attack Damage: 55 (+2.9) [107.2]
Attack Speed: 0.8 (+2.0%) [1.16]
Armor: 20 (+3.5) [83]
Magic Resistance: 20 (+3.5) [83]
Movement Speed: 340
Passive: Wanted Dead or Alive Once every 2.5 minutes Jango's allied team members vote to see which member from the opposing team gains a bounty on their head.(If it's a tie one is randomly chosen from the tie) Once selected Jango receives a notice on which champion was selected, the selected champion is also aware there is a bounty placed on them. The bounty will stay on them until a new champion is selected or if they are slain. Enemy champions cannot be selected twice in a row.
For each bounty killed Jango gains these bonuses:
1 Bounty Claimed: 200 Bonus Gold 2 Bounties Claimed: 400 Bonus Gold 3 Bounties Claimed: 650 Bonus Gold 4 Bounties Claimed: 850 Bonus Gold 5 Bounties Claimed: 1000 Bonus Gold 6+ Bounties Claimed: 750 Bonus Gold
Blood Money: When ever Jango collects gold from any bounty he gains an equal amount of Gold and Nuggets, in which the latter can be used to upgrade Martha.
Q: Trick Shot || Range: 275 || 60/ 70/ 80/ 90/ 100 || Cooldown: 14/12/10/8/6
Active: Jango’s next basic attack bounces between 4 targets dealing 10% less damage after hitting each enemy. (Champions prioritized) Physical Damage: 25/65/100/150/210 (+50/ 80/ 110/ 140/ 170% AD)
Headshot || Range: 325 || No Cost || Cooldown: 14/ 13/ 12/ 11/ 10
Active: Jango’s next basic attack is a headshot and deals 5% true damage. This has a 35% to pierce the target and deal damage to the first enemy hit. Physical Damage: 60/95/190/235/270 (+160/ 170/ 180/ 190/ 200% AD) Piercing Damage: 50% of Headshot's Physical Damage
W: Hextech Grenade || Range: 500/ 200 || 30/ 40/ 50/ 60/ 70 || Cooldown: 20/18/16/14/12
Active: Jango throws a Hextech Grenade to target area which explodes on contact(ground or minion/monster or Champion) in a small AoE circle slowing enemies for 60% for 2/3/4/5/6 seconds which degrades over time. Physical Damage: 20/ 60/ 108/ 176/210 (+40/ 50/ 60/ 70/ 80% AD) Magic Damage: 10/ 30/ 50/ 70/ 90 (+30/ 40/ 50/ 60/ 70% AP)
Explosive Shot || Range: 500 || No Cost || Cooldown: 14/13/12/11/10
Active: Jango fires an explosive shot that deals damage to the first enemy hit stunning them for .5 secs. Physical Damage: 35/ 70/ 140/ 200/ 245 (+30/ 50/ 70/ 90/ 110% AD)
E: Dual Shot || Range: 725 || 35/ 40/ 45/ 50/ 55 || Cooldown: 15/13/11/9/7
Active: Jango fires both pistols in a straight line dealing damage to the first enemy hit. Physical Damage: 30/60/104/185/215 (+50/ 70/ 90/ 110/ 130% AD)
Quickshot || Range: 550 || No Cost || Cooldown: 14/13/12/11/10
Active: Jango fires from the hip in a cone in a random direction dealing damage to first person hit. Physical Damage: 50/ 90/ 130/ 185/ 250 (+120/ 130/ 140/ 150/ 160% AD)
R: No Mercy || Range: 0 || No Cost || Cooldown: 120/100/80
Jango holster’s his pistol’s switching to his repeating rifle and now has access to a new set of skills, gains +150 bonus to his maximum range, gains 5% attack speed, and 10% Bonus Attack Damage. This only last for for 10/15/20 seconds before Jango switches back to pistols
Jango can also upgrade Martha in the store by unlocking them using the gold earned from collecting bounties. 100 gold: Barrel Upgrade: Martha gets a new barrel, Jango gains 10% Attack Damage 200 gold: Sturdy Stock - Less recoil means faster shots, Jango gains 5% attack speed. (Only with Martha) 500 gold: Sniper Scope - Jango adds a scope to Martha gaining +50 range. 1000 gold: Silencer- Jango's position is not revealed in the bush while using Basic Attacks or Basic Abilities. 2500 gold: Full Metal Jacket - Armor piercing rounds that deal 15% True Damage.
-Quotes- -Champion Select- Sound of Jango spitting with an audible dinging sound "Howdy pardner"
-Attacking- Nothing personal, just business. I’ll try not to hit any vital organs. I’ll aim for the knee caps. Looks like you brought a knife to a gun fight.
-Movement- Time to hit the dusty trail. Sometimes I ask myself, do I feel lucky? Even I walk the lonely road sometimes. Wish I had horse.
-Headshot- Right between the eyes. That’s gotta hurt.
-No Mercy- Hello Martha, been itchin’ to see some action? Bout time I get to use ya.
-Taunt- Gotta ask yourself one question, did I fire 5 shots or 6? This field ain’t big enough for the two of us.
-Joke- Sorry pardner I’m not the type to tell wise cracks.
-Animation- Movement: Jango walks normally carrying both pistols.
Basic Attacks: Normal: Jango alternates firing his pistols Critical: Fires both pistols
Dance Doesn’t dance instead says “I got two left feet pardner, not much of a dancer.
Edit: I read some of the comments and seeing that I just basically copy and pasted other people's passive with a few minor tweaks, I went back to the drawing board. I gave Jango's ult feel more like an ult and his passive feel more like someone with the title of Bounty Hunter should have.
Edit 2: Thanks to Echoing for pointing our that ratios were lack luster, even for a ADC, and pointing out that Jango really didn't have any CC or a good means to escape from enemies. So I removed his old W and added, hopefully, a better one that tries to fit the theme and add some CC.
