Cs
Name: Scarlet "Copperhead" Reign
Gender: Female
Age: 32
Appearance:


Personality: Scarlet is very sarcastic, and very pragmatic. She always sees the worst in people and sees them as vile monsters. This is perhaps of course to her experience with people after she awakened. Although she views most as evil, she herself is lawful and will not inherently attack without evidence the people she meets is slime. This is due to morals and a sense of honor she developed whilst young. She does hates being lied to and can normally tell when someone is.

Bio:
Born in a small town in North Carolina, Scarlet grew up fairly normal, except for the fact that she didn't have many real friends. She made quite a few people mad because she was very opposed to wrong doing. This earned her the nickname of Copperhead. Those that were her friends were normally outcasts that were normally treated like dirt by others. After college, she moved to the city to become a police officer. She succeeded in this endeavor, one step closer to her goal, but the during work on her 26th birthday, she changed. The entire station, who were throwing her a party, watched as her features changed. She grew slightly taller, her skin turned to scales tough and sharp, her nails claws, her pinkie fingers and toes disappeared, her teeth shrunk and her canines turned to fangs, a small tail sprouted and she got thinner. Her eyes turned from ocean blue human to icy serpentine. This tore her clothes and frightened her after the pained dulled away. The entire station stared in fear and awe. One, a cop who later was arrested for being dirty, tried to handcuff her, thinking he'll get promoted, but she struck him and he went flying. Horrified by this, she broke out of the window and slid into the sewer after going into the middle of the street and prying of the manhole cover. After exiting the sewers near the lake right next to the city, she headed to her home town. There, her friends and family kept her safe and hidden in a cabin in the woods, high in the Appalachian mountains. But every so often, she would try to help solve the crimes happening in town, from the shadows. Criminals tied up and raving about a monster, or a murder turning up dead near a gas station or hanging from a tree, with bite marks to large to be a normal snake and claws marks so deep you could see bone. Eventually, a hunter saw her in the mountains while she was taking a walk. He ran before she could try to calm him, and he called the proper authorities. She quickly packed up and said by to her friends and family, and hasn't seen them since.

Power: She has all the senses of a snake, the speed of a snake, the flexibility of a snake and the strength of a snake. She even has a very strong venom, but she prefers to not use that because it makes her a little more savage. Reptiles also seem to be non-aggressive towards her and will help her if she asks them to, particularly various snakes.

Likes: Guns, justice, good people, donuts, sweet tea, whiskey, and reptiles.
Dislikes: Illegally owned property, bad people, breaking the law, birds, the anti-super law, united nations, sport hunters, and going savage.
Family: Her mother, father, and younger brother are all alive and well, her grandpa is still alive, and she has a host of cousins and aunts and uncles.
Friends: All of her friends are the more successful members of her town's community.
Sentimental Attachment: A watch her grandpa gave her.
Weapon: Her service weapon, a M1911 Colt
Other: Birds seem to hate her.

Micah Tophet
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance:

Personality:
Micah is twitchy, pessimistic, and tends to be a smart ass. He doesn't mind chatting, or ranting, but always keeps one eye open on anyone around.

Bio: Micah had been a paranoid prepper conspiracy theorist since his teenage years when his parents mysteriously disappeared one day. Left alone, and desperate, Micah took to the internet to learn anything and everything he could, but inevitably began seeing strange patterns in everything, only solidifying his belief that something wasn't right. He quickly became adept at computers, learning to hack and program with the skills of a pro. He tried to learn other skills most preppers had, with the whole wilderness survival, and weapons training, and all, but never made it very far. There was always something else to read, or see, or download. Some new trail to follow.

He had managed to get himself an abandoned building to squat in, stealing electricity from the neighboring building, and currently spends most of his time in the dark room, typing and clicking away at his laptop, greedily downloading everything he could on prepping, surviving, and the conspiracy theories he followed.

Power:control over darkness.
Likes: pizza rolls, mountain dew, knives, and music
Dislikes: people in general, the government, racists, sexists, homophobs, rednecks, police, celebrities, sheeple.... Eh, people in general...
Family:none
Friends:none
Sentimental Attachment: a 22 pearl handled two shot pistol his dad bought him when he was 12.
Weapon: the pistol, a hunting knife, a hatchet, a machete, two 9mm Sccy pistols.
Other: a top of the line laptop, a small collection of external hard drives, a hammock, and clothes that all fit in a hiking pack that usually remains packed.... Just in case.

Name: Eileen Tate
Gender: Female
Age: 44
Appearance:

Eileen is a unremarkable Caucasian woman of average height and weight with brown hair and brown eyes. She prefers business professional wear. Nothing about her is memorable or stands out in any way.

Personality: Eileen is quiet, unambitious, and more than a little shy. She prefers to keep her head down and be get through the day and is perfectly happy to be ignored.

Bio: Eileen grew up in what most people would call a broken home. The youngest of four, her mother left at a very young age and her father was a drunken brute who struggled to hold down a job longer than a few months at a time. He took out his frustrations on his children, usually with words and occasionally with his fists. Eileen discovered quickly that if her father didn't notice her she would be spared her wrath, and developed a quiet personality as a result. Her grades were unexceptional, she never stood out in school. Shortly after graduating she got an unremarkable office job, another face in a towering skyscraper, that she has stayed in for over twenty years. Nothing exciting has ever happened to her and she intends to keep it that way.

Power: Eileen has not yet realized she has the ability to cause her body, clothing, and any items on her person to grow. As she increases in size, her weight, strength, and durability also increase- the second two at a much higher rate to prevent her body from collapsing altogether. As she is currently unaware of this power the upper limits are not yet known.
Likes: Cats, Thai food, that smell after rain, mystery novels, being ignored
Dislikes: Dogs, public speaking
Family: Eileen has lost touch with her siblings and has no desire to speak to her father.
Friends: None. She lives alone and doesn't go out.
Sentimental Attachment: None.
Weapon: Whatever happens to be lying around