Name: Abigail “Abby” Zebrowski

Known Aliases: Atom Bomb

Appearance: Abby stands at 5’3 weighing around 136 pounds. Her hair is golden platinum cut short in certain spots. Her eyes are bright blue with one of her pupils is larger than the other. Her facial features are thin also if she had not eaten for some time. Her body is adorned with various tattoos and scars from previous battles. Piercings on her face specifically on her ears, mouth, and eyebrows.



Wearing a white cut-off t-shirt, ripped jeans with holes around her knees and legs. On her feet are blue convert sneakers with the laces removed. Wearing a cheap watch with a happy cartoon character on the clock face.

Psyche Profile: Abby is known to be quite rebellious to the jailors and prison staff, trying multiple times to escape from the prison to no avail. Loud and rambunctious, wanting to be the centre of attention even if that attention is negative. Having a hard time making friends with other people, because of her brash personality. Although she does not mind being alone and prefers to be by herself than with others.

Her mood can swing from very happy to severely depressed. Making her manic behaviour to be off-putting to other people. Having a short temper caused her to explode at even the smallest infraction.

Background: Abby was born in Boston to James Zebrowski and Linda Kaminski, during her childhood, she did not have many friends. Mostly because of her short temper, which made her childhood very lonely. Mostly filling her time by learning to play guitar or write songs. During high school, she had a small group of friends although during the last two years she had grown apart from her friends. Also, she was bullied terribly by the popular kids in her high school. One day when her bullies pulled a cruel prank on her, she accidentally killed everyone in the school with her powers. This also caused her to be knocked on conscious waking up a few hours later in the hospital.

The aftermath of this incident was her being investigated, many of the parents of the children killed wanted to run Abby out of town. The teenager was harassed by the parents quite severely, causing Abby to try and commit suicide. Luckily she was saved by her father. Later on, Abby was found not guilty and the incident was deemed an accident. Moving out of her town and moved to New York. During this time she lived as a vagrant living in dilapidated apartments, finding it hard to keep a job, placing her in a loop of going back to being homeless.

Her luck soon changed when she met a man named Mister Sage, offering her money to help him with other people like her. Unknowingly she was roped into joining a villain group, the group started robbing banks. Mister Sage was helping Abby harness her powers to help the group gain money and power.

Abby was soon captured when she was defeated during a raid on a lab researching a laser weapon. Hoping that Mister Sage would bust her out of prison, this hope was soon crushed when Mister Sage had not broken her out of jail in some time.

Capabilities: Abby is mostly good for assault and being in the front lines, in battle she would be good at fighting multiple people at the same time. Using her powers to weaken her enemies so that her teammates can finish them off.

Power(s): Abby can create, shape and manipulate radiation, absorbing radiation around her so she can manifest radioactive projectiles. She can also admit radiation at will covering 1 Km of space, This range can be extended, and the intensity of the radiation can be amplified when under extreme stress. Abby is also immune to radiation

Power Limits: Abby needs a large amount of radiation to use her powers.

Known Vulnerabilities: Using her power too much can make Abby very tired. Using her powers extensively can cause Abby to lose consciousness.

Motives: Abby wants to try to see her parents again, and to make up for her past mistakes.

Level: Threat level, as defined by the Borehole's parameters. I will assign this to your character.

Recommended Containment Procedures: Abby is kept in a large cell that is created to stop the spread of her irradiated body to the prison. When staff members are interacting with Abby, they will need to wear radiation suits and take condemnation showers after interacting with her. She is to be excluded from others, being given her food and other amenities to her cell.

Notes: Theme Song- Black Flag- In My Head

Name:
Dave M Goodrich
Known Aliases:
Kothar
Appearance:
Standing 6'2" and weighing in at 210 lbs. Kothar is currently 35 years old. He is above average in height with dark red hair and darker red facial hair. Keeping the sides of his head shaved and long across the top and back. His beard is kept neat when he can. His body is covered in tattoos that have clean cut lines and points reminiscent of a computer motherboard. They do not have any significance to his ability, its simply something he liked.


Psyche Profile:
Subject - 194DY21 - Dave Mac Goodrich - Kothar.
Observant. Quiet. Curious. Calculating. A few terms we have come to identify this "Kothar" as an individual. Although not outright psychotic like some of his fellow inmates. We believe that he is simply biding his time and trying to come off as non-threatening. We are unsure just how long he plans on going about this long con, but it will not matter.

His Alias Kothar comes from an ancient god of the forge from the ancient middle east. This alone promotes the fact that his ego and pride are very prominent and can be used against him. At his peak he described himself as a god of technology. This likely was the reason for his downfall, thinking that he was invincible gave the hero's the opportunity to defeat him.

It has been 248 days since his last incident where he somehow got ahold of a guards watch and quickly turned it into one of his minions. Luckily his dampener stopped him from activating it before it could be destroyed. Again, just another warning as to why no technology of any kind is allowed around him. He may have this guise of being without his faculty's but make no mistake gentleman. The cold-hearted killer that destroyed half a metropolis before being stopped waits just under the surface.

Background:
David was born amongst a small Irish village to Peter and Sarah Goodrich. His upbringing was rather mundane. The only things that stood out where his ability to adapt and learn new technologies, inventions, and his above average build. These talents made him excel through his early years.

Nothing ever presented itself as bad or ominous until he hit puberty, his ability to ‘talk’ to and shape technology around him to better suit his needs and wants. It started slowing with the odd mechanism or toy and soon became a small group of mechanical servants of different shapes and sizes fueled by his will alone. His original intention was to make his parents lives easier. That was until one of his creations went a little haywire.

This creation was meant to cut grass and instead malfunctioned after some local kids damaged it. This thing nearly killed two of these kids before the machine could be brought down. The ensuing backlash forced the family from the village and sent the authorities after David for questioning. In his haste to protect himself from the authorities his creations defended him and ended up killing the two men that were to apprehend him.

Confused and angry that his parents looked at him with fear, he ran. It took him a few years and a few back alleys deals before he was able to fully grasp his abilities and his Alias. Through the technology left in dumpsters, found in scrapyards, and scavenged at flea markets Kothar was born. Through hate, anger, and wanting to make the world more to his liking, he began his tirade across London.

He started small, a tech building here, a train shipment there. Until one day he was able to raid government server banks for information and parts. His creations growing evermore complex. Robots of all shapes and sizes with a reinforced combat suit he made for himself. Sure, local heroes tried to intervene and sometimes they would thwart his plans. He wasn’t invincible just very hard to capture.

It wasn’t until he unveiled his greatest creation, a nanite swarm built to break down organic and inorganic materiel only to replace it with technology to recreate the city. This forced the hands of the more powerful heroes to act against him. Half the city simply melted away before the hero’s defeated him. A super charged pinpoint EMP wiped out his machines and destroyed what they had created.

Kothar was defeated, the scourge of London taken far away. The injuries he sustained during the fight nearly killed him. His machines dismantled and reverse engineered, his tech was now being used against him. A show of humiliation for sure, at least he knew they wouldn’t use the nanites as the world governments outlawed them. Now he waits at the bottom of the borehole for his chance to escape these bonds he created. Bonds that hold many prisoners here, bonds that will be broken again.

Capabilities:
Kothar is a jack of all trades and master of none, but better than a master of one. His training has taught him to be versatile in any situation, being able to modify his tactics and tech on the fly to work any angle in a team or solo operation. From tank, to healer, to ranged heavy hitter. With enough time and resources, he can fill any role. He is also a support role with being able to construct weapons and armor for himself and others as well as making constructs of varying sizes and purposes. His powers alone are not why he is a difficult opponent.

Off the battlefield he is spectacular with any kind of tech, taking only a few moments to understand and adapt to any new technology. He can improve or change various parts of most mechanical objects as well making him a great mechanic.

Power(s):
Technoformation.
Kothar can not absorb technology and metal directly into himself, yet. The best he can do is coat himself in his tech to create his armor and weapons. What he can do is glide through technology on a small scale, this allows him to take apart, shape, and reroute technology and mechanical things without the use of tools. His will alone powers most of the tech he uses himself. Often batteries of some sort will be used to keep the tech he gives to others or his constructs going.

He does have or at least had several cybernetic implants that assist him, the only ones left are the ones behind his eyes and in his head to help with memory processing and eyesight. This helps him process information faster and gives his eyes a magnifying effect and limited night vision. The other three implants help to regulate his internal structures, the ones around his intestines where a result of his combat injuries during his last defeat. The other two are assisting with his lungs and heart to assist with air purification and to keep his heart going no matter what.

His constructs are not to be trifled with either, from sentry drones to repair bots to murder droids they all serve a purpose and are very dangerous. He is still working on artificial intelligence but that’s still a long way off. Depending on what he has he can have a certain amount of these bots active at one time, the less complex the more he can have.

Power Limits:
As it was said before, Kothar cannot freely absorb technology into himself although he thinks he may be able to with more practice. Without specially constructed nodes his sphere of influence that he has over his drones is limited to a one-mile radius unless being powered by other means. The more time he spends with specific tech the better acquainted he is with it and the better he can use it. Kothar can only keep a certain number of droids active at one time depending on their complexity.

Known Vulnerabilities:
These gifts take a lot of calorie intake to maintain and if he is not careful, he can tire himself out and pass out. If he is rendered unconscious any link, he may have with any of the tech he is personally powering will also be rendered dormant. Temperature extremes and environmental hazards can still affect him, and his tech. fire or heat especially can overheat his tech if it is not protected against it, electricity can fry it or wipe it out completely, metal controllers can destroy his creations rather quickly if they are not entirely plastic.

Also, as much as he hates to admit it, he is still just a human.

Motives:
To perfect himself, once this is acquired and the world cannot accept him, or he cannot accept them? Well, maybe mars will be a nice place to begin anew away from all the people. However, he does not believe that the heroes will just allow him to leave.

Level: Threat level, as defined by the Borehole's parameters. I will assign this to your character.

Recommended Containment Procedures:
Power dampener choker, this choker limits his mental ability and influence on technology around him effectively stopping him from giving life to his creations.
Limited rations, due to calories powering most of his abilities the prison limits the amount of food he can have a day.
No tech, anything that comes close to him must be analog for everyone’s safety.

Notes:
Theme song
DOOM Eternal OST - The Only Thing They Fear Is You

Name: Serena Scott-Janssen

Known Aliases: Red

Appearance: The type of individual who walks past you without so much glancing in your direction if she mistakenly bumps you in the shoulder. To her, the majority of the universe might as well not exist, though the way in which she carries herself elicits a completely different response. Serena stands at roughly 5'5 and has a rather slim figure. At most, she weighs around 125 pounds and despite the fact she looks somewhat fragile, Serena is stronger than she appears. The young woman will typically be spotted with her hair down wearing dark clothing, though obviously as of late her fashion choices are limited to one single outfit.

Psyche Profile: A bit of a drama queen which in this context could be taken quite literally. Serena doesn’t mind playing games to get the attention of the guards, whether that be faking an injury or attempting to seduce any of them who made the mistake of being within close proximity of her. She’ll use these tactics to get what she wants; maybe a little bit of entertainment or an additional piece of fruit. However with that being said, she isn't too much of a social butterfly just for the sake of it and her interactions with anyone other than staff is kept at a minimum. She rarely engages unless she's approached first, and that's usually to tell them to go to hell and leave her alone.

Serena does not let anyone dictate her actions nor does she allow them to walk all over her. She, however, is mostly compliant with the guards and only because she has to be. She is savvy enough to know that non-compliance will not be favorable for her, which she's experienced twice before. Serena has been in the facility for just under a year, and her time served has afforded her with some of the knowledge and experience to survive that place.

Background: Born in New York City but raised in Chicago by her adoptive parents, Derek Scott and Melissa Janssen. Serena lived a normal childhood save for the occasional side stare or hushed comment made just out of range. Yes, she knew she was adopted from a very young age given appearances don't lie, but that didn't phase her much. She was loved and looked after, and both of her parents treated her just as good—if not better—than any one blood relative would treat their loved one. And for that she was thankful and always considerate of them, especially once it was found out that Serena had the ability to manipulate someone's blood by coming into contact with them.

When she was a teenager, Serena received an e-mail from an unknown individual. The message was shocking and not at all something she was expecting. Essentially, she was asked whether she wanted to complete various tasks in exchange for bits and pieces of information regarding her birth parents. Reading the message angered Serena at first. She imagined some cousin or a friend pulling this terrible prank on her without any concern towards her feelings or emotions whatsoever. She had initially reread the message a few times before closing shut the laptop with tears in her eyes. Serena was distraught for a while, but eventually she replied to the sender and they had a back and forth where further information was revealed to her.

Come to find out, the tasks she needed to complete were simple enough but in no time turned illegal and dangerous. However, what kept her going was a picture she was sent of herself as a very young child in the orphanage she lived at prior to her adoption. At first, Serena was running somewhat complicated errands, but then that work shifted to minor theft and other related crimes. That in turn shifted to crimes against persons. Assault, robbery...murder. Serena wasn't slowing down any time soon. Every few tasks that were completed afforded her a small clue, but whoever was operating on the other side of the screen was smart given that Serena would have to be doing this for quite a while to get a solid lead. At some point she became obsessed, and she became so reckless that her parents threw her out of their home. Their relationship then damaged, Serena wasn't looking back at that point. Soon after that she resorted to finding the person pulling her strings like a puppet. She figured if she got to them, she'd save time in finding her family. However, such betrayal came at a price, which was her freedom. Serena attempted to evade being captured for as long as she could, but one evening after running for what seemed like an eternity, she was cornered in an alley and defeated almost immediately. They obviously knew what they were up against, and ever since she's been looking for a way out to resume her search.

Capabilities: Previously being a gymnast, going as far as competing, Serena is strong, agile, and extremely flexible. She is as gracious on the air as she is on her feet.

Power(s): The ability to manipulate blood by coming into physical contact with a person or animal. This includes, and is not limited to, controlling the flow, viscosity, shape, temperature, etc. of blood. Serena is unable to manipulate any other liquid belonging to a living being, whether that's their saliva or urine. She is also able to manipulate her own blood, but would unfortunately also suffer the repercussions just like anyone else if she crossed the line into self-harm. Nonetheless, the ability is advantageous in that aspect in the event that, for example, she needed to prevent herself from bleeding to death. The larger the surface area of skin she comes in contact with, the faster her ability will work its magic. If blood is spilled, it’s as good as dead and would be rendered useless. Additionally, the host must be alive otherwise she won’t have any effect over them.

Power Limits: Once that physical contact is broken, she will immediately lose whatever power she had over a person, therefore she must be touching them at all times. The stronger a person is, either mentally and/or physically, the longer it may take her to gain control over them.

Known Vulnerabilities: Serena must be mindful of all the diseases transmittable by blood as the longer she's in contact with a victim, the more likely it is for her to catch any one of those diseases even if none of their blood gets on her. If a person is drunk, or has any level of alcohol in their system, Serena risks the same if she maintains contact for a prolonged period of time.

Motives: Eventually, Serena wants to repair her relationship with her mom and dad. She also wants to find her birth parents and get to know any other relatives she may have.

Level: TBD.

Recommended Containment Procedures: No contact whatsoever with her is permitted unless the guards handling her are clothed and covered from head to toe and she is wearing the jumpsuit especially designed for her. The latter consists of a full bodysuit with gloved hands and covered feet. Additionally, there is a restraining device attached to the wall opposite the cell door that is controlled by the guards whenever they need to enter her cell. It is locked and unlocked via remote control by one of the guards and it is kept away from her at all times.

Notes: None.

Name: Ophrenia Winston

Known Aliases: Trauma

Appearance: Ophrenia is 5'7 and 160lbs. When she first got to Borehole the right side of her head was shaved, but after being there for awhile its grown back awkward, short, and poofy. The perm she had got washed out a long time ago. Now it's a curly kinky mess she keeps in a ponytail. If she could dye it, she would, but Borehole doesn't have basic privileges like hair dye, so she's stuck with her hair being dark. Her eyes are purple, because of her powers. They glow when she uses them.

Her breasts are average, her hips are wide, she has three piercing in each ear, and a nose ring. At least she had them. They took them away along with her leather jacket when she first arrived. She assumed it was because they think she could stab someone with her hex ring, but apparently there's some metal manipulator somewhere in the Hole, but she's never met them. Her voice is husky.

On the back of her right hand she has a red tattoo of her favorite band's symbol: I Prevail. There's a visor over her eyes that's too dark for anyone to make eye contact with her. She can see just fine in them, although in a bright room everything is dim. They were kind enough to add lights to it, so she could see when it's too dark in a room. She wears a standard issue black prison jumpsuit. She keeps the top down, has a purple tank top underneath it, and has the sleeves wrapped around her waist.

Psyche Profile: Loud. Screams a lot, like screamo screaming. Sings just as much as screaming. She's good at it. Other that she keeps her nose clean. Stays to herself or with the few people the have similar behavior. She's so good it's suspicious. Since no one can see her eyes, they never know what she's thinking. She could be looking at you or taking stock of the guard's routine. She hasn't shown advanced intelligence, but all the singing and good behavior could be a misdirect to something more devious.

When she smiles, it's like she knows something you don't know. It's disconcerting. Even though the visor nullifies her powers, the guards still give a wide berth if they can help it. Someone would a physical ability isn't as scary as someone that could get into your head and pull out the worse from the depths of your mind. That terrifies most people, and some of the shit the guards have seen traumatized them. They don't want to be around someone that could pull up bad memories.

Background: Ophrenia was a lot of things before her time at the Borehole. She used to sing solo in her church's choir as a kid. She joined Girl Scouts when she was ten, got bored and quit. Did drama club all through middle school, then joined a neighborhood rock band in high school. She took an interest in screamo, and she's been fucking up her voice ever since. Not really. She took good care of her voice when she still had the resources to do so.

The idea of college wasn't her thing. She saw beyond the bullshit of the American education system, and decided to work different jobs to pay for studio time with her band. Retail and fast food were the worst jobs she's ever had, but she did good work when she was there. She worked in an Amazon warehouse for a year, before she quit that to move to California once she and her band had the funds. Life on the west coast wasn't easy. Way too expensive from the middle class community they came from. There's a soap opera worth a drama she could go into, but it's not worth it.

However, through all the bullshit, her band almost made it. She got the public's attention with her powers. Reports popped up of people seeing their deepest, darkest fears while they attended her band's concert. Of course people wrote it off as a hoax, but the more she used it once they got the traction they needed, the more eyes turned to them. The worst being the authorities that be that kept eyes on people like her. She was arrested, and locked in the Borehole on the eve of her twenty-fourth birthday.

Skills, Talents and Learning: Singing, screamo, sales pitching, good interpersonal skills, and improv. Other her her passions, everything else is just bits and pieces of skills she's acquired over the years from different jobs and activities.

Power(s) and Capabilities: Ophrenia can't read minds like people thinks she can or show their deepest darkest fears. It's much simpler than that. Anyone that looks into her eyes when they're glowing, sees their deepest trauma. Doesn't matter if they've repressed the memories or have completely forgotten about it, they get brought to the forefront. And the kicker? She can't see what anyone else sees. To her she's just looking at a person freaking out, or frozen in fear, or fighting whatever trauma they don't want to relive.

Power Limits: The person effected only sees their trauma for five minutes and she can't effect the person more than once a day.

Known Vulnerabilities: If she uses it on at least twelve people within twenty-four hours, she'll go blind for an hour. The time of when this happens is sporadic, since it applies whether she uses it on twelve people at once or different times throughout the day.

Motives: Staying alive to see another day motives her. She's not like most of the psychos she's locked up with and could easily end up dead without her powers to protect herself. She doesn't antagonize the guards and stays on good behavior for the little safety she can get. She dreams of going back to her band and reaching stardom, but she can't do that if she escapes. Music's too main stream and she has a specific vocal skill set that a lot of women don't have. That's too much of a target on her back. If she could get out, she'd disappear into the mountains somewhere, live in a log cabin, and hope the authorities don't find her again.

Level: Threat level, as defined by the Borehole's parameters. I will assign this to your character.

Recommended Containment Procedures: Ophrenia's visor keeps her powers under lock and key. She can't make eye contact if no one can see her eyes. The visor is locked onto her temples by sharp probes made out of some metal like material. It's anchored to her face and no amount of pulling will get it off. She's tried just to see what happens. Hurts like a bitch to pull on, so she leaves it alone. Since the visor is the only thing keeping her powers in check, she's locked in a normal cell and doesn't have to have guards around her twenty-four-seven.

Notes:She sometimes sings I Prevail songs or songs her band created to keep herself sane in a place as dangerous as The Hole.

Name: Eric Johnson
Known Aliases: Has never used an alias himself, but was dubbed "Suicide Bomber" by the internet after his debut.

Appearance: Currently 19 years old, Eric stands at 171 cm and weighs 56 kg, putting him a little on the smaller side of things. He holds a rather unassuming appearance. Caucasian male, clean-shaven with short brown hair, obviously fit but lean rather than physically imposing. Nothing about him particularly stands one way or the other, the kind of person to blend into the background almost everywhere he goes.

Psyche Profile: Due to his methods as an assassin, especially in his early days, he is most often perceived by the public as being psychotic with a flair for the dramatic. This description couldn't be more wrong. In actuality, Eric is a very logical person, focused on effectiveness and practicality, with his image simply not factoring into his actions.

Above all else an almost pathological obsession with surviving. His entire worldview revolving around survival being the only thing that matters and anything being justifiable to maintain it. Eric makes considerable efforts to avoid his emotions affecting his actions and opinions, though this behaviour is arguably in itself an emotional reaction. He has been noted as not believing in concepts of morality and getting annoyed when topics of right and wrong, good and evil, hero and villain, etc, are brought up.

Background: Born to a pair of small-time superheroes, Eric's early years were surprisingly normal. Unfortunately, for him, his parents managed to get themselves on the wrong side of the wrong people, ultimately leaving Eric an orphan with an unpayable debt to the local mafia.

It didn’t take Eric long to conclude that the world was a shitty place, and the people living in it even more so, to him this was simply a fact. Concepts like hero and villain, right and wrong, didn't matter, instead, all that was important at the end of the day was surviving. Whether that survival was achieved by praying on the weak or sucking up to the strong, the method didn't matter in the end.

And so Eric, too young and lacking the skills to pay off his debts legitimately, and far too weak to take on the mafia, took the best and only option he had and joined the mafia instead. Initially, he was little more than a grunt, mostly working as a drug mule for the mafia, of little importance to the organisation as a whole, once his powers developed however that changed, with Eric eventually ending up as one of the mafia’s go-to guys for any assassinations they wanted done, and a strong candidate for all other high profile crime.

Eric's first job in the limelight was the assassination of a mayoral candidate the mafia didn't approve of, his last, almost poetically, was the same thing, though decidedly less successful resulting in his capture.

Skills, Talents and Learning: Eric has shown great proficiency when it comes to using his power in combat. He favours using thrown weapons, explosives and/or ambushes, all of which he arguments using his power. He is also known for making use of repeated "suicide attacks".

Eric possesses some degree of intelligence, but has never had or outright rejected any opportunities to pick up any professional skills or hobbies and never completed any formal education.

Power(s) and Capabilities:

• Chronoloop: Eric can create short term time loops targeting himself or nearby inanimate objects. All energy contained in a loop is reset to its exact location and configuration at set intervals, relative to the gravitational body it was looped on.
  The duration and number of loop intervals are set at the moment the loop is created and cannot be changed or cancelled after.
  The specifics of what can be affected by Eric's ability are as of yet unclear, but appear to be based on what he views as objects, working on things like a container with or without its contents or a set of clothing, but not on things like part of a wall. Eric has also demonstrated an inability to loop live macroorganisms other than himself.
  Should an object loop back into a place that has since been occupied, the less massive of the two objects will harmlessly shunt itself into the nearest available space and continue on as normal.
• Chronosense: This ability passively and non-invasively provides Eric with an awareness of two things. Firstly, it gives him a perfectly accurate measure of the amount of time that has passed between any and every two points in time he has perceived.
  Secondly, it provides Eric with predictions as to the time it will take for an endpoint to be reached from a starting point for any simple interactions he thinks of or observes. These predictions are by no means precognition however, they simplify events into averages and basic interactions and do not take into account any outside interference or potential variability, making them exponentially more useless the more that chaos applies.
  Eric's chronosense seems to function irrespective of his awareness, working even during and after unconsciousness or altered states of awareness. Furthermore, this ability seems to function through and account for any time manipulation.

Power Limits: The minimum time between intervals in Eric's loops has been demonstrated to be rough ~1 second, while the maximum duration of the overall loop has been shown to be ~1 minute. He has only demonstrated the ability to start loops with objects he has touched within the last ~7 seconds and only while said objects are entirely within ~70 cm of him, though he doesn't need to stay within this range afterwards.

Known Vulnerabilities: While his chronosense help him keep track of his loop intervals when looping himself, Eric's memories do not persist between resets, radical changes in environment between intervals have proved effective at disorientating Eric.

Motives: Eric doesn't have any complex motives to doing what he does, to him, surviving has always been the one and only thing that matters and to this end, Eric will do whatever he has to.

Level: TBD

Recommended Containment Procedures:

• Special precautions should be taken as Eric cannot be effectively held by most restraints. Restraints made out of living organic materials have proven effective against Eric. Fixed place restraints wherein any single piece he can contact extends past his range and weighs more than he does, have also been shown to work.
• Eric should be prevented from interacting with any inmates whose abilities allow them to produce any form of inorganic projectile or explosive device or whose abilities otherwise result in a physical manifestation Eric can manipulate.
• Standard security procedures for inmate presence should be maintained for an additional two minutes after Eric has left the area.
• When searching for contraband, Eric should be quarantined for two minutes before and after searches are conducted.

Notes: Owing to his use of explosives and a couple of high-profile assassinations, it was initially speculated that Eric's power was to generate and survive explosions, possibly also teleporting through them.

Name: Körbl Meier

Known Aliases: Messer, Blatt Meister, that fucking loony with a hardon for swords (Courtesy of the Brooklyn Police Commissioner).

Appearance: A man that's into his late twenties with blonde short hair with his hair line past the eyes, giving the impression his eyes are covered. Standing at 181 cm with a wiry but incredibly toned body. Clean shaven before but sporting a short beard now due to his imprisonment. A normal looking prisoner that would've fit in most heavy prison, if one ignore that his hands are forever cuffed together alongside a heavy chain ball to each of his ankles. A single one nearing 200 KG, totaling to 400 kg pieces of metal being dragged by him.

Psyche Profile: Remarkably well-behaved, straight-forward, and taciturn compared to the other rowdy prisoners but the warden knows better due to his background. Prisoners that are strong, or decent enough for Meier standards are often challenged by him. Solely for the thrills or overcoming himself to be stronger. Five or four inmates that lacked the sense to refused was demolished brutally, since then, not many dared to take up on his challenge.

Which is the most problematic aspect of Meier, even before his imprisonment, Meier continued this streak of violence all across Europe, then Asia, before finally being arrested in New York City. All of it followed the same pattern, fight after fight, ranging from gangsters, mafias, local enforcement, assassins, army, guerillas and even super-heroes.

A sole dedication, perhaps even insanity, to seek nothing but strength.

Background: Körbl Meier was raised in Germany, Dinkelsbühl. Born into a small family with him being the only son. An odd, perhaps tragic fate, was that Meier family line was blessed with wisp of power from gods, or aliens, perhaps one or the other.

Regardless of its source, it granted Meier an increase of physical prowess and capabilities to recuperate from his wounds much faster. Nothing as fantastical as other villains or heroes that could outright regenerate a limb, Meier was able to recover much faster compared to normal humans.

This was what allowed his father to be a teacher of historical sword fighting techniques. One that tried to stay true to its roots for practical combat, and had seen some limited uses amongst the army for a way to suppress and restrain others. Studying it from young by his watchful and earnest father, Meier took to it like fish to water. At a young age, he was close to rivaling his father.

Yet what was the point of an art dedicated to war without war?

This gnawed at Meier, eating him inside out until it all came to a point where Meier slew a gangster that held a gun, threatening to shoot him and a local shop owner. Using nothing but a knife, Meier ripped the gangster in half. It took barely any effort for him to end a life but the overwhelming sensation of victory, triumph and enjoyment was...liberating.

Since then, Meier left his home behind to seek out nothing but ways to test himself with his sword and body. Each one feeding into his desire to hone himself to become stronger, faster, more skilled. To reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and beyond. Europe, Asia, and then America, it all came to a point where he was bested when a far stronger hero overpowered him as well as breaking his swords.

Despite this defeat, Meier never stopped looking outside of the world. Hoping one day for another rematch. After all, he finally found the challenge he so wanted.

Why would he stop now?

Skills, Talents and Learning: His numerous brush with opponents with guns, blade, blunt weapons, rods, and rare high-tech weapon had given Meier a strong sense of survival instinct and trained body as well as being swordmaster without any peer,. Capable of wielding the small humble messer, to the two handed ones. Epees, falchion, rapier, zweihanders. Even mundane weapons like the small box-cutter blade, butterfly and kitchen knife in Meier hands turns into a deadly instrument. If not because of his villainous action, he would've been the undisputed sword champion for decades to come.

Power(s) and Capabilities: Demi-god or Terrestrial constitution: Meier body was much stronger than with no muscular loss and allowing him to push it beyond the limits. He had went from a regular human to being able to tussle with low-ranking super-heroes easily, combined with limited self-regeneration that always keeps his body to its peak. This elevated Meier speed and strength to the point anyone outside of superheroes often be beaten easily. Even mid-tier heroes had to be wary of Meier physical power before taking account of his sword capabilities.

Power Limits: Despite this seemingly unending growth, it's still a slow climb and further efforts to push past his limits had been slow. He had been at a plateau for years before his defeat, hence why he had to fight someone that was way beyond his power. Expert estimated that it would've taken twenty years or longer to push past his current body. Keeping him at a known level at least for now.

Known Vulnerabilities: Tear/stun/flash grenade, sleeping gas, tranquilizers, poison, chemical or biological attack all work well on Meier as despite his strength and speed, he is still very vulnerable to attacks to the senses. Restraining him, while requiring many personnel sacrifices, electrocution and cables, works just as well.

Motives: To once again fight the hero that defeated him and stand at the pinnacle of strength and swordsmanship. After wading through so much blood and bones, he had finally found the high peaks of super heroes and villains. That there are still bigger fishes that he can fry. There's no way he'll sit by and rot.

Perhaps he'll die in the process ignobly, chasing a fools dream but for Miere, it was more than worth it to break free from this cage.

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Recommended Containment Procedures:
- Do not allow any objects within subject that can be used as weapon.
- increase weight of cuffs and ball periodically before the body can adapt to it.
-Inmates of known strength, combat or myriad abilities are to never come in contact with subject. Last altercation with another inmate had occurred and ended within less than a second. Weaker subjects are allowed but still under heavy observation, guards with nets, fast acting tranquilizers, tasers should be close by.
- His cell are to be flooded with gas immediately should subject attempt escape
-There are no keys for subject cuffs, it's to be rivetted and locked in place by welding to restrain arm movement.

Notes: Subject is known to read plenty of books and likes to paint. Only known time where subject is extremely cooperative with the guards and warden to gain access to painting supplies. Everything is to be tallied and check at the end.

Name: Jack Brennan
Known Aliases: Bonehead, Bonehead The Clown
Age: 42

Appearance: Bonehead is slim, but tall. The wrinkles on his face give away his age. He's got scars all over his body that are mostly self induced. His teeth are discolored, yellow and a bit crooked in places. His skin is pale and his head is balding. Bonehead typically prefers to be in makeup all of the time, but unfortunately the facility does not accommodate such "necessities" so he is most often seen barefaced looking very angry and speaking to very few.

Psyche Profile: Bonehead exemplifies chaos and brutality. He is a beast wearing man skin, a monster wearing human clothes. This is a broken individual who does not follow social norms. Bonehead has dissociative identity disorder (multiple personalities), but his identities aren't legion. Currently there are only two: Jack and Bonehead. Jack is very much a mostly silent partner while Bonehead tends to take the wheel most of the time. Oddly enough, Jack has no superpowers to speak of, whereas Bonehead is able to count himself among one of the non-mundane.

Background: Jack Bennan was your average nobody. Skinny, weak, awkward. He got picked on and bullied growing up, leading to major social anxiety. All of these elements lead toward a recipe for the creation of Bonehead, an imaginary friend who was very much confident, outgoing, and willing to fight back. At a moment of weakness, Jack let Bonehead be the pilot, which resulted in the gruesome death of three teenage athletes. Their bodies were mutilated, nearly unrecognizable. The killing, even if only as a spectator, made Jack feel strong, empowered. So he let Bonehead continue to pilot and sat back in the recesses of his own mind to witness the carnage that Bonehead wrought.

Skills, Talents and Learning: Bonehead can juggle, make complex balloon animals, handle short blades with the precision of a surgeon, embraces a fighting style with dirty tactics and is very adept at reading body language.

Power(s) and Capabilities: Bone Manipulation. Jack Brennan, when in control, has no superpowers whatsoever. He is a feeble man with mental insecurities. Bonehead, however, is able to manipulate his own bone structure. Some of the applications are to protrude his bones outside of his skin to act as piecing accessories and he can make his bones more dense to aid in his durability. The limits of Boneheads ability to manipulate his own structure have not fully been discovered, but he generally utilizes it to give himself sharp fingers, claws, 'bladed' elbows or other such applications.

Accelerated Clotting. Bonehead bleeds, but not for very long. Any open wounds he bears tend to clot very quickly. That's not to say they are healed - they are still very much sore - but the danger of bleeding out is minimized. This ability is a passive one that goes hand-in-hand with his bone manipulation.

Power Limits: The use of Boneheads abilities hurts each and every time. The self inflicted wounds leave scars, bruises and residual pain and soreness. His bone constructs are built out of human bone and therefore have the limits of human bones: They can be broken.

Known Vulnerabilities: Jack, and even Bonehead, are two personalities in a human body. Therefore he shares all weaknesses that humans have and is vulnerable to the same elements (fire, bullets, tranquilizers, etc.). Bonehead, in particular, has an additional boon in that the more he uses his power, the hungrier he gets. While anything rich in calcium will stave off the hunger, the clown has an affinity toward cannibalism and specifically an appetite for human bone marrow. The ingestion of the latter leads him toward a powerful state of euphoria. It is unknown if that euphoria is chemically induced or simply a byproduct of Bonehead's insanity.

Motives: Jack wants to be a man of power and respect, even if that respect has to be earned through evil means. Bonehead simply wants to see blood on the walls. However, Bonehead is also a sucker for a good audience, and if he can get laughs then he will perform and continue to try and get more laughs. When the laughing stops, however, then the performer leaves and the monster takes over.

Jack wants to escape the prison to build up an underground empire where he would reign as a feared and respected boss, ushering in a flavor of criminality that has no moral limits. There is only the wolves and the sheep, and Jack made his choice long ago about which life he would embrace.

Level: TBD.

Recommended Containment Procedures: A room with thick cement walls should do the trick. Even if Bonehead tried to whittle away at a tunnel, he would surely be caught before making too much progress.

Notes: While Jack may seem like the more sane personality, the truth is that he is complicit in Bonehead's schemes. Their relationship functions more like Brains vs Brawn. Jack has ideas, Bonehead executes them. While Bonehead and Jack typically see eye to eye, Bonehead is a dog that hates his leash and can sometimes slip out of control.

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• Speaks fluent Korean, Japanese, and English when she wants to.
• She is a tangential learner and thinker. This makes her highly effective at learning and applying things that catch her interest and completely distracted toward almost everything else.

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Name: Nyota Mtoto
Known Aliases: Star Child
Age: Four years old, though she claims to be merely the newest incarnation of a much longer lasting, larger whole that has existed for billions of years.
Appearance: A seemingly female figure composed of vines, leaves, and stems. Flowers are weaves into various parts of her body, especially a crown-like shape around her head, with a few large pink and blue flowers sprouting out of her scalp. They resemble a bow a little girl might wear in her hair. Her height shifts, her body shape in very slow but constant flux. However, her average height is about five and a half feet tall. The only features on her face are her eyes and mouth. Her eyes are two perfectly round black orbs with that look like stars of various colors shifting within. The same type of light can be seen down the back of her throat if she opens her mouth up. Her mouth has teeth and tongue, but they are made of vegetation. Nyota, besides her glowing eyes, is bioluminescent. On the inside of her body there is a warm yellow light that is turned green by the chlorohpyll of her 'skin.'

Over her leaf like body, she wears a few metallic plates. Especially over her face, she wears a mask that covers everything except her eyes. She has similar smooth metallic plates over her chest, back, forearms, and thighs. They are a dull iron in color, chipped and scratched in some places, and are melded voluntarily into her form.

Her fingers are fairly formed, but her legs are not. Her lower half shifts regularly, sometimes being snake like, other times being more defined legs. But her feet, if they do appear, resemble roots spreading out in all directions.

Psyche Profile: Nyoto is personable, friendly, and excitable. Earnest and honest, she enjoys conversation and making friends, with no ulterior motive. It simply brings her pleasure to converse, hear the problems of, and help solve the problems of others. Playful and compassionate, she gains joy out of bringing joy. Nyoto is wise, and tolerant of all kinds of people. Though she struggles to communicate them into terms we can understand, she believes she possesses fundamental truths of the universe that she tries to convey with her actions instead. She can also undergo long periods of peaceful meditation, but as her time in the Borehole drags on she is becoming more bored and depressed.

While being very friendly, she is also full of odities and has an alien perspective when compared to humans. Thus her social skills can occasionally be strange and unpredictable, though she never means any harm with her innocent questions or tangents.

Nyoto loves nature. Animals and plants both, she speaks of them, and to them, as if they were people. Despite all of the value she places on life, she places equal value on death and decay. This causes her to be callous towards death and mayhem, viewing it merely as another part of the cycle of nature. Still she does not go out of her way to cause harm and wants to prevent the suffering of others.

She has a rare, but certainly present, wrathful side. If what she views as an atrocity of the Earth is committed infront of her over a prolonged period of time, she will go to great lengths to avenge it.

Background: Nyoto was first discovered by a rural community in Uganda. She arrived on the outskirts of town and began playing games with the local children. While the people were fearful of her at first, eventually they came to accept her as a member of the community. They were the ones who named her Star Child in Swahili, no doubt after her enrapturing eyes. Rumors of her began to spread across Africa and eventually the outer world. There are many strang things on Earth, and she wasn't causing anyone any harm. Infact, harvests were more bountiful, plagues were banished, and injuries cured.

Nyoto left her home village and began to travel. This was the beginning of the end for her freedom. She saw companies pillaging the landscape. Jungles poisoned by oil forced from the Earth, many people suffering from conditions forced on them by others. The more she learned, the more revolted she began. At first she protested peaceably, but her words went unheard as private military forces fired upon this strange monster from the jungle.

Nyoto's sorrow turned to frustration, and her frustration boiled over into wrath. One fateful day she wrought a horrible vengeance upon those who exploited the Earth. Animals rose up and tore the throats out of humans, plagues of insects consumed food, water became undrinkable. Nyoto herself suffocated, choked, and crushed those who had dismissed her earlier. She went from the outskirts and into the inner cities, levelling buildings and doing billions worth of damage to infrastructure. While she didn't purposefully kill any civilians, many died in the collateral damage, and many many more were made homeless, injured, or displaced. Seemingly taken by a bout of madness she travelled up north, from city to city.

A force of humanity responded to her violence and managed to bring her spree to an end, using a combination of supernatural abilities, technology, and good old fashioned manpower and co-ordination. She was poisoned, subdued, and then captured. Nyoto was despondant afterwards and didn't resist after she had time to reflect on her actions.

Skills, Talents and Learning: She is good at playing the drums, speaking Swahili and English, the harp, and guitar-like instruments. She knows all of the plants and all of the animals, though not by their scientific name.

Power(s) and Capabilities:

Ambient Affector: When in a good mood and in an area for prolonged periods of time, an extremely large area around her experiences better weather, livelier crops, and healthier human and animal populaces.

Communicate with Animals: Animals listen to her and reflect her mood, and she can learn information from them as well.

Induce Growth: With focus, she can concentrate and rapidly expand upon plant life to dangerous extents. From entangling vines to poisonous mushroom spores, to highly effective antidotes and medicines.

Command Plants: She can give commands to plants, and evaluate their 'mood' and 'personality'.

Vine Structure: She can extend her limbs and change her body shape. She is resistant to blunt damage and regenerates wounds. Her vines can be absolutely crushing, or she can simply smack people around with them. By pulling herself around with her limbs, she can be deceptively fast and agile. Nyoto also does not seem to age.

Star Child: She can see perfectly in the dark, and knows her geographical location at all times.

Slow Growth: All of her abilities very, very slowly expand in power the longer she is free to roam and interact with nature.

Power Limits:

Concrete Jungle: Her powers reduce in effectiveness the longer she is cut off from nature and is in the man-made world.

Water and Nutrients: Her powers are weakened if she doesn't have access to water or fresh soil. If deprived of water in particular for long enough, she'll die.

Known Vulnerabilities: Vulnerable to fire, pesticides, and slicing damage.

Motives: If Nyoto escaped, she would flee to the wilderness and potentially not come into contact with humanity again for a long time. Nyoto is also confused about her actions, she feels very guilty about them but also knows that the transgessions that were being committed could not stand. Nyoto understand why she is here, but also desperately wants to be free so she can live the life she thinks she was meant to have.

Level: To be determined.

Recommended Containment Procedures: A water drip in her cell to prevent her from dying, but not enough to bolster her abilities. The cell is to be airtight, made entirely of concrete and cleaned regularly to prevent build up of mold, insects, and bacteria. In order to accomodate this, Nyoto has two cells that she is made to alternate between once a week. No sunlight. A compost bin can be delivered to her once a month to improve her mood, and other amenities will keep her happy and compliant. If starved of niceties for too long she may become mischevious, rebellious, or throw a tantrum.

Notes: Overall a good prisoner, though not the easiest to contain. She's nice to most everyone, and has several ideas for "extra-curricular clubs and activites", such as starting a prison band, a sewing club, or a movie club.