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Lilith: A Fallout RP

I thought I saw two ghouls in the works. Just realized that neither made it.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

Code Blue

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Medic

Personal Stats

Age and Date of Birth: 207 years, Built sometime 2077
Gender: Genderless (For the sake of writing is male)
Species: Mister Gutsy
Profession: Works in the NCR military front line medical team

Psychological History

Motivations and Outlook (Personality):

Has a split personality. One is understanding and willing to help others. Believes that he is completely incapable of doing harm to living creatures. Is willing to listen to others. He is fascinated with biological material and works meticulously to provide as much care as possible given any circumstance. He speaks soothingly and to the point while also trying to calm the patient if they are in pain or duress. Will react to curt attitude the same until he can get to a point where the party he is treating or speaking to listens and lets him do his job.
If he should become aggressive, then he becomes blunt, rude, and dismissive of others, and their thoughts. He will still work towards the contracted goal, but will not care about how the job gets done. Other people are there to either get out of his way or become targets.

Passive voice is a calm male voice with British accent, aggressive voice is drill instructor.

Backstory:

Deployed in Alaska, the specially designed Mister Gutsy medical unit from General Atomics worked back within trenches to keep the soldiers alive. Armed with enough stimpaks to wane off the superficial wounds, Benning worked hard with his unit to push the communists back out of Anchorage. Though he was incapable of participating in the fighting itself, his expert medical care insured that his battalion was in tip fighting condition as they fought with the new power armored soldiers. The fighting was grueling, but eventually, the United States claimed victory, and Anchorage was liberated. For the months that followed, Benning would be returned to California working within their hospitals until the order came to move the units up to join in the front line against China. However, before even leaving the base, the first nuclear warheads were dropped.

For decades, Benning was stuck within several other units in an inoperable shipping vessel in a collapsed hanger. It wasn’t until several settlers dug through the rubble looking for spare parts for their own collection of robots, they found the shuttle. With only a few of the units still operational, the settlers collected them including Benning and scrapped the rest for their parts. This caravan of settlers was hauling whatever resources they could find back to their town to help build it up. They had a wagon pulled by defunct sentry bot.

At first, they were glad to find some military units, but soon discovered that of all the Mister Gutsys that were there, the only ones that worked seemed incapable of doing anything other than float. Benning, without orders, was no different simply floating there with no ability to do anything else. He couldn’t speak as well, a protocol wanting him to attack unauthorized personnel competed with programming that prevented him from doing any harm at all. Unfortunately, the settlers were unaware that this batch of machines were of a medical variety.

In an attempt to figure out how to activate the Mister Gutsy’s combat programming, one of the settlers, named Joseph Honor, hooked up Benning to a terminal and dug around the files he had access to. Having only a basic understanding of robotic programming, he opted to install the combat data from one of destroyed Mister Gutsys they had collected earlier. Not having a clue how to properly do such an installation, the programming that was finalized was a mishmash of conflicting robot operating systems. For the time being, that removed Benning’s urge to attack the unauthorized civilians, and gave him back use of his body, letting him speak, and inform the settlers of his purpose as a medic.

All was not well, internally though. The Mister Gutsy personality matrix was transferred over as well, attempting to find a route to gain control of the new body. Though Benning knew it was there, an internal conflict between competing processes left him in control for the time being. It took some doing, but eventually both systems settled into the various drivers where it was possible for either personality to take over. While each personality matrix is aware of the other, they do not have any memories when the other is in control.

Benning started to join the settlers as they continued scavenging for parts and materials at the request of Joseph. While he was not in charge by any means for the town, he had a good reputation among the people for his charismatic attitude and scavenging prowess. Benning did not mind this. With the US as it was, he saw this as a means for society to rebuild. He became a very handy tool mending to their wounds as they inevitably ran into dangerous rad creatures or rogue robots.

The place where they found Benning was filled with old military tech, most of which was out of commission. As a result of going back repeatedly, they grabbed the attention of a raider settlement farther down the road. During one of the trips to collect more parts and resources, the raiders attacked the wagon. Familiar with how many people usually went on these trips, the raiders were able to gain the upper hand. Benning did his most to provide first aid but one too many shots to his metal frame threw him to the ground. When he rebooted, his eyes focused on the battle in front of him and he primed the previously useless plasma emitter attached to his arm for the first time. Benning had started to partake in the battle, something the scavengers’ thought was impossible based on Benning’s explanation of his systems. With a completely different personality than anyone who knew him capable of he started to help turn to tide of the fire fight. It was not a clean victory. Of the seven people who went on the trip, only two had survived. Joseph and Benning. Dropping his gun, Joseph stood up and thanked Benning. However, Benning no longer recognized Joseph, and at that moment turned and shot him dead.

Since then, Benning had taken control of himself, and had worked to incorporate the new personality matrix into one, but it has been slow going. He copes by blaming the raiders for Joseph’s death. His more aggressive personality has been less trigger happy against allies, but the process has been slow. Not wanting to cause further pain to the scavenger town, Benning made his was east and found himself in Nevada, serving in the NCR where at least they can stop him from turning on his allies again.

For the most part, Benning had been successful in suppressing the brute personality program, learning from the less restrictive programs it had compared to his own, but the unorthodox means of installation meant he had no clue how to fully incorporate it since it was also trying to do the same. He had grown a reputation of fits of uncontrollable violence. While he has yet to shoot any allies, he had come close enough times to be considered dangerous. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who is asked, there have been enough episodes for the NCR to realize it was triggered during fire fights where he had been taking a brunt of the assault, usually running to rescue a downed soldier.

ON one hand, the people saved praised Benning, on the other, those who saw him lose himself feared that based on how he went into combat, would eventually kill one of their colleagues. The decision was to keep Benning where he was. At least, if he were to lose himself again, it would be against an enemy. Benning understood the order. At least he could be useful, but he disliked that he was defined by a personality matrix he didn't even want, rather than his skills as a medical professional. After a few years of this, when Benning heard about a follower of the apocalypse building a team to seek a treasure trove that could be revolutionary in the field of medicine within a nuclear wasteland, he decided to volunteer his services. Maybe then while his altered self could prove useful, he had hoped his medical knowledge would be of more benefit.

Flaws:

He is a loud machine.
Split personality. Change occurs when pressured enough, hit hard enough, or emotionally shuts down.
When passive:
- Is seemingly incapable of harming another living being even if hostile
- Current medical knowledge does not extend to anything other than human.
- Whether treatment would work on Ghouls or mutants depends on the subject
When aggressive:
- Will rarely listen to commands or suggestions given to him from allies
- Will not concern himself with the wellbeing of allies within crossfire.
- Will not administer medical aid even out of combat.

Relationships and Reputation:

Bot Scavengers: Has a good relationship with them, but since he did not return after the massacre, he is presumed to have died along with them, or was stolen by the raiders.

Joseph Honor (deceased): Benning’s only friend.

NCR: Depending on the person you talk to, he is either a godsend, or a ticking bomb. It’s evident by putting in the front with the other campaigns that some of the military leaderships don’t think him safe for regular civilian use. As the NCR expands, Benning is put with the lead in order to tend to the wounded as well as become a last resort soldier in case of the worst, since at least then they can direct him towards their enemy.

Raiders: He is an enemy. As they don’t know the odd complicated network that is Benning’s programming, the ones that linger around that area of California consider him a threat to their raiding operations.

The followers of the Apocalypse: Has had no real interaction with them but is aware of their presence within the NCR. While the politicians attempt to paint them in a bad light, Benning has been aware of their actions for a while enough to form an opinion that they don’t mean harm. Even if their plans were nefarious in nature, teaching and providing medical aid is an admirable goal. He doesn’t think them different than the NCR in some regard, and considers them two cards within the same deck.

Opinions on Team: (To be filled out whenever you feel like your character has enough information on fellow player characters.)

Skills and Equipment

Skills:
Has long range of vision, with few blind spots.
Immune to radiation and poison
Is capable of basic self-repair, standard to the GA Mister line.

When passive:
- Has predownloaded and installed an encyclopedia’s worth of medical knowledge, as relevant in 2077.
- Can apply first aid at a fast pace
- Is capable of light invasive surgery
- Is capable of more complex surgery, but success rates decline.
When Aggressive:
- Is pretty accurate with his shots, having a steady aim
- Is fast to change targets.
- Aims for vital points and vulnerabilities consistently

Weapons:
- Primary: Plasma emitter
- Secondary: Flamethrower
- Melee: Sawblade

Armor/Clothes:
Lightweight ballistic resistant metal plating. What paint remains is white with some US military insignia.
Oversized lab coat, with the side eye-stalks slipped through the arm holes. The bottom of the coat is a little charred from his thruster.

Personal belongings:
installed surgical tools

Misc:
He has an emergency/critical self-destruct

Lilith: A Fallout RP

@Randomness

I like it, but what I would like to see is a reason for Benning joining the expedition. Either in his personality or backstory.

@Su

Aight, I edited the character sheet adding a couple paragraphs at the end of the background.

Lilith: A Fallout RP

My Fallout knowledge may be a little rusty, but I'm willing to give this a shot.

Code Blue

Benning “Code Blue” Honor

Medic

Personal Stats

Age and Date of Birth: 207 years, Built sometime 2077
Gender: Genderless (For the sake of writing is male)
Species: Mister Gutsy
Profession: Works in the NCR military front line medical team

Psychological History

Motivations and Outlook (Personality):

Has a split personality. One is understanding and willing to help others. Believes that he is completely incapable of doing harm to living creatures. Is willing to listen to others. He is fascinated with biological material and works meticulously to provide as much care as possible given any circumstance. He speaks soothingly and to the point while also trying to calm the patient if they are in pain or duress. Will react to curt attitude the same until he can get to a point where the party he is treating or speaking to listens and lets him do his job.
If he should become aggressive, then he becomes blunt, rude, and dismissive of others, and their thoughts. He will still work towards the contracted goal, but will not care about how the job gets done. Other people are there to either get out of his way or become targets.

Passive voice is a calm male voice with British accent, aggressive voice is drill instructor.

Backstory:

Deployed in Alaska, the specially designed Mister Gutsy medical unit from General Atomics worked back within trenches to keep the soldiers alive. Armed with enough stimpaks to wane off the superficial wounds, Benning worked hard with his unit to push the communists back out of Anchorage. Though he was incapable of participating in the fighting itself, his expert medical care insured that his battalion was in tip fighting condition as they fought with the new power armored soldiers. The fighting was grueling, but eventually, the United States claimed victory, and Anchorage was liberated. For the months that followed, Benning would be returned to California working within their hospitals until the order came to move the units up to join in the front line against China. However, before even leaving the base, the first nuclear warheads were dropped.

For decades, Benning was stuck within several other units in an inoperable shipping vessel in a collapsed hanger. It wasn’t until several settlers dug through the rubble looking for spare parts for their own collection of robots, they found the shuttle. With only a few of the units still operational, the settlers collected them including Benning and scrapped the rest for their parts. This caravan of settlers was hauling whatever resources they could find back to their town to help build it up. They had a wagon pulled by defunct sentry bot.

At first, they were glad to find some military units, but soon discovered that of all the Mister Gutsys that were there, the only ones that worked seemed incapable of doing anything other than float. Benning, without orders, was no different simply floating there with no ability to do anything else. He couldn’t speak as well, a protocol wanting him to attack unauthorized personnel competed with programming that prevented him from doing any harm at all. Unfortunately, the settlers were unaware that this batch of machines were of a medical variety.

In an attempt to figure out how to activate the Mister Gutsy’s combat programming, one of the settlers, named Joseph Honor, hooked up Benning to a terminal and dug around the files he had access to. Having only a basic understanding of robotic programming, he opted to install the combat data from one of destroyed Mister Gutsys they had collected earlier. Not having a clue how to properly do such an installation, the programming that was finalized was a mishmash of conflicting robot operating systems. For the time being, that removed Benning’s urge to attack the unauthorized civilians, and gave him back use of his body, letting him speak, and inform the settlers of his purpose as a medic.

All was not well, internally though. The Mister Gutsy personality matrix was transferred over as well, attempting to find a route to gain control of the new body. Though Benning knew it was there, an internal conflict between competing processes left him in control for the time being. It took some doing, but eventually both systems settled into the various drivers where it was possible for either personality to take over. While each personality matrix is aware of the other, they do not have any memories when the other is in control.

Benning started to join the settlers as they continued scavenging for parts and materials at the request of Joseph. While he was not in charge by any means for the town, he had a good reputation among the people for his charismatic attitude and scavenging prowess. Benning did not mind this. With the US as it was, he saw this as a means for society to rebuild. He became a very handy tool mending to their wounds as they inevitably ran into dangerous rad creatures or rogue robots.

The place where they found Benning was filled with old military tech, most of which was out of commission. As a result of going back repeatedly, they grabbed the attention of a raider settlement farther down the road. During one of the trips to collect more parts and resources, the raiders attacked the wagon. Familiar with how many people usually went on these trips, the raiders were able to gain the upper hand. Benning did his most to provide first aid but one too many shots to his metal frame threw him to the ground. When he rebooted, his eyes focused on the battle in front of him and he primed the previously useless plasma emitter attached to his arm for the first time. Benning had started to partake in the battle, something the scavengers’ thought was impossible based on Benning’s explanation of his systems. With a completely different personality than anyone who knew him capable of he started to help turn to tide of the fire fight. It was not a clean victory. Of the seven people who went on the trip, only two had survived. Joseph and Benning. Dropping his gun, Joseph stood up and thanked Benning. However, Benning no longer recognized Joseph, and at that moment turned and shot him dead.

Since then, Benning had taken control of himself, and had worked to incorporate the new personality matrix into one, but it has been slow going. He copes by blaming the raiders for Joseph’s death. His more aggressive personality has been less trigger happy against allies, but the process has been slow. Not wanting to cause further pain to the scavenger town, Benning made his was east and found himself in Nevada, serving in the NCR where at least they can stop him from turning on his allies again.

For the most part, Benning had been successful in suppressing the brute personality program, learning from the less restrictive programs it had compared to his own, but the unorthodox means of installation meant he had no clue how to fully incorporate it since it was also trying to do the same. He had grown a reputation of fits of uncontrollable violence. While he has yet to shoot any allies, he had come close enough times to be considered dangerous. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who is asked, there have been enough episodes for the NCR to realize it was triggered during fire fights where he had been taking a brunt of the assault, usually running to rescue a downed soldier.

ON one hand, the people saved praised Benning, on the other, those who saw him lose himself feared that based on how he went into combat, would eventually kill one of their colleagues. The decision was to keep Benning where he was. At least, if he were to lose himself again, it would be against an enemy. Benning understood the order. At least he could be useful, but he disliked that he was defined by a personality matrix he didn't even want, rather than his skills as a medical professional. After a few years of this, when Benning heard about a follower of the apocalypse building a team to seek a treasure trove that could be revolutionary in the field of medicine within a nuclear wasteland, he decided to volunteer his services. Maybe then while his altered self could prove useful, he had hoped his medical knowledge would be of more benefit.

Flaws:

He is a loud machine.
Split personality. Change occurs when pressured enough, hit hard enough, or emotionally shuts down.
When passive:
- Is seemingly incapable of harming another living being even if hostile
- Current medical knowledge does not extend to anything other than human.
- Whether treatment would work on Ghouls or mutants depends on the subject
When aggressive:
- Will rarely listen to commands or suggestions given to him from allies
- Will not concern himself with the wellbeing of allies within crossfire.
- Will not administer medical aid even out of combat.

Relationships and Reputation:

Bot Scavengers: Has a good relationship with them, but since he did not return after the massacre, he is presumed to have died along with them, or was stolen by the raiders.

Joseph Honor (deceased): Benning’s only friend.

NCR: Depending on the person you talk to, he is either a godsend, or a ticking bomb. It’s evident by putting in the front with the other campaigns that some of the military leaderships don’t think him safe for regular civilian use. As the NCR expands, Benning is put with the lead in order to tend to the wounded as well as become a last resort soldier in case of the worst, since at least then they can direct him towards their enemy.

Raiders: He is an enemy. As they don’t know the odd complicated network that is Benning’s programming, the ones that linger around that area of California consider him a threat to their raiding operations.

The followers of the Apocalypse: Has had no real interaction with them but is aware of their presence within the NCR. While the politicians attempt to paint them in a bad light, Benning has been aware of their actions for a while enough to form an opinion that they don’t mean harm. Even if their plans were nefarious in nature, teaching and providing medical aid is an admirable goal. He doesn’t think them different than the NCR in some regard, and considers them two cards within the same deck.

Opinions on Team: (To be filled out whenever you feel like your character has enough information on fellow player characters.)

Skills and Equipment

Skills:
Has long range of vision, with few blind spots.
Immune to radiation and poison
Is capable of basic self-repair, standard to the GA Mister line.

When passive:
- Has predownloaded and installed an encyclopedia’s worth of medical knowledge, as relevant in 2077.
- Can apply first aid at a fast pace
- Is capable of light invasive surgery
- Is capable of more complex surgery, but success rates decline.
When Aggressive:
- Is pretty accurate with his shots, having a steady aim
- Is fast to change targets.
- Aims for vital points and vulnerabilities consistently

Weapons:
- Primary: Plasma emitter
- Secondary: Flamethrower
- Melee: Sawblade

Armor/Clothes:
Lightweight ballistic resistant metal plating. What paint remains is white with some US military insignia.
Oversized lab coat, with the side eye-stalks slipped through the arm holes. The bottom of the coat is a little charred from his thruster.

Personal belongings:
installed surgical tools

Misc:
He has an emergency/critical self-destruct

Pokémon: New Horizons

Sucks I didn't make the cut. I wish you all the best, and hope the adventure reaches its highest peak.

Pokémon: New Horizons

Adrian Jules, Pokémon Rehabilitation

Adrian Jules

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Name: Adrian Jules

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Home Region: Sinnoh

Appearance:

Adrian is on the taller side at about 6’4”, and while he is average in terms of fitness, he has a high level of stamina and endurance. He has brown eyes and black hair. His hair is longer than short, but not long enough to get into his eyes. He does not have any tattoos or jewelry.

He does not pay attention to whether his clothes match or not. However, he has a similar style. He often wears pants and a jacket or hoodie regardless of the weather. He doesn’t have a least favorite color and tends to have clothes of a colorful variety. He only looks for comfort and function, so most of his pants and jackets have pockets and durable stitching. He usually wears steel toe work shoes.

He carries around a shoulder back, like a postal bag, to hold his items. He also has a couple sketch books and pens, though he himself admits he is not a good artist. He also carries snacks in there. The back itself is navy blue with several patches sewn on either for design or to fix tears. The back looks beat up, but is still holding strong.

Personality:

He is a mostly quiet person, who isn’t one for interacting with people unless he has to. He isn’t against interaction, but his interests lie more with Pokémon than people. Often times, he will rather spend his time with pokemon, giving them more attention. While mostly unassuming when interacting with others, when it comes to pokemon, he will gush over them. Despite not being a researcher, nor planning on becoming a researcher, he knows a bit about pokemon and is not afraid to share this information. He judges people by the health and contentment of their pokemon.

He loves raising pokemon and works to rehabilitate them for the wild. To that end, if a pokemon is in danger where it cannot protect itself, Adrian won’t hesitate to jump in and help it out even at the cost of his own safety. He also likes to cook, and while his cuisine is more tailored to pokemon, he is a decent cook for people who usually care for them.

Center of the Universe

Name: Thea
Species: Vespiquen
Gender: Female
Ability: Pressure
Moves:
1. Attack Order
2. Defend Order
3. Heal Order
4. Sweet Scent
5. Air Slash
6. Power Gem

Pragmatic Protector

Name: Taro
Species: Bronzor
Gender: Genderless
Ability: Levitate
Moves:
1. Hypnosis
2. Protect
3. Extrasensory
4. Flash Cannon
5. Reflect
6. Light Screen

Pokémon: New Horizons [Interest Check // NOT Searching]

I'm interested. I thoroughly enjoy Pokémon, but was hesitant to join one of the preexisting RPs.

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

Subject: FP-2001-CA

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction: @Nyxira, @BCTheEntity

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The younger looking of the two ducked behind the other. Colette let out a small apology as he poked back out and explained that he didn’t have any idea of what was going on. The older man more or less was in the same situation. The two of them confirmed what Colette already knew, which was nothing.

Despite it not being anyone’s fault, she still let her mouth relax into a soft frown. After years of strict schedule keeping and immaculate upkeep of the facility, its staff, and the people they held contained, it was very unsettling that everything went dark seemingly overnight. How was it that she slept through the probably dozens of footsteps of the other captives leaving through the halls, but woke to these two talking? It didn’t matter now. But the older of the two gentlemen brought up a good point.

“Oui. Je suis d'accord.” Colette collected herself and stood up straight. She put her hands together in a soft clap. “That must be where everyone went. C'est une bonne idée. Someone there must know what is happening.” Besides finding someone else who might know what was going on, Colette was also starting to feel hungry. Some food would do some good and hopefully bring some certainty to the confusion. Normally, that is where many of them would have been corralled to anyway. At the very least, there weren’t many ways they could wander. If she remembered right, the cafeteria would be at the end of the hall where the other wards met nearby.

“Oui.” Colette confirmed with the new comer as she decided to start walking that way. Despite the hall being bathed in red light, there was a small sense of normalcy at the moment. Wanting to break up the short silence, she spoke up once again.

“By the way. My name is Colette. I think that would be easier to remember than a number. I don’t think I ever got either of your names. May I ask what they are?” Colette turned her head to face the others. Colette could not help that making as many friends as they could in this situation would be a good decision moving forward. She was still uncertain of what was to come.

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

Subject: FP-2001-CA

Last Recorded Location: Purple Ward

Last Recorded Interaction: @Nyxira, @BCTheEntity

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The air was unmoving and the room was a bit warmer than usual, but that didn’t really affect Colette as her eyes remained closed. Her head was tilted on the pillow, her chest rising and falling in slow rhythm. She had spent several hours the night before typing away on the computer, working on another short story the world would never see. It was easy for Colette to get lost in the worlds of her imagination. On occasion this had made waking up in the mornings difficult, but Colette long ago stopped caring about a strict schedule. The facility told her when various activities took place, and so she no longer kept her own schedule like she had before in captivity. She wasn’t lazy, but she had become accustomed to the overhead alarms every morning.

This morning, however, the pitiful noise that came from the speaker was not enough to get Colette to stir. For the first time, she was able to sleep in even though it was not her intention. Her eyes fluttered open as the still air was disturbed by noises coming from outside. Unlike the heavy strides of the guards, it was quiet conversation. Colette sat up in her bed, pushing the heavy weighted blanket off her torso. She rubbed her eyes and finally took notice of the red light illuminating her room. She looked about from her desk, where the computer lay powered down, to the shelf with the fake planets and completed 3D puzzles. Everything was basked in a dim red light.

“Ce n'est pas bon.” Colette swung her self over the edge of the bed and put on her shoes before doing a quick half skip to the door. She placed her hand against it, ready to try and open it. She stopped herself and looked around the room once again. The camera caught her eye as it pointed towards the ground, powerless. She tried the door, and surprisingly it opened with no effort. Pressing her head against the ajar door, she tried to see who was speaking out in the hall. It was hard to see who specifically, but she did see two figures a little way down. They didn’t look like guards, one appeared to be wearing a hoodie. Perhaps they would know what was going on.

Colette was a little hesitant to leave her room. Even though it was years ago, she remembered what happened the last time she tried to escape. She was mostly unharmed, but the facility was not nice about it. She wasn’t trying to escape this time per se, but perhaps it would be an opportunity. With a quick breath Colette opened the door completely and stepped out into the hall. It was long reaching a fair distance on either side. From what she could see, many of the doors to her neighbors were open. Colette knew some of them, so perhaps they took the opportunity to escape before she even woke up. In any event, Colette and the two figures down the hall had missed the initial exodus.

Colette walked down the hall until she was able to get a clearer view of the two figures speaking. She recognized one of them, at least from the few time’s she saw him in the common areas. He made it no secret that he wanted to leave and while Colette thought his outbursts weren’t helping his case, she sympathized with him. She never got his name, since the few times she’s seen him, she tried to avoid him. The other, the one in the hoodie, Colette did not recognize. He seemed a bit dazed, but was standing just fine. It never occurred to her to request a different set of clothes. The grey uniform is all she was handed. When she approached, she only caught the tail end of their conversation. It seemed like neither of them knew what was going on either.

“Excusez-moi. Excuse me.” Colette said as she walked up to the others. “I think I missed the emergency. Where did everyone go?” She knew that neither person would likely know any of the circumstances that brought them to where they are, but at least now they also knew how clueless she was.

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

FP-2001-CA, Colette Ables

Full Name:
Colette Ables

Age:
31 Years

ID Number:
FP-2001-CA

Nationality:
French

Appearance:
FP-2001-CA is a white female. She measures in at a height of 5 feet 8 inches tall and at a weight of 121 pounds. Hair color is dark brown. Hair length reaches center back when straight. Preferred hair style seems to be braids. Eye color is green. Subject is a normally developed female in her early thirties with no out of the ordinary traits, artificial implants, or tattoos. She has a pair of gold stud ear piercings. FP-2001-CA is dressed in assigned female attire.

Background:
Subject FP-2001-CA was born on May 14, [VOID] located in Marseille, France. Subject is an only child, the outcome from an affair that occurred between a single woman and a wealthy business man from the United States on an overseas trip.

Subject moved to the United States to attend university after having failed the Baccalauréat in her final year in France. Subject was married to [VOID] Ables during her final year at university. All relevant family was informed that the subject’s disappearance was due to death in a car fire.

Subject’s anomalous powers became known shortly after her graduation. The subject was accosted on her route home, and was inexplicably found within a locked kitchen storeroom. Facility B personnel responded to potential anomaly.

Powers:
Subject FP-2001-CA is capable of creating portals that allow passage through solid objects. These portals act like a door from one side of a solid object to the other. The exit point is directly opposite from wherever the subject is projecting the portal. The diameter of the portal can range anywhere from one to five feet. When attempting to open a portal on any object with a surface area of less than one foot, the portal collapses on itself and releases a harmless pressure wave. All objects in which a portal was manifest remain intact once the portal closes as if it was never there. The portal always manifests as a perfect circle.

There does not appear to be a limit as to how thick an object or surface can be when creating the portal. However, distance and density do seem to have an affect on the subject’s mental and physical fortitude when casting. Should the distance be too far in between entry points, the subject can exhaust herself to the point of unconsciousness. Should the subject become incapacitated at any time while maintaining a portal, it will close. So far, the thinnest material a portal was able to manifest was a sheet of industry poster paper. Subject does not need to make contact with a surface in order to open a portal, however she needs to be in close proximity. The portal wanes starting at around fourteen feet from the opening, and closing completely at sixteen feet. Finally, the subject is only capable of opening one portal at a time.

The structure of the solid object has some influence on whether a portal can be created upon it. Woven materials can support a portal. However, should the weaves unravel, or be loosely woven the portal will collapse releasing a harmless pressure wave. This does not matter should there be a stable surface for the portal to manifest on either side. The interior of the object can be a filled with air pockets or be a tank of water as long as it is structurally solid enough to considered one piece. This includes lose sheets of metal stacked on top of each other. However, should space between the solids exist and their separation is distinguished enough to be considered two separate pieces, then a portal will only travel through one layer. This can be achieved by use little contact between pieces as possible. A portal was incapable of passing through two sheets of metal with only a one-inch gap between them, fastened with brackets at the corners. Lastly, regardless of any corners, angles, or roughness of the material, a portal will be able to manifest with the geometric area of a perfect circle.

Subject FP-2001-CA is capable of creating two distinct portals. The first allows one to simply look through it like a window. Matter of any sort is incapable of passing through these. Window portals allow the subject to create them through thicker material will less mental and physical strain. These portals are distinct by a blue haze that overlaps the opening. These are known as haze portals.
The second portal allows the complete passage of any and all matter put through. Normal atmosphere balance will take place should the air pressure be different between the two locations. With the exception of gaseous and most liquids, solids that pass through the portals put strain on the subject’s mental and physical fortitude. While less than that of opening the portal, prolonged strain can cause the portal to close prematurely. Exact dimension and density limits are unknown. Should the portal collapse as an object is passing through it will be cleanly cut at the point of insertion. The incision will be extremely hot to the touch. These are known as full portals.

If the exit portal is open upon an uneven, or distorted surface, objects that pass through it shall also become distorted as well. However, this distortion is only temporary and the object will return to its normal shape as it exits with no lasting damage. The exception is when a living organism passes through the portal. The distortion can cause varying levels of pain upon passing through even though no lasting physical harm or trauma is inflicted. As long as both ends of the portal are on relatively flat surfaces, then the passage of living organisms is harmless. The subject herself is also capable of passing through her own portals.

Privileges
- Writing desk
- Rolling writing chair with back support
- Keyboard and monitor with advanced word processor (Internet disabled)
- Weighted blanket
- Bookshelf with a variety of fiction and nonfiction books.
- Bedside table
- Bedside lamp
- 5000+ piece puzzle collection, including 3D puzzle structures
- Shelving unit
- Fake potted planters

Researcher Notes:
NOTE: Subject has a peanut allergy

Subject was initially cooperative, but has become less so as she became aware of her permanent residence. Several escape attempts have been made now she is more aware of her power. Since then, she has resigned herself to her fate, and is civil with us most of the time. She has requested various amenities that have been granting as civility continues. Mostly cooperative with tests, and has not attempted another escape since.
- Researcher Boyle

Subject is mostly kind and willing to cooperate despite her desire to leave being expressed. She has requested on multiple occasions that she wants to speak with her husband, but these have been denied.
- Researcher Matthew