[COLOR=SLATEGRAY][CENTER][sup][h1][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/iM9afjD.gif[/img][/center][b][center][color=black] ａｍｍａ . ｃａｈｏｒｓ
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[color=978184]ａｍｍａ . ｃａｈｏｒｓ
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[/b][/h1][/sup][/CENTER][table][row][sup][h1][color=2c2c2c][b]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/b][CENTER][color=silver][sub][sub][sup][i]"You're going to have a bad time."[/i][/sup][/sub][/sub][/color][/CENTER][right][b]▅▅▅▅▅[/b][/right][/color][/h1][/sup][/row][row][cell][center][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/color]
[color=978184]C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/color] [/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/FbPgJCV.jpeg[/img][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y[/color]
[color=978184]C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[sub][COLOR=darkgray]Amma Fien Cahors.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]December 2[sup]nd[/sup], 2005.[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]23[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]French/Caucasian.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Single[/COLOR]  [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Female[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Pansexual[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Rouen[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]France[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Europe[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Gulo[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Team 21 - Blackjack[/COLOR][/sub]
[sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   S T A T S[/color]
[color=978184]C H A R A C T E R   S T A T S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup][/center][INDENT][INDENT][sub][COLOR=gray][COLOR=978184]◼   [b]B U I L D[/b]				||[/COLOR]   [i]Slim[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]H A I R   C O L O U R[/b]	||[/COLOR]   [i]Black[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]E Y E   C O L O U R[/b]		||[/COLOR]   [i]Blue[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]H E I G H T[/b]			||[/COLOR]  [i]167 cm[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]W E I G H T[/b]			||[/COLOR]   [i]55 kg[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]S C A R S [/b]			||[/COLOR]   [i]peculiar clusters located on her thighs, fingers, and lower back.[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]T A T T O O S[/b]			||[/COLOR]   [i]expansive murals of snakes and birds; mammal skulls, shadowed out profiles, and miscellaneous practice flashes from various artists. most noticeable is the scrawl of unique penmanship on her throat; spelling out a name.[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]P I E R C I N G S[/b]		||[/COLOR]   [i]lobes marked by dainty studs, and her septum pierced with a loop of gold.[/i]
[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]O T H E R[/b]				||[/COLOR]   [i]n/a.[/i][/color][/SUB][/INDENT][/INDENT][/cell][cell][INDENT][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   C O N C E P T[/color]
[color=978184]C H A R A C T E R   C O N C E P T[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup]
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The powerful thrive in a world of the damned, souls begone and forlorn of struggles and differences. Amma is the advocate for the depraved and the unhinged; she is rage, she is pain, she is the unexpected and the always desired. A glutton of the insatiable and the harbinger of the unknown and misunderstood. Sensuous in her debut of pallid skin and striking eyes with a temperament that begets cruel assumptions from the herald of power quaking through her mortal countenance. Lips pouted on feral smiles of gleaming bone and manic laughter as she stands before the maker -- [i]as she was held before her mother with fissures of silver and red tearing through bones and flesh. Weeping eyes and screams of wood splintering through the sphere of chaos that rent asunder gothic spires and forced eyes heavenward in prayer.[/i]

Charlotte Cahors adored her daughter, once, as an only child born out of wedlock, a gift from the man that came and went on whispered promises of matrimony. These would never come to pass, the man a mystery of shadow in memoriam and spoken of fondly if not wistfully from the loss of meant-to-bes. Amma worshipped her, for she was god in the eyes of her youth. Even when those eyes turned brighter, [i]and brighter, and brighter[/i], when serpentines coils of [i]something[/i] broke across cherub bearings and dainty hands. Charlotte Cahors only held onto her all the more. And if she held on a little too tightly and a little too harshly, Amma never said.
She was afraid, alone, as memory and broadcasts of persecution and ruin sired the desperations to hide what Amma was undoubtedly turning into - what she was becoming.

[i]The world is never fair for the different, for the misunderstood. For simply being not-as-we-should.[/i]

Complexity wrought hell through a mind caged, a resentment that festered for simply being what life had christened as otherworldly. A multifaceted creature that grew under critical scrutiny from forces unseen. The world was enthralled to wherever she stood, manipulated by a flicker of a lash, to the shuddering breath, to the clenched fist that scored crescent smiles into her palms. Amma struggled within and without, until the Alexandria Foundation came to collect on the tears of her mother -- [i]"Forgive me, dove. They said you had to go; they said they could help you!"[/i] There was fear laden there, a sorrowful circumstance that saw creator turned against the beloved creation. Amma felt the sting of betrayal with stoic malice as the doors to the Institute yielded to the force that was she.

She was only ten years old.

A year ago, through a long negotiation trial courtesy of H.E.L.P, Amma was penned for a transfer from the Institute to P.R.C.U. Utterances and speculation gather that she just wasn't [i]fitting in[/i]; a waspish woman, vain incarnate and struck with hubris. Amma heralded to the concept of the individual rather than the place as a whole -- it was just fine. Better. 

Because who else could she trust, for the world was meant for such selfish creatures.
[/indent][/COLOR][/cell][/row][/table][table][row][sup][h3][color=2c2c2c][b]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/b][CENTER][/CENTER][right][b]▅▅▅▅▅[/b][/right][/color][/h3][/sup][/row][row][cell][INDENT][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] A B I L I T I E S,   L I M I T A T I O N S,   &   W E A K N E S S E S[/color]
[color=978184]A B I L I T I E S,   L I M I T A T I O N S,   &   W E A K N E S S E S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup]
[COLOR=GRAY][INDENT][sub][b][color=978184]   H Y P E R H U M A N   A B I L I T Y   ||    Destructive Force Manipulation[/color][/b][/sub]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][b]PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]		||   [COLOR=DARKGRAY]Exoteric[/COLOR][/SUB]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][b]SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]	||   [COLOR=DARKGRAY]Fundamental[/COLOR][/SUB]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][b]POWER SCALE[/b]					||   [COLOR=DARKGRAY]TBD[/COLOR][/SUB]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][b]THREAT CLASSIFICATION[/b]		||   [COLOR=DARKGRAY]TBD[/COLOR][/SUB]

[INDENT]She would dub it pure chaos, the manifestation of what the world needed, for why else would it allowed to be so.

Amma can shape and manipulate HZE ions, gather them to her person liken to a selfish lover, and in result induce destructive forces: erasing the existence of anything, controlling how something might be destroyed, nullify certain materials and objects - perfect nihilism, she would say. This is achieved sometimes by accelerating HZEs surrounding a target, causing molecules to be ripped apart to the degree of an explosion. Other instances produce a slow decay, manipulating HZE ions to be corrosive, almost plague like wherein a black cloud-like plume descends onto her target. Organic materials are sometimes subject to her whims by the HZEs present within their own biology, sometimes being erased entirely into what she affectionately dubs the Void.

Through the grace of touch, HZEs gather, flaring bright and even reflecting into the depths of her eyes, humming with an esoteric tune whilst her fingers pluck and arch and dig and dig. Illuminating cracks through the gloom that tear through the opposition until nothing remains.  [/indent]
[sub][b][color=978184]   L I M I T A T I O N S   ||   [/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Some instances depend on an emotional state, as many powers would be. Amma's often peculiar detachment from sentiment influences how easily it might be to persuade HZEs to her or the ones existing within another. Other circumstances would spell a loss of control, for if she does not concentrate long, sometimes HZEs scatter and cause disfiguring to other objects in her range. Such range can be limited, due to the difficulty Amma has in directing and maniupulating HZEs if such is not at least harnessed through the prism of influence of at least thirty-three feet. 
Smaller objects [s]or people[/s] are far easier to destroy, whilst larger targets or opponents might be able to disrupt the HZEs long enough to flee. Creatures mortal and non with regenerative capabilities are the antithesis to her power. [/indent]
[sub][b][color=978184]   W E A K N E S S E S   ||    [/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Any tool or weapon adapted to deliver Electron Beam Irradiation, Amma cannot destory, no matter how hard she tries. If she were to be immobilized by her hands being bound, and eyes blinded, she would be rendered defenseless, as she is only able to manipulate forces within direct contact or by direct ocular focus.
Thirty-three feet is the current sphere of which Amma can reach, even one inch beyond, she cannot manipulate no matter how much she expands her reserves. The reasons for such are unknown, but correct training could expand her reach.[/indent][/INDENT][/COLOR]
[INDENT][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] P L O T ( S )   &   G O A L ( S )[/color]
[color=978184]P L O T ( S )   &   G O A L ( S )[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup]
[COLOR=GRAY][INDENT]Why was Amma transferred to P.R.C.U - what occurred to influence H.E.L.P to intervene with negotiation and plying tactics that spanned for nearly half a year. Was such voluntary or involuntary. What was the deciding factor in the Institute that convinced them to let her go.

Redemption is an absolute force stricken upon the vain and wicked. For a woman suddenly told she has to work within a team, to shed the alias she has carried for so long, what will it take to convince Amma to fend for her peers and work alongside them without biting -- unless they ask, of course.

Where is Charlotte Cahors? Once the Institute doors closed, her mother disappeared, much like her father. Who is the man that remains a shadow in her dreams and where did the woman who once was her everything vanish to. Is it revenge that compels Amma's search, to return the betrayal that no child should endure. 
[/INDENT][/COLOR][/cell][cell][indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] S K I L L S   &   T A L E N T S[/color]
[color=978184]S K I L L S   &   T A L E N T S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[INDENT][sub][b][color=978184]   S K I L L S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][sup][COLOR=gray][COLOR=978184]◼   [b]Bilingual[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]French is her first language, English her second. She can understand bits and pieces of German, but is not fluent by any means.[/i]

[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]Contortionist[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Amma is freakishly flexible.[/i]

[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]Clandestine[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Want something done without anyone knowing, she's your girl. Have secrets to utter? She'll take them to the grave; but maybe she'll use them to her advantage first.[/i]

[COLOR=978184]◼   [b]Perception[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Perhaps she sees and notices a little more than you want her to; too bad.[/i][/COLOR][/SUP][/INDENT]
[sub][b][color=978184]   T A L E N T S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][sup][COLOR=darkgray][COLOR=978184]◼   [b]Singing[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]A siren call beckons. Mostly wistful and forlorn lullabies once sung to her by her mother.[/i]

[/COLOR][/SUP][/INDENT][/INDENT][indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] C H A R A C T E R   A R S E N A L[/color]
[color=978184]C H A R A C T E R   A R S E N A L[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[indent][sub][b][color=978184]   A T T I R E[/color][/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][sub][COLOR=gray][color=978184]◼   [b]Fidget Rings[/b]   ||[/color]   [i]Amma's inked and scarred fingers are adorned with multiple rings of varying shades from gold, bronze, and silver. Each with a peculiar attachment. Often she twists and twirls them through out the day.[/i]

[color=978184]◼   [b]Uniform[/b]   ||[/color]   [i]She'll wear the bloody thing, sure, it's different. Doesn't mean she has to like it.[/i][/color][/sub][/indent]
[sub][b][color=978184]   I T E M ( S )[/color][/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][sub][COLOR=gray][color=978184]◼   [b]Clove Smokes & Lighter[/b]   ||[/color]   [i]She finds them therapeutic.[/i][/color][/sub][/indent]
[sub][b][color=978184]   T O O L ( S )[/color][/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][sub][COLOR=gray][color=978184]◼   [b]Essentials[/b]   ||[/color]   [i]What is necessary for a student's day to day.[/i][/color][/sub][/indent][/INDENT]
[indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] A D D I T I O N A L   N O T E S[/color]
[color=978184]A D D I T I O N A L   N O T E S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
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[indent][sub][b][color=978184]   M I S C E L L A N E O U S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=gray][color=978184][b]◼[/b][/color] SATURN was her old classification. There was speculation that Amma was intended once for the Foundation Force.

[color=978184][b]◼[/b][/color] Her codename was once Tiamat.[/color][/sup]
[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][indent][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] P O S T   C A T A L O G[/color]
[color=978184]P O S T   C A T A L O G[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[INDENT][hider=][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color]
[indent][sub][b][color=978184]   P O S T   C A T A L O G[/color][/b][/sub]
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[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][/cell][/row][/table][INDENT][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black] P E R S O N A L   P R O M P T S[/color]
[color=978184]P E R S O N A L   P R O M P T S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup]
[COLOR=GRAY][indent][sub][b][color=darkgray]E N T E R I N G   I N T O   Y O U R   F I N A L   Y E A R,   W H A T   A D V I C E   D O   Y O U   H A V E   T O   A   N E W   S T U D E N T?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent]She scoffs, a muttering of breath that whistles through her teeth as her lashes flutter high in an eye-roll.
[color=978184]"You're joking with me, right? I'd tell them all to run for the hills."[/color][/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]W H A T   W E R E   Y O U R   A S P I R A T I O N S   W H E N   Y O U   S T A R T E D   H E R E?   W H A T   C H A N G E D,   W H A T   S T A Y E D   T H E   S A M E?[/color][/b][/sub]

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There's a grin marked across her cheeks, all obtuse and bright and feral.
[color=978184]"Ask the people who [i]put me here.[/i]"[/color][/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]I F   Y O U   C O U L D   M A K E   O N E   C H A N G E   T O   Y O U R   T I M E   A T   P . R . C . U .,   W H A T   W O U L D   I T   B E?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent]Amma just [i]laughs.[/i][/indent][/indent][/COLOR][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/COLOR]