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[b]Void.[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b] Female.
[b]Age:[/b] 22
[b]Super Powers: [/b]
*Using the power of the rift she can open doorways connecting one point in space to another. Though she can transport people/items via this they can only cross while she is holding it open, the more people/items the harder it is to keep them from getting ‘lost’ in the rift. 
*She can open several small doorways connecting all to one spot inside the rift. This is of personal use if she is fighting/avoiding something or someone. She cannot take people or things through these gateways and it is quite draining.
*She can open mini doorways between her hands which she can then throw outwards like balls, without her to stabilise these doorways they collapse in on themselves exponentially until they literally explode with a force two or three times that of a grenade. 

[b]Background:[/b] Her name was Alicia Manx an only child of two scientists that worked in the Sky Labs. She had come in as a lab assistant to help analyse the data fetch, carry and make coffee. It wasn’t a bad gig and it would hopefully secure her place in college when she was ready to go, she was on the floor when they began the testing, even then she was certain there was something wrong but what right had she to bring something up to those who had been studying this for years. 

When the rift formed chaos ensued, or she assumed it did, all she remembered was a vast nothingness, black and purples, smells like burning hair and nail polish remover and there was a loud and yet silent ‘pop’. Then the world was gone, it had melted away, dissolved into nothing as she was dragged unceremoniously inside the rift itself! It felt like months, years, that she spent suspended in both space and time, held by nothing, growing hungry, thirsty but never dying. The silence was what got to her first, the endless silence, even when she cried out there was nothing, not even an echo of her voice coming back to her. Then it was the hunger and thirst, she spent so long thinking that she went horribly insane. 

During this process she made the discovery of her gift, she folded the space of the rift itself and with practise managed to open it so she might emerge back into the real world. By then many years had passed and she had hardly aged a day, time worked differently there it seemed. She returned to her home only to find strangers there to greet her, her friends had all grown or fled with the rise of the Super villains and she was alone. At one point a hospital attempted to pick her up, reports of a deranged woman talking to herself had filtered into their channels, however upon arrival to the address there was nothing, no rubble or timbre, no glass or brick just a flat and empty space where a large warehouse ought to have been. 

Rumours circulated quickly about her in the villain community, those who sought her ought were often refused but there were times when the devious could manipulate her for long enough to get what they wanted. Although, eventually, she would always get what she wanted from them, while her goals are intangible and hard to understand one should not assume this deranged drifter doesn’t have them. 

[b]Personality:[/b] She is insane, it is clear as a summers day that whatever happened to her in her time in the rift something inside of her broke. She can be sweet as a button or wicked as a witch but all the time there is an air of something sinister and creepy around her. While innocent to an extent and easily manipulated one would be wrong to call her dumb or even slow. She though, is a person that at all times does something because they want to, because there is something she desires in the action. Be it simply a cure for boredom or something else is always up for debate. [/center] [/hider]

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[b]Wraith.[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Age:[/b] 30
[b]Superpowers:[/b] 
* Feed: He can not eat in the normal manner any longer and so his only way to gain nutrients is through his mutation. Slits in the palms of his hands that clamp down on the flesh of another sentient being. The mentally hardened find that their capability for coherent thought is destroyed while the physically adept find their limbs heavy and immovable. Either way most victims are left incapacitated after an encounter with Wraith and no one has ever died from it. The effects of such a drain are temporary, lasting up to a day at most in the more resilient folk and several in those less resilient. Other than two marks surrounded by pin point, needle like marks there are no physical signs left behind and these marks clear up within a week.
* Stealth: While he doesn't undergo a physical change his presence is hard to notice (though not impossible) until he is quite close or trips a trap, sensor or reveals himself in some other way.
* Poison Immunity: Due to the odd manner in which he feeds he is immune to virtually all known poisons. 

[b]Background:[/b] 
Born Richard Savan he became quite aware of how 'different' he was at a young age, a young and inquisitive mind he often shocked his parents with the way he acted. After visiting a few doctors Richard had learned the technique for surviving in that environment and began to wear a mask. Not one a person could see physically of course but one that kept a distance between his true self and the well adjusted, normal child his parents wished to display. They had thought the therapy had cured their child but instead it had taught him to become more sneaky and cunning with his condition and more apt at knowing how to spot the faux facades of others, including them. He kept a journal as a way of keeping a handle on the real self noting his thoughts and his plans and hiding them away from prying eyes. This became a ritual rather than a hobby and he found it rather difficult to maintain his mask on days he could not read his diary and add to it.

He managed to get through his school life without too many incidents, grading in the top five percent in his classes and while he never took a girlfriend he had both friends and female acquaintances that he would bring over to dinner to further establish his 'normalcy'. He even learned to cook when he moved out and held semi-regular dinner parties in order to continue the pretense of functional adult. However the truth of his condition was evident in his work, Richard Savan was actually Doctor Savan a microbiologist, often his experiments would fail and while his colleagues would suffer greatly he honestly felt no two ways about it. They were all quite oblivious to his true nature of course and took it for a 'British' calm that 'stiff upper lip' stuff they had heard about. It would of course have been impolite to tell them the truth, which was he was a Sociopath and those sorts of things were quite beyond his scope of understanding. It also didn't serve his purpose in the slightest to let anyone in on that little nugget.

While many people subjected to the rift underwent a mental alteration on some level or another, mostly for the worse rather than the better, Richard was wholly unchanged. His mutations neither gave him pride nor revulsion and he had certainly not been relieved of his inability to relate to human emotion. Aside his appearance the only thing that truly changed was the nature of his experiments and where he did them from. Since the accident he has spent his time studying the mutations in DNA cells caused by the Rift, trying to unlock the genetic code to what gives the 'super' their ability. 

[b]Personality:[/b] To meet him prior the accident one would have call him charming, charismatic, perhaps even gracious. He exudes the manners of an English gentleman. However he has seen the 'accident' as a blessing, stripping him of all need for the mask by making his outer self match his true self. He is cold and calculating, he shares no empathy or sympathy and does not understand love, loss or guilt. In this it makes him seem a fan girls 'wet dream' he is sadistic, cruel and twisted, with enough charisma and charm to let someone think they can save him from himself should he deem it necessary. He knows how intelligent he is and shows no modesty for it finding such falsehoods a waste of his time. 

[b]Before the Accident:[/b] 
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