So I did this. Don't know if it's acceptable. Will re-read it after I wake up in the morning and fix anything you'll want me to fix.

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Name: Annalise Sköld

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Appearance: Annalise's on the shorter side, with a roll of fat covering her stomach and widening her hips. Most her clothes are ill-fitting things found from flea markets at the cheapest possible price. 

Her face is round and freckled, which gives her a somewhat childish, innocent look to her. Her mouth - small compared to the size of her nose - is always twisted into a slight smile. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and surrounded by dark circles, making her appear tired even after a good nights sleep. Annalise grooms her brows to perfection, but her dark hair gets cut into a short bob every other month, and is often left uncared for.

Powers
Teleportation: Is able to teleport as far away as she wants so long she's has immediate visual contact with the area she's teleporting to. Sadly Annalise isn't able to teleport much more than herself like this. She's just glad she's able to use this power without losing her clothes in the process. Teleportation isn't a completely silent process, resulting in a faint snapping sound every time she appears in a new place.

Portal creation: Thankfully those she wishes to rescue and work with aren't left behind, either. As with teleportation, she needs visual contact to the places where she wants to open portals. She is limited to opening two portals at a time. Making portals much larger than herself requires concentration and time, and she has trouble keeping them stable while moving. The larger the portal is and the longer it is open, the more exhausted Annalise feels after the portal is closed.

Unlike teleportation, opening portals is a completely silent.

Bio: Annalise's mother - Swedish in origin - moved to the US when Anna turned 5 years old, and married a wealthy business-partner the next summer. The girls grades were average and she wasn't the smartest person in the world, but she had plenty of friends and generally considered herself to be happy. Lucky, even.

Then something just... changed. At the age of 16 she started feeling tired all the time and she didn't know why. The exhaustion turned into depression as time went on, and Annalise found herself locked into her room with little to no contact outside of her family. After three years of panic attacks and social withdrawal, she was sent to a psychologist. She felt left behind by the world, but desperately tried to catch up. She didn't go back to school. Instead, she got herself a job at a coffee-shop. There were times when the work got aggravating, degrading even, but it was much better than doing nothing.

Then she discovered her powers, and everything fell apart again. Her parents, who had been so supporting before, turned on her. Threw her out without much of a notice, and then refused to answer her calls. Annalise found herself in New York, living in the tiniest, cheapest apartment she could find, barely scraping by. She heard of the people using their powers to steal money, and she'd been so incredibly tempted. How easy would it be to use her powers for that?

A few days later she had sat down at a small bar after a long day of work before someone pulled out a gun and demanded for money. The thug had found himself dropping through the ground and to the floor again. Annalise had snuck out before the panic had settled and the police found their way inside. She'd felt pretty good after that, despite the fatigue. In fact, Annalise had felt better than she had in years. She'd felt the adrenaline push through her veins when the thugs had hit the ground. She'd felt like she had helped.

The extra 50 dollars she'd grabbed on her way out didn't exactly weigh on her heart either.

If anyone asked, stealing was more of a hobby to Annalise. Annalise did her best to give a somewhat Robin Hood-esque image of herself to the public. She took from the thieves, gave to the poor and kept some of it herself. She doesn't like to call herself a villain or a hero. She's just another random no-body trying to get by.

Personality: Annalise's constant smile stays on thanks to years of practice. There's a constant feeling of dread over her, like she's waiting for something(or someone) to pull the rug from under her. At times Anna's smile is honest and she enjoys the company of others, but there are days when she cuts off all contact with the outside world. She can come across as pessimistic, both towards herself and others. However, she is an idealist at heart, even if she wishes others would do all the difficult work for her. To her, planning things out comes naturally. Actually putting the plan in motion is much more difficult.

Other: She doesn't have much of an alias. People throw ”Little Thief” and ”Hooded Bitch” around, but none of it really has stuck yet.