[hider=Sofia Stein]
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[b]Name:[/b] Sofia Stein
[b]Alias:[/b] N/A
[b]Age:[/b] 15
[b]Alignment:[/b] Villain
[b]Loyalty:[/b] Local Villain
[b]Appearance:[/b] Sofia is about 5 foot 3 inches, or around 160 cm tall. She has dark brown hair that usually falls loosely around her shoulders. Vivid blue eyes stand out amongst her otherwise plain face, marred by an unpleasant scar line or two. Similar scars evident of a rough childhood are displayed over her torso, with a few stray marks on her arms. They stand out against her somewhat pale white skin, as a result of little sunlight, either from being inside or wearing clothing with little exposure. Sofia appears thin and most would use the word small to describe her, partially attributed to a frequency for slouching. She has a very small 'presence' and is easy to overlook. Her typical clothing is comfortable, baggy, and in dull colors like gray, brown, or faded green. Sofia has no alternate appearance when committing crimes, as she has no normal life that would be jeopardized. 

[b]History:[/b] Sofia was born one of many in her household, if you could call it that, being left to fend for yourself was the best result for the most part. Sofia knew her mother, though the word 'knew' might be a bit generous, as Sofia only knew her as the person that occasionally brought home food, but mostly the person to be avoided most of all. Sofia's mother was fond of whatever would take her mind from the present, which offered itself in the form of drugs and alcohol. Unfortunately her children were not so removed from the present and were often the subject of their mother's anger in her unstable mental state. This gave Sofia several scars before she had learned the cues and actions needed to avoid these incidents. They lived in some sort of cheap house in a seedy part of town, the part that you drove around in your car to avoid it.

 Sofia never had any sort of formal schooling for this part of her life, though she manged to pick up enough information from life and an older sibling that did his best to take care of the family, one of the few members of it that worked, legally no less, to gain a crude education. A junky and forgotten ipod found in some forgotten alleyway introduced to her to music which she found a pleasant escape from the constant hunger and other myriad sufferings. She lived life this way for a number of years, until she was around 10, when her older brother managed to get her taken in by social security. A foster home was found for her relatively quickly, surprisingly enough. Though initially Sofia was rather wary of her new parents she slowly adjusted to the fact that they weren't out to hurt her, quite the opposite in fact. Sofia was home-schooled by her new parents once they overcome the trust barrier and she also acquired glasses, for she was rather nearsighted. Around four years were spent this way, with occasional visits from her older brother.

Sofia had began to become accustomed to her new life style and was just beginning to feel normal. Her foster parents were driving home from a party gone late with perhaps a bit too much to drink. Just enough to convince themselves they should be able to get home alright. Her older brother had worked late that same night and wanted to stop by the house to drop of a present he'd gotten for her. He'd just pulled into the driveway in his beat-up junkyard car that barely ran and turned off the engine. Sofia foster parents blindly smashed into the rear of it. The collision killed all three of them, despite its relatively low speed nature. Sofia, sound asleep to the sound of music still playing through her earbuds, found out in the morning. It was a mind numbing experience and the final thing that triggered Sofia.
 
Her entire life had been a mess from the start and just when she thought it was getting better, it had all collapsed. In one night the only people who'd ever been kind to her, the only people she'd ever cared about were gone. The built up stress of her entire life to this point seemed to crash down upon her. Sofia closed her eyes and curled up in a ball. One of the police officers there tapped her shoulder gently, or rather tried to, finding that his hand passed through. Sofia felt nothing, merely heard a cry of alarm. Dully, she registered more voices, getting near and crowding all about her. With mechanical movements she plugged in her earbuds to a song she barely heard and the voices faded away. Sofia was that way for a while. Those there naturally called in the incident as it was and kept an eye on her un-moving body. Sofia opened her eyes after a few hours and looked around to find it hadn't been some sort of horrible dream. So she stood up and walked away. A couple of people nearby tried to stop her but she closed her eyes and kept walking. Some time later she opened them to find herself near her old home. Shrugging to herself Sofia sat down somewhere. Then she got hungry. So she walked into the closest store she could find, grabbed some snacks, entered the bathroom, and used her power to waltz out. Life for her continued this was, mindlessly living by taking what she needed and spent doing nothing. At some point or another she was followed, which must've been rather difficult for her purser since it would've involved chasing her through several buildings, though she did have a tendency to travel in a straight line. When Sofia sat down to eat her snack she was greeted by someone with an offer. She shrugged. She had nothing better to do after all.

[center][h3][b]Personality[/b][/h3][/center]
[b]Motivations:[/b] Why not?
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Undecided
[b]Likes:[/b] [list]
[*]Music
[*]Food
[*]Cleaning
[*]Dancing
[*]Chocolate
[/list]
[b]Dislikes:[/b] [list]
[*]Reading
[*]Those better off than her
[*]Whining
[*]Cars
[*]Drugs/Alcohol
[/list]

[b]Derangement:[/b] Sofia has a reduced ability to feel anything. She gets less happy, less angry, less sad about things than a normal person. In addition the same applies physically, less pain, diminished senses, and so on. She recognizes these things, but its as if they go through a filter before they reach her, becoming diminished in effect.

[center][h3][b]Parahumanism[/b][/h3][/center]
[b]Skills:[/b] Sofia has an excellent memory and spatial awareness, which leads to a better ability to move around with her eyes closed then one might think: the latter of which seems to have been enhanced by her power somewhat. However this is by no means perfect. She doesn't have any sort of photographic memory and can not memorize an unfamiliar scene at a glance. However, one she has spent several minutes analyzing she will be able to maneuver in fairly confidently. Other than this she has very little in terms of applicable skills.

[b]Classification:[/b] Stranger/Breaker

[b]Details:[/b] Sofia has the ability to choose ignore things when her eyes are closed. This applies to just about everything she can imagine. When things are 'ignored' they have no affect on her, that is to say if she ignored a bullet, it would simply pass through her. If she ignored cold it wouldn't make her cold. If she ignored gravity, well you get the gist.

[b]Limitations:[/b] Sofia can not revert while in an object she is ignoring. This of course translates to being unable to open her eyes. She also can not tell when she is unable to revert except by trying to do so. While she can ignore anything, there are several things that she instinctively keeps in place. Most normal things, such as air, gravity, her clothes and the like are kept in place as a matter of instinct. Much in the same way most solids except for what her feet are touching are ignored. Things that could be a danger, even without the active recognition of such are generally ignored. So even if she doesn't mentally tick off 'flame' as something that is a danger, she will ignore it anyway. Sofia's very inexperienced with this power but also has great capacity to grow with it.

[b]Equipment:[/b] 
-Headphones
-Glasses
-Pepper Spray
-Pocket Knife
-Snacks

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