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[b]Name:[/b] [color=fbec5d]Kendall Banks[/color]
[b]Alias:[/b] Mastar
[b]Age:[/b] 14
[b]Alignment:[/b] Anti-Hero
[b]Loyalty:[/b] Independent, but desires greatly to join the PRT.
[b]Appearance:[/b] Standing at a shorter 4'6" with a lithe frame and longer legs, Kendall is more or less just your average looking girl. There's nothing particularly unique and interesting about her aside from her odd apparel choices, which always consists of a long sleeved top and bottom in some form or another. Her hair is an interesting pinkish-orange, which is interesting considering how it feels completely natural and is treated natural by the majority of hair stylists and doctors. Her eye is a darkened green color, and her face is coated in freckles following the standard redhead genetics.

In action, her outfit takes on a more sleek approach as she uses her abilities to alter her form, fitting it into a skin-tight crimson one-piece. Her hair converts from it's normal salmon color into a heavily shaded color, the right side of her face completely overtaken by mask made out of the exact same tar Kendall is composed of. Alongside this change are crimson boots and an altered pigmentation of her eye, very likely due to her tar dipping into the color of her iris and darkening it to a charcoal color. On top of all of this, Kendall's body contorts into a much more sexualized form, increasing the thickness of her to at least four 'c's and morphing her vocal cords to make her voice around half-an-octave lower.

[b]History:[/b] [hider=Convenience]
An uninteresting life for an uninteresting girl, Kendall's family was always bordering on the middle class of the economy. Despite that, her parents managed to get through with their little girl as easily as they could, even if they worked long hours into the night from the break of dawn, hardly with days off. It was all in an effort to keep their family fine and their little girl happy and content, which she was quite often. She didn't have a lot of time to spend with them, but she was taught early on to take care of herself in her house while her parents were away. 

On her 14th birthday, however, things were a bit different in her house. That was a school day for her, but she had recently come down with a case of the flu. As a sort of early birthday present, Kendall's parents said she could stay home from school in order to recover while her parents took the later half of the day off so she could spend the rest of the day with them. They both still had to work, unfortunately, because they had recently spent their days off concerning themselves with the situation of their daughter, but they promised to return to Kendall as fast as they could.

What follows below is a retelling of that day.

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Afflicted with a fever of near 103 degrees Fahrenheit, Kendall sat within the confines of her bed, shivering away at the seemingly cold air around her. Her body was expelling the heat from it at a pace she couldn't comprehend, and she was absolutely swamped for that day. She waited for the medicine to take effect, though she felt her body continue to get worse and worse as she waited, but the medicine was taken in a terrible way. She had nothing to use as fuel for the medicine, and she had taken the entirety of the substances in a short time span. Every minute that passed was another minute that made her stomach squirm and churn, the acidic bile from within bubbling up and singeing the bottom of her esophagus. She felt like a demon was inside her and it needed to be expelled from within, no matter what cost.

Slugging her way to the bathroom, holding onto the wall for support, Kendall proceeded to kneel over the bathtub and simply rest on it before she felt something within her char the bottom of her esophagus before rocketing out of Kendalls throat into the bathtub. At first, it was the standard color of vomit, but as time continued, it slowly grew more and more into a pool. As the concern of Kendall rose at how much she was throwing up, the more she missed her parents and wanted them there. At that point, she noticed the pool of bile begin to blacken, and not before long, it was the color of solid ink. Kendall felt the absence of a leg as she looked down, noticing the incredibly small pool of tar below her knee where her leg was supposed to be. Wiping the tarry substance from her mouth and chin, the girl realized she needed to call someone, anyone, before she curled up in a pool of what she was throwing up and died. She had lost her leg, she didn't need to lose anything else in this tar.

Crawling through the bathroom and halls of her apartment, Kendall managed to make it to the one phone in the house before calling 911 and having an ambulance come rushing to her apartment complex, taking account of the gallons of bile, tar, and other fluids as they shipped her to the nearest hospital they could, identifying the girl in critical condition due to the loss of her entire left leg and her right hand.

It was a miracle she even survived the ordeal, given the situation.

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A PRT Official came quickly to the hospital to assess the girl in her situation, noticing the tarlike substance that formed around her stunted waist and wrist as it regrew back into the shape of the respective body parts that once existed. Contact with Kendall's parents were made as they were informed of their child's new physician and doctor, instructed to be the only one who treats Kendall under most circumstances.

Since that day, Kendall's found ways to explore her power while still acting as an independent hero. She's currently afraid of going to the PRT with an offer to join the Wards as she's currently still trying to find herself and Mastar, but she does hope that one day she's able to join up with their ranks and be that much closer to her personal heroes.
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[color=fbec5d][center][h3][b]Personality[/b][/h3][/center][/color]
[b]Motivations:[/b] Fortune and Glory, friend. Fortune and Glory.
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Bicurious
[b]Likes:[/b] [list][*]Water
[*]Baths
[*]Showers
[*]Hugs
[*]Blue Colors
[*]Painting[/list]
[b]Dislikes:[/b] [list][*]Controlling Animals
[*]Smoking
[*]Red Meat
[*]Fire
[*]Bedtimes
[*]Hospitals[/list]
[b]Derangement:[/b] Much like tar, Kendall is very quick to become attached to people and will fight to the absolute end in order to remain being attached with those people, even to the point where she will arrest control of an individual trying to remove her from the situation she is in to rid them of involvement. She's also frequently thirsty, and downs water bottles incredibly fast pretty often. Lastly, she has been known to vomit tar for no real reason, which is... odd, but she's managed to keep it down under lock so nobody notices her secret. 

Oh, and she may be a bit schizophrenic, hearing Mastar's voice in her head as it tries to play into her actions.

[color=fbec5d][center][h3][b]Parahumanism[/b][/h3][/center][/color]
[b]Skills:[/b] Cooking, drinking bottles of water, painting, playing video games, cleaning for non-combat skills. As for combat, Kendall knows a bit of fistfighting in addition to being able to hold and fire a gun (not accurately, however).
[b]Classification:[/b] Breaker / Master / Changer (Sub-Mover and Shaker)
[b]Details:[/b] Kendall is able to completely transform her body into a tar and manipulate it to her wishes. The tar that makes up Kendall's body is unique, allowing her the ability to mind control organisms through a psychic link if enough of the substance is ingested into the individual's body, and possesses a regenerative quality to it that allows it to reform into matching Kendall's non-tar mass over time, with a small supply of sirplus tar contained within unknown areas, likely in a barrel somewhere. The tar is hydrophobic, and it can allow for Kendall to alter her physical form in order to create disguises or illusions, or possibly because she desires to just change how she looks. 
[b]Limitations:[/b] Kendall cannot absorb tar that is not specific to her power, and she cannot create more tar without causing significant harm to her physical body by means of amputation, which if done properly, results in more tar stored for Kendall to have access to should she care to change her form. Additionally, she can only manipulate her form to fit within the physical limits of her mass unless she has more tar on hand to work with.

The tar that Kendall controls is regenerative after a specific point, in which enough of Kendall's mass has been separated from her form and cannot be retrieved, or significant damage has been done to Kendall's body. The regeneration is at a fixed rate of a pound per minute, and the minimum separation weight for initiation is 20 pounds. As the tar regenerates, all other tar away from Kendall's body reverts to a docile state where it can be re-obtained by people who are not Kendall and stored for later use, but if it comes into contact with Kendall it will just be re-assimilated into her form. Additionally, if Kendall does not match her human mass in tar after thirty minutes, the regeneration process with automatically initiate.

As for her Master limits, Kendall can only give simple commands to those she is controlling, and the duration of the control matters with how much tar the person has consumed. Normally, anything less than a cup would have very little effect, only stretching to a minor and short headache, but anything above a cup results in the individual being controlled for at least thirty seconds. The more tar someone drinks, the longer the duration is. There are no real limits to range and or people afflicted, as the tar can be ingested by dozens and it would all have the same effect, however the duration for affliction is shortened greatly after more than 4 people controlled at once. When the effects ware off on the individual, they will violently regurgitate the tar that they have consumed. The regurgitated tar must make contact with more tar, including untainted and unregurgitated tar or Kendall's body, before it has Master properties again.
[b]Equipment:[/b] Protectorate Headpiece for Contacting Decoy, and the Mastar outfit stored god-knows-where.
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