[hider=Grim][b]Name[/b]
[indent]Zoey Kasimir[/indent]
[b]Alias[/b]
[indent]Grim[/indent]
[b]Age[/b]
[indent]23[/indent]
[b]Gender[/b]
[indent]Female[/indent]
[b]Hometown[/b]
[indent]Bell Reach, California.[/indent]
[b]Appearance[/b]
[indent]Standing at 6’3’’ Zoey is a surprisingly tall woman, but thankfully her active lifestyle leaves a fair amount of muscle packed onto her body to keep from appearing like a beanpole. Her red hair is such a light shade that it almost appears to be orange, the strands falling straight down to her mid back,  though more often than not she has bangs falling into her face. Said face has rather elegant, if harsh looking features made up of sharp, hard lines with high cheekbones and brows near constantly furrowed above her grey-blue eyes. Sadly this all adds up to Zoey having a natural ‘resting bitch face’, often appearing to be judging everything about you with a single glance.

Due to her upbringing nothing she wears makes her more approachable either, her casual wear often consisting of slacks and button up shirts or high brand sleeveless tops, and sunglasses she probably spent too much on. Her outfits are never below the triple digits, if not more. Zoey probably doesn’t even own a pair of jeans.

Well… except one pair. Grim’s vigilante costume is made purely to be as inconspicuous as possible, made up of simple loose jeans, gloves, and an oversized hoodie, all in black to match the theme of course. There’s only two things that stand out in a crowd at all; the silver canine head insignia on the belt, and beneath the hood Grim is always wearing the voice changer and  a full head balaclava with only two eye holes for openings – though even then her eyes are constantly blacked over anyway. No skin is on show, Zoey’s chest is bound, and with the voice changer she’s been passing off as male the whole time.[/indent]
[b]Personality[/b]
[indent]Zoey’s initial impressions often end up with her coming off as cold, aloof, and perhaps even a bitch. Despite trying to appear more elegant than she probably is, she has a bit of bite to her words that’s not helped by an impassive visage. Yet even with her efforts to put off a certain bearing, she can be quick to fluster or anger if the right buttons are pressed. When it all comes together Zoey can come off as a bit of a bully, but truth be told it’s rather accidental, as Zoey is too preoccupied with her own problems to care about harassing others.

It’s difficult for Zoey to shed the mask she’s built, too. While she may go as far as being a touch flirty, getting a real crack at it can be difficult - usually though it’s from getting her to geek out about her current projects, be it cars or her research (read: fangirling) over heroes. Further, she has a real passion for helping others even if it’s difficult to show - but, Zoey’s a bit dull and doesn’t have a great grasp of [i]real world economics[/i]. To her, helping others in the mask she dons is the best use of her resources.

In-costume Grim is a vicious thing, and an equally dirty fighter. Since he’s often in mid to close combat he doesn’t hesitate to use cheap tricks to seal a victory, and often relies on surprise and brute strength to end a confrontation before it can truly begin. He strikes hard, fast, leaving little opportunity for someone to respond… at least criminals. It’s rather common to have Grim stop and drop a compliment or flirty line - due to often feeling like she has to be something she’s not, and being quite in the closet as she’s her family’s only child, Zoey takes the anonymity of being behind Grim’s mask to ‘let loose’ in more ways than just flexing her abilities. She has quite the repertoire of cheesy one-liners, actually. Further, due to cultivating the image of Grim being a man Zoey’s quite talented at switching her mannerisms and actions to be masculine, down to her very walk.[/indent]
[b]Biography[/b]
[indent]As the first and only child to the Kasimir family, Zoey was the pride of her parents’ life - and with their social status never had to want for anything. While both her parents came from upper class families, her father in particular had made a name for himself outside his family name. He was a talented surgeon that was highly sought after, having an incredibly high survivability on his performances due to the least kept secret in his medical ward - Dr. Kasimir wasn’t a normal human.

It was within days after her birth that it became apparent Zoey took after her father, and his mother before him, in more ways than just the Kasimir’s sharp features. For back in the 1800’s when one of Zoey’s ancestors received this strange power and became one of the first superheroes of the time, it did something odd compared to others - it became inherited, as only one generation of Kasimirs was passed in receiving it. Zaden Kasimir was of course overjoyed his little girl received this gift as well, and Zoey started learning even before she could walk how to use her powers, identical to his. Her mother was often playfully exasperated with her father, but for years they were a happy little family unit. It was only when Zoey started school did she start to realize her life wasn’t as perfect as she thought. She was seven when the exasperation was no longer playful, and the affectionate whispers her parents shared with upturned lips turned to harsh accusations and clenched teeth. Though they held on as long as they could to their marriage, at least for the sake of their daughter, the escalating disgust was coming to its very inevitable conclusion.

Yet it never came.

It was around when the ‘divorce’ word was finally being vocalized that the route was violently derailed. Zoey’s mother had been out shopping when an accident occurred - a slip, a fall, a speeding bus. She didn’t even make it to her husband’s operating table. While Dr. Kasimir was briefly looked at due to their known impending divorce, it was obvious he wasn’t a part of it - it was just an accident.

Following her mother’s subsequent funeral Zoey withdrew into herself, much to her father’s concern. It’s what prompted him to reduce his hours to fall back on their fortune in order to spend more time at home with his little joy, his work no longer centerfold to his day. Zoey learned more about her powers with her father’s guiding hand, and was filled with even more stories of their great ancestor who once donned a costume to help humanity. Just like when she was younger, there was always an underlying note of caution however; even a family as influential as theirs couldn’t let anyone else know, not when no one else seemed to be able to inherit these powers from another time.

When it came time for her to start high school Dr. Kasimir finally returned to being a surgeon, and hired a personal bodyguard to teach Zoey various methods on how to defend herself. His worry knew no bounds, he wanted his little girl to be able to take care of herself. He even got her to carry mace – something she let him know she found useless. They had [i]powers[/i], Dad. But he insisted, and she relented.

There was always the temptation, for Zoey. Maybe it was all the stories, latched onto after her mother’s death. Maybe it was in her blood. Maybe it was just pure idealism that wanted to burst out everytime she had to muffle her excitement behind an aloof facade. Yet when others began appearing, others like her with powers that should have only been home to the inside of a comic book, the temptation to finally [i]use[/i] these abilities and help others just like her blood sang to her to do was overwhelming. Everyday there was more and more news on those who began showing these powers, and Zoey soaked it up like a sponge - and was all too happy to share it with her father.

Others, like them. Like [i]her[/i].

It started off merely as fangirling over those who began appearing, but It took very little time for Zoey to start venturing out herself, drawn to the conflict like a moth to flame. In her eyes, those who were granted these precious abilities and chose to use them for selfish gain and destruction had to be shown there’s always bigger fish in the sea. For three years she’s been donning the mask of Grim, through rough patches and losing some of the spark in her eyes. With her family’s high profile Zoey has been very careful to beat a hasty trail away from anything too dangerous - after all, The Bastion seemed to have a handle on those - and kept to street crimes. It was obvious she couldn’t be found out, after all - just like anyone else who did this. On top of that University has been keeping her busy of course, so her escapades have been on and off, and yet … Zoey can’t help but find her mind constantly drawn back to how she could be out there doing more. [i]Should[/i] be doing more.

And that maybe it was time for Grim to step out of the shadows.[/indent]
[b]Skillset[/b]
[indent]Money.
Medical knowledge, beyond normal first aid but certainly less than a trained doctor.
Has had training in multiple fighting styles (master of none), favors boxing and grapples.
Trained in the use of rifles.
Some trapping from yearly hunting trips.
Can laugh at her own jokes and not feel self-conscious.[/indent]
[b]Powers[/b]
[indent]Darkness: Zoey is for all intents and purposes a shadow elemental, with a specialization is the ability to solidify shadows to create things as needed. Her ‘signature’ is claws made of darkness – stronger than her grip and farther than her reach if not attached, or solidified shadows across her arms. However she can also form them into other things, such as barriers that would be too weak to do more than slow a bullet but would solidly stop a body if she’s fast enough. Her father as another example, as he can use a shadow as thin as a needle to perform minute details his hands were too large for.

Zoey can also perform a ‘shadowstep’ of short distances by stepping into or forming a large enough shadow to disappear into them to another. Obviously this power set is most useful at night when there’s less light sending her power source scurrying, but it’s not impossible to use them in the sunshine and light – just weaker. Even her own shadow can be used to an extent.

The last useful piece of her powers is that when concentrating, particularly in the heat of battle, Zoey feels no pain – which isn’t always a good thing as she’s as delicate as a normal human. Only her own logic at seeing her wounds would let her know when the time to retreat is, and leaves her paranoid of her back in particular.

Visually, as an elemental darkness tends to react around her. Sometimes her shadow tends to ‘wisp’ little tendrils of smoky black up and curl around her legs when she’s idle, or her eyes can be darkened to hide their color.[/indent]
[b]Tools and Equipment[/b]
[indent]Mace – Yep, a bottle of ordinary mace. Zoey tends to forget about it since she’s so reliant upon her powers however.

Kevlar Vest - A concealed bulletproof vest underneath Grim’s hoodie, along with being practical it also adds to the chest bindings to give a more solidly masculine build.

Voice Changer - Top of the line, it wraps snugly around the lower face and comes out as a deep, masculine voice with only a slight, unnoticeable amount of roboticism.

First Aid Kit, including a mirror! – Because Zoey can’t feel pain until a scuffle is already over she always comes prepared in case she misses any deeper wounds, hiding a small first aid kit within the confines of her hoodie. It comes with a small make-up mirror stashed inside to check the extent of damage to her back when necessary. It’s better than wondering later on ‘why does my shoulder blade feel like dust?’[/indent]
[b]Additional Information[/b]
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