Name: Eloise Jane Marvin Age: 26 Gender: Female Appearance: [hider=My Spoiler][hider=Eloise][IMG]http://i57.tinypic.com/2vt9qtf.jpg[/IMG][/hider] Of course she is wearing a typical uniform, and her hair is usually up in a high ponytail. She has an average build/height and weighs about 120 lbs. Biography: Eloise doesn't know who she really is, she only knows what she has been told. Which is the same as what has been explained to all the other experiments. Greatness, eminence, high repute. A cause of great importance and she was one of those chosen for it. This should have been a great honour to her, and it was, at first. She was ready to serve however needed, still is to some point, but after her memories were wiped and the experimentation began all of this pride and alacrity slowly decreased on a downhill spiral that kept on going as they performed heinous tests on her. Soon enough Eloise had nothing but fear, pain and loss, consuming her entire being until there was nothing left but blackness. Personality: Eloise doesn't remember real past, but what she remember since having her memories wiped is not for the feint of heart. These memories have fueled the fire towards her timid, introvert ways. Trust doesn't come easy for her, nor does common sense and boundaries. After her memories were wiped all that was left was an understanding for everyday functions, now most of that has been stripped away as well. She is a sniveling mess most of the time, and cruel and distant the rest. However, she use to be kind and compassionate, she loved people and trusted everyone. She wanted to be helpfully, she wanted to prove herself and her worth. But after being probed and cut and tested like a piece of meat she changed, as any person would, for the worst. Now Eloise can barely function, and the only productive emotions she can muster are hate and rage, because at least with these feelings she is able to do something other then wallow in pitiful sadness all of the time. Something in Eloise is broken. Her hope, her innocence, her belief in humanity. Now, in a twist of perfect irony, all she wants is death. But there is still some of that drive in her, and that need to fight it's just shoved way, way back waiting to make it's appearance.