[hider=Harper Brock] [center][img]https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/1315028707946491904/qTTjL52h_400x400.jpg[/img][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Harper Brock [b]Age:[/b] 24 [b]Occupation:[/b] Harpy [b]End Goals:[/b] Wealth, Power [b]Residence:[/b] Slums of Residential. Her small apartment is mostly bare save for a matress next to a computer on the floor and a collection of various toys and other junk. Cigarette butts and coffee cups are everywhere [b]Personality:[/b] Most people would find getting along with the brooding Harper to be quite difficult as she seems to lack connection to fellow Human beings. In fact interaction almost always proves to be difficult considering she has little to no interest in conversation and often refuses even a basic response when confronted by someone. Outwardly it would seem she has no motivation; though inside she is moved by simple concepts. A childlike wonder for toys, especially anything that moves, and the acquisition and hoarding of money, coins, jewelery, and shiny objects. The young woman has no friends in particular, save for the private investigator that she worked with and even then she is not very open with the man. It is not impossible to gain her favor but it is extremely difficult because to Harper everyone is expendable. They exist only to serve her needs, further her goals, and alleviate her desires. In fact, she is mostly a recluse save for working or when she is forced to otherwise enter society. Most of the woman's time was spent at home chain-smoking cigarettes in front of the computer. Surprisingly, she also kickboxed at the local gym, the exercise helped her sleep and focused her mind. Otherwise Harper was deep in the grim world of corporate espionage, lying and sneaking her way into the proper position to learn big secrets for different clients. Nothing held her back from manipulating the people around her for the growth of wealth. One would likely think her mentally disabled if it weren't for the competence in her work. She hardly took care of herself, barely eating and often wearing old raggedy clothes. It was a surprise that Harper was as strong as she was considering the lack of actual athleticism and horrible diet. It was no doubt that without the kickboxing she'd probably be at death's door. Perhaps someone or something will bring out more from Harper in the future but for now it seems that the only thing on her mind is to do her job and hoard her fascinations. [b]History:[/b] Harper was born and raised in the city, coming from an upper-middle class area and living with both parents who were City officials. From an early age it was apparent that there was something wrong with the girl but there was never an official diagnosis and her two busy parents either didn't care or didn't have the time to do anything about it, instead letting their child be raised in front of the screen. While other kids had fun with their friends, Harper solved puzzles, watched TV, and lurked the internet. Becoming a teenager brought trouble. Harper started drinking and experimenting with drugs, beginning to navigate social circles in school to acquire these substances and learning how to both cover her lack of compassion and lie to people. It was around this time that she stopped putting effort into schoolwork and simply ignored or openly disrespected any and all authority. She wasn't aggressive but was just apathetic and some thought that she may have been disabled in some way. After being expelled, she was put into online schooling by her parents and she became a social pariah. Her life consisted of working a fast food job, drinking alone in her room, and moderating a paranormal forum. The supernatural had always captivated and puzzled the girl but she remained skeptical. By the time Harper was sixteen she applied to be emancipated from her parents successfully and following that soon dropped out of highschool, simply wanting be left alone by the world as much as possible. She soon acquired an apartment with her savings and became a recluse, hardly interacting with anyone as even her physical health deteriorated and her home became a mess of toys and other miscellaneous trinkets. As an adult she found a second job as a secretary for a popular private investigator and after showing him her particular skill set, became a partner. The investigator appreciated her cleverness, manipulation tactics, and willingness to break the law to get the job done. She became a valuable asset and the two gained a respect for each other as they raked in jobs left and right. One such job was from an up and coming security company that wanted to learn the secrets of their biggest competitor; Apex. In order to infiltrate, Harper took the opportunity of an open job position at Apex and was expecting to be in for the Long haul, hopefully pulling up the big scoop for big bucks. Instead, she found herself in a position that would change her life forever. [/hider] [hider=Mischief] [center] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/0b/1e/510b1e028fa783c2172dd2f5422633cc.jpg[/img][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Mischief [b]Phenotype:[/b] Animaleia [b]Major Power Type:[/b] Cognitive Alteration [b]Powers:[/b] The daemon itself enjoys causing panic and chaos with hallucinations and sudden bursts of aggression but is able to greatly change general perception. Harper uses this for the benefit of stealth and manipulation, literally being able to scrub her image from someone's eyes or cause a distraction with a series of hallucinations so that she can enter or exit a location with ease. Theoretically, someone's perception could be altered for interrogation techniques as well. [b]Personality:[/b] Mischief's love is in his namesake. He aspires to wreak havoc in this world for entertainment, feeding off the chaotic energy. The daemon is high strung and constantly energetic, almost never seeming to shut up. It would be a cold day in Hell when he took anything seriously. Mischief doesn't have a care in the world, just in it for the wild ride, and only having loyalty to the fun he wants to have. [/hider]