Yup, put me down for this

Rough draft of a something:

[hider]Name: Maji Nyeusi

Race: Sapishte

Age: 28

Gender: Female

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Equipment: Herself

Enhancement: Self-Sustained Gene Editing Nanobots (SS-GEN)

	A lab accident caused her aqueous body to become polluted with a ferrofluid solution containing nanomachines, which has enhanced her shapeshifting abilities. The nanobots were originally designed for genetic engineering and repair, and can supplement immune system function. [Minor status restoring utility.]

 
Unique Abilities: Perfect Mimesis, Remote Puppetry of Replicant

	Perfect Mimesis: Maji can mimic not just humanoid races, but small animals and even inanimate objects. She can also shapeshift specific parts of her body to acquire and use specific traits from larger predators, transform her appendages into simple tools, or retain the ability of human speech in nonhuman form.

		-Must consume a blood sample to mimic other creatures, or the object in question to memorize its shape.
		-Complex objects with moving parts, and anything exceeding her original body mass cannot be used.

 
	Remote Puppetry of Replicant: Maji can divide her body mass into multiple units. Doing so divides both cognitive resources and physical strength between the units—until, at the size of insects, they act as a true hive mind. Most useful applications are productivity and an escape tactic. All replicants will be identical in size and species.

		-Mixing genetic traits from different species is not possible as a group.
		-Any unit that is killed will manifest itself as an injury that must heal when reclaimed by the main body.

 
Personality: A carefree and spunky girl who doesn't match her background. Makes seemingly no effort to hide how she feels, going so far as to shapeshift to exaggerate her emotions, or just to express her weird self. Will do just about anything for a laugh or at least a smile. Will stick her nose where it doesn't belong, but genuinely wants the best for everyone—including herself, unapologetically.

Bio:

	Is it possible to choose how to feel about a bad situation? Or is laughter worn as a mask to cover up sadness?
	
	This question plagued Maji's childhood. Born in the backwaters of Glonelia, itself seemingly a backwater planet only suitable for tourism by other races, Maji was an ordinary girl living an ordinary, boring life. Occasionally, her lack of attunement to nature would earn her some snarky and derisive comments, and when she refused to be upset by them, some chose to see her as a freak, while others thought of her as an airhead. In the end, when Maji chose to leave her homeworld and join the intergalactic community, no one was really surprised, and nobody really cared.
	
	This new atmosphere was refreshing. Technology was amazing, and nobody asked her stupid questions about whether or not she was "really Maji," why she left home, or what kind of job she wanted. As she studied to become a medical technician, nobody asked her where she got the money to pay for school. She was enjoying this newfound freedom—freedom from constantly being questioned—but that freedom was to abruptly come to an end.
	
	On the Alcatraz, there is a separate prison block with uniquely equipped cells for prisoners with unique abilities. None of the other prisoners have seen much of this girl, and most of the staff don't even know who she is, although her cell gets frequent visits from the same two or three labcoats. Unlike the other prisoners, she has no weapons, or even any possessions, and on the few occasions she was seen outside her cell, she was cooperative. Is she an experiment of some kind? Is she useful? Will she even help the other prisoners? Time for another game of twenty questions...[/hider]