[hider=Professor Perfection][b]Name:[/b] Janet Bridgerson
[b]Known Aliases:[/b] Prof. Perfection
[b]Age:[/b] 107
[b]Appearance:[/b] A severed head stuck inside of a half-spherical jar, attached to a black pedestal.  Her face is pale and her hair is white; she looks roughly middle aged despite her actual age, and her eyes are narrow and dark.  Most of her face is covered by a large respiration device that is hooked into the pedestal itself, and it's suspended in some kind of fluid.  Her pedestal has simple white ridges running down it, wheels hidden underneath, and is otherwise featureless to the outside observer.

[b]Psyche Profile:[/b] Janet displays very little outward emotion, and while she does possess the capability for emotional response, testing has revealed it as being very stunted.  She seems to hold no regard for life other than her own, and regards most things around her with cold spite.  She does feel camaraderie in some cases, mostly with those she has attempted to lead on failed escape attempts over the years, but she rarely continues those relationships past the point of them being useful.  She has made few request for accommodations despite the extreme nature of her confinement, largely revolving around being allowed brief excursions outdoors (largely denied) and reading material (approved in most cases).  Displays obvious narcissism, but generally doesn't speak often.

[b]Background:[/b] In the course of the United States' involvement in WW2, a novel life support project was given a green light - simple extensions of the iron lung to work as replacement organs in the case of serious trauma, with the hopes that more elegant solutions could be devised when the war was over.  Thanks to Dr. Bridgerson and people like her, though, the scope of the project was greatly expanded - they found simplistic-yet-effective methods of allowing a soldier's remaining nervous system to control prosthetics.  The obvious applications were going to revolutionize medicine if they could be refined, but the D.o.W. could imagine the incredible combat applications.  The Nazi "Eisenmänner" program, in reality, would never reach mass-production thanks to Allied super-agent efforts, but the specter of German fighting machines hung over the heads of Allied strategy-makers.

Unfortunately, towards the end of the war - April 3rd, 1945, a little more than a month before Germany would surrender - with the project continuing briskly, it was brought to a halt by an equipment explosion that gravely wounded Dr. Bridgerson.  The only option available to paramedics, aided by her research team, was to put her into one of the functioning early iron lung-like prosthetics.  It'd remove almost all of her mobility, but they prayed for it to work.

And it did!  Dr. Bridgerson's work had ended up saving her life.  Unfortunately, since she was the first and only test subject with this level of damage, she was kept inside the machine for further research.  Time passed, and her support for the project eventually turned cold as she was kept hooked up for almost 20 years - spending almost every day staring at the ceiling with nothing to do but watch her colleagues poke at her.  This came to a head when she managed to usurp control of one of the prototype prosthetic suits and burn her way out of that laboratory with little in mind but self-serving revenge.

From around 1963 to 1997 she was quite famous as the self-proclaimed smartest mind the world had ever known, and the grand scale of her schemes had made her [i]quite[/i] infamous - enough that, at the end of that time period, she was quickly and quietly confined to The Borehole without the simplest freedom of movement.  Previous attempts at incarceration had failed spectacularly, so they didn't feel like risking it and simply keep her locked down in her room.

[b]Skills, Talents and Learning:[/b] [i]Extremely[/i] intelligent, far beyond simple genius level.  Her capability for quick learning is near-unmatched in fellow humans, and in general she maintains a wide breadth of knowledge.  Her scientific knowledge extends into the theoretical but largely revolves around computers, machinery and robotics; she has the knowledge needed to create new thinking machines to suit just about any need.  Despite last being imprisoned in the Windows95 era, has kept up with modern computing and network security.

[b]Power(s) and Capabilities:[/b]  On her own, none.  Her pedestal previously had a large amount of redundant weaponry and capabilities built in, such as lasers, jet-powered flight, electrified hull plating, remote computer control devices, and the like.  All of these have been removed.  The pedestal is still very durable, could probably take a tank shell and not break, but all it can do is move and prolong her life indefinitely.

[b]Power Limits:[/b] Her ability to create gadgets and weaponry is entirely limited by the resources available to her and the time to utilize them.  Her mental capacity is astounding, but limited by shortsighted decisions made out of spite.

[b]Known Vulnerabilities:[/b]  She's a severed head in a jar and is entirely dependent on advanced prosthetics to both survive and interact with the world around her.  The pedestal she's currently housed in has been fully compromised by the powers that be; she has no control of it that isn't handed to her, its self-defense features have been physically removed, and it can be remotely locked down at any time.
Motives: By this point she simply harbors hatred for all humanity and would like it if she could either get rid of it or fully subjugate it.  There have been rumors of hidden "Perfect Bunkers" laying out in some remote part of the world, and it is assumed she would make a beeline for them if she had the opportunity to leave.

[b]Recommended Containment Procedures:[/b]  A history of successful escape attempts by rallying other prisoners has proven troublesome enough to warrant surveillance when interacting with other prisoners.  Her movement is to be locked down overnight.  Despite lacking any means of manipulating technology, it is recommended to make a log of whatever technology is brought into her cell on the persons of guards/caretakers.  Due to the continuing obsolescence of her equipment, a monthly diagnostic check is required.

[b]Notes:[/b] None at all, keep moving.[/hider]