Vella Vardi

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Vella Vardi
Player: @Katherina
Origin: Science
Archetype: Mastermind
Threat Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: Vella Vardi
Known Aliases: None
Species: Human
Age: 22
Height: 5'3''
Weight: Unknown
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Biographical Data
Nationality: American
Occupation: Mercenary, Tattoo Artist
Place of Birth: Port Oaks
Base of Operations: Homeless
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: Orphan
Known Powers
Thugs/Forcefields/ Mu Mastery
Known Abilities
Electrical Drain, Flight, Teleportation, Forcefield manipulation.
Equipment
Tactically Modified Beretta 92, Mini-Uzi, Healing device.
Considered armed and mildly dangerous. Would be very Dangerous if she actually cared about what she did.



Contents

[edit] History taken from Vella's own words

Well I guess I best start with where I was born and stuff. I have no idea where I was born, the last thing I can remember is growing up in an orphanage. Raised by a pair of nuns who weren't exactly the friendliest pair. One was from Spain and the other from France. Probably where my accent came from. I dropped out of school to join a gang. Well the leader was really cute and he liked me. He helped me take up tattoo artistry, if there is such a thing, and things were going well.
Then the ass, my boyfriend at the time, decided to rob the Talos Island bank. Well everything was going good, no one was shot just a bunch of ceiling tiles. Well it was given that a silent alarm was pressed and we had a couple minutes before the cops and possibly a cape arrive. We rigged the vault door to blow with some explosives. Then numb nuts, the boyfriend again, started to do this whole speech to the hostages saying crap like, "If a cape decides to burst in here some of ya are going to be used as shields" or something like that. I was not cool with that. The door blew and started to fall towards us. Without thinking I pushed him out of the way, and the door fell on top of me. It crushed my hand and I was pinned underneath. Well he bolted without a second thought of rescuing me. Mikey, Chunk, Data, Mouth, and Brand dropped their guns and tried to get the door off me. Sloth was sort of confused I guess. Then the cape and cops arrived. Well it must have been one of them huge or strong heroes, I didn't get a good look because of the blood loss and pain. He got me out from underneath and the cops detained the others who were more worried about me then fighting.
I woke up in the hospital with a missing hand a lawyer at the foot of my bed. He offered me a deal, turn in the gang leader, and I get a lesser sentence. Well I was royally pissed so I led the way to the hide out. They arrested him and the rest of the gang that didn't put up a fight. They put me in the zig. I did my time, got a robotic hand, which I had replaced a couple months later with something more comfortable and injected myself with tome tiny robots. The boys I'm with now is my family I guess. Stuck with me through all of that.

[edit] Gang Members

Mikey,Chunk - Both are armed with revolver pistols and are mildly trained in close combat. They are both highly resistant to effects of ware and are intimidated at the prospect to fighting something or someone stronger then them. Chunk's real name is Samantha.
Data - Could have possibly been an inventor but a past drug addiction ruined his chances. His real name has yet to be discovered. Possibly trying to escape from a past life.
Mouth,Brand - More talented and armed then Mikey and Chunk. Words of encouragement from both of them leads to a better fighting force in the gang. Brand's only know relative is Mikey who is his younger brother. Mouth could be talented hair stylist if he put his mind to it.
Sloth - Mutant or a ex-Dyne user. Strongest in the group by ten-fold and the slowest. Possibly how he earned his name. Works for food and his companionship of Chunk, who he could possibly related to.

[edit] Longbow Report

Agent #34768
"Vella is a weird one. She claims she's not an evil-doer but I have still seen her in action stealing from Paragon's Vaults. Plundering large amounts of money and anything she can carry in her duffel bags. We got her and her boys trapped inside the bank and called in some new hero to come and deal with her. It all happened so fast, next thing I know our hero ally gets throws at us by the large one in her gang and then half our crew is taking cover as we get sprayed in bullet fire. I think we were lucky though, out of all the damage she caused there was no one seriously injured."
Agent #00546
"I ran into her when we were out in the field, we pushed our flame trooper up while our chain gun troopers got into position. Because what happens next, I'm glad our uniforms are flame retardant. Our flame trooper lights up her cover and she stand up and throws this force ball at the trooper. Knocking her all the way back into group and she pin-points a shot right into the gas tank."
Notes
Upon further investigation of her actions and weapons scene on the field, we have chosen to focus our efforts on detaining more dangerous villains out there. Her choice of ammunition is rubber, but she carries extra clips with real bullets as well as as silver and explosive rounds. She wouldn't have made it far on the streets if it wasn't her gang and her shields.

[edit] Arachnos Report

Field Analysis
We shouldn't have much worry about as her efforts are more on staying alive at the moment. With the Rikti invasion under way she seems to be taking special interest in defending the planet. Free's up some of our resources for more important plans. She is talented, she used to be so easy to control when she was under the influence of drugs constantly. Then some agent in the field sent her to an alternate dimension and she came back changed. If we can discover where she went and what she saw, we can possibly use her talents for combat again. She's to bloody expensive now that she's gone "legit."

[edit] OOC Notes

-Not immune to mind reading and mind control, just resistant to it. Nanites, detecting an intrusion or strain in the mind, will generate a strong shield to protect the mind.
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