Name: Bian Lee
Alias: Wildfire
Class: GenEngineered
Sex: Female
Age: 16
DOB: April 9, 2019
Sun Sign: Aries
Chinese Sign: Pig
Hair Color: Black/Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5 feet 5 inches (65 inches, 165.1 cm)
Weight: 115 pounds (52.2 kg)
Affiliation: New Beginnings
Alignment: Good
Model: Brenda Song
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Adventurous and energetic
Pioneering and courageous
Enthusiastic and confident
Dynamic and quick-witted

Selfish and quick-tempered
Impulsive and impatient
Foolhardy and daredevil

Powers:

Pyrokinesis

Bian can generate and control flame from her body.  She can also manipulate fire sources, raising them to the power's intensity or lowering them down to zero intensity. Bian may control a fire by concentrating, but once the concentration ceases, the fire rages on its own.

Stunts:

Updraft:

Bian can control the ambient heat to form a hot air updraft. It will buoy or slow the descent of falling objects including herself, which gives her flight.

Fire-Form:

Bian can will her body to become living fire, which can allow physical and energy attacks to move through her.  When in this form, Bian can control updrafts to buoy objects, but her strength is reduced to zero.

Fire-Regeneration:

Not only can Bian cauterize wounds on herself and others, but if she slips into her fire-form, she can build her fire's size to replace any part injured or removed, thus when she returns to her human form, she will be regenerated and healed completely.

Power Limits:

When in fire-form, if Bian comes into contact with water, or other fire-retardant material, she immediately returns to her human form, regardless of where she is, she could fall from a great height because of this.  She also needs to wear fire-proof clothing that are made of unstable molecules that change with her when she becomes living fire.  Any other clothes would burn with this form.

Ice does double damage to Bian, but her body temperature is normal otherwise.

Bian has a very high metabolism, she must eat every two hours or otherwise she will start to show starvation symptoms.  She must binge on food before sleep

Skills:

Bian went through training, and knows several combat forms, including Tae Kwan Do, and kick boxing.  She is very physically fit and trim, as she works out daily.

Personality:

"My personality?  I'm spunky and bright!  I'm friendly and loyal, but I ain't no puppy dog!  My temper is quick, and I can hold grudges, but usually I'm a good shoulder to cry on and a good confidante.  I am a little awkward in social situations, as I haven't had many.  I try to be as friendly as possible, but sometimes I can over-compensate."

History:

A person might think I had a strange childhood.  I may have to disagree, but it was what I was used to.

My parents owned a little Chinese restaurant by the name of Lee's.  I know, real creative.  They were visited by these really nice people from a research lab that studied genetics and mutations.  Being a family restaurant, I was there. . . a lot.  That place was daycare to me.

After a bad review by this stuffy food critic I accidentally spilled duck sauce on, my parents were a little strapped for cash.  When those nice lab people found out that my parents might close their favorite restaurant, they suggested a program for children where they would pay my parents.  I think they held a grudge and blamed me for their hurt financial situation, so without even hearing much about it, I was shipped off at the age of 10.

Now, it would be a lie if I said it was fun.  This "research" hurt, a lot.  And there were a lot of stupid tests and all this combat training.  Yeah, that's normal, a kid learning Tae Kwan Do, and Kickboxing.  Fun.  I got a really good education, but I had zero play time and no friends. 

A couple years later, when they were about to give up, they had a breakthrough, and by breakthrough, I mean wicked bad traumatic experience for me.  I was brought out for a "fun day" when the restaurant my research friends ("torturers") and I ("torturee") were at was attacked by these wicked stupid criminals.  There was gunfire, I completely wigged...and BOOM!  Fire.  Everywhere.  And where was little ol' me?  I was the fire.

So six years after my entry into the "program" and four years after my "breakthrough" I was sent to New Beginnings to help learn control, also because I accidentally burned down the lab.  "Oops!"  No one was hurt, thank God.

Well I'm trying to find this "normal" thing everyone talks about, and hopefully I make a few friends along the way.

Points of Interest:

Acts like an air-head, but really that is an act.

Likes bubble gum, a lot, she smacks it and pops it a lot.

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