║Full Name║
Kyrie Marija Rose

║Aliases║
Wisp

║Birthday & Age║
December 20, 1990 | 22 years old

║Ethnicity║
Croatian-American

║Species║
Mutant

║Gender║
Female

║Occupation║
None, as yet. S.H.I.E.L.D is still conducting tests and determining aptitude.

║Hometown║
Dubrovnik, Croatia

║Physical Description║
Kyrie is a short, slim girl in her early twenties with dark purple-dyed hair and placid large, almond-shaped emerald eyes. Her natural hair colour is dark brown, but she's rarely ever seen with it. She has a cute, heart-shaped face, with somewhat naturally pouty full lips, curved eyebrows, and a narrow nose, whose septum is pierced by a small silver ring, complimenting the emerald stud on her upper lip beautifully. Her skin is covered with tattoos, all of which appear to have been done by masterful fingers. Her skin is almost completely without blemishes, and she rarely wears heavy makeup, preferring a simple pink lip gloss and eyeliner and nothing else.

║Likes║
✔ Gaming (PC and console), off-road motocross (and motorbikes in general, really), martial arts movies, realistic love stories, keeping to herself

║Dislikes║
✘ crowded areas, massive heights, overly sappy dramas, small spaces, rain

║Personality║
Kyrie is a solitary creature. She's never been one for heavy social interaction and she generally keeps to herself. The few friends that she has know that she's a nice individual at heart, but those who don't see only a stony exterior. She rarely smiles, her expression generally one of neutrality. She enjoys

║Powers, Skills, & Talents║
[+]Powers – She has the ability to shapeshift any part of her body into a weapon or other tool. The process is extremely painful and can happen against her will, which takes a large toll on her mental wellness. It is unknown why she is unable to control the mutations at certain times.


[+]Education – She was attempting to get into MIT prior to her capture.


[+]Combat – Before being discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D, she had gained the rank of black belt in a local mixed martial arts school. She is proficient at multiple martial arts, including Judo, Jiujitsu, Karate, and Muay Thai.


[+]Domestic – She has general engineering and auto repair skill, and she knows enough first aid to keep someone alive if they're wounded, though not enough to heal them fully.


║Weaknesses, Disabilities, & General Flaws║
[-]Physical – Her speed is curbed by her lack of physical strength, mutations notwithstanding.


[-]Oddities – Her mutations are difficult for her to control, which can cause the injury of allied personnel or damage to non-target structures.


[-]Mental and/or Emotional – She's not a social person, and it's difficult for her to make friends with those who are unable to see past the exterior.


[-]Medical – N/A


║Equipment║
※Weapons – Her mutated limbs can solidify, allowing her to create a sharp blade or an effective blunt weapon. She has no firearm training.


※Vehicles – She drove a flamingo pink Mazda RX-8 prior to being captured. It's being held in S.H.I.E.L.D garages for further analysis.


※Sentimental Items – Two long, Filipino machetes gifted to her by her master.


※Gadgets – None, yet


※IDs – She has a New York driver's license, but that's about it.


║History║
Kyrie was born in Dubrovnik, Croatia, where she lived out the first ten years of her life in peaceful bliss. She had a fairly normal life there, and although she never made a lot of friends, she remained content. That is, until her tenth birthday. That's when she started to notice something odd. She would feel her skin burning every once in a while, and sometimes when she woke up her bed would be torn to shreds by some unknown source. Sometimes it was worse. Sometimes she had long, deep scratches all down her arms and chest. Obviously, that caused considerable concern to her parents, who not only feared for her daughter, but their wallets too. The family business was collapsing and they hadn't the money to pay for any further damage, so they resolved to move to the US (specifically New York City) to try and revive their business. She and her family moved to New York when she was only eleven, and although she was taken to numerous psychologists and neurologists and therapists, none could ever find out what was wrong with her. Any camera that was put in her room was demolished before the incidents even started, and her room was always mysteriously locked while it happened. But, at least it was only when she was sleeping. She didn't harm anyone in her wakeful hours.

...Or at least not yet. She lived out her next nine years struggling with herself and cutting off any outside influence, including her parents and all the scientists who wished to help her. Her parents could no longer get through to her, and what friends she had made in America had no more luck. To make it worse, her family was struggling more and more financially. When she was twenty, and her depression was at an all-time low, she began to realise what was truly happening to her. One day, as she was walking down the streets of New York, her arms began to shake of their own volition. A sharp, stabbing pain creeped up her arm, growing in intensity until she was barely able to stand. She screamed out as the arms exploded into long, black, bladed tentacles, whipping around her uncontrollably and killing and injuring several people before it subsided and local police were able to detain her. She was then taken to court and quickly sentenced to life in a high-security prison made specifically for some of the odder threats the world's faced recently. For two years she lived there, keeping to herself in a cell completely made of inch-thick bullet proof glass, several incidents causing the death of more than a few prison staff before one day she was approached by Nick Fury. It was a sad day for her. She was wallowing in her pain on the ground, crying into her black, clawed hands, wondering what had happened to her, why it had happened to her. And then the large one-eyed man approached her cell, crossing the long extendable bridge that led to her cell. He promised her what she wanted most in return for her cooperation: answers. Reasons for her strange mutations. She would then be admitted into a S.H.I.E.L.D research facility, where she lives currently. It's not an ideal life, and she has hardly any contact with the outside world, but it's certainly better than life in prison, so she's more than happy to cooperate. She even fantasises about one day joining the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, for she had always been a great fan of Captain America and Tony Stark (she may even have a slight crush on the both of them, though she would never admit it) and would do just about anything to see either of them in the flesh.

║Extra║
She was part of a street gang in New York during the nine years that she stayed there, which is where she got her piercings and tattoos. She was their auto mechanic for a long time, which is where she picked up her engineering skills.