Full Name: Jennifer Absotune Cantros

Nicknames: Jenny that's it

Codename: Minx ...it makes sense I guess

Age: 20 one more year, one more year

Birthdate: December 15th... it's when I came out

Hometown: I have no idea where I was born and I was raised on the road

Sexuality: Hetrosexual, although I have had to go bi for a bit...

Species: I have no idea actually... I may be a flower

Power(s): Transformation: I can transform into most anything. It's complicated how I feel everything but it all seems to work without permanent affects so I guess there's no reason not to use it. My whole body changes to match nearly anyone else although I do have limits. First off I only have a limited range of things that aren't human but I make up for it having a widen range of humans to choose from. Mass really isn't a problem since it's like making a shell of a person and not all their exact details.

Weaknesses: EMP: Electromagnetic Pulses have a strange effect on my transformations, making me grow to strange proportions to the point I have to revert back to me regular form. This can break my powers for a few minutes up to a week depending on the strength.

Skills:
Infiltration: I've been trained in stealth and secrecy for a reason, using my powers and also being quick and silent makes a great recon expert.
Getting a confession: I can get scary when I want...

Likes:

• Changing forms
• Soft Rock
• Humans
• Darkness
• My eyes

Dislikes:

• My powers disabling
• Metal, music
• Reptiles
• Needles
• Annoying People

Personality: I'm very off the wall. I'm fairly certain I have some type of attention disorder and or hyperactivity problem. I'm hardly able to keep still at all and I feel like running around the room most of the time. I can keep myself together at times of dire consequence. My forms can sometimes decide my attitude since I have a small bond to whatever I have taken the form of, like a little girl will make me feel happy but an old man may make me sluggish.

History: Well, this is all from what I heard and I'm not actually sure this is true but I came from... a plant. Alright, so my "parents" as I called them were carnies, traveling with a circus. My father was the ringleader and was constantly looking for more attractions. He met a gypsy woman who gave him a seed and told him to care for it till it bloomed. He did just that, trusting the woman for some reason and when it bloomed a small creature emerged... it was a small pile of black goo, bubbling and rolling around and hissing slightly as he tried to pick it up... I hate telling this because... well... it was me

So, my father wasn't scared but curious and started to train me like a dog and kept me in secret but I kept growing. In three weeks I had gone from three inches to three feet. I changed into different things and I eventually came out into the public, horrifying and disgusting... I was traumatized but still a baby so it had no effect on the outside.

On the second year of me being there, my father was married to a gorgeous woman. She had long black hair, emerald green eyes... I think you get this. I admired her and wanted to be like her... although I looked like a melted tired but, I was starting to take shape of a human girl. I would stare at my step mother for hours on end, taking in every detail as I kept aiming to be like her. Then, my fifth birthday rolled around and I was a full fledged girl. My father named me Jennifer after his wife and I began to think what would have been a happy life.

I then found out that the woman was vile and strict, trying to teach me manners but with force and meanness. She would hit me and try to teach me to be a perfect angel. I hated her for that and I would find more comfort with the other carnies who treated me like a regular girl and would teach me different techniques on how to get people's attention and respect. I found to prefer a different woman, a carny to be exact who had long blonde hair with a wide build. It I admired her and I tried months but eventually changed to look more like her.

My power was noticed by my father and I started to practice, eventually being able to change in mere seconds at age fifteen. Then, A.N.G.E.L found me somehow, and a man in a black came looking for me. I willingly went with the man since I was recently away from a lesson with my mother and hating that place at the moment. I disappeared without a trace and with me leaving so did any chance of figuring out that plant that wilted away so long ago...