Rebecca Collins - “I can fix her”

“Anyways, gotta kill you. Make this fun for me.”

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(walking thermonuclear warhead)

Year: 1985

Character:

Name: Rebecca Collins

Age: 24

Species: Eastern Cottontail

Affiliation: Union

Ability: She generates, controls, and manipulates explosions, which are powerful enough to destroy buildings and entire cities if she focuses. Her explosions have a maximum yield of 455 kilotons of TNT, though that is only if she focuses all her energy on one outburst. She has a range of 500 meters. Though the explosive orbs she shoots could glide for much longer.

Personality: She is confident, very confident. She is also very cruel to anybody she faces, not being afraid to slowly and painfully kill her opponents and targets. Her sense of morality is completely shattered now, as she deems her actions “necessary”. She also does not care about hiding from the public, not trying the slightest to minimize collateral damage and civilian casualties, viewing normal people as lower than anomalies. She is a complete and utter maniac.

Backstory: Rebecca was born in 1961 in a small town of Hillside in the American Midwest. Her family was low-middle class, being able to afford a decent home and get good food on the table, but not much else.

She discovered her powers as she was playing with friends in the woods, accidentally turning a pine cone into a firecracker, she and her friends would run out into the woods every week to see her make “pretty fireworks”. Though one of her friends accidentally told her parents, who pieced things together. They contacted the authorities, and on one fateful day in 1972, two UNCSG officials showed up at her door.

She was taken into UNCSG training in Alaska, where she was put through intense training that pushed her to the edge, and then some more. She could not sleep for countless nights during training , staring up at the ceiling of her cell, since the aching of her body and the pain inflicted from the training would not allow her to.

As she became a peacekeeper, she grew increasingly tired of the bloodshed she was made to inflict. A tragic and unfortunate series of even