Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zN2gFdonOg&feature=channel_video_title ‘You gonna shoot us?’ ‘If I have to. Do I have to?’ Name: Isabella ‘Wildfire’ Friedmann Age: 26 Gender: Female Race: Half-Alpha, Half-Beta. (German and Japanese) Personality: A robust intellect with a resound knack for engineering, she is usually stubborn, impulsive and reckless, but does so in order to maintain a state of power. She allows nobody to control her or step on her – and if they try, she is normally merciless. She’s a tired individual who usually has to resort to extremes in order to keep her fellow rebels from squabbling. She usually looks misleadingly relaxed or indifferent, but it is likely that she listens and understands more than what she lets on. While she is a decent markswoman, she tends to steal other people's weapons, rather than use her pistol. She has a strong dislike for liars, cheats and timewasters. She smirks easily. And has a fear of turtles. Appearance: Wildfire wears square goggles which are wired to a compartment around a belt. The goggles double as an anti-hacker guard and in-built computer. She was wears two black wristbands on either wrist, while on her tanned, right shoulder is a mark – strange in shape, looking like a distorted circle. It shows the world, but split in half – one side showing a somewhat fresh, daylight world of cities, while the other was night, jagged and thorny, but of nature. If she cared about her appearance and wiped away the engine oil on her face, it is likely that she would look rather pretty. She wears a simple black vest and brown trousers, but wears a large number of belts. Two around her waist and another around her left thigh – and holds compartments upon it – most notable of all is a double-barrel, flintlock pistol. Her hair is long, messily pulled into a high ponytail, apart from her fringe and strands of hair that frame her face. Truthbearer: Any passer-by would first notice the steam that spat from the exhaust in various interesting hues, ranging from dusty-browns to fading blacks and greys. From that came the curved, rusty-brown curves and ruts around the contraption. Atop of it was a black seat, leading up to the black handles, both of which were leather – and ripped. On the side was the engraving: “Shakespearian”, while on the other side was the words: “Let no man be traitor to himself.” Underneath these words was a strapped, long object, covered by yet more leather – and another was beneath it, longer still, nearly covering the length of the bike. Bio: Though robust, the Shakespearian movement consists of fifty hackers, led by a man named Aziz. They are hackers, battling against a growing cyber-regime. The majority of members know not to mess with Wildfire, lest they annoy her, but many agree that it should be she running the show, rather than Aziz. Learning the methods of hacking at a young age, Isabella was approached by the Shakespearian leader and employed into their service. She is either liked or distrusted, since she follows her own whims, rather than follow orders. “So you want to stop the fascism by using it yourself? Why don’t you just use a sign which says ‘don’t’? You could hit people with it.” Isabella insists that her past is forsaken – that none of it matters, but more likely, she doesn’t trust anyone enough to talk about it. Or she’s having too much fun to look back. One time, she led the CIA on a chase, leaving behind a single, large light in each district that she visited - as it turns out, the entire chase was a ruse, since the lights all collaborated to make a smilie face in the middle of The Grid. After all... what could possibly go wrong?