Hello. New. Thought I'd make my first post a backstory for one of my characters, because I'm cool like that.

[quote][u][b]Threat Assessment—Classified[/b][/u]

I have been instructed to present an accurate, complete, and concise report on the superbeing known as Miss Mental. These are my findings.

[b]Alias:[/b] Miss Mental

[b]Legal Name:[/b] Annabelle D. Jones

[b]Species:[/b] Homo sapiens

[b]Status:[/b] Registered Superhero

[b]Threat Level:[/b] High

[b]Reasoning:[/b] My attempt to study Annabelle Jones covertly was an utter failure from the outset—her psychic abilities are powerful and discerning, and I was discovered within minutes. I attempted to terminate the operation and flee, but she hounded me for several miles and caught me with her telekinesis when I attempted to leap from one roof to another. Trapped, I was forced to improvise, and settled on a course of action that could possibly salvage the mission, and cause further detriment to our enemies.

I told her I was the representative of a secret organization dedicated to combating the spread of dangerous artifacts, knowledge, and science—specifically, keeping such things out of the hands of criminals. I gave her just enough information about a select few of our operations that she could confirm my story. I further told her I was observing her for possible recruitment, and that detecting and catching me was a test of her worth.

She did not entirely believe me. It is my professional opinion that, despite my extensive and formidable ability to combat mental intrusion—the very thing that got me selected for this particular assignment—she was able to glean just enough to know that I was not being wholly truthful. That said, she was still curious, so I then set my hook: I gave her a time and location to meet me, and there I would prove myself to her.

We then met the next day outside of a fortified gang hideout. This particular group had been a scourge upon the neighborhood, coming into power largely due to their having acquired a chemical formula capable of giving them super strength and durability. She was suspicious, having sensed my untruthfulness the previous day, but agreed to fight alongside me.

We engaged the malcontents, and the fighting was fierce. The drug made them formidable, and several of them had taken enough to make them not only abnormally strong, but hyper-aggressive to the point of madness. The only way to put them down was to use what might in other situations be considered excessive force.

In an attempt to throw off Miss Jones' suspicions, I put up the facade that I was merely a normal human, and fought as such for the majority of the encounter. However, in the "heat of battle," I revealed my powers to her, and led her to believe that is what I was attempt to conceal from her. Given that she was currently grappling with a slavering banger, she was unable to scrutinize me closely, and bought the story.

During the fight, a portion of Miss Jones' character revealed itself to me. Though her telekinetic abilities are extensive and powerful, she preferred to fight hand-to-hand. She channeled that power through her own body, giving her the appearance of super strength and invulnerability. Combined with her martial arts training, this made her more than a match for her foes.

Worryingly, however, she became consumed by a battlerage disturbingly similar to that which possessed the gangsters, and I believe that it was only through my intervention that fatalities were averted. Further, at several points, she made non-sequitur remarks to what appeared to be thin air.

When the fight was done, I secured the formula, which is presently located at one of our blacksites. Miss Jones expressed a willingness to repeat the experience, and I sensed an opportunity. I gave her another time and location. And then another. And then another. And so on, for months to come.

During this time, I came to an indisputable conclusion: Annabelle Jones is insane.

She is delusional, emotionally volatile, violently aggressive, and suicidally reckless. She displayed little regard for her own safety and only slightly more for mine. She was willing to use extreme force with little cause. Her moods often shifted within the space of a single sentence. And, I began to suspect that she suffered from split personality disorder.

The extent of her derangement was made clear to me during one particular meeting, wherein an associate of hers, himself a psychic, confided in me that she suffered from far worse than a mere split personality—she had formed an entirely divergent consciousness within her brain, wholly separate and sovereign from herself. This is an extremely rare—but not unheard of—event, generally a danger only present to powerful psychics who have difficulties controlling their power because of preexisting mental instability.

For her part, Miss Jones was completely aware of her problem, and attempted to downplay its severity. Nevertheless, she would often speak to the consciousness aloud, occasionally shouting at it for some overly snide remark.

After learning all of this, I dug into Miss Jones' past, using the information that put her on our radar to begin with to guide me.

What I found was alarming.

Aside from the incidents we already know about—namely, altercations with fellow heroes—I found evidence of violence against civilians, excessive force as standard operating procedure, illegal use of her psychic abilities, intimidation, and likely, torture. I spoke to several acquaintances from before and during her early superheroic career, who informed me that they could reliably connect her to several incidences of theft and drug use. Further, it is my belief that she operated as an illegal vigilante for several years before becoming legally registered, and given the methods she employed while ostensibly being held responsible for her actions, I can only begin to imagine the brutality that entailed.

Having established what I thought was a rapport with Miss Jones, I—admittedly, directly against the parameters of my mission—confronted her with my findings. She was highly defensive, claiming that each and every incident I named had mitigating factors and outside influences necessitating that she act as she did. When I pressed her about her vigilantism, she reluctantly came clean, admitting that she had. She claimed, however, that a combination of her homelessness and not being of legal age forced her to act as she did, for the protection of herself and others. When I brought up the alleged instances of theft, she sank into a black mood, and retreated into herself. The only comment she would offer is that I "clearly have never been hungry." Further conversation was unproductive, so I let it be.

These are the findings I present to you, and this is my comment on them:

I believe Miss Jones is capable of profoundly poor judgement. I believe that her instability makes her danger to herself and others, and the wrong stimulus at the wrong time could push her over the edge.

I also believe Miss Jones acts on good faith, despite all this. In the short time I knew her, she displayed altruism, valor, and tenacity. She clearly has the (occasionally grudging) respect of her peers, and is never afraid to act on their judgment, should she perceive her own failing her.

And so it is my recommendation that we take no immediate action against her, and instead place her under close observation. This way, we can monitor her mental state, and make a solid determination on whether her minacious actions truly are the demands of necessity. If not, this will also give us all we need to justify a more permanent solution.

I will, of course, volunteer for this assignment. Miss Jones as shown an uncanny psychic awareness, making covert surveillance nigh impossible. Because I have already established myself within her inner circle, I am the most logical choice to subvert this. And should preventative action be necessary, I will be most optimally placed to carry it out.