Piper Doyle O'brian is the lesser known daughter of Patrick "Eel" O'Brien. Supposedly one of many illegitimate daughters of the Hero known as Plastic Man(who has recently gone missing). To her knowledge she is the only one who obtained any measure of her fathers formidable powers.
She's usually under 5' tall with stocky legs legs but overall is fairly petite. Outside of prison she's usually wearing a thin lipped grimace with a piercing blue eyed gaze. Her onyx black hair is long everywhere but the right side of her head which is shaved. Her body posses a light sheen to it like its made of plastic, a trait she inherited from her father. Ears are covered in piercings, her nose has three studs(not in prison obv)and her cheeks are flecked with freckles. She's missing her ring finger on her left hand.
Her costume is Comprised of a dark red and dim rusted bronze colored high-tech body suit and light goggles that provided into her surroundings and s new method of movement. It also consists of a multiple interweaving deep copper & black strips of connected fabric, a deep Crimson hood/layered poncho Esque-cape with raggedy edgies , & fingerless gloves. The costume is able to stretch with her, even to her greatest extremes and was scrapped together from her deadbeat father's super suit. It's relatively light on accessories as they would really only get in the way of her work.
She has committed numerous robberies(almost exclusively high art from museums or private collections), countless break-ins, a few assaults, multiple counts of evading arrest, two outstanding parking tickets. and an ex husband with a restraining order. While she may not seem like A dangerous entity, and it's true that the majority of her escalated incarceration is in part due to her CONSTANTLY escaping confinement, she comes out of the corner swinging. Often times the leavesher would be captors in complete agony and totally debilitated.
Her normal cell is spartan and airtight and completely lacks oxygen, But that particular aspect is not necessarily a detriment since she doesn't need to breathe. However when she does managed to escape her cell if not the inner facility she's being kept in, she's eventually caught and brought to heel by being forced between two panes of bulletproof glass. A metal frame holds them together keeping her squished between them. Often times she makes sure to flip the bird or two before being trapped. A constructed wheeled rig allows them to move her with relative ease and safety.
She's not a particularly brave person, though she possesses a rebellious spirit. She can often be described as having more bark than bite and is much more in favor of running or avoiding combat . But when the scape it's not an option she lashes out like a cornered animal. Her sense of self preservation is high and she is fairly selfish. She works just fine with others though And actually prefers to be on a team. She has no qualms with others taking the lead and her filling a particular niche. She has a Crude & dark/morbid sense of humor which is usually accompanied by a snort or two. Despite this unfriendly aspect of her personality she enjoys art to the point obsession and can usually tell you the date, style, medium and artist. Her mother had been an artist herself before she passed, imparting with her daughter the significance of such expression. Perhaps such a lesson taught by the only person who ever loved her, would become a driving force in her life efforts. She would have phrases were she would become intrigued with a certain style or artist and steal those works exclusively. In fact she treats her self like a canvas/sculpture in some ways by mimicking the movements of the works that caught her focus. She often incorporates her She has a slight creepy vibe to her. Which could either be slinking calculated movements or her almost husky accented monotone, or just an unhinged hunger in her eyes. Either way, being around her for too long can prove an unsettling affair.
If I had to cast her as someone, it would be Ms. Aubrey Plaza. ;3
