Little Ms. Malice

Real Name: Naomi Saxona
Super Villain Name: Little Ms. Malice
Title: Ms. Malice, Malice, Little Miss, Psycho Girl
Alignment: Villain
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Red (Previously Blue)
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 110 lbs

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Personality: Sadistic, yet joyful, Naomi manages to maintain a happy child-like demeanor while at the same time being a nihilist. She has a complete disregard for human life and often treats others as if they're nothing more than play-things for her amusement. Despite her childish behavior, Naomi is intelligent for her age and is able to mask elaborate schemes with her immature actions. She often complains that she's bored when there is nothing to be done. To combat this, she causes trouble whenever she sees the opportunity to do so, whether she gets anything out of it or not.

History: Naomi Saxona grew up in an orphanage with no knowledge of who her parents are, or where they could be found. The mistress of the orphanage, a Ms. Diane Grooms, was a cruel, elderly lady who used Naomi as a scapegoat for every day mishaps, and, because she was a fairly new addition to the orphanage, the other children began adopting this behavior. She was constantly picked on by her fellow orphans and even beaten by them when the mistress was away for shopping. Naomi grew resentful towards them, and often contemplated on why they seemed to hate her so much.
At the age of 14, the children decided to play a twisted game of hide and seek with her; she was to hide while the others hunted her down. If they found her, they would surely beat her, and she was afraid for her life. She took refuge in the orphanage's attic and stayed there, hoping she would be forgotten. During her time there, Naomi stumbled upon a small black box in the corner of the attic, secured by a rusted lock, which made it easy to open. When Naomi investigated for the contents of the box, she was encroached by a black mist, which enveloped her and entered her body. She underwent changes. Changes that she rather enjoyed. Her pupils were now bright vermilion and her shadow was no longer affected by light. It was now just a perfect black circle that remained under her indefinitely, and now she had the ability to utilize it as a lethal weapon! Naomi, for the first time, was happy. She disregarded the importance of human life (including her own) and decided to take her unadulterated aggression out, not only on the rest of the orphanage, who were killed off immediately, but the world. And now, she had the power to do so.

Powers: Naomi possesses the power to manipulate her shadow. With it, she is able to solidify it and morph it into appendages, shields, weapons, figures, and other constructs at will. She also has the ability to move at superhuman speed, capable of dashing 200 mph. Naomi's weapon of choice is any bladed weapon she can get her hands on (preferably knives). She is fairly skilled in hand-to-hand combat, despite her lack of strength and endurance.

Power Grid: (You have 22 points to spend on your Power Grid unless you can fly, in which case you have 20. Each stat can start at 6, not 7. 7 must be earned.)
STR: 1
SPD: 4
END: 3
INT: 3
EP: 6
FS: 5

Power Grid colours: Red and Black.

Roleplay Sample:
Without a care in the world, Naomi skips along the street towards the city bank in the evening under a new moon. Her shadow remained static, not changing shape or size, even in the presence of light. But, that's only because she didn't want it to. Not yet. She had a use for it tonight, a use that would endanger many lives.
Arriving at the bank, Naomi wanders through the glass doors and looks around at the many people at the bank. She walks to a male accountant, angering the line of people that were waiting to have their demands met, and gave him an adorable smile. "Good evening, mister!"
"Good evening," the accountant says in awkward kindness, "Do you realize you just skipped a whole line of our customers?"
"They don't matter to me." Naomi responds, her smile widening. "Anyways, I was wondering if you could hand over all the cash here to me."
The accountant took a pause, giving the girl before him a quizzical look. "Excuse me?"
"Did I not make myself clear?" Naomi questions. In a flash the accountant's throat was threatened to be punctured by a hunting knife. "I want the cash. Hand it over, please?"
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" a man in the front of the line says, walking over and forcing a hand on Naomi's shoulder. He was immediately cleaved in two when Naomi's shadow forced a blade up from below him. The customers and the accountant screamed in terror.
"Unless you want that to be you, you'll do as I say. So, I'll ask again, bring me my cash, please?" Naomi says a bit louder for the accountant to hear him among the screams. However, she was unaware that he had alerted nearby authorities, and blaring sirens slowly earshot as flashes of red and blue shone through the bank's doorway.
"Freeze!" an officer of the law yells as a squad of four barrel into the bank, aiming their guns at Little Ms. Malice.
Naomi glances between the policemen and the accountant. She was frustrated, but did not show it. She instead smiles and greets, waving the hand she held her knife in, "Hello!"
"Drop your weapon and put your hands behind your head," an officer commanded, unnerved after glancing at the mutilated body on the floor.
Naomi's smile widened before doing so. As the police approached, Naomi's circular shadow expanded over to them, and the officers look at it in alarm and confusion.
"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!" the twisted little girl sings, clapping her hands together, creating two large, flat surfaces from her shadow to clamp together upon the police officers. If they had screamed, no one would know. The customers' panicking was enough to drown it out. Naomi shifts her eyes in their direction and, as she picks up her knife, says, "You guys are really loud. I can barely hear myself think." Fully turning to everyone else in the bank, she says with a sinister grin, as her shadow encroached on the flooring below them, "It's about time I just silenced you all. I'll claim your hard-earned money once I've had my fun."
Long appendages shaped like hands slowly rise out of the shadow's black void and lunges towards the unfortunate souls. Naomi watches with a giggle as the hands of solidified darkness bring about her screaming victims' untimely demise and paints the bank a beautiful crimson.

If you want your character to have higher reflexes where she can move fast in hand to hand combat, she'll need at least 5 FS.

I'd give her lower super human speed; 4 SPD.

And give her at least some more DUR; at least 3, maybe two.

Her STR is fine considering her EP power is Shadow Manipulation.

Edited. How's it look now?

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