[b]Name -[/b] Bonnie Cain. [b]Alias -[/b] "Femme Fatale," "Bon Bon," "Dynamite Gal." [b]Gender -[/b] Female. [b]Sexuality -[/b] Who knows, who knows. [b]Age -[/b]Thirty. [b]Race -[/b] Human. [b]Physical Appearance -[/b] Bonnie has curly midnight black hair that reaches to her shoulders at both sides of her head, and at her back. At the front, it reaches to around her eyebrows. Her eyes are an emerald green, and as deep as space itself. Her cheekbones are high, shallow, bad angular, while her jaw is soft, with a gentle curve. Bon Bon's lips are thin and a soft pink because of a severe lack of lipstick. Her nose and ears are small and round - though her nose does have a slightly weird angle because it was broken at one point, while her left ear is missing the entire lobe because it was shot off. She stands at exactly six feet and five inches, and weighs about one hundred and ninety pounds. [b]Equipment -[/b] Will be added once obtained. [b]Skills and Abilities -[/b] Expert Marksmanship. Peak Human Endurance. [b]Affiliation -[/b] Herself. [b]Personality -[/b] She's a straight up hardass at first, having one hell of a temper. Once you get past that, though, she's a pretty sweet person to know. [b]Biography -[/b] Bonnie's past is nothing special. She was born in America - Texas, to be precise, and she has a pretty goddamn heavy accent - and had two loving parents, and an annoying little brother - like most kids. Her childhood was rather uneventful; she went to school, got decent grades, and ended up enlisting with the military at age sixteen. Miss Cain spent the next ten years with the marines, training and kicking ass in the name of freedom and for Lady Liberty. She fought in exactly two wars; one in Iraq, and the other in Somalia, against terrorists and pirates. Bon Bon rose through the ranks, soon becoming a commander, and getting her own little platoon of battle hardened hardasses with a taste for victory.. Sadly, she couldn't bring them with her on her adventures.