Personality:

Corrosive and biting, Matrix is one of the more equivocal members of the Sector. Misanthropic to a fault, she is terribly venomous, yet also social and charming when the situation warrants.

Matrix has an almost eerie hypnotic presence, which crawls slowly into one's veins, leaving an unforgettable residue behind. Naturally, she tends to be somewhat intimidating and enjoys keeping others on edge and making them feel stupid. Sarcasm is one of her favorite tools for this along with cynicism.

It has been proven on more than one occasion that she is in possession of a very deep cruel streak and is a tad sadistic.

Her addiction to the drug known as ‘Meth,’ tends to play up some of her more negative personality traits, but along with that ‘Meth’ takes her edge off and allows her to be a bit more relaxed and friendly.

Appearance:

Alluring is the only way to describe Matrix's looks. Her eyes are a vibrant Emerald color; that always seem to flash with something or another and her feathers are a pale cream. She prefers to wear her long, blonde hair in either ponytails or braids, and refuses to let anyone go near it with scissors (A prison barber suffered a broken leg and two broken ribs for suggestion that she cut most of it off.) .

Matrix stands almost 6 feet in height and is not what one would call lithe or skinny, but rather slender, toned and defined.

History:

Matrix has always had a love and knack for pyrotechnics and demolitions, and spent most of her early life either setting fires or making homemade bombs. Never caring for her wealthy family or the political future that they had planed for her, a 17 year old Matrix stole her trust fund and ran away from private school, keeping in touch, briefly, with only one person from her past.

Always a wild child, Matrix used all of the money from her trust fund on drugs, alcohol, and wild three-day parties. However when her finances ran out, the solution was understandably not far away due to some of the criminal connections she had acquired via her wild, risqué lifestyle. Using her talent with explosives and honing into an art form, Matrix quickly became a top demolitions expert selling her skill to the heighest bidder.

At age 20 she was betrayed by one of her employers and ended up in a Maximum-security facility on one of Puckworld's moons. During her time there, through the use of books and research Matrix increased he demolitions skills even further and taught herself various forms of mortal combat and weapons skills.

Though she was supposed to be serving 3 consecutive life sentences, a 23 year old Matrix was mysteriously released from prison, and less then 1 week later showed up among the ranks of Sector 8.

Odds & Ends:

Matrix has neither the desire of excessive knowledge to use any bladed weapon above her pocketknife or razor blade. Her weapons of choice are, of course her bombs (she carries a few on her person and all are of her won design) and a .350 magnum handgun. Matrix also carries a 2000-volt tazer and is never without her trusty pocketknife.