<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/33/d4/98/33d49880ac63a3d086c586960acd902c.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Basics</span></span><br/><strong>Character name:</strong>Winnifred "Winnie" Wilson.<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Muerte.<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female.<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong><del>Not picky.</del>Pansexual.<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Single. Why, you interested?<br/><strong>Age:</strong>18ish. Who knows? Clones, man.<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'9". #Amazon<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>135 lbs.<del>of sheer spectacular hotness.</del><br/><strong>Hair color:</strong>Platinum blonde. It's totally natural, shut up.<br/><strong>Eye color:</strong>Got them baby blues, son.<br/><strong>Hometown/Place of birth:</strong>Technically, a lab in the Canadian wilderness, but as far as Winnie's concerned, she's from Queens.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u">More Personal</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>Wade Wilson (<del>Sperm</del>DNA donor/Papa Bear), Ellie Camacho (sort of little sister?), Emily Preston (Adoptive Robo-Mom).<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>The nicest word to describe Winnie is<em>enthusiastic</em>. Pretty much everything excites her, and she's not shy about showing it, which tends to annoy most of the people around her. She's bouncy and bubbly and she curses like a drunken sailor with a bad case of Tourettes, but she also has a mean streak and love of violence that's more than a little disturbing. It's a struggle because Winnie's in love with the idea of being a hero, which is hard to do when half the time you wanna blow shit up just to watch the sparks fly. Still, she tries, even if she's not always great at it.<br/><br/>Despite the fact that the most romantic contact she's had is watching Love, Actually for three days straight, Winnie is a shameless flirt. She'll lay terrible pick up lines on anything that moves, and some things that don't. She doesn't mean all of it; sometimes it's just funny to mack on a toaster, don't you judge her.<br/><br/><strong>Hobbies:</strong>Video games, movies, watching TV, comic books, shitposting on social media, martial arts, swordsmanship, shooting (any and all guns), chemistry (the kind that goes boom), initiating impromptu solo dance parties, sewing (she'd have literally no clothes otherwise), totally not obsessing over Spider-Man because that would be weird, probably.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>Alright, kiddos, it's time for The Talk<sup>TM</sup>. You see, when a shady government organization loves doing terrible things a whole bunch, it steals some DNA (in the form of random gore left behind at crime scenes, maybe) from a certain mercenary who may or may not possess a mouth (depending on what movie you're watching). The scientists that work for the shady government organization take the DNA and make a shitload of tiny little clone babies with it. Most of them die during incubation, but every now and then, one of them survives. The scientists grow that darling abomination in a test tube like one of those water-activated grow-your-own dinosaurs you get from the dollar store until she's all grown up. To make sure her brain doesn't turn into mush (kinda like those dinos), they hook her up to a machine that feeds her crucial information, like how to talk and read and calculate windspeed and bullet trajectory and how to torture people so that it hurts super bad but they don't die. You know, normal stuff.<br/><br/>Now, if this clone is extremely lucky (and she was, for the record), her DNA donor will find out about the shady government organization's secret facility and come and slaughter every last scientist and soldier in it, and whisk her off to live with his family in Queens. She'll get a robotic S.H.I.E.L.D agent for a mom, and a kickass little sister, and they'll teach her how to be a functioning human being. It's almost like a fairy tale, except for the very real possibility that the clone might one day develop the same cancer that ruined the merc's skin and drove him completely bonkers back in the day. But Winnie tries not to think about that.<br/><br/>Her family assumes she was around thirteen, physically speaking, when Deadpool pulled her out of her test tube. Since then, she's poured herself into learning everything she can about being a hero and fighting crime and understanding pop culture (because your quip game<em>has</em>to be strong if you're gonna do it right). She started sneaking out to punch bad guys by the time she was (probably) fifteen. If it weren't for her healing factor, she'd be dead a thousand times over from gunshot wounds and knife fights and getting hit by a train that one time, not to mention all the falling off of stuff she did. But 'Pools are resilient little bastards, so she kept at it, until she finally got an acceptance letter from the Xavier School three years later.<br/><br/>Of course, she's got the trademark Wilson luck, so the day she arrived at the X-Mansion was also the day that it got attacked. Winnie did her best to help and ended up a gory mess in the process. She stayed on to help with the clean-up before classes started up (and also to geek out over being around the X-Men because<em>holy shit, so cool</em>).<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Mutations and Powers</span></span><br/><strong>Classification:</strong>Delta.<br/><br/><strong>Type of mutant:</strong>Created.<br/><br/><strong>Powers:</strong>Winnie has a supercharged healing factor on the level of Deadpool and Wolverine, and everything that comes with it. She can heal from just about anything in a jiffy, even from the loss of a limb  (though it's quicker to just reattach it). Nothing short of complete and total disintegration can truly kill her, but she does "die" and become incapacitated for a while. She has superhuman agility, stamina, and reflexes, and can go without food, water, or sleep for extended periods of time. She's immune to all diseases and toxins, which unfortunately means she can't get drunk or high or use pain killers. Winnie has a massively high pain tolerance, and she's functionally immune to telepathy. Anyone that tries to read her mind is confused at best and mentally concussed by the chaos at worst.<br/><br/><strong>Abilities:</strong>Winnie inherited Wade's talent for violence, and she's managed to cobble together a pretty effective fighting style that makes use of her unpredictable nature. She's as likely to throw out a sweet dance move as she is to throw a punch, and she's absolutely wicked with her katana. She's also a fairly competent marksman (though why bother aiming if you can just pour bullets on your target) with a wide range of guns. She's getting better with explosives (28 days since the last maiming!).<br/><br/>She also has a knack for languages and a love of learning that helps her pick things up pretty quickly.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u">School Information</span></span><br/><strong>Classes Taken:</strong>History 101 (because who can pass up a chance to bother Wolverine), Strategy and Tactics, Mental Resilience (easy A), Biology, Law/Criminal Justice (heroes gotta know that shit), Languages, Sorcery and Magic (she read Harry Potter once), Self Defense.<br/><br/><strong>Clubs/Extracurriculars:</strong>Swimming and Track.<br/><br/><strong>Student Relations:</strong>Loves to pester Wolverine, claims it's a genetic predisposition. Has a ridiculous, totally hopeless crush on Rahne Sinclair, and is casually stalking her, NBD. Clone buddies with Laura, regular(ish) buddies with Ivan. Others TBD.