<div class="floatleft">(https://www.rpgcrossing.com/cache.php?img=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thevideogamegallery.com%2Fdata%2Fthumbs%2F790px%2F0010%2FtVGG_10068.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lady Anarchy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Rikers Island Mutant Cell Block<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>In char pic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>Or Mystique could just turn the Angel Trap off herself as she smudged the glyphs and disrupted the fuel lines. A smile comes across Lady Anarchy's face - a smile not interrupted by the presence of guards. Instead she steps from her cell, and a wave of a green-yellow energy seems to pass over her.<br/><br/>The white tunic and veil seems to have been molecularly disintegrated and reassembled as a sort of leather combination with more extensive tattoos visible and the green-yellow energy shining from her eyes. The "domino mask" looks more like spray paint and the glyph tattoos shift between moment to moment.<br/><br/>Looking to the guards, a bright plasma halo seems to form around her head and 4 wings of golden light unfold from her back. She now hovers a few inches above the ground in bare feet as she looks down on probably all but Juggernaut.<br/><br/>"<strong>I can feel your emotions, mortals. Those who flee now may be spared. Those whose actions are guided by prejudice and hate for those different then yourselves - well, there's a reason your kind fears the Wrath of Angels.</strong>"