Cloe McQueen aka Iron Maiden (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1094959)<br/><br/>Normal<br/>(http://i61.tinypic.com/30xctus.jpg)<br/>Transformed<br/>(http://i62.tinypic.com/21kw9yq.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cloe had always been a problem child for her family. Her older brother and sister had been the prim and proper representation of stale middle-classhood. She didn't want any of that. She graduated highschool with passing grades and several black marks on her record thanks to getting into several scraps each year. <br/><br/>Her siblings both went away to uni to become 'professionals'. Even if she could've gone Cloe thought it sounded like a place where fun and youth go hang up their coats and die from what Joshua and Elizabeth told her. Instead, she picked up a job as a waitress and joined a metal band. Her parents would be happy about her music if her chosen style wasn't so violent, angry, and downright evil sounding, to them. That and the way she dressed on stage was anything but proper. <br/><br/>It was actually after her first it gig that she heard the call of her Tear. It was a very ornate silver ring that would've looked out of place were it not for the skull on top, eyes socketed with dark green gems. <br/><br/>Wearing it made her feel stronger, faster, healthier. All that was before she focused on the fire it lit in her belly and transformed. She headed the advice of the voice, learning how to use her new abilities. Though she never arrived in time to stop whatever the things it kept yelling at her to fight were. <br/><br/>She'd heard that they were vicious and vile beasts that would destroy the world if they could, but every time she'd gone out they succeeded at whatever their goal was and retreated before she got there. Maybe if she had a car or a cycle she'd have made it on time. <br/></div></div>