CLIX, HOUSE HASPBURG

— name is actually the roman numerals for 159...
— ...because she's the 159th iteration of the same clone that's been around since basically the beginning of everything
— kind of a pet project of the Houses to see just how much can they do; each House hosts an iteration and then sends the genetic material recovered to the next House after its inevitable demise
— some time thirty iterations back or so a critical mistake (or was it?) made it so she doesn't psychically age past a certain point, locking her in her current appearance
— deceptively frail; actually better built than a bomb shelter and strong enough to break someone in half; a longtime favorite of fighting circuits, where she's been thrown at on several iterations
— enhanced senses, sees beyond "visible light" (infrared, ultraviolet), barely needs to eat (but loves to), near photographic memory
— has extensive work on her lungs, heart (heart "and a half" actually) and nervous system
— stupidly susceptible to stimuli; the only reason she hasn't gone blind and deaf yet is that she also heals inhumanly fast
— what nobody realized was that the ridiculous amount of modifications and enhancements also made her incredibly intelligent; after years of planing, this current iteration managed not only to escape, but to kill the leading scientists of her program and destroy all the remaining genetic data on her
— that was two years ago
— ever since has been on a killing spree, rescuing mice when she can but generally just bombing the hell out of facilites and laboratories alike
— creepy child vibes? creepy child vibes
— suffers hallucinations of "past lives" and past iterations coming to bother, torture or just talk to her
— understandably pissed off about a lot of things, yet manages to be a rude wiseass most of the time
— slooooooowly and painfully losing her mind, kinda. it's had to tell, because there's no other mice with so many iterations going on; she has scrambled memories of her past lives
— 5' 2'' of troubles, basically