Character Weakness to Darkness:
Friendship forged out of desperation and tears.
Evil vanquished by hope and rage.
They are the children of the morning light, and only the extremes of darkness can extinguish their righteousness.
They are H.I.M.E. - The gorgeous saviors of us all.
7 Crown Princess
Enhanced Strength: ultimate
She’s the beast from the deep-- the matriarch of the coming order of love and justice. Through her, the purity and majesty of the H.I.M.E is focused into pure Ultra-level crushing judgment. Empires can be toppled with one mere punch from her beauteous fists. Civilization will bow in awe as her crusading palms channel our hopes, dreams, and angry prayers into the stuff of glorious retribution.
Enhanced Endurance: supreme
Channeling the might of worlds unseen and unimagined-- untapped might sculpted into a statuesque form of Amazonian proportions. She is the indestructible pillar of balance and protection, her unstoppable stature shielding her sisters-at-arms from the dangers of corruption and destruction. Her visage is that which inspires envy and lust in the minds of those deserving divine punishment.
Gadgetry: standard (rank 1)
- Ranged Attack
- Area Affect
Her mind expansive-- reaching through time and space and other realities, seeking the tools with which to best vanquish this world’s evils. When such a tool catches the attention of her worming psyche, she plucks it from its place in reality and brings it into ours so that it may serve a higher purpose. And with their shared minds and hearts, her comrades learn the mission of these tools to build a better, more beautiful tomorrow.
Hand-To-Hand Fighting: superior (rank 2)
Within her soul lies the souls of battle-- not the souls of soldiers but the very essence of combat itself. Martial data streams through her synapses, and that data is translated into furious frenzies of serendipitous strikes. An eternity of combat rests within her very nerves, and like eternity, once she sets upon her brutal course, she is unstoppable.
CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!
Regeneration: superior (rank 2)
Death is naught but a stepping stone-- a change into something more splendid. If a sister falls, one sister stands ready to renew and recycle her very existence into star stuff. She will break apart the very molecules of her wounded sister, giving her the good death she has earned. And in the same comforting whisper, she will summon forth another sister, one trained and indoctrinated in the same paths as her fallen comrade. The crusade never stops, it only becomes more glorious.
Berserker Physiology: supreme (rank 3)
Do you hear the call?
Do you see the sign?
Tife’Maat, the guardian beast-- the great unifying mother-- the magical sphinx-- calls us to her side!
Into the belly of the beast we go!
Unified! Glorified! Beautified! Justified!
Our might combined as we become true sisters.
One soul! One body! One mind! One fight!
We will crush and crash and smash and rage and wreck all in our path.
KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!
LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!
WIN! WIN! WIN! WIN!