Ms. American

"-Ms.American. Yes let's see here." Picking out your file, he brings it to the middle of the room and flips ir open. The file shows what your stats are.

• Ms. American
• Age: 25
• DOB: 4 /6
• Lesbian
• Race: White
• Long curly Golden blone hair
• Eyes: Emerald Green
• Height: 6ft
• Strong musclar athletic body
• Breast size: C
• Super powers: Super strength, Super endurance, enhance speed and reflexes, Super leaps.

"Your a simply contury girl, who was born with super physical traits. You were mainly raise for hunting and farming, but you wantes to do more. Wanting to be american greatest superheroine. So you left for the big city, ans here you are."

"Your not the smartest tool in the shed-" You raise an eyebrow, and make anger frown as he says that. His tone slightly shifts to a scared tone. "Sorry! It's just what it says here, and I'm just reading it." He coughs, and beings to read the flaws faster. " Prone to anger, loves tauting, heavy tunel vision, and weak to a good tounge." He coughs again, finising the flaws. Talking normally again, he beings to list the pro's. "You are, however, a grest shot, pretty smart fighter, very strong will, and can give some pretty good tounge."

Cloesing up the flie, he contuines to speak. "Ok, now that's over. I guess it's finally time to talk about your battle plan. Or rather-"