Carla Romans

Age:15

Height:5'6

Weight:109

Eyes:greenish-blue

Hair:Light Blue (She dyed it as a statement....)

PSI:Probability Manipulation (Faked!)

Outward Personality:Playful, talkative, attentive. Carla has a real bad habit of spilling secrets she best not tell, and to trust this girl with ANYTHING is a serious mistake. It' not out of maliciousness, it's just because the girl can't keep her mouth shut! Also, she is a terrible flirt, and the arrival of boys to the compound has only sent her intentions into serious overdrive.

Inward Personality:To Carla, life is boring in the worst way. She constantly tries to live out her fantasies, even if she has to give it a little nudge herself. This is not to say that Carla is a wildchild, she just tries too hard to live in a melodramatic story and look for conspiracies in EVERYTHING, and she still wants to oneday run away from a smoking evil labroratory with a handsome co-star on her arm, and a gun in her hand.

Background:Her assumed power of being able to metaphysically affect events in the near future is nothing but a hoax, and even the best parapsychologists are fooled! That's because, much like a young Pt. Barnum, Carla is very intelligent (Over 200 IQ!) and can make it all seem like she affected events when in reality she's just very observant and deductive. She did the whole gag because of she had heard all sorts of rumors about the project (most false...) on conspiracy theory BBS's and chat rooms and decided a year ago to take a crack at it, to live out a wierd James Bond fantasy of hers of infiltrating the Project and bringing down a monstrous evil empire from within. She's been in the project for two months now, and although she knows now that this is DEFINITLY not a game, she still gets grandiose assumptions about it.

Hobbies, things that keep her going:Carla, being the lover of conspiracy that she is, has developed a hobby of writing about it. She practically takes the X-Files as gospel, and if one looked though her diary, you'd find assumptions on everything from Elvis to the Kennedy's, to the reason why hot dogs are packaged the way they are. "The world's warped...and so am I!" she says....