"Fluidity is deceptive... What do you see when you look at the ink?"


PLAYBOOK: The Transformed

Danger: +2
Freak: +3
Savior: +0
Superior: -1
Mundane: -1


  • Not human enough: When you directly engage a threat in a terrifying fashion, mark a condition to choose an additional option, even on a miss.
  • I am not my body: When you take a powerful physical blow, you may roll as if you had two fewer conditions marked. If you do, on a 10+ you must choose to lose control of yourself in a terrible way.
  • Coming for you: When you mark a condition, take +1 forward against the person you most blame for causing it.


Over Others:

  • CAS-513 (+1)
  • Nova (+1)

Over Me:

  • Nova (+1)

Cecilia Cage’s physical form, at this juncture, is entirely malleable – in their ‘normal’ state, they are an ambulatory pool of a viscous black, ink-like fluid. They are not ‘wet’ in the traditional sense (having a consistency closer to mercury) but can cling to surfaces and flow ‘up’ them in defiance of fluid dynamics. They cannot ‘see’ in the traditional sense without manifesting ocular organs (see below) but have an all-around ‘sense’ in fluid state, a combination of precise tremorsense touch, and being able to detect vibrations and ‘taste’ changes in the air around themselves.

Cecilia is capable of seemingly limitless transformative ability, able to create nearly any physical form they can imagine (at least briefly) though any sort of lasting transformation takes active concentration. At present, Cecilia can maintain the form of a human young adult girl (including clothing and various accessories) nearly indefinitely so long as they are conscious – it is this form that they spend much of their time in public in, finding their ‘default’ state uncomfortable to be in around others. However, even in this ‘preferred transformation’, Cecilia is unable to disguise a number of “tells” – their human form is unsettling to observers in both subtle and overt ways. Their hair perpetually appears wet and drips black fluid, a side effect of attempting to replicate millions of filaments, their skin has a ‘washed out’ color resembling chalk, and their eyes are routinely without scelera – appearing as two pitch-black pools (despite functioning correctly as visual sense organs.) Their motions have an unnerving fluidity, as does their range of flexibility – and Cecilia must concentrate and deliberately ‘act out’ the various unconscious human motions and tics that others do naturally (appearing to breathe, blink, the correct movement of muscles to smile, sneeze, moving their mouth in correct time to speaking, etc.) making these motions seem disconcerting even though genuine.

In “Hero Mode”, Cecilia goes by INQ and largely abandons attempting to maintain anything more than a vaguely female humanoid form, and will frequently convert into a fully fluid state, taking action as a writing mass of bizarre fluidic shapes. It is in this state that they are at their most horrifying to most onlookers, as Cecilia often does not have the time to consciously form how they appear in the heat of action – leaving their id and their unconscious mind to form the end result. So “I need to grab that gunman” might see the target enveloped in hundreds of grasping, fractal hands or tentacles, or “I need to stop those bullets” might see Cecilia become a stretched out barrier of writhing organ-analogues and spikey protrusions. The trauma of combat clearly has an impact on INQ, and though they have managed to keep their conscious mind focused and calm so far, the fight-or-flight response of their unconscious mind means that most of their manifestations – even to protect others – tend to be awash with terrifying secondary elements, from screaming mouths and monstrous barbed tentacles to literal gigerian scenes of perverse hell, all rendered in undulating, organic black ink.


Cecilia Cage had been living on the streets of Dallas for six months when their powers had their first, explosive activation in response to a high-trauma situation; and their life changed forever.

It took weeks for them to gain enough control over their new protean form be able to form a mouth to speak, and weeks more for the charges to be dropped; by that point they had been in an AEGIS holding, research and medical facility for months. Eventually released under their own recognizance, they were put in touch with the American Parahuman Law Institute, and, thanks to some APLI therapists, put on a path towards a more positive future in Freepoint Mile City.

They met their current roommate, Petunia “Nia” Payne through a co-sponsored RGAE & APLI convention in the city, and soon formed a quick friendship; Nia had been looking for a roommate as she headed into her second semester at FMU (more for companionship than need of money) and somewhat bossily informed Cecilia that was going to be them.

In the intervening time, Cecilia has completed their GED and has designs on attending FMU if they can pass the entrance exams; the campus’ famously Parahuman-Inclusive atmosphere is a massive draw, and Cecilia hopes to attend with a UMA scholarship. They are presently working at Le Noir, a local coffee shop adjacent to the FMU campus, and are working with Nia to try and get better at presenting the human face they want to the public at large. They have currently settled on the they/them pronouns despite generally being female-presenting, due to their ongoing process of trying to figure out what, if any, gender identity truly represents them.

Suffice it to say, Cecilia has a lot of things going on, and they never intended to be a superhero… But when they saw people in danger in the wake of FIC600’s unexpected daytime assault, they acted first, charging directly into the fight to help pull people out of the rubble and keep the murderous android’s attention elsewhere. They proved pivotal to the fight, but at the cost of being incredibly visible – and the fight-or-flight of that conflict meant that they presented a horrifying face to the world as they fought; a nightmarish tangle of tentacles, gnashing teeth, and chitinous things with far too many legs and fractal eyes.

The fallout of that struggle hurt Cecilia far deeper than they had been in years – not since the rejection of their parents – and the media circus that followed (and the tacit condemnation of the RGAE’s leadership) shook their convictions badly – but also led to them realizing that taking a stand and making a difference in a life-or-death situation made them feel more comfortable with themselves than they had ever felt before, the horror of their transformation be damned.

Cecilia’s subsequent time with the Freepoint Five has been a constant struggle against outside pressures, but has been pivotal to them discovering more about themselves, as well. As the oldest member of the team, they tend to act a bit like an older sibling, and positive shades of their past selves are shining through as they act to help any of their teammates with their own struggles, and shield the group from anyone who would seek to hurt them… perhaps oblivious to the toll this is taking on their own well-being.

Their relationship with Nia has been complicated somewhat by their recent time as a superhero, and Nia’s ongoing work for the RGAE… as well as the unexpected feelings Cecilia has developed for their benefactor, that they dare not speak to anyone.


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