Name: Manilla Maisy Welcomb
Rank: 103 aka. One o' Three
Class: Firebomber
Partner: --

Age: 29
Date of Birth: 1989 February 11th
Height: 5'2" - 157 cm
Weight: 114 lbs - 52 kg

Hair Color: Vanilla blonde
Eye Color: Chocolate brown

Glasses Shape: Goggles
Location Symbol: Left cheek
Languages: Fluent [English], Intermediate [Tok Pisis, Russian], Elementary [French, American Sign Language] *

Theme: Den Den Passion - Denpagumi.inc www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMHj3U… | English Translation

statistics

_{Ability - | 5 |
Defense - | 0 |
Balance - | 3 |
Strength - | 2 |
Stamina - | 4 |
Speed - | 2 |
Dexterity - | 3 |
Intelligence - | 3 |
Total: 17 + 5 [Ability]}

ability

Clown Bubbles

Basic Concept: Blow bubbles (yes gum) to the desired shape.

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personality

[ Happy + Bubbly + Silly + Touchy-Feely + Crybaby + Affectionate + Sincere + Optimistic + Careful ]

Guaranteed to make anyone question her real age, Manilla is a tidal wave of jolly.  With an affection of a little kid, she gets excited about anything and anyone, and she's sure to let everybody know!  She means every word she says, even if her compliments sound outrageous.  Which is most of the time.

Whether stranger or friend, Manilla doesn't shy away from the idea that everybody deserves love and happiness.  While her most preferred method of showing this is with a hug, she has a long list of other methods for those who prefer to stay a little farther from her reach.

Manilla can get a bit too emotional at times.  She can be smiling at one point of the conversation before breaking out in tears of happiness for some tiny sweet thing that came up.  This is also really noticeable when she's sad since she is quick to snap back from gloom to all smiles like a flip of a coin.  She keeps herself in control of these dramatic tendencies when she's working though.

As carefree as Manilla may be about everything, she takes her responsibilities as a Firebomber with immense dedication and understanding.  Any attempt to disregard safety and her efforts of keeping everybody informed can lead to a surprisingly stern scolding.

history

"Till I learned I could be more than this."

Born in France after an unsuspecting time of arrival, raised in America for the opportunities, and spent holidays in Melanesia with the relatives, Manilla comes from the merry Welcomb family, family of six.

Iosefa, the father, is a commercial pilot who fell in love with the also travel-hungry Asoese.  They both originated from similar neighborhoods in Melanesia, and it was Iosefa that helped her grasp the opportunity of becoming a flight attendent.  Asoese was 10 years older than him, but every time he set his eyes on her those times in the airports and inside the aircrafts, he put himself forward many times until she accepted him deeper in her heart.

Manilla became the first child Iosefa and Asoese had, and she reflected the energy both parents possessed.  The first 5 years were full of adventures fortified by a large imagination.  They had a simple residence in America as their main home by name, but they frequently traveled out to Melanesia to let Manilla spend ample time in the care of her grandparents and her other relatives.  She was a very loved child as the first born, but then with Asoese's second pregnancy, she got triplets for siblings.

Cheshire, Sawyer, and Canolla: the troublemaking trio, but their birth first had a more solemn effect on the family.  Asoese's health wasn't in good shape after giving birth to the three.  In order to provide a stable place of stay for the weakened Asoese and the children, Iosefa suggested the family stay in America for long term with the larger range of opportunities held in the country.  Asoese couldn't work as much as she used to, but Iosefa had faith in her and in her children that the state of their family will get better.

As Manilla grew older, she took on the responsibilities of her mother to care for their home and its residents.  Together with the triplets, with the encouragement of their father, they did all sorts of fun things to lighten up their family life.  From cooking to pranks, if there was a way to make their mother laugh, they would use it.  Even if some things made their father squirm, Iosefa allowed whatever he could if it made his wife smile.

Until one Valentine's Day, Manilla wasn't really aware of her ability despite some oblong soap bubbles being formed during summers with bubble wands.  Chewing gum was a better medium to hold clearer shapes, and with the lovely talks of marriage and romance floating in the air, Manilla couldn't help but-- pop!  Blow up a heart-shaped bubble.

It was a silly gift.  The last thing on her family's minds was that it was something incredibly supernatural.  Manilla had kept to simpler shapes when she started using her ability to entertain the neighborhood, but as she experimented more with her ability by herself, she grew strangely alarmed just how capable she was to create more complex forms.  However, the focus on her ability was pulled away instantly when the Welcombs faced another unfortunate situation.

Asoese was getting more unwell.  The numbers on the medical bills were putting a strain on her family's finances.  Cheshire, seeing they needed the extra money, pursued the path of a thief.  It didn't take long for the rest of the family to start becoming suspicious of the amount of money Cheshire was bringing back home.  Despite their refusal to use the money he stole, Cheshire found ways to sneak it past them with no takebacks.

Manilla, finding responsibility as the oldest child, chose a more honest path.  She went to law school for its potential to give her a career with great gains.  With such a result, she could help the family financially and bring her brother back.  But despite this outlook, Manilla couldn't say she really enjoyed the education.

Her natural bubbly demeanor wasn't taken very seriously among her teachers or her fellow classmates.  Despite keeping well enough with all the information thrown at her, she was seen as the kid who skipped all of middle and high school and ended up in college.  She stood out, but not many considered it a good thing.  In an attempt to make other people take her seriously, she mellowed out and put in an effort to control every bubbly quirk of hers.  However, this left her even more unhappy than before.

Falling asleep one night in the school library, Manilla was woken up startled.  Initially she feared that someone was going to reprimand her for slacking regardless for how tired she was from studying that week, but she met face-to-face with a golden haired man.  She came to learn that this man was A-gent Uno, the former.

It was alarming how much he knew about her situation, especially about her silly ability that she hadn't used for a few years since her studies for law school began.  His offer of a more fun place for her to work and still make a good amount of money was tempting, but it seemed too good to be true.  She quickly took back that thought once setting her feet within A-gency walls.

"With the chance I've been given, I'm gonna be driven as hell."

At 20 years old, Manilla started her firebomber training at HQ02.  After witnessing the former Firebomber leader in his element, she became one of his greatest admirers and sought to be someone just like him who lived life to the fullest.  Once receiving the first batch of heat-resistant gum created from the efforts of the Scientist class, she felt a strong surge of belonging within the A-gency, and that sense pushed her along the way towards her transfer to HQ01 as Trainee 01.

Being physically closer to the class leaders that supported her life changes made her incredibly happy.  They were like family, and she soon started seeing the rest of the A-gents the same way.

Then everything from the death of her precious class leader to the burning end of the beloved Scientist leader led up to the final battle against former Uno.  She chose not to participate.  Even though her tears were falling so much easier after losing so many people dear to her, someone's last words became the most meaningful message she has ever received.  Those words reaffirmed the notion that the A-gency was a family.  And she couldn't abandon a family- her family in its lowest point.

She was going to reach out to anyone with a smile on her face.  From more aloof individuals to those that matched up with her child-like demeanor, Manilla was finding so many interesting people in the A-gency.  And lots of these amazing A-gents actually befriended her.  Her love ran wide, even for those who couldn't completely accept all that loving in one go.  Her family was getting cooler every single day, and she was able to be a part of that family as they worked together to protect the world.

"But even if I crash and burn ten times a day, I think I'm here to stay."

Even with the food shortages, Manilla wasn't going to let the overtaken HQ01 be a reason to defeat everyone's spirits.  Though as much as she tried to be a mediator of peace, she was rebuffed many times for her all-too-positive attitude.  She cried, but stood back up and asserted herself even greater so that A-gents wouldn't turn on themselves.  They were all better than that and they would survive, she believed it with all her heart.

While leaving the portal dimension for good, Manilla felt a dreadful feeling of dejavu in her stomach.  The base was once again destroyed; A-gents had to have another fresh start.  The danger that had existed too close to home had made Manilla worried about what else the future had in store.  There would be more deaths, more injuries….what could she say to her family back home when she becomes a casualty?  She took a month off right after the portal collapse to be with her parents and her siblings until she figured it out.

There was a lot of yelling and crying out dishonesty, but there was no mistake in the path she chose.  Only she had to believe that.

Pushing onward with a revived love for stickers, Manilla returned to HQ02 the beginning of February 2015.  All the dangers that followed since couldn't scare this clingy miss away.  There were a lot of tears, but she hopped back on her feet after every threatening strike and skipped on.  She had a very important job to do as a Firebomber and as a person.  Even after all these years, she was still making her way as a very happy A-gent.

medical information

Bloodtype: O+
Allergies: N/A
Scars: Scarring from superficial frostbite on lower legs (mission), smaller scars from bomb debris damage on torso, arms, legs, and head (mission).

Medical Record:
◆ Superficial frostbite on lower legs; 6 month recovery.  Lost partial feeling, but no major complications. (September 2015)
◆ Bomb debris damage; treated with no issues. (March 2017)
◆ Minor scratches and bites on hands and legs, treated with no issues. (Date TBA)
◆ Mild gas poisoning; one week recovery.  No further complications. (Date TBA)

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