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Name: Allie
Contact Info: practicedrowning@gmail and aim, stopcounting@plurk
Other Characters Played: None
Preferred Apartment: None

Character Name: Claudia Donovan
Canon: Warehouse 13
Canon Point: Season 4, episode 9
Background/History: Wiki!
Previous Game History: None
Personality: For the most part, though, Claudia is an upbeat person. She's snarky and tends to push boundaries, but it's clear that she cares about the people she works with. The other agents have all worked for the US government prior to joining the Warehouse team, but Claudia has no formal education or training and thus lacks the discipline of her cohorts. However, she's a quick learner and relentlessly curious, and she seems to have a natural knack for understanding how technology works. She's not modest in the least and enjoys the chance to show off, and she feels underappreciated if others don't notice or comment on her work.

Claudia means well, taking initiative to improve the technology used by the other agents, but she has a poor sense of boundaries and doesn't ask for permission before modifying equipment or snooping around in personal files. She's fiercely independent and has little regard for authority, though she does secretly seek approval from the people that she come to view as family members. While her methods of rebellion are usually harmless and often helpful, she also possesses a darker determination that can lead her to pursue certain goals at any cost. When we first meet her, she kidnaps Artie and forces him to rescue her brother from inter-dimensional limbo, and when Steve is killed while undercover, she turns her back on the Warehouse and steals an artifact to bring him back--a grave and extremely dangerous offense in her world. Losing people she cares about has been a theme in Claudia's life, and she'll do anything to prevent it from happening again.

Her sense of humor relies heavily on pop-culture references and Claudia definitely acts her age (which is somewhere between 18 and 23; canon can't do math). She becomes petulant when ignored or dismissed, develops crushes, complains when she doesn't get what she wants, enjoys small acts of defiance like pranks and teasing Artie about his age, has a unique and punk-influenced sense of style, and plays guitar at a local bar. She occasionally resents being thought of as a child, but overall, being true to herself is more important to her than the opinions of others, especially strangers. Claudia has grown quite a bit since joining the Warehouse team, but the current caretaker has stated that she's not yet mature enough to fulfill her destiny (which is to be the next one in line).

Abilities/Powers: Claudia is an extremely skilled hacker, as we see when she manages to discover the warehouse's existence and then bypass all of its security (Warehouse 13 is often referred to as one of the most well-hidden, secure sites in the show's universe). Once she joins the team she becomes the resident tech expert, showing proficiency in quickly understanding unfamiliar technology and then improving on it. She's invented several things based on the warehouse's unique devices, drastically upgraded their security, and is often tasked with cracking highly protected systems and databases during retrieval assignments. She also has the ability to sense the creation of an artifact, but since artifacts don't exist in Haven, I doubt that one has any in-game use.
Items/Weapons: her Farnsworth (a video communicator used by Warehouse agents), a Tesla (electrical stun gun), and an ordinary smartphone.

Sample Entry:
[After a brief crackle of static, the screen flicks on to display a...well, it's hard to tell what's being displayed, aside from a small pile of scavenged metal and plastic on a rooftop, but considering the self-satisfied "TADA!" heard offscreen, one can assume that the person broadcasting the message has higher hopes.]

I present to you the Gyroscopically Navigated Airborne Thingy, GNAT for short, a Claudia Donovan original. Patent pending, rights reserved, all that junk. Do we even have patents here? Whatever. Check it out.

[After a few seconds of clacking and wobbling the top of the machine spins to life, and after a few seconds more, it lifts a few tentative inches from the ground. Still offscreen, Claudia hums the Transformers theme as the GNAT continues its unsteady ascent.]

I figure we can rig up a few cameras, maybe some kind of heat-sensor or something, and use these things to scout out the shadier locations around here. That way, we-

[As she speaks the sound of heavy wings can be heard offscreen, and an instant later, the GNAT is returned to its previous incarnation--though now, instead of being a mere pile of junk, it's a pile of junk in the beak of a very large bird.]

...ooor not.

[A beat as the creature continues toward the horizon, and within a few seconds, both it and its metallic prey are gone.]

So, who knows anything about bird repellant?

Sample Entry Two:
The Warehouse is many things to many people--a life purpose, a ticking time bomb, the perfect setting for a quirky sitcom--but Claudia prefers to think of it as a high-end shelf-stock computer circa 2008, something that strains to handle four gigs of RAM and could use a bit more room on its hard drive (don't even get her started on the sloppy retrieval protocol), but boasts a pretty bitchin' video card and has the potential to be so much more, if someone would just give her an unlimited expense account let her at its metaphoric and literal innards. They don't, of course. That would be too easy. No, she has to make do with scavenged and repurposed supplies, as if she were setting up a security system for Costco and not a top-secret storage space stuffed with objects of unimaginable power and owned by a group that makes the Illuminati look like the local PTA.

She hasn't gotten started on the wiring yet, but she has plans. Man, does she have plans. Sure, she just tweaked the system a couple months ago, but that had been the protocol equivalent of digitally remastering the X-Files series finale. There are some things in life that no amount of superficial tweaking can fix. Luckily for the Warehouse, a tech goddess of unparallelled talent is here to save the day. No need to thank her, guys. Really. It's not like she keeps the whole damn place running or anything.

Claudia grumbles something that's muffled by the screwdriver between her teeth as she balances on a carefully constructed tower of crates to lower a metal panel from the ceiling...then drops it, startled, when a rasping buzzer sounds in her pocket. Goddamnit. At least now she has a free hand to hold the screwdriver as she answers the Farnsworth.

"Kinda busy right now," she tells the screen.

"Be kinda busy in the office," says Artie. "We have a ping."

"It's not like, the mystical bowling ball of J. Edgar Hoover or anything, is it? Because I'm getting really, really tired of mystical bowling supplies."

"Oh, I'm sorry, do I pay you to be tired?" Grump grump grump grump grump. Claudia rolls her eyes as he continues. "No. I pay you to retrieve artifacts."

"You pay me?"

"Just get up here," he says, and the video cuts out. Claudia sighs, pocketing the device and screwdriver before climbing down her tower of crates. True genius is never appreciated in its own time.