The Grand OC! [CONTEST XXX: HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEN]

Biography: Young Criminal Mastermind Damon Higgins admired his latest handiwork with a smug smirk. Standing in front of him was a perfect replica of himself, identical in every way except for the fact that it was shining silver and he was not. He raised a hand in front of him and could barely restrain his evil glee as the swarmbot mirrored his action.

"Swarmbot, take the form of..." Damon trailed off for a moment thoughtfully, "Mindy Morgan." (She was one of the members of a band he used to like and who he still harboured a crush on.) The surface of the robot shimmered and then shifted, a wave rolling through the machine transforming it from the awkward angular figure of Damon to the curvaceous, unrealistic figure of Mindy. It was really quite impressive.

"Ooh, fancy." commented a voice from behind him. Damon turned with a start, ready to do battle with any intruders, but it was only his grandma. She was short and plump with a friendly face and snow white grey hair.

"Hey nan." He said, a little embarrassed as though he'd just been caught doing something he wouldn't have liked her to see. Damon started rushing around his laboratory; generally tidying things up and opening the blinds on the window to let a little natural light in.

"Hi dear," she said, "I just thought I'd bring you down a little snack. A growing boy like you needs to keep himself fed." It was at this point that Damon noticed the plate of Battenberg and the glass of milk his grandma was carrying. He took them from her and put them down on the side.

"Thanks." He said with a smile. "My favourite."

"So why don't you tell your old nan about your flashy new robot?" she asked.

"Okay so it's called Swarmbot and really it's not one machine but millions of tiny microscopic machines that can come together in whatever form you like." Damon said, practically beaming. His grandma had taken a seat at his computer while he spoke. "But not just that it has the capabilities to alter matter at an atomic level. Let me demonstrate, what would you like?"

"A cup of tea would be lovely dear." His grandma replied.

"Okay yeah I can do that give me a minute." Damon said and ran off downstairs to hunt for a cup. His grandmother sat and glanced around his laboratory as she waited; it was as much a mess as ever, filled with machines, gadgets and gizmos in various states of completion. She'd always said it was healthy for a boy to have a hobby. Sometimes she did wonder if she was doing the right thing in encouraging him, but she was sure he'd grow out of this whole Young Criminal Mastermind phase soon enough. Amongst the machines she spotted something like a helmet that she couldn't recall having seen before, picked it up and idly turned it over in her hands. It was wired to something but there was so many wires crisscrossing the room it was difficult to ascertain what.

Damon's grandma mused that she probably could have made a cup of tea the traditional way by now, and from downstairs she could hear Damon rattling through the cupboards. Out of boredom more than anything else she put the helmet thing on, and then everything went weird.

When Damon did eventually return, cup in hand, he found that the swarmbot was missing and his grandma was sat vacantly, wearing the helmet he'd intended to use to upload his consciousness to his new machine body.

Name: Swarmbot but more likely to respond to Agatha Higgins
Gender: Female by habit
Species: Nan
Text Colour: i dunno blue?
Description: Agatha was short and plump with a wrinkled but approachable face and short grey (but more actually white than grey) hair. She more often than not wore cardigans and a pair of glasses on a chain around her neck. Agatha has the capability to take whatever appearance she pleases, but for the most part she'd probably default to a replica of her own physical form. No matter what form she takes it would be entirely shiny silver.

Agatha is the kind of person who will be waiting for a bus with a stranger but by the time the bus comes she could practically tell you their life story. She's kind and caring and she has a tendency to take on other people's problems as though they are just as important as her own. She hates to see a mess and if left alone long enough will probably try to tidy up. She practically runs off cups of tea and will not be happy if she misses her soaps.

Items/Abilities: She has the ability to transform into any form she can imagine and the ability to alter matter on an atomic level.