From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe

Goof extraordinaire!
Pantslass
Player: @Jupi Knight
Origin:	Natural
Archetype:	Blaster
Security Level:	7
Personal Data
Real Name:	Alexandra
Known Aliases:	Pantslass, Lass, Shorts, Alex
Species:	Human
Age:	19
Height:	5'2
Weight:	98-100 lbs (Depending on how much she ate today..)
Eye Color:	Blue
Hair Color:	Red
Biographical Data
Nationality:	Unknown
Occupation:	Pantsman's Ward/Sidekick
Place of Birth:	Unknown
Base of Operations:	Pantslair
Marital Status:	Single
Known Relatives:	Mother, Father. "Disowned" herself from them.
Known Powers
Agile, lithe, quick, and witty.
Known Abilities
Sureshot with a bow and arrow.
Equipment
Endless amounts of pants.
Possibly the most useless sidekick ever! (But she thinks she's the best.) Music: "The Middle" - Jimmy Eat World

Basic Information

Alexandra “Shorts” McKinley. A defiant, redheaded, nineteen-year-old ball of fire. Called “Alex” by her parents, as they always wanted a boy, she reguarly found herself going by “Shorts,” instead. Always part of the lower-class, she never knew there was anything more than poor. At eighteen, frustrated by her parents being overbearing, treating her like a child, and referring to her as “their son,” she ran away. Nothing much to take with her, she had a pair of her favorite shorts, jeans and a tee-shirt. Found on the street by her mentor Pantsman, taken in as his ward with Pantslad. She is in constant need of reprimanding for her stupid, childish ways, but she is finally happy with her counterparts. Wearing a pair of pants over her face as the others to hide her identity, she may get awkward stares or comments. Not that it mattered. She’s too excited to be around other people to care when she’s insulted.

The Trio

• Pantsman : The leader-- The pants' crotch, if you will. "'Son, would you mind closing up the shop. I've got to tally up these last few quarters.' This was the last thing my father said to me, before being gunned down cruelly by a crazed thief. What kind of monster, would rob a laundromat? What kind of monster, would use the excuse that he still had a pair of pants, rotating in the wash? The kind that still roam the streets, waving guns and knives and shivs like they were some trophy of grisly achievement. My father, was a kind man. A good man. But he would not have stood for the injustices being committed on the streets of Paragon. I trained. For years. For the day when I could return, stronger. And do battle against the forces that infect the alleys like a plague. But I needed something. A reminder of the pain I had felt all those many years ago. Yes father. I will become like pants."
  

• Pantslad : The first leg. David Lawrence was originally an apprentice magician and illusionist, performing simple card tricks and minor feats of prestidigitation for parties and social gatherings. His career really took off, however, when he was given the opportunity to work alongside the hero Pantsman. He delved into the magics of pantsomancy, in time, mastering the very essence of pants themselves, siphoning their essence to empower himself. His study of pantsomancy heightened his previous magical feats as well, leading his enemies to believe that they were actually being strangled by a flurry of angry pants, when in reality, it was all a complex pants illusion.
  

• Pantslass : The second leg. Of course we all know the redheaded girl is a flaming mess. But her relationship with the other Pant-legs is quite involved. She sees Pantsman like a father, but at the same time like a drill instructor. She treats him with disrespect due to her flamboyant attitude, though she never means half of what she says. She loves the man dearly for taking her in and telling her his story. Trusting her enough to let her join in his quest to take down any and all offenders. With Lad, the situation is a little off. She seems to have a secret crush on the boy, but she treats him, as well, like a dog. Makes fun of his outfit and anything else she can- though she'll take any opportunity to take a good slap across his ass.