Name: Solomon Key
Other aliases: Switchblade
Abilities/weapons: Solomon Key is made up of scraps - literal junk - which is magnetized to a specific frequency to cling only to his theoretical magnetic form. As long as he can get his "hands" on it, he can magnetize anything metal to his frequency and move it around like part of him body. Most of the time, his metal scraps inhabit a mostly inconsistent form which looks like a slug with small, mechanical arms with his head resting on op - in this form, he's roughly six feet tall - but can be manipulated to take any form, ever meshing different parts of the metal together to form shields, swords, anything with a blade. All his metallic pieces are razor sharp, so even brushing up against him is a terrible idea.
However, is metallic control is not unlimited, and if he is separated from his body by too great a distance, he will have no control over them. Cracking open his tiny metallic skull is easier said than done, as that part of him is made with an experimental metal far stronger than steel which even Berserker's claws would have trouble putting a dent it.
Faction: None... For now. He has a fragile moral compass, but it does exist, to be manipulated for the better or the worse.
Description or picture: Solomon Key's main form is a metal blob, a mass of mixing shards of steel. The only consistent part of his body is a slightly rusted metal sphere with a crooked jaw line ad two glowing orange eyes sunken in behind a pair of rust-coated, thick metal eyebrows. That is the main part of his body, and he manipulates the rest of his body from there.
Bio: Solomon Key was made by a busy engineer with the hopes of cleaning up metal scraps around his workplace - but after fourteen months of neglect, some of the man's coworkers entered the shop and toyed with his creation, giving him an ugly face and tossing him in the corner. But Switchblade had been busy - every tool in the shop was his to control. He had a a rapid escape after the police found the bodies of the two coworkers stuffed in a recycling dumpster, and he started from the ground up, collecting scraps to serve as a new body and weapon for him.