LONG SHOT ♡ intruder / joining

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

Simulation troopers were definitely an interesting bunch. Agent Washington himself didn't really have to worry all that much about interacting with them. Lower Freelancers usually had tasks when going down to the bases that were usually separated based on the color that they were. It was there that they were usually instructed to help one side compared to the other before finally leaving. The Simulation troopers were basically guinea pigs for the Freelancers in order to train themselves and not much was thought about their lives. If he were to go on a mission with simulation troopers he wasn't going to let any of them die because it was just a training session. There was no use for any sort of lethal means either. They just wanted to get the task done and then report back to either the Director or the Counselor. Most of the tasks that they were given were something such as capture the flag, or king of the hill, or just taking over each of the bases while incapacitating the opposing simulation troopers. Agent Washington remembered hearing a while back that they had once sent Agent Carolina and Agent Texas down to a couple simulations troopers. He never knew the outcome of what happened that day and honestly, he didn't really care because when it came to how competitive they were with each other, it didn't matter who he could end up congratulating anyway. All of this meant that Washington had a lack of experience when it came to dealing with those that didn't know different strategies or simple tactics such as setting up perimeters or actually thinking before attacking someone. This would just mean that his interaction with Caboose was going to go one of two ways, he was either going to get information out of him or just end up giving up without saying anything. He couldn't waste any more time while he was here. He needed to get out and get out quick before the rest of the organization decided to call him MIA. If he just appeared out of nowhere years later, it would just mean that they would think that he was hiding from them.

He doubted that they would believe him if he said that he was teleported to another world during the crash and turned into an animal at the same time. The notion was just too crazy to even for the likes of Project Freelancers. His own life was on the line, and he knew that no one in this place would be able to understand the type of predicament that he was actually in. Agent Washington also didn't seem to realize that he could be intimidating toward others in the large form that he was currently residing in. Which was both good and bad depending on who he was interacting with. It would be a good means of gathering information from others. The wildcat could torture others to gain said information, but right now he wasn't sure if he wanted to go back to those specific roots. When he had approached the golden retriever, he had expected a different response from him. The canine basically fell over himself, causing him to stop and wait for the other to right himself. Washington didn't even bother to try and help the other from his fall, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at the others reaction. A low sigh would escape the Freelancer's jaws inside of his helmet, his eyes scanning over the other. He doubted this guy had been a former Freelancer like himself, but that didn't mean it was against he rules to be cautious either. As soon as the other's helmet began to move around his face, he knew that the other wouldn't be able to see him for a couple minutes. What he didn't expect was for the other to call out and say that he was blind. The Smilodon had a dumbfounded look spread across his facial features, luckily hidden by his visor. Was this guy.... really that stupid? "W-What? No, you aren't blind your helmet just turned itself around." The armored specimen would state in almost a tone that sounded like it was the most obvious thing that was happening to the male.

He would raise one of his dark grey paws and rub the side of his neck, one of the pieces that was indeed exposed from his armor. Luckily, Caboose seemed to gather himself together, realizing that he wasn't indeed blind. The smilodon was about to open his mouth again to repeat his demand, but the other seemed to be in the dwells of his own mind. Saying that someone gave it to him, unless he ended up stealing it. Washington doubted that. The UNSC and Project Freelancer constantly kept track of their gear, and would never let anyone steal it. Unless someone was powerful enough and was constantly on the run, but Caboose didn't seem to be that type. This was going to be a long day. "No soldier you didn't steal it. What is your name and where were you stationed?" Washington would ask again. This guy had to be a former human. At least that's what he was hoping because based on what he was saying would give him his desired reaction. If someone had just found the helmet out in the forest, he would need to be directed where exactly that area was. The Freelancer was quick to notice movement a little bit of a distance from him. The lion-sizedn sized animal turned his head to look in the direction, only for his heart to stop for a couple of seconds. What the fuck. Was that. It looked like a dinosaur. That couldn't be true. They were extinct. Wait. So was he. Whatever, the other didn't seem to approach and it didn't bother Washington so he would just ignore the other. His body language expressing every sort of authority and power, although it wasn't challenging toward the Utahraptor. If she tried to attack him though, he would immediately fight back without a second thought. He was a soldier. Those that shot at him first were bound to get shot back. "speech"

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Tags | Updated 06/26/18:

GENERAL:
★ AGENT WASHINGTON | WASH, WASHINGTON, DAVID | MALE
★ Heterosexual
★ 3 years | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Ascendants |  Regular member | Freelancer, Former Human

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Agent Washington always wears his armor and never takes it off. Which means no one knows what his face actually looks like.
★ He hates being called any sort of nickname, preferring for his full name to be used when addressing him. He will constantly state so, as its just how he's used to being talked to.
★ Agent Washington suffers from insomnia and auditory/visual hallucinations. 
★ The armor that he wears is extremely tough, there are some spaces in between the armor, but if someone were to hit his armor it would not break.
★ Due to his experience when he was a human, he prefers working alone and not counting on others to help him in a bad situation.
★ Washington will not trust your character. No matter how nice they are. He will not tell them anything until getting to know them.
★ His current goal is to turn himself back into a human, as he doesn't want to be a cat forever. Because of this goal, he is less likely to offer assistance to the groups.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ AMORED SLATE GREY SMILODON FATALIS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference (#3).
580lbs. Agent Washington is a species of Smilodon, roughly the size of a lion. Washington is different compared to most Smilodons due to the strange coloration of his fur. That being a dark slate grey compared to the regular tawny of a simple smilodon. There are faint spots that are visible around his back legs, but only when the light hits it in a specific way. Not only that, but Agent Washington wears titanium alloy armor, making it extremely durable for taking hits and can be used as a means of bashing an enemy. The armor color itself is slightly lighter than that of his actual fur color. He wears a chest plate, that covers his chest and half of his back. Then there are shoulder plates that cover his shoulders and his arms protecting the front half of his body. There is a gap between the shoulder plate and the rest of the arm plate of his armor. His shoulder plate is a yellow, making it stand out from the slate grey armor he wears. Washington also wears a Spartan Helmet resembling that seen in the Halo series. The visor is a reflective gold and having a yellow line going down the middle of the helmet. While he wears armor, one doesn't notice the extreme amount of scars that cover his body, that has transferred from the time that he was a human. Scars ranging from those made by knives, bullets, and blunt trauma. Since his armor doesn't cover the lower half of his body (flank, and back legs), several scars can be seen uncovered in that area. Even though no one has seen his face, if someone were to see his face, his eyes are a deep gold color with blue wrapping around his pupil. The blue is a result of the trauma from a failed AI implantation when he was human. There is a scar on the back of his neck that branches out almost like a lightning bolt, and its barely visible as his helmet hides the majority of said scars. Being a Smilodon means that he has long incisors, but it seems for some reason someone had filed down his incisors, making them useless unless he can put enough force into the blow. However, since he wears his helmet, its impossible for him to use his fang to attack. Leaving his powers and paws as the only offensive means.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Once being immature, goofy, and charismatic, Washington was changed completely after the implantation of a computer inside of his head that nearly caused him his death. He is a soldier and hasn't been anything but a soldier in his life, making sure to follow the rules as much as possible. He believes loyalty is everything, and unless given a reason to he will not betray anyone. He is extremely serious and will work himself to exhaustion before trying to relax. Thinking that he must be prepared for everything that will be thrown at it. He prefers to be alone, but that just puts more stress on his head due to the factor that his mental stability is almost nonexistent. Washington is an expert when it comes to regular military strategies, and he almost knows nothing of the clans and how they work. In his mind, he is only on an alien planet and they potentially did something to him. He knows that he needs to get back to the project once the ship had crashed, but now he is actually in a different world. His only plan is to figure out a way to find his goal, and if that means he has to kill anyone in his way to get the information he will do just such. Washington suffers from different lapses of hallucinations and this can be easy for him to snap toward others in a violent manner. Being a soldier, if all else fails he will use violence at his full extent.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Air Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Earth Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Fire Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ X-Ray vision (Not Discovered)
★ Teleportation (Not Discovered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend
★ Physically extreme | Mentally easy | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in by tagging account
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC