WEST COAST SMOKER ; weekly task, fighting lessons

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

Fighting was what made a soldier. Growing up in a world that was nothing but sunken into a war would obviously mean that Washington didn't exactly know the meaning of peace in the end. There was nothing but violence, bloodshed, and loyalty to the squad that one would be placed in. In a squad, anyone should be willing to lay down their life for one another without any sort of hesitation. The Freelancer knew that fairly quickly during the few times that he was allowed to lead a squad against insurrectionists that were on the planet. He almost didn't even grow up on Earth for that very long. Instead, he was placed onto a new planet where he was able to go up the ranks. Being promoted to Corporal meant that he was somewhat important to the team that he was on, and they were going up against the covenant during the Great War. He was a great shot and rarely ever missed. He was precise, and that's what other's ended up knowing about him in the future. However, at one point his squad had nearly all been killed, but he was able to save them. At the point of refusing his order from his Sergeant and injuring him so that they could all get away and the rest of the platoon would listen to him.

It was a hard decision to make, but at that time he wasn't willing to watch everyone that he worked with die at his feet. Agent Washington did hold a grudge against the Alien race that had indeed killed his friends, but he was never given a chance to seek out revenge. Instead, once they got back, he was immediately court-martialed for not listening to his Sergeants order and injuring a fellow officer during duty. It was a hard pill to swallow, but Washington was stubborn and believed that everything that he did had been for the right. He didn't care what other's knew about him, and that had been where Project Freelancer realized that he could become an asset to them. After a while, he was psychologically interviewed by the Counselor himself. He had researched a little bit on the Project itself and thought the idea was actually quite useful. Humans were losing the war, which he had witnessed first hand on that mission with his platoon. But since he was court-martialled, it meant that if anything bad ever happened to him, no one would come looking for a washout like himself.

He was expendable. Just like everyone else in Project Freelancer ultimately ended up being. He still wasn't sure what the organization saw in the likes of him. Yeah, he was a good shot, but he wasn't great compared to North who managed to use sniper rifles like they were nothing. He only had a battle rifle, but he was damn good with it. He also wasn't the best fighter either. That would belong to Carolina. In other words, he was the worst of the best in the Project. Which meant that he was still more than capable of holding his own once he had just this experimental project dealing mostly with AI. Was Joining the project the best thing that he had done in his life? Probably not. Especially with the situation, he was in now and the betrayal that he could feel constantly pressing down on his spine. He only wished the project had been what they had put on their brochures, instead of hiding the secrets that they held.

Now that he was in this world though, he was pretty sure that his fighting would become average compared to everyone else. Trust his instincts is one of the main aspects that he would probably follow first. Even if someone was capable of attacking the lion-sized animal, his armor being impossible to break through with just physical means. He was lucky to get more armor than Caboose and Church did. Although he thought that both of them wouldn't be able to make much use out of it in the end. The smilodon had figured out that they were simulation troopers. Making his life a whole lot difficult because they wouldn't be any more help. At least there wasn't another Freelancer around, as there would be no way he would just work with another from the project. In fact, he would probably try to kill them if it was another Freelancer.

Church would probably enjoy watching two Freelancer's trying to kill each other. Either way, Agent Washington felt like there was more to this group than he initially saw, and e had been right when Suiteheart called others over to train themselves. He wasn't going to join of course, as that would be giving too much away. He liked to train by himself, which was both good and bad. The armored smilodon would make his way over, his gold eyes glancing at unfamiliar faces and Caboose and Church. He was surprised that Church had even volunteered to do anything like this. An amused huff escaping his jaws as he heard someone talking about how no one here was willing to fight. Wait really? The soldier side of him was telling him that everyone should be prepared to fight anyone.

Although this place wasn't exactly stuck in a war compared to the one that they came from. Agent Washington sat off to the side, giving a good amount of distance from him and everyone else. "Fighting is a means for survival. Those that aren't willing to fight are just asking to get themselves seriously injured or killed." The Freelancer would speak in a strategic tone. To really no one in particular. If this was a training session, where was everyone else? There seemed to be too few animals around considering how active this place was. The thought confused him, and a frown spread across his facial features, hidden underneath his helmet that he always wore. If he was in charge of this, he would have already started to punish those that were here and make sure that those that didn't attend were given a stern talking to, and punished as well. There were of plenty methods of motivation after all. "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.
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