WATCH THE STARS — JOINING

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

Hostile was a relative term when it came to Washington's experience of what could be considered hostile. He had gotten used to thinking that everyone that he met was hostile until proven otherwise. And now with his increased paranoia, he doubted that even if they didn't show themselves to be hostile they were always hiding something. Washington had no reason to think that anyone was just nice for a reason. There had to be a catch for something that they wanted and Washington wasn't one to really find that out. Hence why he refused to have others get close to him in any shape or form. He liked having his helmet because there was always that barrier he would never have to worry about breaking. It was comfortable for Washington to not associate anything with those that he came into contact with. He remembered several instances of his life where he didn't think that someone was actually hostile. They had just been hiding their true intention, leaving several either injured or dead in their wake.

Something that Washington didn't want a repeat again and constantly had his guard up, even with someone like Carolina. The Freelancer still didn't have a complete reason to trust her, although her presence was at least somewhat good to be around. There had been several moments during the early portion of his military career that he got used to seeing aliens that they were killing quickly surrender. It wasn't like they had a place to put the aliens when they surrendered, and so that created some problems that they needed to communicate with their fellow soldiers. It had been in that moment when Washington was talking to his commanding officer off to the side that two soldiers had their heads sliced off as the alien hid a sword behind his back. They hadn't instructed the alien to drop his weapons, as they didn't think that they were capable of listening to what they were saying. They couldn't speak English after all, as they spoke their own language when communicating with one another.

As soon as the alien killed two of their soldiers, Washington and the rest of the platoon were quick to kill off the enemy. That didn't make them feel any better as their friend's bodies bled out from underneath them and there was nothing they could do but take their dog tags and give them to their next line of kin. It was from there that they quickly learned their lesson, but the situations became even more difficult when he joined Project Freelancer, that program has been the longest time that he had spent in a military career compared to the time he spent in the UNSC. Because instead of dealing with the aliens which were easier to kill because they were trying to kill them to extinction, dealing with humans was something new for the rookie Freelancer. Washington had to debate whether or not he was going to spare someone that was basically begging for their life. It was during this time that Washington didn't know that he was on the wrong side of the fight and that he was basically the bad guy in the situation.

He had hesitated once when he first joined the program and that had been the last time he had hesitated to kill someone. Washington had cornered someone that was cowering during a raid to get the objective. Carolina and Maine having moved on already. The Freelancer listened to the words of the soldier. He had a family of course. He didn't want to die and he didn't have any weapons on him. Washington had lowered his weapon and had been about to let the other go when he looked away again when he felt pain radiate through his shoulder as a bullet went through his body. The bullet was shot close enough to him that it had shattered a hole through his shoulder blade. It hurt, but he was used to getting shot, and Washington was quick to shoot the enemy right through the head. When his team asked him what happened, the Freelancer didn't want to talk about. Any mercy that he had from that point of being a rookie gone completely as he wouldn't hesitate to actually kill those that he came across. There were plenty of animals that were capable of being hostile given the chance to do so, Washington was the same as well.

The only reason he was calm around others was that he wanted to get some form of their trust so that they wouldn't think he was constantly up to no good. Which was working so far so good albeit it was taking a little bit more time to get used to. He still didn't like talking to those that he did come across because he always felt like he was wasting his time anyway. Agent Washington was still trying to figure out if there was any Freelancer technology that was around that they could use but had yet to find a single scrap. At the same time, he was on the lookout to find Carolina's armor since she didn't have any like he did. When he had first approached the tiger, Washington thought that his presence would make the other already nervous than they already were. He was fairly intimidating, and his gaze had looked over toward Carolina where she was sitting. It seemed like she was taking a break for a little bit, and Washington himself wasn't going to stay around here very long because he had to rest of his patrolling to do. He had a schedule to upkeep after all. He didn't say anything about her comment, knowing that was basically what they did all day. There weren't any threats for them to worry about from what he could gather.

Other than the places that were considered Warbound but he hadn't heard anything about them. He flicked one of his ears inside of his helmet as others approached and waited for the tiger to speak. Washington was around the same size as the tiger, being technically a saber-toothed tiger, but he was still a little bit shorter. The Freelancer listened to the tigers named and relaxed a little bit. Since Carolina had arrived without her armor there was a chance that it was another one like them and they could never be too careful. The other certainly had an interesting name and a name that wasn't exactly human. Foreignersgod. There was probably some sort of symbolism with said name. Washington flicked his shortened tail before he began speaking himself. "I'm Agent Washington." The Freelancer would introduce himself curtly and in militaristic tone. That wasn't his real name of course, but he hadn't said his real name in years and had chosen to adorn the new name that was given to him years ago. Washington didn't bother to introduce Carolina, the leopard more than capable of speaking her own name without any likes of his help. The armored smilodon would wait for a couple of seconds to see if the other had anything interesting to add if they didn't then he would walk off to finish his patrolling. "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:
★ ARMORED 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