LILY-LIVERED / o, mock raid

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

There were several different tactics that could be used in order to better someone. Washington knew this because they were always trying to figure out a way to keep the military on its toes so that they would be ready for any sort of situation that was there. Before he had joined Project Freelancer, he had just been in the regular military as a marine, and they would often time train themselves in simulations so that they would be able to react accordingly to what was happening to them. This made it easier for them to do it in the field, although it wasn't easier on them since being in a war and going through a war simulation were two different things. One had to think of said simulation as a means of risking life if they got hit during the simulation. Which wasn't hard to do when in the simulations there was only one person and it was you and the rest of them were the enemies. They didn't have an option of going up to the enemy and asking them if they wanted to test their skills out on them.

They would more than readily stick a bullet through their skull before agreeing to something like that. He was also pretty sure that they wouldn't even be able to understand whatever the hell that they were saying either. During his time in Project Freelancer, there were plenty of sparring matches that they were put through. Although, he wasn't exactly sure if calling them sparring matches was the right word to use. As the Freelancers would willingly break their ribs and break bones while they were fighting against each other. It was just the way that the program did things with one another and what he was used to having dished out at him. Although in this world he wasn't exactly all that much capable when it came to fighting creatures that were a lot larger than he was. That was because he didn't even know how to properly fight without the likes of a gun that he was used to having at his side. Something that was no longer capable in his current body even if he did manage to grab onto a gun. Even Carolina had managed to take him out with just a couple moves and he was on the ground despite the size differences between them.

One of the more common strategies was the armor paint field that they went through, having paint instead of ammo in the pistols that they were allowed to use. The paint was special though as it could lock up someone's armor in an instant and it stung a lot. From what Carolina said though, she never had to deal with the paint because she never got hit. Which Washington did because he wasn't exactly the best and it also depended on who he was going against. Armor lock didn't exactly injure someone per say, but it did give them a chance to feel a decent amount of pain. Washington like Carolina wasn't exactly sure what was going on. He heard some people speak of Tanglewood and how they didn't really trust the group, and it was a warbound group meaning that they were the threat to look out for if something bad did happen. Usually, where Carolina was, Washington was soon to follow after. The Freelancer didn't exactly want to get separated from his coworker, as that was because there were more threats that they needed to worry about and Tangle was not one of them. Compared to the rest of the group, wasn't afraid to start killing those that did piss him off maybe a little bit too much.

Washington was a soldier after all, and the aspect of killing didn't exactly effect him all that much. The Freelancer had jobs to do and he would make sure to do them right. Fighting someone 2 on 1 wasn't exactly rare for the likes of a Freelancer, and if Carolina wanted him to fight with her then he would. His attention, of course, was brought to the shape of the large animal that was there. He could see advantages to a large size, but a large animal going against a large animal? His armor would probably be the only save and grace. He could see why this exercise would be useful, but it seemed not all that great when both groups didn't exactly trust one another. His gaze flickered over toward Suiteheart where she was standing, and there seemed to be more Ascendant's members than Tangle members. He shifted his dark grey paws as he stood next to Carolina who looked like she was ready to take on any opponent that was decently sized. "Well... this is interesting." Washington commented to no one calmly. He still wasn't sure what to think of this place, but the more information he could gather from others meant that he would be readily prepared if he had to fight any of them. "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