I LIFTED MY GUN AND FIRED AWAY | {OPEN}

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

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Agent Washington

former human - freelancer - sassy

It was true that even Carolina had yet to see what his face actually looked like. The Freelancer had no reason to show his comrade his face when she could just as easily communicate with him when he had his helmet on. That wasn't who he was, and who he was trying to be. Whatever this animal was. The Freelancer didn't like being an animal, and he was fairly certain that others knew this by now. Washington had no intention of accepting what he was, maybe just because he was stubborn or he believed that there was indeed a way of getting back to being human. It didn't matter to him. While he had his eyes closed, Washington heard pawsteps that were coming toward him. He wasn't the greatest when it came to figuring out what movements meant what and who they belonged to. He didn't have that kind of time after all. Washington lowered his head to its neutral position so that he wasn't leaning his head against the tree. It was Thea. The leopard seemed to be around wherever he was, and he knew exactly why. That didn't mean he was more likely to deal with the female anytime soon, and at the mention of Stark, a huff escaped his jaws. He wasn't going to ask for anyone's help either. Maybe he was too stubborn but he didn't care.

Luckily the healing smilodon's eyes had been closed when she had teleported her way over so he didn't see her use said power. [b]"I don't want anyone else touching my gear. This equipment isn't exactly from this timeline so I doubt he would be able to figure it out himself." Washington would state calmly in the usual deadpanned tone that he used. It wasn't anything against Stark, of course, he just thought that either of them would be better at it. Then came the questions about his armor again, which others didn't seem to understand why he constantly wore the gear and such. He was a soldier and needed to be prepared for anything. That was the same in this world as well as strange things constantly seemed to be happening. "It's for protection. Its also against protocol to leave any of the gear where I'm from unattended. Habit." That was part of the truth, as there was a list of reasons as to why he wore his armor. Some more personal than completely logical. Everyone probably had questions about his armor, and he was perfectly fine with that. He heard movement that was coming toward him, and he turned his head to look at Suiteheart. He adjusted the way he was sitting, and Suiteheart was one of the few animals in this group that he somewhat respected.

Although he was still confused as to how she had come back to life in the first place. Same with how Carolina ended up coming back to life. A huff escaped his jaws at the mention of asking Stark for help. The guy had just arrived and it seemed everyone thought all technology was the same. This was different, and he had some of the knowledge of how to maintain his equipment. Texas would probably be better at it then him, but he didn't really care. "Not going to happen." Washington would state calmly, ignoring the lone wolf comment. If he was a lone wolf type of personality, he wouldn't even be here right now and be off on his own. Sure it would be a stupid decision but he wouldn't really care. Washington then looked at his notebook as Suiteheart questioned what it's about. "It contains schematics of the helmet and where the different wires are. It also documents the different trials I have been conducting and the conclusion of them." The Freelancer would reply, obviously leaving out the fact that none of them had been successful. He was working on it. Washington would turn the page to a detailed drawing of a Mark 6 helmet and showing it toward Suiteheart by pushing it across the ground.

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Tags | Updated 07/27/18:

[color=black]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