LOUDER THAN WORDS | {OPEN, POWER DISCOVERY?}

[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

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Agent Washington

former human - freelancer - manipulative

Their helmets were somewhat complicated. Or at least as complicated as something as a helmet could even remotely get. They were filled with technologies and wires that Washington wasn't even quite able to understand all that well. The Freelancer had never been a mechanic, and if they wanted something to fix they rarely did it themselves and had those that were hired by them do it instead of them. It probably could be said that they were lazy in that regard, but they didn't care as long as they got the stuff that they needed. A week. Washington had been working to get the technology inside of his helmet to start working again, and it was barely working. He had tried fixing Tex's helmet when he had asked her for it since he was fairly certain that he had messed up something in his helmet when he had tried to fix his radio the first time. The former human had faith that he would be able to fix it himself and not really worried about the likes of others asking him for help because he wouldn't agree to let them help him. Even if they asked nicely he wasn't going to give any Freelancer equipment to just everyone.

There were several functions that used to work in his world before he came here. Such as the radio they used to talk to one another, bio scan, injury evaluation inside of their suits, HUD projections, and even more. Washington had gotten his HUD to work here and there just by pressing a couple of buttons and the lights worked perfectly fine so he didn't have much to worry about again. Although, the HUD that was displayed simply gave him a clock, the temperature of the environment he was in, and then a calendar that was extremely difficult for him to use and actually operate on a regular basis. But he got it to work, and he knew that there was going to need to be more progress that needed to be made. His arm was fixed now and that meant that he could work a little bit faster and multitask with what he was working on. After soldering some of the wires that he had been thinking were for his helmet, the former human put on the said helmet after putting on the back plate that hid all of the wires that were inside of it. As usual, he had the rest of his armor on his body and didn't seem to be all that concerned of where he was sitting, which was at the edge of the Canopy near the trees. A place he spent most of his time to get away from everyone else as almost everyone enjoyed being around the outskirts of the territory.

He didn't blame them. That was where some of the remotely interesting stuff happened. After his helmet was on, as soon as it made contact with his body the lights inside of the helmet came on. He wasn't sure how it was really possible since the helmet wasn't exactly connected to a power source, but he didn't really bother to question it. Even if it meant that he would discover that he had electricity elementals. There were papers littered all around his small workspace on the grass, and the soldering iron was turned off although it was still a little bit hot. He looked around the inside of his helmet to see if there was anything different, and he didn't see anything. Well, that could be both good and bad. He raised one of his dark grey paws and touched the button at the side of his helmet. Nothing. Okay. He moved his paw to touch an adjacent button, and all of a sudden, he lost the ability to see color. What the hell? His paw hovered toward the side of the side of his helmet as he hummed to himself, obviously not concerned about what he had just done anyway. It was then that he had looked down at his paws and so the individual bones that were there.

The dense metal that he wore was almost a vibrant color. As if they were taken with an x-ray. He knew this function and wasn't about to freak out at the initial finding of it. Washington had a small headache like he usually did, and he had more to focus on. It was one of the functions that his helmet used to have, a small subfunction of a bioscan that allowed him to check vitals of those that he was working with. It seemed the wires that he was busy connecting weren't for the radio, but instead for his bioscan. He tilted his head to the side until he heard a pop inside of his neck before using the raised paw to scratch at the side of his helmet. [b]"Interesting.." Washington said to himself as to turned to his notepad and began to scribble things down, which was a little bit hard with the function still on. Of course, it wasn't the helmet that had the function, technically, but, instead the smilodon was able to turn off the power on and off. And since it was something that he was familiar with, it reminded him of what his helmet was capable of, not of the possibility that he had a power.

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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