General Information: Name: Robert Myers Aliases: York, Agent New York, Foxtrot 12 Gender: Male Quote: "You said it was an encrypted lock. This is a holographic lock." "Is there a difference?" "Yeah--hence the two names!" "So can you open it or not?!" "Of course I can! It's just much harder. I brought it up because I wanted you to know how kick-a** I am." --Agent New York and Agent Texas, Red vs. Blue: Out of Mind, Part 4 Likes: breaking into things, spending time with D, being read to by D, strawberries, spending time at home, his family, the quiet life Dislikes: getting shot (who doesn't?), having to read by himself, anyone who gets between him and D, the government About: York was a freelancer from the government's Freelancer Program. Unlike other agents such as Tex, he and his AI, Delta, got along well. After years on the run with no one to trust but each other, York and Delta fell in love. Since then, they've created a large and loving family together. They've had a few ups and downs, but in general, life is looking up. They couldn't be happier.
York's hair and right eye are brown; his left eye is grey due to scar tissue from a training accident years ago. Ever since then, that eye has been blind and causes him occasional pain. He is an accomplished locksmith and is not particularly social.
Relationships: Parents: unknown Siblings: unknown Mate: Delta Offspring: Yvette, Kyna, Dominic; Lawrence, Raleigh, Lyon Friends: Tex, Carolina AI: Delta, also known as D
OOC Information: Status: Taken heart Posts in: tan
General Information: Name: Kyna Myers Aliases: K Gender: female Likes: Being with Yvette, reading, spending time with Dad and Daddy Dislikes: being separated from Yvette, being scolded by Dad About: Kyna is the daughter of the Delta AI and Freelancer Agent New York. Kyna's inheritance is somewhat spotty: like D she is an AI and she can actually lie (though she prefers not to), but she inherited York's height and some of his sensitivity.
Relationships: Parents: D (Daddy) x York (Dad) Siblings: Yvette, Dominic; Lawrence, Raleigh, Lyon Mate: Rainbow Sprinkles Offspring: Duneetit, Finnbar, Carameldansen Friends: SC, Monty, Pi, BB, Miss
OOC Information: Status: Taken! heart Posts in: sea green
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 8:16 pm
General Information: Name: Fogstep Aliases: Foggy Gender: Male Theme song: "Destiny Rules" by Fleetwood Mac Likes: running, misty mornings, open moorlands, rabbit Dislikes: being called nosy, Geyser (most of his dreams--and by dreams, I mean nightmares--begin with Geyser dancing in a shower of gold and waking up with a new name in a new place) About: Fogstep is a curious noodle, and not just because he feels the need to stick his nose into everything. Foggy believes that he has been reincarnated over and over and over again in many different bodies over the years. It gives him a unique perspective on life, all about letting it go and letting it flow. He's a rather sweet individual, though he will become fierce when someone he loves is threatened.
Most of Fogstep's previous lives have been lived as a Warrior cat. He still believes he is one. He worships his ancestors, gives thanks to them for the lives of his prey, and lives with honor. But it does mean that he can be a little...odd sometimes, and socially awkward. His mate Aine has been clearing him up on that score, though.
Relationships: Parents: Silverears x Cloudclaw Siblings: Mistpaw (deceased) Mate: Aine Offspring: Cathair, Keelan, Dagda Friends: Various and sundry (ie, I don't remember); Pwnage, Yoake
General Information: Name: Pwnage Aliases: Pwn Gender: Female Quote: "Defying Gravity" from Wicked Likes: art, being left alone Dislikes: harpies, popular or arrogant people About: When Pwnage was small, she hated her appearance and coped with this hatred by hiding herself from the world. Since then, Pwnage has grown older; she's experienced the world, fallen in love, and met people. She's had children, raised children, and watched those children have children of their own.
These days, Pwn is still quiet. She still doesn't talk very much, but she's very good at listening to people. She makes stunning pieces of artwork, both for money and commission and for free. She takes pride in her family, but don't expect her to be very outgoing.
Relationships: Parents: Geyser Eelborn x Kaju_Inu mock breeding Siblings: ??? Mate: none anymore Offspring: For the Win, Lawlwhut, Hellzyeah Bish Friends: Yoake, Vestia, Cathair, Eris, Matt, Ambrose
OOC Information: Status: One breeding left Posts in: Navy
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 8:31 pm
General Information: Name: Agrona Wahr (armored version Aliases: Agent Montana, Montana, Monty (preferred nickname) Gender: Female Theme song: "Miranda" by Fleetwood Mac Likes: fencing, the color orange, being on Red Team Dislikes: thinking about the past, other freelancers, shooting About: Agrona Wahr was once a government operative "Freelancer," and though she was not the best of the lot, she often considered herself to be one. When her superiors tricked her into killing her brother, she faked her own death and defected to his army in penance. Since then, "Monty" has grown up; she's felt guilt, she's dealt with it, she's done things she regretted and atoned for her mistakes. Monty now considers herself to be an old lady, and strives to be easy going and relaxed. She tries to take the world calmly and with dignity, and to pass on the fruits of her wild youth--the wisdom she's earned--to the next generation. Though she still loves to party and to fight, she tries to be responsible in everything she does.
Relationships: Parents: ??? Siblings: Tam (deceased) Mate: None' dating Lilith Bloodfire and cautiously optimistic about it. Offspring: Tam, Heidi Familiar: Billings Friends: Pi, Kyna, Miss AI: Pi
OOC Information: Status: dating Lilith Bloodfire Posts in: orange red
Familiar:
Name: Billings Species: Dragon Drink: Lonely Samurai Sake Gender: Male Noodle: Agrona Wahr Type: Foil About: When Billings (named for the capital of Montana, har, har) first arrived, Pi was afraid she wouldn’t like the little bugger. Monty was hoping that Billings would get along with Pi but still be on Monty’s side. Well…they both won. Sort of. Billings helps Pi by making sure that Monty doesn’t do something stupid, but he still enjoys having a fun time. The three of them get along well, and the girls find themselves wondering what their tenure as soldiers would have been like with the smart-talking dragon on Monty’s other shoulder. Posts in: dodger blue, orange red underline
General Information: Name: Pi Gender: Female Quote: "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down Likes: being useful, her family, Dislikes: People who disagree with her About: Like Monty, Pi is a rough-edged stone worn smoother by the river of Time. Once a ruthless aspect of the Alpha, driven by her core essence--Vengeance--Pi was and still, to a certain extent, is a short-tempered mean machine. Her early relationship with the world was ruined by what she considered to be her primary objective, making Monty into a killer who did not hesitate to follow orders. But her love for Epsilon, the Alpha's memories, and her growing respect for Monty and for other people in general, softened that aspect of her. These days, Pi is simply a fiery, sharp-tongued, foul-mouthed grandma who can and will teach her descendants how to use a rocket launcher. Hey, it's defensive! But like Monty, she's far more likely to give advice. And don't mess with her assignee. Ever. Or her mate, or her kids.
OOC Information: Status: Taken Posts in: dodger blue
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 8:57 pm
General Information: Name: Yoake Gender: Male Theme Song: "Cool, Cool River" by Paul Simon Likes: swimming, watching the moon rise Dislikes: bullies, foxes who hurt others About: As a child, Yoake was a young hero in the making; loyal to the Goddess, his friends, and his family (as it were), he was--and still is--willing to go anywhere for those he loved.
He appeared in the shop early one morning with a tag that said YOAKE hanging from his chopsticks. Fogstep--the only fox in the room--took him in, assuming that the tag was his name. The orphan settled in quite nicely, Foggy becoming the father he never had. Everything he knows about fighting he learned from Foggy.
When Yoake was a kit, he met the beautiful Yugure. At first glance, they couldn't be more different--but Yoake loves her anyway for the spice she brings into his otherwise dull life, not just for her good looks. Unfortunately, at some point Yugure and one of their daughters, Moriko, moved away, and the heart-broken Yoake hasn't seen them since. For a long time, he suffered from depression, devastated and confused, wondering what he'd done to lose his Yugure.
Yoake's life changed yet again when he made the acquaintance of a lonely moon goddess named Chandra. Ever since meeting her, Yoake's been walking on moonlight. He feels blessed to have known love twice in his life, but he's still terrified that he might lose her like he lost Yugure.
General Information: Name: Vestia Byrn Gender: female Likes: warmth, being with her family Dislikes: shouting, excess technology, being reminded of the bad times About: Vestia is the daughter of Rodney Byrn and Pi. Both of her parents could best be described as fiery, as could her sister; but Vestia is as calm and serene as the reflection of the full moon on a smooth lake. She is an AI, but unlike much of her family, she rarely uses her abilities; in fact, she is not very tech savvy, and prefers spending her days writing books and travelogues.
Vestia has gained and lost a lot throughout her life; her sister Urania disappeared many years ago, and she's lost contact with most of Urania's descendants. Her friend Sakura and her mate Mishap have both disappeared. Her father, whom she was never close to, disappeared; police suspect he may have been the victim of a serial killer. She prefers listening to people to talking and smiling to frowning.
Relationships: Parents: Pi x Rodney Byrn Siblings: Urania Mate: Formerly Mishap Offspring: Eris Friends: Yoake, Pwn, Forty, Cathair, Foggy
OOC Information: Status: Open! Posts in: red
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 9:27 pm
General Information: Name: George Whitman Aliases: Agent Georgia, Doc Whitman Gender: Male Theme song: "Peacekeeper" by Fleetwood Mac Likes: being of help to people, the AIs, calling soldiers by their real first names Dislikes: Command, the Director, sadists, having to shoot, Jamaica State University (hacks!), his government nickname, jetpacks About: George was the Freelancer medic, a former soldier who was roped in for the show when Command found that he had an excellent education and was probably going to be discharged dishonorably from the army. In Project Freelancer, he found refuge in his med lab, caring for the victims of the intense rivalries that inevitably popped up. As he did, he came to know their AIs and respect them as individuals whom he called by their nicknames. He refused an AI partner, arguing that away from combat he would not need it, though the real reason was that he did not want to run the risk of losing his mind should there be trouble with an AI. When Epsilon suicided and the rest of the Freelancers scattered, George stayed on, assured of a job.
Things turned sour later on, however, and George found it necessary to leave employment--not necessarily with permission. He now lives with a psychiatric nurse he met during his post-Freelancer days, Margo Hall, to whom he is happily married. He runs a clinic staffed by several members of his family, and would like to remind them that the supply closets are not for goddamn orgies.
His armor enhancement is a device that diagnoses infections--a useful thing for a field medic. Relationships: Parents: ??? x ??? Mate: Margo Hall Offspring: Ahiga, Kai; Sherman, Tessa Friends: Agrona, Pi, Silo, Liam, Ryan, Robert, Eps, D, Ellie
General Information: Name: Ahiga Gaagii Whitman Gender: Male Likes: running around, doing daring stuff, being energetic, having a little fun on the job Dislikes: anything that threatens his family, arrogance, being scolded, losing his glasses About: Ahiga Gaagii Whitman is a rebellious spirit, the child of Agents New Mexico and Georgia. In his wild and crazy youth, he ran around with his little sister making trouble and doing things he knew he shouldn't do. This behavior resulted in an accident that left him needing glasses to see. Now as an adult, Ahiga has matured into a solemn and--HA! No. No, Ahiga is still full of life and wild ideas, but it's been tempered a bit by age and education. He followed in his father's footsteps and is now a doctor working in his father's clinic. His wife Shaye works alongside him as a nurse, and the two are quite the efficient team.
He would like to invite certain members of the family to try supply closet sex, it's awesome.
Relationships: Parents: Nizhoni Greenwater x George Whitman Siblings: Kai Shideezhi Greenwater; Sherman, Tessa Toha Mate: Shaye DuFresne Offspring: Luna Birdie Whitman Friends: Matt, Ambrose
OOC Information: Status: Taken Posts in: light green
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 9:40 pm
General Information: Name: Rho Gender: Male Likes: Intimacy Dislikes: Reminders of his past life About: Rho was one of the worst AI to come out of Project Freelancer, driving his organic partner insane. After a particularly cruel act of abuse he and his fellow AI Ayin directed towards her and her sons, Rho came to realize the seriousness--and sheer evil--of his actions. Rho has started a new life as a new person, disconnected as much as he can from the person he once was. He now lives mostly alone in a bare apartment and works at a second-hand bookshop. He has a lover, but other than her, he has no connection to the outside world. And that's just the way he wants it to be.
Relationships: Mate: none? It's sort of complicated. Offspring: Circe, Anael, Sekhmet Partners: Ayin, Carolina--both former
General Information: Name: Cathair Gender: Male Likes: Running through the fields, catching things, experiences Dislikes: Having nothing to do but mope About: Cathair's life as a kit revolved around his best friend Freyspra--they were sure that they were going to grow up and get married and have a bajillion kids together. Young love. Puppy love. But after a while, Freyspra left, and Cathair was left alone and heartbroken. He's taken to exploring the land and mapping it all out.
About the only exciting thing that's happened in his life since that unhappy day was meeting a gal named Horatia, someone else who relies on their sense of smell and hearing for the world. Oh, and his younger siblings, whom he is taking delight in teaching everything he knows.
Relationships: Parents: Aine x Fogstep Siblings: Keelan, Dagda Mate: None--crushing on Horatia Offspring: none Friends: Yoake, Pwn, Vestia, Finnbar, Gluttony, Matt
OOC Information: Status: Crushing on Horatia Posts in: peru
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 9:54 pm
General Information: Name: Matthäus Bauer Aliases: Matt Gender: Male Theme Song: "Stille Nacht" Likes: Warmth, family, friends, food, singing, Christmas Dislikes: Cold, being alone, cages About: Matt grew up in a large, loving family, one of the eldest. When he was a kit, he was kidnapped by black-market noodle sellers and trapped in a cage. Finally, a friend of the family located him and gave him a map to his house. Matt escaped and began a journey home across a dark and icy city, losing his memory on the way due to a nasty fall while escaping his pursuers with his broken wing. When he reached home, his memories returned. That was the best Christmas he's ever had.
The piece of paper is the map, which carries instructions in German, Matt's native language. He is fluent in English, though he's still accented. Matt is also an audiovisual synesthete; sounds, especially phonemes, trigger colors, and each letter and number has a distinct personality to him.
Although Matt loves his family dearly, he realizes that he can no longer stay at home now that he's an adult. So he's gone out into the world, deciding to live at the House of Mist. He currently owns a used bookstore and spends every Christmas with his family.
A stinging sensation seeped into my thin fur, something hard at my back. With a moan, I opened my eyes. I instantly regretted it, as the cold bit into my eyes. The distant sound of barks echoed in the distance, and the sound of traffic was not too distant. Slowly, I sat up, rubbing my eyes with frosted paws and blinking them several times. As I did, I felt a dull ache in my wings that wasn’t entirely from the cold. I turned and winced; one feathered appendage was crooked. Musta broken it sometime, I thought. But…when? My mind skittered from it, and I hunched over, trying desperately to remember anything. But I couldn’t. It was all a black shadow that did not respond. I couldn’t remember.
I groaned and opened my eyes. My frozen fingers were clasped around a piece of paper. I frowned and peered at it. Letters crawled across it, and lines crossed it. I hissed in frustration. I couldn’t read it. I was sure I could read, but the words were alien to me, dotted with capitalization in odd parts. As for the lines…a map? It certainly looked like one, with a star in one corner and a formidable skull in the other. But where on the map am I?
There were more pressing matters. Darkness was falling fast, as were the white snowflakes, hovering in the air to fall into the dirty snowdrifts. I couldn’t stay here, not for long. I padded out on frigid paws into the street beyond an ancient lamppost at the end of the ally. The streets were busy, glowing shop windows decked in wreaths and bows of evergreen. That seemed right as I glanced into the windows, weaving in between booted shoppers clutching their bags. If only I could remember why…
As I walked along the icy sidewalks, heads turned to stare at me on my left side. Whispers, talk, glares. I hid my paws in the end of my scarf and turned away from them. Something must be wrong with my face…dirty, or scarred, or something. But when I touched my cheek with my paw, it was clear—nothing attached, no flaw in the fur. An odd marking of some kind, or something. I stopped by a store with a mirror in the window. I peered into it, suppressing a gasp. A barcode was tattooed to my cheek. I stared, open-mouthed for several moments before turning numbly and walking on. I couldn’t stay still for long—my feet would freeze.
A quick glance at the piece of paper and a glance around seemed to give me a location—if the street bent like that and curved there…then I was sure where I was. I was only three or four streets from the star on the map. Doubtless it was my destination when I had fallen—a glimmering star in the distance, an island in a sea of darkness. The darkness of a frozen winter night and the darkness that bit at my mind. It was the only place there was, I was sure—besides the ominous skull. I had to stay away from there at all costs.
It was getting late, and the buildings shifted from large department stores to restaurants, to apartments, and finally to isolated houses surrounded by gardens. Clearly, only major streets were marked on the map. In fact, there were no streets now, really—just roads. The snow was deep and the crowds had long since dispersed. Now it was just me and the cold. I knew my place. The cold would win unless I reached the place marked by the star. Not long, I told myself firmly. Pretty soon you’ll be… I didn’t know what I would be. Safe? Warm? It could be a meeting place out in the elements. It might not be warm. It might not be comfortable. But it would probably be safer than the other place at the other end of town. Probably. But not surely.
One last road. I had long since memorized the map with feverish vigor. Just as well—there was no light, just blinding darkness. I wrapped my scarf across my nose, clutching my arms with my paws. One last road, winding through sparse woodland, and I would be…wherever I was going. My broken wing ached, ached, ached. I couldn’t go much longer without getting it treated. The road was under my paws somewhere—the map had been to scale so far as I could tell, and besides, no trees grew on this strip.
One thing, however, which I did not remember, was a blue line across the map that indicated a river, and had I been able to read the language and understand it, I would have known that it was marked “Creek bed.” One false step, and I was tumbling down a ten-foot tall bank, hitting my head hard on a rock. I whimpered as my head ached and my wing screamed. But then…
I could remember. Dimly, but I could remember again, for the first time. The horror of hands clutching me, dragging me away from this very creek bed, thrown in a cage at an emporium to be sold. Blackmarket noodles. Very popular, I suppose. I was tattooed with the barcode to identify me—the map, given to me by a friend, the wing broken while escaping, the fall from the roof while running from the noodle catchers that robbed me of my memory temporarily.
But the memories, however painful and frightening, made me grin. I knew who I was, and where I was going: Matthäus was coming home!
General Information: Name: Lyon Myers Aliases: Lyon Gender: Male Likes: Being safe, locks, reading, running Dislikes: Having an AI in his head, wearing his helmet (or any other part of his armor), duct tape About: Lyon's life has been full of unpleasant experiences. He was abused as a child by his mother's partners; she was too trapped by mental illness to protect him. But when her partners levied an unspeakable abuse on him, she rallied herself, got Lyon to safety, and kicked them out of her life.
Lyon spent a long time recovering from the experience, and though he has recovered, he is still a little bit traumatized by the experience. He has grown stronger, more confident, and less fearful, though, through support from his mother and sisters, as well as the support from his mate, Carson, an old friend of his and the son of the people who took Lyon in while he was recovering.
He wears his brown hair long, with his bangs grown out and swept across his face to hide his eyes; he has royal blue eyes, like his mother. He's actually never seen wearing his armor. He hates wearing armor--bad memories--and can usually be found in a sweater vest and jeans.
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