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tsukacchako · 2 months ago
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ALNST PROFILE: THEO
tw // experimentation
work in progress -- will edit as time goes on and i think of more lore
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APPEARANCE:
Always covering his face with a mask of the emotion he’s feeling
Thinner, cat-like eyes
Always wearing a smile behind his signs
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BASIC INFORMATION:
Current age: 28
Pronouns: he/him
Gender: Genderqueer
Sexuality: Queer
Voice Claim: Denji (Chainsaw Man) and 6arelyhuman (singing)
BACKSTORY:
Adopted by his Guardian, Orlar, when he was a few days old. Orlar then experimented on him, taking out the parts of his brain that allowed him to feel empathy or kindness
Along with this, Orlar excessively put Theo on the smile torture device, so now Theo always wears a smile no matter the emotion he’s feeling
Orlar’s father worked at AREPH and he talks about how much better the world is when a pet human is returned to their guardian
Theo’s hatred for humans stems from Orlar
Met Vic and Pale on his first day at ANAKT and they quickly became close friends
However a few weeks later, he fell in love with Vic
Tried to “change the narrative” with Vic, convinced himself that he could love humans because he loved Vic
Wanted to change for Vic, and tried to change for him
After Vic escaped, Theo confirmed to himself that humans are the scum of the world and deserved to be punished
After this he made a deal with Orlar, saying that if he won a season of ALNST he would get him a job at AREPH. He won when he was 20 and then got a job at AREPH in the Human Capture Unit
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Pale is the only human Theo likes
They hang out regularly, Theo captures the humans and brings the one’s without a Guardian to Pale
Theo loves his job. He especially loves it when the pet humans fight back, because he knows he’s stronger than them
PERSONALITY:
Cocky + snarky
Observant
Smart
Masks Inferiority complex with a superiority complex
INSPIRED BY/ KINDA LIKE:
Kokichi from Danganronpa V3
Monoma from My Hero Academia
Ivan from Alien Stage
Rio Ranger from Your Turn to Die
PERMISSIONS:
Feel free to come up with lore with your ocs and Theo! If it doesn’t fit how I imagine him I’ll say something but don’t let that discourage you :3
Vic by @astoryofsuchwoe || Pale by @sotogalmo
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ivanttakethis · 3 months ago
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End of Round 6 - Tov’s Log
Vermillion vs. Aurien - ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR
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Solei had been the sun to Aurien’s moon for as long as Tov could remember.
Their light illuminated every fiber of Aurien’s being. She shined because they shined.
But after Solei disappeared, after Aurien’s daylight gave way to endless night, she let the darkness swallow her whole too.
She was never quite the same.
Even the way she sang was different.
It was haunting.
To the audience, it probably sounded beautiful.
But Tov knew the ghost behind Aurien’s voice was real.
Vermillion sounded haunted too, though in a slightly different way.
His ever present charm had melted away, raw emotion flooding his voice as he sang.
Tov knew right away that this round would be close. Aurien would have to give everything and then some to avoid a repeat of Round 3.
She couldn’t watch another friend die.
She couldn’t.
But Vermillion was Aurien’s friend too, right? Tov didn’t know if Aurien would ever betray a friend in the way that was necessary to win.
She ground her teeth.
The song finished, and the scoreboard totaled the points.
Vermillion 54. Aurien 46.
Her heart thudded once, hard enough to bruise. She stopped breathing altogether.
The moon would crash to the planet’s surface, and the tide would rise wild to meet it.
Tov thought of Solei. For the first time since they disappeared, she hoped they were dead.
If only so Aurien could reunite with them sooner.
“Vermillion Win” was projected in big letters on the scoreboard.
Then the screen went black.
“What the—”
A gun fired.
An emergency alarm started blaring.
Then the audio cut out too.
No! Aurien!
Something fast and sharp shot through Tov’s system, seizing her still weakened heart in its brutal grasp.
It wasn’t adrenaline, she knew that chemical reaction well.
No, this was something different. This was something worse.
Cassio, her mind screamed, I need to call Cassio now.
Tov fumbled for the phone and punched in her guardian’s number with a bit more force than necessary.
She held her breath as the line rang.
As soon as Cassio picked, Tov was assaulted by the panicked cacophony in the background.
Aliens were screaming, guards were shouting orders that fell of deaf ears, and that damn alarm was still wailing too loud to think.
“Tov?”
“Cassio.” Tov never thought she’d be relieved to hear their voice. “The broadcast lost the video feed and then there was a gunshot. Is everything alright?”
“Alright” definitely wasn’t the right word to describe the lead up to Aurien’s execution, but she couldn’t think of anything else.
“Everything’s gone to shit.” They hissed. “Someone cut the power to the whole complex and triggered the emergency alarms. There’s a stampede of aliens trying to get out of here and I’m currently stuck in the middle of it. We’re all trying to get to the backstage tunnels now.”
Tov’s mind was spinning. Was there an attack on Alien Stage? If so, what — or who — were they after? The judges? The audience? The contestants?
Himei and Tallis were still there.
What if something happened to them?
What if something already had?
She would have no idea until the lights came back on and someone sorted through the carnage.
Tov’s medical band beeped.
“This place is swarming with AREPH agents.” Cassio muttered, yanking Tov out of her spiraling thoughts.
AREPH. The Agency for the Recovery of Escaped Pet Humans.
Tov remembered a few AREPH agents showing up at Anakt Garden the morning after Solei disappeared.
The agent who interviewed her wore a silver badge with the agency’s seal. She could still recall what it looked like; how it gleamed when it caught the light.
Tov frowned.
Why would AREPH agents be there?
“Oh fuck—” Cassio’s voice shook.
“What? What is it Cassio?”
Their tone turned grave, “Tov, I need you to listen to me very carefully. I’m only going to say this once, and then I’m going to hang up.”
“What’s going on—”
“JUST LISTEN TO ME TOV!!”
Tov recoiled from the receiver. Cassio had never so much as raised their voice at her before. Her medical band beeped again.
They took a deep breath to compose themselves, then spoke in a very deliberate and deathly even voice, “Lock the doors. Turn off all of the lights in the house. Draw the blinds.” They instructed. “Don’t make any noise. Don’t pick up the phone. And don’t answer the door for anyone. Stay put until I get back.”
Tov finally had a name for the emotion that had a vice grip on her heart.
Fear.
She’d felt it so infrequently in her life that it was hard to identify amidst the chaos. But she felt it now.
Strong. Overwhelming. Terrifying.
A chill ran down her spine. Ice surged through her veins. She couldn’t move.
“Why?” Tov could barely get the words out. “Why do I have to do all of this?”
Cassio took pity on her.
“It’s about Solei. They’re here.”
And the line went dead.
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Round 6, amirite?? <- (is definitely failing to cope)
Shit got real this round. Lots of chaos. Lots of blood. Lots of thoughts and feelings. Honestly I’m still processing most of it.
It’s a good thing Tov stayed home for this round too because the ensuing panic probably would’ve given her a heart attack (not joking btw).
If you’re wondering how Cassio knew it was Solei at the competition, they passed by a monitor backstage that had the emergency message from this post flashing on it and recognized Solei’s ID number.
They tell Tov to act like she’s not home because AREPH agents could come looking for her since she is thought to be withholding information about Solei’s Anakt Garden escape.
Aurien belongs to @aurienneirua and Solei belongs to @solei-eclipse.
Himei, Tallis, and the Agency for the Recovery of Escaped Pet Humans (AREPH) belong to @lookatmysillies!
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lookatmysillies · 3 months ago
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ALNST OC Profile: Eddy
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Birth Date: 0730 (Leo)
Age: 23
ID: 057847
Body: 198 cm/76 kg
Affiliation: AREPH (Agency for the Recovery of Escaped Pet Humans)
Likes: Photography, Climbing, Napping, Waygein
Dislikes: Itchy Clothes, Being Left Out, Glass (their depth perception is awful and they run into a lot of walls and doors)
Special Talent: Climbing things that just. Should not be climbed
Fun Facts:
-They/them/it/its pronouns
-Works as the first human agent of AREPH due to the influx in rebellious actions from pet humans
-Can be very graceful or very clumsy depending on the situation
-It has a childlike enthusiasm for everything around it
-They have a palatal deformity and was considered too undesirable to sell, so it was abandoned on the streets and left to fend for itself at a tender age
-They don’t think their work hurts humans—their job is to find and return them to safe captivity, what’s so bad about that?
-Its guardian, Arol, found and saved it, finding the tiny human special due to its differences
-Arol quickly realized he was in for an interesting ride. He bought a small cushioned pen for his human to crawl around and sleep in, but Eddy kept climbing out. He upgraded to a larger pen, thinking Eddy needed a bigger space, but Eddy climbed that too
-Eventually Arol ended up adopting a Waygein because Eddy wanted a “big blob” and Arol is Weak, so now Eddy has a Waygein named Blob
-Eddy is mostly silent but talks to Arol and Blob every now and then. They’re also the only ones it’s comfortable being without its face mask around.
-It’s been given special assignments such as tracking Solei, Nausikaa, and Evon (?) among others
-Has a very small branding on its left calf; was heavily sedated during the procedure and remembers nothing of it
-Their design is literally a street rat idk what to tell you. Please give it a wheel of cheese
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pomoculture · 7 months ago
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My Heart Sinks
Something that has always knocked my heart down a peg is watching charity in action. Not because of the recipients being destitute, or the givers being insincere, or the help not being truly needed like a food kitchen. My heart sinks because in many cases, it's no solution, and often due to the relationships and risks associated with rehabilitation, it just serves to perpetuate the suffering. How can I say this about a food kitchen, people have to eat and I wouldn't think of coming against that, so how? Let's ask another question, why do people abuse, obsess, or overuse? A common question in socially affluent (not rich per say, just rich in relationships) circles that often only gets single curtain revelations like, "they're in pain" or "they've had a hard life." Answers that justify sympathy but bring no light to what an addict is truly struggling with behind his obsession. Why doesn’t everyone do substance abuse? It’s a sure fire way of escaping problems and feeling paid attention to (several common substances of abuse activate neurons associated with when they were not yet weened and with mom). Rats will overdose quite rapidly in the lonely existence of a cage without a partner. So it’s human connection. So those food kitchens often appear to simulate something like the dopamine hungry tik-tok addict for social connection. Again, no hate, just a concern I have with modeling for recovery with sympathy. Some, there at the kitchen, are truly dealing with things that plummet their chances of stability and relationships, but more and more now its people choosing that life, and surrendering their agency for an institutionally sanctioned high. Why not? They might be ugly, or have ugly thoughts about themselves, or be inexperienced in just speaking to others due to being in a crazy generation. Why not just surrender? You can’t starve in America. My heart sinks at those that pet the heads of people who gave up with potential and wit and charm and love left in them. Giving them just enough to go back to the gazebo or bench for the night. The carrot’s good in many cases, but my heart sinks because people are discouraged by the pop-culture claiming if its not a degree, it’s not worth anything. Like contributing has a point where it just falls off and no longer helped. My heart sinks, because though they don't love themselves, they're showered in care and low effort concern. Sealing them up, when all they really needed was a fully committed human being to be a family member to them. That can't be someone who doesn’t get them, or someone who only has 5 hours a week for them. It’s hard to say what to do, but making a surrendered existence continually more palpable and even attractive is only a good thing for the present moment, and draws others in who wouldn’t have given up were it not so easy now.
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People are Alike All Over Part 3
For @whumptober2020
No 18. PANIC! AT THE DISCO Panic Attacks | Phobias | Paranoia
Summary: Nightmares, therapy, aftermath.
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Bucky hears a noise.
He knows that noise.
The key pitched beeping of the keypad lock of his cage. 
Bucky smells something. 
He knows that smell.
The feed that they force him to eat, shoved into his mouth by the rough, uncaring hands of his handler.
Bucky feels something heavy around his neck.
He knows that feeling.
The collar they locked around his neck.
Bucky’s too afraid to open his eyes again. He knew it’d been too good to be true. There was no rescue. He’s still here. In this godforsaken alien zoo. Naked and on display for entertainment. He shivers. Trembles. Whimpers. 
Rumlow is here for him. The man who’s in charge of his training, who beats Bucky if he doesn’t obey, who forces him to do tricks for visitors. He’s going to make him eat that disgusting feed. He’ll mock him. 
The bucket lands next to Bucky. Tears slip out of his closed eyes. He wants to plead to a God he’s sure has turned His back on him to take him away from here. Even if that means death. But they won’t let him escape. Not even by taking his own life. 
“Did you really think we would let you escape?” Rumlow asks, lips right against Bucky’s ear. “You are ours. Our pathetic little asset. You will never leave here.” 
Bucky smothers down a sob. He can’t do this anymore; he just can’t. It’s too much. It’s just too much and he needs it to end. 
“Please,” Bucky cries. Stupid. So stupid; he knows that speaking is met with pain, but he can’t help it. “No more. Please, no more.”
“Time to wake up, human.”
“No.” Bucky squeezes his eyes tighter. All this misbehavior is bound to be punished, but he can’t stop himself. “Please. Please. Please.”
“Bucky--”
“No. No, no. No!”
“--come on, wake up.”
Hands land on Bucky’s shoulders and shake. They’re going to hurt him again, he knows it, but he just goes on crying and screaming and begging for them to leave him alone. 
“Oh, God, please, let me go! Please!”
“Bucky, baby, come on, open your eyes!” 
Someone’s using his name. Bucky doesn’t understand; they don’t use his name. They don’t even acknowledge the fact that he’s a sentient creature. A person with emotions and complex thought and an identity. They took that from him. All of it. Bit by bit. 
“Shit, c’mon, baby.” There’s a hand at his cheek. Soft. Tender. Cupping it in strength but safety. “Bucky, sweetheart, you have to wake up. Please. Open your eyes for me.” 
It takes hearing his name for a second time for Bucky to realize that he’s not actually saying anything. All he’s doing is screaming at the top of his lungs while someone cups the back of his head and shakes him. 
The screaming doesn’t stop, but Bucky does start to pry open his eyes. They’re wet and blurry with tears. What he can make out of the ceiling…it’s not the ceiling of his cage. Not that cold, hard stone. Overhead is plaster. Painted blue. Sky blue with big fluffy clouds. Bucky has a perfect view of it since his head is tilted all the way back. Not just any clouds. They form words. 
You’re Safe, Bucky.
“That’s it, that’s right, baby, look at the ceiling. Read the words. You’re safe, Bucky. You’re in a recovery room in a facility in upstate New York.”
New York. Yes, right. That’s right. Things begin to fall into place, the fog of terror lifting and leaving Bucky’s mind a little clearer. He’s in a soft, comfortable bed, his weight being supported by someone else since his body feels limp and weak. 
“Bucky, can you look at me? Can you say something?” 
His head is coaxed back up and his eyes land on the one holding him. Steve. Steve Rogers is holding him, and somewhere in the back of Bucky’s mind he knows that’s right. Unfortunately, his brain seems to be misfiring and he couldn’t respond. Too many thoughts all at once. 
The room spins around him in dizzying circles. Fire burned through his lungs and he kept gasping for air. He couldn’t breathe. His heart desperately tried to break through his rib and burst from his chest. His cheeks were stained wet with teartracks. Tears continued to drip from his chin. 
“Okay. Okay, Bucky, you’re having a panic attack,” Steve says, gently petting a hand over Bucky’s hair and then reaching to the side for something. An oxygen mask. “This will help you breathe; it’s gonna fit over your mouth and nose, and I’ll hold it in place for you. Okay? Blink once if you understand me.”
A panic attack. 
Has he ever had a panic attack before?  He can’t recall. It then dawns on Bucky that Steve’s asked him to do something. If Bucky doesn’t listen and obey in a timely manner, he’ll be punished. Or, wait, no, maybe it’s not Steve who punishes him. It’s Rumlow. 
Rumlow isn’t here. Steve is. And Steve is holding Bucky and trying to comfort him and offering him oxygen to help him breathe. Steve won’t hurt him. Bucky shuts his eyes tight to blink once and let Steve know that he understands him. 
“There you go,” Steve murmurs as he slips the oxygen mask of Bucky’s face. “Breathe in deep, honey.” 
Through his nose, Steve instructs and then counts as Bucky’s inhales, tells him to hold his breath for a few seconds before allowing him to release it. As he continues doing that, Steve lifts up his other hand.
“I’m gonna put this hand over your fingers,” he explains. “All I’m gonna do is rub your knuckles. Just concentrate on that feeling, okay? Can you do that?”
Remembering his orders, Bucky knows that proper way to respond to that is the blink for yes. Or, wait. No, not orders. Steve doesn’t give him orders. Steve requests things from him. Asks for permission before touching. Which is why that hand is still up. He’s waiting for Bucky to let him know it’s okay to place it down over Bucky’s. 
Somewhere in the corner of his mind, blocked by the fear that he’s going to do something wrong and be in trouble for it and wake up back in his cage, Bucky knows that it’s also appropriate to nod in answer. Since he can’t quite manage that right now, he blinks again, and Steve slowly lowers his hand. Bucky immediately recognizes the touch. That soft, tender way Steve’s thumb runs over his knuckles. Just as he said. 
“That’s it,” Steve says. “You’re doing so good, Bucky. Just keep breathing, nice and deep. Feel my hand in yours. That’s real. This is real. You’re safe. This will pass.”  
Little by little, bit by bit, Bucky’s breathing starts to slow. His heartbeat gradually evens. The trembling comes to a stop. A few shivers run up his spine and through his limbs. That, he thinks, is from the chill in the air. Steve must notice it too since he pulls the covers around him.
Now that Bucky’s starting to settle, Steve removes the oxygen mask from his face and sets it aside somewhere else. Things are also starting to clear in Bucky’s mind. He remembers everything. Even the things he wishes he’d forget forever.
Bucky remembers going to bed one night and waking up on a metal table. Realizing halfway through that nightmare that he’d been abducted. Not by people. Not by some horrible, evil human--which would be bad enough--but by aliens. Extraterrestrial beings that, up till that horrifying moment, had been nothing but a scary story. The monsters kids told stories about trying to scare each other and Hollywood made movies about and some people claimed to be real.
At that time, Bucky’d been so sure that no one had ever really been abducted. People who claimed to have been were experiencing something that could be explained away rationally. Bucky even laughed at the idea. 
Not so much at the idea of being alone in the world. He’d always imagined there might be other life forms out there. Just not to the extent that he now knows. And certainly not beings that went around collecting life from other planets. 
It'd actually taken Bucky quite some time to really believe that he’d been abducted by aliens. He desperately searched for a more rational reason to explain whatever the fuck had been happening. 
After a while, though…after hearing them talk about him like he had no reasoning skills or complex thought, after being “trained”, after the beatings and experiments and mistreatment, Bucky finally realized there was no other explanation. There was no hope. If his family and friends were looking for him, they’d never find him. 
Turns out, no one had even been looking for him yet. 
That’s because Bucky had been taken to a planet in the Black Eye Galaxy, approximately seventeen million lightyears away from home. Each day on their planet is only about an hour in Earth time. The five and a half months Bucky spent in the zoo was only about a week to everyone else, and as an engineering student, particularly a bookworm like Bucky, he was prone to disappearing for days at a time to study. 
In fact, the first person who even realized there might be something wrong was his classmate and friend, Shuri, who noticed his week-long absence from class. When her visits to his room and calls went unanswered, she tried getting in touch with their other friends. Of course, none of them had heard from or could get in touch with him either.
Before anyone could panic, S.H.I.E.L.D., an international covert government agency, intercepted a message from their intergalactic division about their most recent mission, including the discovery of one human being. 
The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, quickly devised a cover story. Not one that involved alien abductions. Apparently, the story they threw together in just a few hours, or maybe it’s the one they have on hand, is that Bucky had tuberculosis.  
Both a feasible and workable lie. Gave Bucky some time to start recuperating before even attempting an actual conversation with someone. 
He still isn’t great with that, even these six months later, but he’s getting better. 
“Bucky?”
Eyes flicking from the ceiling to Steve, Bucky tries to focus on him. On Steve Rogers, or, as he’s known to his team, Captain America. Recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. for his brain, Steve was selected by a brilliant scientist, Dr. Erskine, for an experimental procedure that made him what he is now. 
The serum has enhanced both his body and mind, and Steve joined the Intergalactic Task Force after Dr. Erskine was killed by a Life Model Decoy that infiltrated from unknown origins.
To be honest, Bucky doesn’t really give a shit about any of that. Whatever made Steve the way he is now and whoever the fuck S.H.I.E.L.D. is and whoever the Intergalactic Task Force does…they got Bucky out of that hellhole. 
They’ve also given him a therapist who deals with these kinds of trauma. She’s helping him with his PTSD. There are support groups, too. Other victims of varying types of abductions that come together to talk about their experiences. No one’s ever told a story like Bucky’s. Bucky hasn’t shared his with them either. 
Maybe one day. 
“Tired…” Bucky whispers, and the word, as soft as it is, produces a smile from Steve. Bucky likes it when Steve smiles. He’s very beautiful. He’s always been beautiful. 
“That’s okay,” Steve assures him, opening his arms and allowing Bucky to fall into them. “That took a lot out of you. But you did it. You’re okay.”
Bucky nods at this comfort, finding some contentment and safety in Steve’s soft voice and strong presence. He doesn’t know what they are. If there’s even a word for it. Steve hasn’t gone back into the field since he brought Bucky home. Bucky feels safe with him and he’s promised not to leave as long as Bucky wants him to stay.
“Steve?” Bucky clings to Steve’s shirt. 
“Yes, Bucky?”
“Can they find me?”
They’ve been over this before. Over and over and over. But no matter how many times he’s assured by all different people -- Steve, his therapist, Sam or Carol or Tony when they return from missions -- Bucky’s still not convinced. 
After all, all he did was go to bed and then everything went to hell.
If they found him once, they can find him again.
Right?
“No, Bucky,” Steve says and then grazes the scar on the side of Bucky’s neck with the tip of his finger. “See? We took the tracker out of you. And the two poachers have been arrested and the zoo shut down. They’re being held by the Nova Corps.” 
The intergalactic police task force that S.H.I.E.L.D. works alongside. 
“You’re…you’re sure?”  
“Yes. You’re under our protection. No one would dare touch you again.”
Maybe. 
Maybe not.
Bucky can only hope.
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“You’re sure you want to do this?” 
That’s got to be at least the hundredth time Steve’s asked. It’s sweet, in a way. How protective he is. But Bucky sighs as he suits up and puts his weapons together. He’s waited three years to get here. His first mission with the task force. 
There’s no turning back now. 
“Yes, Steve.” Bucky shoves a magazine into his gun. “I’ve passed every test.” Physical and psychological. “They’ve cleared me for active duty. I’m doing this.” 
“I know you’re cleared for duty,” Steve says. “I just wanna make sure--”
“I’m sure, babe.” Bucky grabs him by the shirt and tugs him in for a kiss. “You’re not gonna talk me out of it.” 
“I know, I know.” He sighs. “If you need this…I’m with you.” 
Bucky doesn’t know if this will give him the catharsis he’s looking for or if it will even heal him a little more. All he knows for certain is that there are other places out there. Places that have people -- human and alien alike -- in captivity and in horrendous conditions. Bucky refuses to leave them there to suffer. 
And with Steve and the rest of the team by his side, Bucky will do his part in making the universe safer. 
One mission at a time. 
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thornstocutyouwith · 7 years ago
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Courtney Branwen Information
BASIC INFORMATION: Original Blog
Full name: Courtney Branwen
Nickname(s) or Alias:  Agent C, CB, Lexi
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age:  ??
Birthday: October 7, Libra
Sexuality: Up for debate
Nationality: French
Religion: This
City or town of birth: Nîmes
Currently lives: Unknown
Languages spoken: English, French, Russian, Spanish
Native language: French
Relationship Status: Married
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
Height: 5'11
Weight: 132
Figure/build: Athletic/Slender
Hair colour: Black
Hairstyle: Unkempt
Facial Hairstyle: None
Eye colour: Light Blue
Skin/fur/etc colour: Pale White
Tattoos:  Crescent Moons the palms of his hands ( His dominant hand having a star at the top, between ends), between his shoulder blades, A crescent moon on the back of his neck, scarification on the entire right side of his body.
Piercings:  Face Piercings
Scars/distinguishing marks: Scarification on his left side. A scar over one eyebrow and  the side of his neck from ritual fight. Bullet wound scars. Scars from being cut.
Preferred style of clothing: Suits or grungy
Frequently worn jewellery/accessories: Piercings, his wedding jewelry and ring.  Concealed weapons, pens, pencils, phone, laptop.
HEALTH:
Smoker? Yes
Drinker? Yes
Recreational Drug User? Which? Yes,….
Addictions: No
Allergies: Dilantin
Any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: Unknown
   Symptoms: seizures, bleeding from nose/mouth, uncontrollable bleeding, diminished senses, oozing sores, burning rashes,    Cause: inhaling toxic fumes    Course: goes away after several weeks if untreated, but some symptoms become permanent    Treatment: Unknown
Any medication regularly taken:
PERSONALITY:
Personality:  ESTJ
Likes: Testing out new gadgets, reading, fiction, movies, technology
Dislikes: Getting over emotional, being told what to do by strangers
Fears/phobias: Thalassophobia, failing, heights,  being held captive
Favourite colour: Dodger blue
Hobbies:
   Puzzles    Flag Football    Computer Programming    Card Collecting    Playing Video Games    Cryptography    DIY ( Do it yourself)    Tai Chi    Yo-Yoing    Collecting Action figures    Swimming    LARPing    Paintball    Skateboarding    Comic Book Collecting    Hiking    Collecting video games
Taste in music: Techno/ Punk / Soca / Old School Rap / Chicano/ Blues / Industrial / J-Rock /   R&B / Soul /  Disney / Outlaw Country / Horrorcore / K-Pop / High Classical / Grunge/ Psychedelic
SKILLS:
Talents/skills: Computer Literacy / Sharpshooting / Trouble Shooter /Physicist / Psychometry /  Making connections / Hot wiring a car / Networking / Lipreading / Calligrapher/ Problem Solving / Basic First Aid / Negotiating Skills / Humor / Knife Throwing
Ability to drive a car? Operate any other vehicles?  Fairly good, all around
EATING HABITS:
Omnivore/Carnivore/Herbivore (Vegetarian): Omnivore
Favourite food(s):  French Fries / Cake / Anything with Chicken / Sausage / Bacon / Peas / Green Beans / Dragon Fruit / Oranges
Favourite drink(s): Tea / Coffee / Flavored Water
Disliked food(s): Oat Meal / Deer Meat
Disliked drink(s): Veggie drinks
HOUSE AND HOME:
Describe the character’s house/home: It is a perfect mess. He knows where everything is exactly. But for outsiders it looks like an unsorted mess.
Do they share their home with anyone? Who? No.
Significant/special belongings: The jewelry he was given the day he was married.
CAREER:
Level of education: College
Qualifications: Unknown
Current job title and description: Spy, he helps out others in his assigned team of spies. Courtney is their techno guy. But he can also provide sharpshooting and combat help if need be.
Name of employer: Unknown ( Works on a team with a Mentor)
COMBAT:
Peaceful or aggressive attitude? A mix of both
Fighting skills/techniques: Tai Chi/ Jiu Jitsu/ Krav Maga
Special skills/magical powers/etc:  Magical Gem ( Born with it), Unknown
Weapon of choice (if any):  Hand gun
Weaknesses in combat: His back, where his gem formed
Strengths in combat: Finding opponents weak points
FAMILY, FRIENDS AND FOES:
Parents names: Clara and Logan Branwen
Are parents alive or dead? Alive
Is the character still in contact with their parents? Not really.
Siblings? Relationship with siblings? 2 siblings. They do not talk.
Other Important Relatives: 2 Uncles ( on on his mothers side and one on his fathers.)  And an aunt ( His fathers side.)
Partner/Spouse:  Unknown, they are not assigned the to same team so he doesn’t keep in contact with them.
Children: None
Best Friend: The Teams Mentor, Agent K
Other Important Friends: The Rest of his Team
Acquaintances: The rest of the Spy Agency
Pets: No
Enemies? Why are they enemies? None so far
Holidays
Gainsus is a solemn historical holiday celebrated on the spring equinox. It commemorates an escape. It is associated with fate and grief. Celebrations last eighteen days from dawn till dusk. Traditions include public and private swearing of oaths, feasting and signing of documents.
Dema is a joyful religious holiday celebrated just before the third new moon of autumn. It is associated with mercy and a loss. It is also associated with storks, the color gold, storms and mules. Celebrations last seventeen days. Traditions include public truces, chanting, expressions of forgiveness and nudity. Almost no families celebrate it differently.
Nilerra is a joyful holiday celebrated just after the first full moon of summer. It is associated with a recovery, a dire deed, a takeover and vanity. It is also associated with sparrows, falcons and elm trees. Celebrations last four days. Most regions celebrate it differently.
Craes is a historical holiday celebrated on the winter solstice. It commemorates a contest. It is associated with fire, nobility, a case of mistaken identity and a thwarted plan. Celebrations last three days from dawn till dawn again. Traditions include public and private airing of grievances, marriage proposals and dancing. Some traditions celebrate it differently.
Enoazuala is a holiday celebrated just before the first crescent moon of summer. It is associated with terror and a change of direction. Celebrations last three days from dusk till dawn. Some traditions celebrate it differently.
Freem is a religious holiday celebrated just after the spring equinox. It commemorates a fall. It is associated with a certain profession and dexterity. It is also associated with sapphires, the color white, horses and porcupines. Celebrations last  from dawn till dawn again. Traditions include public nudity, decorations and acts of daring.
Scondao is a holiday celebrated on the first crescent moon of summer. It commemorates a journey. It is associated with success and joy. A few faiths celebrate it differently.
Juf is a religious holiday celebrated on the summer solstice. It is associated with temperance and justice. Traditions include private arranging of alliances, contests of strength and awarding of honors. No traditions celebrate it differently.
Krudom is a solemn holiday celebrated just before the first new moon of spring. It is associated with freedom, death and strength. It is also associated with agates, turquoises, hawks and spruce trees. Celebrations last fifteen days. Many faiths celebrate it differently.
Niz is a joyful religious holiday celebrated on the third new moon of spring. It is associated with darkness and a dire deed. Some families celebrate it differently.
Raekaver is a holiday celebrated on the third full moon of autumn. It is associated with a loss, ruin and confidence. Celebrations last twenty days. Traditions include private signing of contracts, annuling of contracts and sacrifices. Some faiths celebrate it differently.
Thaivan is a civic holiday celebrated on the second full moon of summer. It is associated with inspiration and grief. Celebrations last  from dusk till dawn. Traditions include public and private theatrical productions and truces. Most sects celebrate it differently.
Froukr is a religious holiday celebrated just before the first crescent moon of winter. It is associated with a misstep, a certain animal and a promise. It is also associated with vultures, goblins, mockingbirds and coyotes. Traditions include public and private duels and signing of documents. A few faiths celebrate it differently.
Toz is a joyful religious holiday celebrated on the summer solstice. It is associated with vanity, a natural disaster, nobility and decay. Celebrations last eleven days. Almost no individuals celebrate it differently.
Drenc is a joyful holiday celebrated on the winter solstice. It commemorates a loss. It is associated with healing, a disappointment and a promise. Celebrations last four days from dawn till dusk. Traditions include private airing of grievances and fasting. Nearly all groups celebrate it differently.
Arassy is a solemn holiday celebrated just after the third new moon of winter. It is associated with a change of direction, destruction and vanity. It is also associated with foxs and quartzes. Celebrations last from dawn till dawn again. Many traditions celebrate it differently.
Alam is a joyful holiday celebrated on the summer solstice. It is associated with wind, despair, a death and memory. Celebrations last nineteen days. Traditions include private intoxication and signing of documents. Some faiths celebrate it differently.
Bal is a joyful religious holiday celebrated on the first full moon of autumn. It is associated with royalty, harmony and violence. Celebrations last two days from dusk till dawn.
Aeraeth is a solemn civic holiday celebrated on the first crescent moon of spring. It commemorates a revelation. It is associated with discord, a contest, eternity and a betrayal. Traditions include public and private dancing, chanting, theatrical productions and singing. Most faiths celebrate it differently.
Poyl is a joyful civic holiday celebrated on the third new moon of winter. It is associated with vice, feminity and a revelation. Celebrations last  from dawn till dawn again. Traditions include private atonement, expressions of forgiveness, telling of stories and fasting.
Vuzav is a joyful civic holiday celebrated just before the third crescent moon of autumn. It is associated with earth, truth and might. It is also associated with parrots, elm trees, cheetahs and foxs. Celebrations last thirteen days. Traditions include private playing of instruments and annuling of contracts. Some groups celebrate it differently.
Elevanom is a joyful civic holiday celebrated just before the first crescent moon of spring. It is associated with wind, air and earth. It is also associated with foxs and hyenas. Celebrations last fifteen days. Traditions include private arranging of alliances, nudity, contests of cleverness and parties. Very few regions celebrate it differently.
Lollum is a joyful historical holiday celebrated on the summer solstice. It commemorates a relationship beginning. It is associated with physical strength, entropy, suffering and detachment. It is also associated with voles, sapphires and sparrows. Celebrations last twelve days from dusk till dusk again. Traditions include public and private playing of instruments, acts of daring, nudity and airing of grievances. No sects celebrate it differently.
Lafev is a holiday celebrated on the winter solstice. It is associated with vice, psychic healing and virtue. Celebrations last nineteen days. Traditions include public sacrifices and atonement. Many groups celebrate it differently.
Isean is a religious holiday celebrated on the first full moon of autumn. It is associated with empathy, avarice, a relationship ending and intoxication. Many regions celebrate it differently.
Eron is a joyful historical holiday celebrated on the fall equinox. It is associated with patience and a dire deed. Many sects celebrate it differently.
Bouf is a joyful civic holiday celebrated on the third full moon of autumn. It commemorates a reconciliation. It is associated with a malfunction and lust. It is also associated with magpies, the color yellow and pigeons. Celebrations last sixteen days. Traditions include public forgiveness from debt and athletics competitions. Several regions celebrate it differently.
Paer is a solemn cultural holiday celebrated just before the summer solstice. It is associated with warding, detachment, communication and purity. It is also associated with sapphires and wolves.
Fleed is a joyful religious holiday celebrated on the first full moon of summer. It commemorates a bet. It is associated with romance and pessimism. Traditions include public and private truces and dancing. Many groups celebrate it differently.
Jatrol is a joyful religious holiday celebrated just before the second crescent moon of spring. It commemorates a romance. It is associated with preservation and purity. Celebrations last eleven days from dawn till dusk. Traditions include public and private games of chance, contests of cleverness, intoxication and signing of documents. Almost no groups celebrate it differently.
Constellations
These ten bright stars form the shape of a phoenix. The constellation represents a tale about the power of good. It is most significant during spring, when it appears setting towards the Eastern horizon. It is counterbalanced by the constellations representing a mare, a crossbow and an arrow. Those born under it have an affinity for the element of water.
These ten  stars form the shape of a net. The constellation represents a villain foretold in prophecy. It is most significant on the winter solstice, when it appears just over the Southeastern horizon. It is opposed by the constellations representing a winged woman, a fountain and a crown. Those born under it are very mercurial.
These ten dim stars form the shape of a raven. The constellation represents a deity. It is most significant on the winter solstice, when it appears low on the Northeastern horizon. It is close in the sky to the constellations representing a flower, an owl and a scepter. Those born under it are highly independent.
These fourteen dim stars form the shape of a hand. The constellation represents a tale of greed. It is most significant during autumn, when it appears just over the Western horizon. It is usually interpreted together with the constellations representing a weeping man and a dagger. Those born under it have an affinity for the element of water.
These ten dim stars form the shape of a lyre. The constellation represents the power of a certain god. It is most significant on the autumn equinox, when it appears just over the Southern horizon. Its story involves the constellations representing a cat and a deer. Those born under it are known for stability.
These nine  stars form the shape of a spider. The constellation represents an ancient enemy. It is most significant during spring, when it appears low on the Southwestern horizon. It is counterbalanced by the constellations representing a man, a hammer and a throne. Those born under it are said to be hopeless romantics.
These four bright stars form the shape of a dragon. The constellation represents the remnants of a folktale from a lost culture. It is most significant on the winter solstice, when it appears just over the Northeastern horizon. It is counterbalanced by the constellations representing a face and a flute. Those born under it often become teachers.
These fourteen bright stars form the shape of a trumpet. The constellation represents a figure foretold in prophecy. It is most significant on the spring equinox, when it appears halfway towards the Southern horizon. Its meaning is intertwined with the constellations representing a helmet and a boy. Those born under it have fiery tempers.
These seven bright stars form the shape of a candle. The constellation represents a demi-god. It is most significant on the summer solstice, when it appears setting towards the Western horizon. It has a similar meaning to the constellations representing a chair, a shield and a cart. Those born under it tend to be intellectuals.
These fifteen bright stars form the shape of a longbow. The constellation represents a prophesied messiah. It is most significant on the winter solstice, when it appears rising from the Northwestern horizon. Its story involves the constellations representing a crossroads, a dragon and a pair of dice. Those born under it are rumored to be good with money.
These fourteen dim stars form the shape of a howling wolf. The constellation represents a mortal who crossed the gods. It is most significant during spring, when it appears setting towards the Southeastern horizon. It is counterbalanced by the constellations representing a coyote and a tiger. Those born under it are renowned for honesty.
These six dim stars form the shape of a pair of serpents. The constellation represents a tale of betrayal. It is most significant during summer, when it appears halfway towards the Western horizon. Its story involves the constellations representing a sorcerer, a wolf and a boar. Those born under it are known for generosity.
These five dim stars form the shape of a bear. The constellation represents a figure from legend. It is most significant on the autumn equinox, when it appears high in the sky. It is usually interpreted together with the constellations representing a winged man, a river and a snake. Those born under it are highly independent.
These five bright stars form the shape of a cup. The constellation represents a tale of greed. It is most significant during winter, when it appears high in the sky. It appears near the constellations representing a bow and quiver, a flute and an axe. Those born under it often suffer from jealousy.
These eight  stars form the shape of a stream. The constellation represents a past ruler. It is most significant during autumn, when it appears setting towards the Eastern horizon. It is close in the sky to the constellations representing a road, a bat and a spear. Those born under it tend to be pragmatists.
These seven bright stars form the shape of a gate. The constellation represents a mortal who crossed the gods. It is most significant on the spring equinox, when it appears halfway towards the Southern horizon. It is related to the constellations representing an arrow and a hound. Those born under it are highly independent.
These six  stars form the shape of a farmer. The constellation represents a hero foretold in prophecy. It is most significant on the autumn equinox, when it appears just over the Eastern horizon. It is usually interpreted together with the constellations representing a lamb, an apple and a fish. Those born under it have fiery tempers.
These nine bright stars form the shape of a hare. The constellation represents a tale about the power of hope. It is most significant during summer, when it appears rising from the Southeastern horizon. It has special power in combination with the constellations representing a raven, an old man and a gryphon. Those born under it have an affinity for the element of earth.
Civilization
Time Period: Near Future Shaping Force: Magic Population: Fairly even mix of races
Politics Political Structure: oligarchy - family Strong Influence: merchants/corporations Popular Issue: religion Stability: stable
Personal Freedoms: extremely good Scandals: infrequent Foreign Relations: good
Economy Main Export: machine-related Main Import: technology-related Technology Focus: military Trade: major deficit
Strength: stable and improving Wealth: fairly even, but with a wealth gap
Ecology Main Climate: temperate - plains Ocean: on two sides Mountains: a few Frequent Trouble: droughts
Wilderness: 37% Wild Animals: uncommon Natural Resources: good amount
Culture Highly Values: bravery Known For: architecture Popular Entertainment: art shows / museums Respected Profession: scientist
Discrimination: class-based Major Taboo: strong emotions Major Social Ill: drugs
Military Strength: weak Focus: sea Main Unit: large, armored ships
Soldiers: mix of draftees, volunteers Main Use: foreign peacekeeping Rank: purchased
Magic Occurrence: common Source: learned skill, but requires aptitude Major Use: travel
Viewed: with respect Enchanted Items: very rare
Associated Artform: tile murals Prevalence: believed by many Holidays: very few
Population Urban: 78% Rural: 22% Literacy Rate: 75%
Gender Ratio: 0.49 male(s)/female Fertility Rate: 2 children/family Life Expectancy: 72.4 years Religion
Type: monotheism (moderately patriarchal) Direction: outwards Focus: helping others
Deity: The God of Music Titles: Patron of Instruments, The First
Divine Interaction: never occurs
Involves: one major holy site Afterlife: is a peaceful place for all and cannot be reached while alive Supernatural: unrelated to religion
Worship: joyous individual daily prayers at home Holidays: fairly often Holidays Celebrate: prophets, heroes, the equinoxes, new moons Major Holiday(s): include many other ceremonies (marriages, ordinations, etc)
Clergy: males only Function: spiritual advisors, direct connection to divine, soothsayers, maintain temples/shrines Lifestyle: above average Family: rare (chastity encouraged) Chosen: raised from birth to be clergy Distinguished By: symbolic tattoos/scars
Cultural Aspects
Symbol: a crescent moon and a tree Holy Color: blue
Passed Down: via several versions of one holy book Creation Myth Type: order from void/chaos Mortals’ Origin: mud Major Myth/Symbol(s): the rainbow
Deadly Sins: self-injury, cowardice, blasphemy and sloth High Virtues: charity, responsibility, humility and diligence
Associated Artform: instrumental music
Coming of Age: 9 years old Coming of Age Rite: involves a declaration of intended profession, a ritual fight, tattooing, and takes place in a public ceremony, completed by a journey for several years (Which takes place after marriage).
Marriage: happens shortly after coming of age and is for life, no exceptions, is initiated by females Marriage Rites: begin with several days of separation, include an exchange of symbolic jewelry, ritual tattooing/scarification, are performed by clergy
Death Rites: are a private affair
Major Taboo: strong emotions, displays of affection,
Prevalence: a few hundred people Outsiders: are tolerated, barely
Bio(?):
At birth, along with the others in his social circle, he was taken from his parents and moved to  their holy land, where he lived for the first month of his life. During this time rituals are done, to bring health and happiness to the infants in their lives. In the world Courtney was born in there are some who were born with Gems morphed into their bodies. Which so far have not been found to do anything significant for those born with them.  Courtney  happened to be one of those who were born with a gem. This gem was located near his spine on his lower back. After the month-long stay at the sacred site the babies are branded with the sign of the moon on their left hip.
After that nothing else really happened outside of being raised in a very strict home. Courtney spent this time learning things he’d need in adulthood and how to work in a unit.  In the ‘normal’ schools where he lived with others who did not practice the same religion as him and others like him he did  exceptionally well. School seemed to come easily to him. He even seemed to make friends easy and catch onto things from the outsider’s perspective. Things went on like this for the next few years. Courtney had made many connections during this time.
It wasn’t until he was eight years old that things drastically changed. As with many in his religion he was removed from regular schooling. Over the next year of his life he was taken back to the sacred site were he and others in his age group were held for the next year and began learning lessons that would help them later in their lives. Their religion was more than just worship. It was an agency that raised agents to do the bidding of those that would hire them. Courtney was able to learn things in this new setting just as quickly as he had in the normal school.  This year is one of the toughest his people have to go through. They have to be taught how to control their emotions and learn the beginnings of combat. Which despite Courtney’s quickness to learn, he was not the most physically strong in his age group.
This lifestyle was harsh, the was no tolerance if a student should fail to get a satisfactory grade on their performances.  The set of skills that Courtney and his age group were given and graded on where skills not commonly taught with ease to the outside world. At the age of nine after learning the basics of what they needed to learn they were given a few weeks to practice and build up on these basics, and to figure out what they wanted to be for the rest of their lives. Courtney did not waste any time obeying this and spent almost every day practicing till he could barely move any move.  When the age right ceremony began and he was called up to declare what career he’d wished to have outside of the agency Courtney requested something that involved being able to work with computers. Feeling at the time that this would help him and his team later on in life.
He had noticed before that not many others would choose such a career path, because it was not as psychical as others had hoped. They viewed those who had chosen career paths like it as weak and practically useless when things hit the fan. Courtney welcomed the challenge to prove them all otherwise. After everyone chose their careers the group was made to fight each other  in a ritual fight.
Courtney had disliked the idea of having to fight one of his group mates, but understood that there had been no other options. Wanting to continue to make his family proud Courtney went through with his ritual fight with one of the strongest in his age group, a girl who had been almost as equally cruel and vicious the entire time Courtney had known her. When the fight began, Courtney and  his opponent spent the first few minutes circling, trying to read each others movements and find their weak points. When the real fighting began she toyed with him by throwing punches and managed to surprise Courtney with a kick to the head. From that point on Courtney was impaired. The rest of the fight was dizzying for him and his focus blurred in and out throughout.
Being tossed to the ground after more fighting, the girl was about to deliver a finishing blow. Courtney’s instincts had finally managed to kick itself into high gear and kicked her feet out from under her. The fight was dragged out for a few more minutes after this. Unfortunately ending in Courtney’s having to snap the others neck.  The ritual fights were not typically set up to be ones where you fight to the death. But there were no restrictions on doing so. After the fight was over and Courtney was removed and taken to get his injuries checked out. While he was being held,  he was told they would be keeping him in confinement over the following days and have his mentality monitored.
Once he was released from holding he was sent back to his age group to complete the rites left for him. This included being chosen by one of the girls available for him to marry.  When standing in the last line of boys left over from the days before. Courtney was rejected time and time again because of his frail looking appearance.  That wasn’t until a girl from the age group of the tens came in. She had been left over for a year from her groups odd number of males. At first she didn’t show interest in Courtney, but not wanting to be left even farther behind from her group she settled on him, in the end.
After everyone was paired off they were then separated again. Courtney was taken to receive the tattoos for completing the rites. These tattoos were placed on the palms of his hands and the back of his neck. After the separation  Courtney met the girl again and they exchanged the jewelry and have to decide which marriage tattoos they want on the others body. This usually is an oath. After they decide where they would like their tattoos placed on the others body, they are separated again to prepare to be officially married.
Once Courtney was married he was given a few days of rest and to get to know his new wife before having to get his marriage tattoos done. As he had still been healing from the rites tattoos. Courtney learned a few things about his new wife, but had not really felt like he’d gotten to know her well enough. They were only nine years old and he had felt she had a very wicked wide of her that she had obviously been trying to keep him from noticing this. And Courtney wasn’t concerned about this till years later.
The tattooing for marriage did not often involve scaring, but for Courtney’s wife, she insisted. This is where he got the massive scaring on the right side of his body.  After receiving the final scaring and tattooing ( The words on his shoulder blades) Courtney was sent to be assigned to his spy team. This team would become his new family from the time of his choosing onward.
Only one or two from the same groups could be assigned to a team. Courtney and another boy from his group had eventually been chosen by his mentor to join their team. After this assignment had been placed Courtney and the boy were ordered to pack their things and board a train to where their mentor and the rest of the team had been based.  The two nine-year old set out to begin the rest of their training with their mentor a few days later. Upon arriving at their new home and base of operations their mentor. Where they would spend vast majorities of their next few years training within the team structure.
At eleven years old Courtney and the other from his age group had been assigned their spots within their team. Courtney of course was given the position of the assisting the main hacker of the group at the time. After this the main hacker of the team would teach him the guidelines of his position within the team. Nothing outside of this really had been any different for Courtney, as he was allowed to pick up having a normal life after this.  The only thing that changed was that they would often move from place to place to complete missions assigned to them.  Which wouldn’t be anything too important for Courtney due to his young age.
Life went on with this new ‘normal’ for him, for the next several years to come.  He began to become a very stable and useful member of the team as the years went on. His trainer eventually become just another partner instead of a teacher.  But of course, as all things seem to go, not everything remains pleasant for too long. At fifteen years old, the team had been assigned to a dangerous mission.  Of course it wasn’t the first the team had been on since Courtney had been assigned to it. But it was the first one that went wrong.
Things had begun just like normal, with the mission. The field agents had gotten into position inside the building where their ‘mark’ had been. His mentor was set to assassinate the mark, who appeared to be the owner of the building and the man working a shady business that was happening within it.  They were most of the way through the mission when they noticed something out of the ordinary, their mark hadn’t been in the office at the top of the building, like planned. Agent K ordered Courtney and his partner to go ahead and hack into the mark’s computer and steal the data on it.
It hadn’t been until later when The Mark came out of where they had been hiding.  A gas began to fill the room Courtney and Agent R ( Courtney’s Partner) had been left in. By the time the two of them had noticed the gas it had already been working to affect the both of them. Agent R shouted at Courtney to get out, but it had been far too late for either of them to escape.Fortunately Agent K and the rest of the team had, at around this time, noticed what was going on. A secret door within The Marks office opened up and  a man stepped out and fired at Courtney and Agent R. A bullet managed to hit Courtney in the hip, sending him to the ground. Several more men stepped through the secret door inside he office and aimed their weapons at the two agents.
The Mark stepped over to Agent R, and from behind the gas mask  he was wearing (Along with the others)  he shouted at Agent R to get down and then shouted the same to Courtney. Sitting on the ground as orders were shouted at the other men in the room by The Mark, Courtney figured that if the rest of the team didn’t get their in time he and his partner would end up dead. The Mark walked toward Agent R a moment later, placing the gun in their hand to R’s head. Shouting for information then. Courtney watched as the moments ticked by, his partner beginning to crack under the pressure they were under, as well as from the gas that was filling both their lungs.
Or perhaps it could have had more to do with the gas, as Courtney could feel himself also feeling strange after a few minutes of breathing it in. With a laugh, The Mark teased them the two agents, momentarily speaking of the gas and then asking how they both were feeling. Things started to become hazy at this time, Courtney’s mind grew unfocused and he started to black out.  He didn’t know how much longer it took then, but through his haziness he’d seen The Mark shoot Agent R in the head, sending splatter of the other Agents blood speckling onto his face, before the gun was aimed at him.
In the next few moments he dropped back onto the floor, everything seemed to slow down for him for a few moments before hitting the floor and coughing up blood. He could hear voices, shouting all around him as his vision blurred until he could see nothing but darkness. For what seemed like forever after that he could hear himself choking on his own blood and noises that were harder to make out, do to how far away they seemed and because he could not see what was causing them. Then someone grabbed him and lifted him up into their arms and started to whisper to him until finally Courtney could no longer hear anything.
Years after this incident, and many successful missions later, Courtney became a very talented and valuable Agent to his people. He lives with side effects from that day many years ago, but he usually hides this very well from others, especially outsiders. Courtney became the lead coder for his team and has not taken on any one to train after him, from lack of others wanting to become a hacker, and do to the fact that the rest of the teams youth and skill has made them have to reject potential new members.  Lately missions have not been very common, so most of the group have grown accustomed to living their daily lives like most other citizens of the town(s) they live in. Courtney spends most of his days working at a cafe and being the typical dork type.
AU’s
(Work in Progress)
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(Re: #if you poke me i will spew headcanons about the fix-it verse based on the truth of truths #i ship the two pairings separately but oh boy do i have headcanons on the friendships and trust and attachments amongst the four) HOW COULD I POSSIBLY SEE THESE TAGS AND JUST SCROLL PAST CASUALLY?? I NEED ALLLLLLL THE 00QAD HEADCANONS! PLEASE AND THANK YOU AND YOU'RE AWESOME AND I CAN'T APOLOGIZE FOR THE ALL-CAPS IN SITUATIONS LIKE THESE
Sorry for taking so long to respond to this! As requested, some headcanons based on The Truth of Truths verse (mostly after the events of the fic). THANKS FOR ASKING PLEASE ALWAYS FEEL FREE TO ALL-CAPS AT ME ♥
> Danny and Alex have a couple of rough months in the beginning. Their love is unshakeable but it can only take them so far, and there are so many things that are broken between them (trust, hopes, dreams). Eventually, they establish a safe, "say anything, anything at all, don't hold back" space: the bathroom. Because it's in the bath that Alex first starts opening up to Danny, and paranoia is deeply entrenched in both of them, so sometimes Alex still runs the shower or tap to obscure his voice from any wiretaps before he dares to say anything.
> Of the four, Danny and Q take the longest to warm up to each other. Q is wary of Danny's intuition, if only because he is used to hiding behind his title as Quartermaster and his online aliases and here is this man who can easily see through him. Danny trusts Bond (see below), but for a long while his world is only big enough for Alex, and only after their relationships smoothens out does Danny start letting other people in.
> For Danny's safety and with his permission, Q erases all of Danny's former electronic identity. It's very hard on Danny to realize that in choosing Alex, he has to give up his former life (it wasn't much, but it was his). So in the first few months while Alex is recovering and later integrating into Q Branch, Bond takes Danny out into London or around the UK when he's off-duty, partly for Danny's protection (Danny is still a target) and mostly because he can see Danny going stir-crazy and he sympathizes. Danny trusts Bond, because Bond will always tell the truth or bluntly tell him to stay out of it - no sugar-coating, no manipulations. Bond is also the definition of agency: he's lives by MI6's rules and his duty as a Double-O, but he isn't bound by them. The protection MI6 grants Danny also makes him feel trapped, and getting out with Bond is an escape. Sometimes they run errands for Q; most of the time Bond drags Danny into all sorts of situations to see his intuition at work, and Q usually calls them up halfway and snarks at Bond. (Danny and Alex will learn that Bond and Q do the "get in trouble, I'll yell at you but still bail you out" thing a lot).
> Alex's first projects in Q Branch are technology or software projects, because Q understands little of Alex's former work and Q needs to keep an eye on Alex's work ethics. Q also puts Alex's work space amongst the Q Branch communications team, because it's good for Alex to have more team interactions, Comms has the youngest average age, and they are well-versed in covert surveillance but they also respect each other's spaces and personal history.
> Bond teaches Alex how to use a gun. He gets Alex to agree because "you two need to learn how to defend yourselves, and if it's not you, it has to be Holt, and you at least have some MI6 covert training." Danny, who is there for the entire conversation, agrees with Bond but also acknowledges that he either thinks too much or is too impulsive (depending on the situation). Alex looks to Q, who just shrugs ("I design and customize weapons. I know how to shoot.") and that's that.
> M wants to turn Danny to interrogation because of his intuition, but the other three put down their feet quite sternly on that. Further down the timeline, Danny sits in as an observer on a number of interrogations and picks out nuggets of truth from the conversations. He also helps out on and off at Q Branch, usually when Q is a handler on a case, because he's good at noticing things that others don't. By this point, Danny has special clearance, almost like a consultant for MI6 (if MI6 ever hired consultants). The only caveat M imposes is that he and Alex's projects never cross paths.
> SO YOU MENTIONED CATS. Q has two cats, Tabby (Tabitha, a very sweet and good natured calico) and Kitty (Katherine, a black cat who dislikes everyone but Q. She enjoys attacking Bond and "lovingly" shredding his belongings). Tabby helps with Alex's recovery, but Danny gets along best with Kitty. Danny has a bit of a destructive/self-harm streak, and after the LS events that's only gotten worse; part of him is afraid that if he's too content, the universe will set him up for a hard fall (because that's happened before; he and Alex were so happy together, and then eveything went to hell). Kitty is sneaky and calculative, but she doesn't have any ulterior motives. She just wants people to get out of her space, stop taking up Q's attention, ugh go away stupid humans and if Danny picks up more than his fair share of scratches and bites trying to pet her, that's still better than actually harming himself when his mind takes a turn for the dark. Kitty does decide that Danny belongs to her, despite her aloofness; she prowls protective angry circles around him when he's unsettled, or chews on his hands or toes until he snaps out of it. Danny is the only person other than Q that is allowed to pick her up and cuddle when they're upset (Bond is allowed to pick her up too, but he doesn't escape unscathed).
> Danny and Alex are major supports for Q the one time Bond falls completely off the radar and Q can't find him for weeks. Danny, because he knows all too clearly how it feels like for his loved one to go missing; Alex, because he understands overworking as a means of distraction, and that bad habits are sometimes the only ways of keeping yourself sane. Alex stays days at Q Branch with Q; when Q finally leaves headquarters, Danny drops Kitty into Q's lap and downs shots with him until Q finally sleeps.
> MI5 tries just once to grab Danny again. They can't touch Alex, but Danny is not formally affliated with any governmental agency. Q, who knows MI5 really, really well, crosses Danny's new MI6 sanctioned identity with one of Q's own covers - they look alike enough that Q can fool facial recognition software into thinking they're the same person. MI5 accidentally targets Q instead of Danny (as Q intended); his cover has so many safeguards programmed to it that the moment he disappeared off the grid, alerts went up all through MI6 and also triggered a shutdown of half of MI5's systems (Q is a better hacker than MI5's cybersecurity team). That particular MI5 team lives to regret the entire endeavour, because Q Branch doesn't take kindly to anyone threatening their Quartermaster. They're also damn lucky Bond was out on a mission during that time.
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