#call of duty oc lore

[nik-barinova]

Since I’m not giving this person the clout they deserve, I thought I drop some lore tidbits on Doe and how she ended up not letting her physical disability get the better of her mentally in Call of Duty

When I made Doe back in like 2013-2014 as a League of Legends OC (if you wanna know how old I am, there ya go 💀), I didn’t think much about it, I just thought she would look cool with a prosthetic arm

Now that I put her in Call of Duty as an adult, I ended up researching more on how she can be disabled with one arm amputated and still be in service without it being a burden on her and everyone around her. Turns, you can! Here’s just one example video of a woman with one arm being able to do jujitsu [x]

Doe had her arm amputated at a young age, roughly 14-15, and was able to get a prosthetic to accommodate her daily needs despite saying she doesn’t need to or want to. Joining the military to give herself a purpose in life was already a task in of itself, begging and pleading she can still do the things able bodied people can do, and yet she was turned down a lot of times without being given a chance

You can imagine the amount of relief and joy she felt when she was noticed by an off duty SAS member and given her chance to prove she can still do everything any other able bodied person can. Ofc she might not get the disability benefits iirc, but this is fiction here, I’m working with what I got lol

Yes, Doe has been picked on by fellow SAS members for having one arm (even the Task Force 141 were guilty, but their’s was more out of good fun), but she was still able to prove to them she can still beat their ass with just her left arm

Doe had to deal with a lot of trauma and anger surrounding the loss of her arm throughout the rest of her teenage years, but maturing and getting older, she didn’t allow it to stop her from being equals with her fellow abled SAS members.

On top of that, she utilizes dance to maneuver around for fights as well as being flexible to take advantage of her opponents.

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Bit of Exciting News!

Just a bit of news : For the comics class I'm attending, the lecturer said that we're attending a comics festival in my city, and for the end-of-semester assignment, each individual need to create a short comic with free themes and characters, exhibiting them at the festival.

You guessed it, I'm going to create a short comic of Jade's origin story! Of course, any Call of Duty elements will be removed (no Ghost HEUGH). It's not going to be too long, probably around 25-30 pages, but I'm really excited! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

In response of this post, I spent the last day creating a character design sheet WIP for the characters as a requirement by my lecturer.

(Click for better resolution)

There are some asks of what Jade looked like as a kid and how Garnet (Eli) and Ruby (Gracie) looked like during their younger days, so here it is! And of course, the old man on the right who's the key figure of Jade's life, The Jeweler. Here it is!

The lecturer set the deadline in December which is CRAAAZYYY but that's what lecturers do, so when it finishes, you guys will also get a glimpse of the comic (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

[welldonekhushi]

"Bell" in Black Ops 6

So here's the design of my Bell, now Vasili for Call of Duty: Black Ops 6! And yes, you guessed it right. After the events of the Solovetsky Ending, Bell survives from Adler's gunshot. Lore about him is beneath the cut!

⚠️ MAJOR BO6 SPOILERS! Please don't scroll down this post if you haven't played/watched the gameplay yet!

VASILI "BELL" SOKOLOV: IN GULF WAR

After the tumultuous events of the Cold War, Bell—later known as Vasili—went into hiding. The KGB had branded him a traitor, accusing him of assassinating their General, and he knew they would stop at nothing to eliminate him. In his search for sanctuary, he found an unlikely ally: the Pantheon. They had uncovered his name within the CIA's intelligence records, and his unique skills and background quickly caught their interest. Recognizing his potential as a valuable asset, they extended an invitation into their secretive ranks.

As Vasili integrated into the Pantheon, he learned more about their objectives, including a sinister plan to paint Adler, his former handler, as a traitor. This revelation stirred a deep-seated resolve within him. Vasili saw the situation as an opportunity to settle his personal score with Adler — a man he had every reason to make him pay for what he did to him in the past.

The Pantheon offered him a permanent role, but Vasili declined, choosing instead to remain a distant operative, working covertly within the organization to preserve his autonomy. Amidst joining after such an opportunity, he cared little for the Pantheon’s ambitions; his sole focus was revenge on Adler. And if it ever came to betray his newfound allies, Vasili knew he had no qualms, for they shared no loyalty beyond mutual convenience.

Russell Adler publicly claimed to have killed Bell during the Solovetsky mission, where they faced Perseus. Yet it was a chilling shock to Adler and his team when rumors surfaced of Bell’s survival—alive, reborn as Vasili, and actively working within the Pantheon. The ghost from their past had returned, more relentless and dangerous than ever before.

Speculation surrounds Vasili's possible connections to Jane Harrow, the enigmatic leader of the Pantheon, an organization rumored to be orchestrating the release of the deadly Cradle virus within Washington D.C.’s Capitol Building. Following the death of Belikov, Vasili was formally invited to join the Pantheon, with none other than Jane Harrow serving as his initial point of contact. Harrow, recognizing his skills and his vendetta against Adler, extended him the latitude to pursue his revenge—albeit under the condition of loyalty to her command. However, Vasili has never openly disclosed his true allegiances, leaving it uncertain whether he aligns fully with the Pantheon, or pursues an agenda of his own.

During a series of high-stakes missions with Adler, the team also began to notice a shadowy figure tailing them, relentlessly pursuing opportunities to eliminate Adler at unpredictable moments, regardless of their location. Over time, the team unraveled the identity of this relentless adversary: Vasili. Finally cornering him in their secure safehouse, they conducted a tense interrogation, seeking answers about the elusive Pantheon organization, Vasili's own motivations, and the identity of the assassin haunting their every move.

How would Vasili navigate his uneasy alliance with the team? Could he ever erase his name from the KGB's list, or is he destined to remain a pawn in their dangerous game? His fate hangs in the balance, each choice pulling him deeper into the unforgiving canon. And who is this secret assassin who is constantly following Adler this whole time? That only Vasili knows, but nobody else?

This would also be fun to expand his connections with other people in the game, since Vasili also agreed to help them decrypt the disks and help them in certain puzzles which might make him a.. temporary member of the team? So, hope you stay tuned! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Also, to know the lore between what happened with Belikov, their General and Vasili's reason to join the Pantheon, here's the post for the context!

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[thybreadmolds]

Vulture lore drop. :0)

Brief summary:

Vulture around his early 20’s fresh out of high school joined the military. Doing 2 tours in Iraq and a special Ops mission in Russia. During the mission he was the only one left being taken hostage. For a span of 16 months being tortured for absent information.

Eventually he was rescued by Price (in his earlier years). Later he was discharged for ptsd from those months. Vulture took 2 1/2 years back in the states recovering and seeking help.

Later joining Shadow company. Booting up the ranks into Lieutenant commander second to Commander Philip Graves.

[pampanope]

~7-11 Lore~

Name: Efren Torres Aldrich

Alias: 7-11, Cerberus, Shadow Company’s Dog (Konni)

Affiliations: Shadow Company, USMC (former)

Age: 34 yo

DoB: May 7 1990

Height: 6’1

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: filipino/white

Born in: Queens, NY

Pronouns: He/him

Gender: cis man

Orientation: panromantic homosexual

Specialty/Résumé

• Former Marines Force Reconnaissance operator

• Deep reconnaissance with qualifications in parachuting and combat diving (MOS 0326)

• Profficiency as a sniper and rifleman, at intelligence collection, mountain warfare, CQB, and small squad tactics.

• Dutiful Shadow babysitter

• Graves whisperer (usually)

Personality

• calm, quiot, generally easy going; speaks in low even tones

• observant, pays attention to the goings on of those around him, and completes tasks efficiently.

• treats fellow Shadows with warmth, courtesy, and long-suffering exasperation. Takes some time before he feels comfortable enough to freely goof off with other people.

• Has a playful side; likes to harmlessly tease other Shadows to a certain degree but is all business when working or on an op

• sees all of Shadow Company as his family; their success and well-being are his top priorities.

• this devotion towards Graves and SC has a possessive slant to it; he’s willing to destroy anyone and anything that threatens his family

Physical Description

• lean, fit overall build

• dark brown hair and dark sleepy looking eyes

• mole beside left eye

• very light stubble

• scars on left arm (IED shrapnel), wrists (rope scars), around fingers (balisong flipping) and upper left side of torso (gunshot wound)

• Usually wears neutral dark colors, mask, tactical gloves, combat boots and baseball cap

Psychology

• the loss of his parents at a young age, years of instability, and military training have led to the creation of a mental coping mechanism that can be described as “a feral hind-brain creature” that views individuals as pack, predator, prey, those who need protection and those who need to be cut down.

• 7-11 understands it’s not normal to look at the world in such a way, nor is it normal to want to sink his teeth into the throats of his enemies or into the flesh of those he cares about, in the hopes that he leaves a mark that they’ll carry even after they’ve gone.

• he keeps this part of himself carefully contained within with the majority of Shadows non the wiser,

Love Language: Touch, Gift Giving

Prefers affection via: Touch, Quality time

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Strengths

• loyal

• diligent and efficient

• puts his subordinates before himself

• smooth operator on the field

• stays calm under pressure and in the face of unusual situations

• thoughtful and empathetic

• can fall asleep anywhere

Weaknesses

• can be stubborn

• tends to forgo personal safety and care if he thinks it’s necessary

• has abandonment issues

• guilt-ridden

• may be vengeful, especially so on behalf of someone else

Hobbies

• photography

• karaoke

• balisong flipping

• sparring

**• Graves**

Likes

• cuddles and head scritches

• SC gossip

• collecting large, huggable plushies

• napping in warm cozy places

• training Shadows (usually)

• getting ragdolled and tossed around like a salad

• displays of physical strength

• training or games that allow him to hunt down others (or be hunted)

Dislikes

• incompetent and callous leadership

• humidity

• the sun (this boi burrrns)

• watermelons (tastes like sugary wet sand)

• Shadows or Graves getting hurt

• being cornered

• Shepherd

• disorganization

Fears

• Losing everyone and everything

• not being enough

• substance abuse and addiction

Preference

Fave Color: Blue

Fave Season: Autumn

Fave Music: 80’s rock and power ballads, most of 90’s and 2000s

Fave Animals: Crows and cats

Fave Food: savory snacks, burgers, lumpia, kare kare

Favorite Plants: blue orchids and monstera

Coffee or tea: coffee (once a day)

Night or Day: Night

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Idiosyncrasies & Random Stuff

~ named after his mother’s favorite billiards champion (Efren “Bata” Reyes)

~ He’s always had a blushing problem; doesn’t matter what emotion it is, if it’s strong enough, he gets flushed.

~ started out wearing a mask to hide the blushing and hide his expression; it’s fun keeping fellow Shadows guessing

~ likes to make up reasons why he wears the mask all the time

~ eventually realizes that he got so used to freely making silly expressions behind a mask that he can’t school his features without it anymore

~ which is fine, it became habit anyway; he enjoys any rumors among the Shadows about him and why he stays masked when others remove theirs outside of ops.

~ there are way too many benefits to wearing a mask for him to quit

~ Biting is a very valid tactic, on and off the battlefield; as an offensive move and form of affection (but he doesn’t bite out of affection as often as he’d like because he doesn’t wanna scare the other Shadows lol)

~ kinda short circuits a bit when handled roughly

~ Tore a man’s throat out with his teeth on Grave’s behalf; Graves **really** liked that and decided to give him the callsign Cerberus and collared him (it’s a pleasant grounding presence around his neck)

~ will start growling when stress levels are maxed out or if very sleep deprived

~ keeps a cork board of photos in his quarters; photos of Shadows past and present

~is banned from the kitchen(s), no, not just SC HQ or bases.

~ grabs ahold of anyone or anything that comes into contact with him while

sleeping; he’s like a bear trp that way

~ he’s seen the effects of substance abuse and addiction first hand; it’s why he limits alcohol intake, drinks one cup of coffee a day (hence the regularly scheduled naps), and avoids gambling and smoking

~ deeply misses his parents and his childhood; often wonders if they’d even recognize him as their son

- Voice claim: Isaac Clarke (VA: Gunner Wright) (Dead Space games)

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Backstory

7-11/Efren is one of Graves’ most loyal Shadows and considers himself a vanguard of the Company.

After losing his parents at 13 to a vehicular accident (for which he blames himself for) and the subsequent abuse and neglect from his uncle, Efren spent most of his teenage years feeling untethered, numb yet seething with anger and guilt.

He spent his early years working part time jobs to make ends meet while getting into fist fights with the local gangs to release the deep seated fury within.

A final altercation with his uncle drove Efren to seek structure and a place to belong in the Marine Corps.

There, Efren, while excelling at every aspect soldiering, would often be easily goaded and provoked into brawling with other recruits of his cohort.

This led to his first meeting with Graves, a cocky, silver tongued, MARSOC operator in his mid twenties.

Graves issued a challenge to Efren, which ended with Efren being so thoroughly *humbled* that it altered his brain chemistry, quieting his feral hind brain to a dull roar for the first time in what felt like forever.

Fixated on Graves after that meeting, Efren joined Force Recon with the hope of providing crucial intel to support his fellow Marines (especially Graves).

He always kept an ear out for news of KIA personnel; thankfully Graves was never one of them.

After years of serving in Force Reconnaissance, Efren was faced with making a decision whether or not to re-up to continue his service or to move on into civilian life.

As if summoned, Graves appeared after so many years, and whisked Efren away to his new Shadow Company, where he world finally find a new home.

The irony of feeling at peace in a PMC was not lost on him.

Wherever Graves went, he would be his Shadow and support. For Efren, it was the least he could do after the man gave him everything.

((May add more as i go✨))

[temeyes]

random cod oc post, but anyway: their and Gaz's dynamic

[shadow18-1]

Data analysts don't run! Poor girl....

7-11 belongs to @pampanope

[breadtheend]

Funny

Feat: @thebugpaint 's oc

[seithr]

remembered that my shepard/spacer shep has a still alive mom in the alliance according to ME2/3

also remembered that that character (katrine/caia) always has a sister uninvolved in the family's career military history

remembering she had to mourn her elder sister who just Disappeared for two years, and would have spent even longer knowing shepard isn't alive bc their alliance mom probably can't just tell a civillian doctor,

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

The werewolf lore by @deadbranch has been living rent free in my head for a time, and this ended killing me further, so... I'm so sorry (I'm not lol)

Disclaimer: Yes, it's Ghost. Yes, it's my OC but because some people get stupid about OCs I haven't described her, so you can imagine whatever. People that knows, knows

Also, sorry for all the lore inaccuracies. This came to me last night at 3am so it's kinda messed up and unedited.

Music and smoke surrounded him as he descended the stairs to the club, ten minutes before the party started, his bulky body moving easily through the crowd because most of them had the good sense to open way for him.

The ‘hunters’ were gathered in front of the ‘coat checkers’, waiting for them to offer the boxes where they would be able to choose a prey’s item. A mix of pheromones and anxiety filled his nostrils, wafting from the people around him. Nervous whelps, experienced predators, all of them waiting for the game to start.

He pushed to the front, to where the box with the item that interested him was. The box where the prey had chosen males to pursue them. One whelp tried to protest when he got to the front of the line, but an icy stare made the idiot cower and decide against crossing the imponent male.

Turning around, he looked at the clock to check that he still had a couple of minutes, and then looked down at the open box, trying to locate the item he was looking for.

She always left the same item. He wanted to believe it was for him.

The first time, he had been at the party by chance. Soap and Gaz talked him into going, telling him that he needed to relax, unwind, on some other shit. He had stopped listening after the first five minutes of their nagging. But somehow, he found himself going along with it, begrudgingly following them to a big house on the outskirts, and staring down at a box just like the one he had in front of him.

He didn’t care about male or female. But when he saw the delicate lace of a red bra, with a small phoenix charm dangling between the cups, his cock stirred in his pants even before he opened the sealed bag and sniffed it.

He found her in record time, leaning against a counter while chatting with other girls, and when he stepped inside that room and she looked in his direction, he was done for. And for her scent, she was too.

The first time they didn’t exchange a single word, they just went hand in hand to one of the rooms upstairs, locked the door and fucked desperately as if the world would end if their bodies came apart even for a second. Forehead against forehead as he rutted into her slow but hard, his massive body caging hers against the mattress and feeling her fingers tangled in his hair, and her eyes on his the whole time.

The second time he waited outside of the venue hours before the predators were allowed to go in, just to see the prey arrive and check if she was there. And she was. Somehow she knew he was there in the shadows, watching, and her pretty face had relaxed on a smile when their eyes met, and he knew he was screwed.

That second time he had pushed his way to the front of the line, much to Soap and Gaz’s amusement, and rummaged inside until he found what he was looking for. The bra with the little phoenix charm. She used the same garment, so he would recognize it.

Or he wanted to believe that.

That time, she was waiting for him in the stairs, next to a closet room, and her smile greeted him as he practically ran upstairs like a stupid eager whelp, until his hands reached her waist and he swept her up. Her giggle made his cock harden in his jeans, her legs wrapping around his waist while the skirt of the pretty black dress she was wearing slid up to her hips.

That time, they kissed throughout the whole act, locked inside the closet room, holding her in his arms so he could make love to her against the wall. Love, not hopeless rutting.

Tongues tangled until they hurt, his big hands scooping her arse, her legs around him and her hands cupping his jaw while they kissed as if they had been kissing for a thousand years.

This time, he already had a hotel booked. For the whole weekend.

When the coat checker gave him the go ahead, he rummaged in the box until he found what he was looking for, stepping aside to open the bag in a hurry.

The red lace with the phoenix charm.

This time, maybe they’d even exchange names and numbers.

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Hey Sleepy, I was curious about the MI6 lore and about the other members of the mysterious group Jade was in. Like, are they still alive? What they look like and so on

Hello Anon! (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

So, I got this similar question about a few months ago, and I've answered it here !

However since then I've cooked some thoughts on the (fictional) MI6 lore and The Jewels!

💎 The Jewels Project Lore 💎

The Jewels Project commenced in 1975. Initiated by Oscar Fletcher, the Jewels are highly skilled individuals who are experts in information gathering, infiltration, espionage, sabotage, and silent assassination.

Oscar Fletcher picks out the members himself, who, at that time were children at the age of 8-10 years old. He specifically selects the kids whose parents abandoned them, died, or were criminals. In his own words, "start from clean slate".

Fletcher trained them with rigorous and harsh training regiments for years and years, teaching them how to manipulate, eliminate, and act. He forged and shaped them to his liking, executing countless black missions effectively and smoothly.

By the age of early teenagers, they're all sent to different missions, acting like an innocent child, and began their first missions, in which they had to assassinate the targets. If they succeeded, they're deemed qualified and given a code-name, which inducts them into the Jewels.

Throughout 1975-1995, There are 10 members of the Jewels (First Generation), sent out to various missions around the world, aiding British's military efforts and/or simply those who MI6 deems as an ally. The success rate exceeded more than the MI6 initially projected, leaving Fletcher an important and untouchable figure among the MI6 authorities.

By the year 1997, 3 members of the Jewels died, and by 2000, 2 members ran away from Fletcher. In the midst of political tensions and wars, only 5 people remained.

After the events of 9/11, Fletcher recruited another 10 members of the Jewels (Second Generation), made them go through the same training, if not more grueling. Sending them to more missions globally until 2020.

As of today, Oscar Fletcher is no longer an active MI6 officer. But the Jewels are still at MI6's disposal unless they retire.

What do they look like?

They all look like normal people. Oscar specifically picked kids who looked ordinary. No striking featurs, and furthermore, he picked kids who are easy to befriend. Not a lot of people have this trait, so he picked every kid very specifically.

Currently each one of the Jewels live among the civilians. They're accountants, florists, janitors, photocopy machine operator, cashiers, retail workers, sales, and many more. They hide in absolute plain sight, and before you know it, they'll become your acquaintance, and they'll know you more than you know yourselves.

Where is Ruby, Garnet, and Jade in This?

Ruby and Garnet were recruited together in 1975 at 9 years old.

Ruby and Garnet participated in the Cold War conflicts (not with Adler and co.; they're somewhere else), Falklands War, Gulf War, and Kosovo War.

They're already friends from their training years, and they're often paired together in a mission.

Right after The Kosovo War, and along with the growing tension in the Middle East, Ruby and Garnet, who realized that their lives will never belong to them, and they'll always be deployed to warzones, decided to run away from MI6 in the year 2000.

9/11/2001 happened, and Fletcher's need of more Jewels were imminent. He started to look for more new members of Jewels, and search for Ruby and Garnet himself, deeming them as loose ends.

Lottie's orphanage got bombed. Ruby and Garnet found the lone little Lottie in the streets alone, and took them under their wing.

Fletcher caught up to them, and non-lethally shot Ruby and Garnet, declared them dead, and took the little Lottie to be the new member of the Jewels as Ruby and Garnet's replacement.

Along with 9 other additional members of Jewels, Jade were deployed to various parts of the world, preventing potential conflicts before it happens, and ended conflicts before it arises beyond control under the shadows.

at 2019, Jade decided to retire, and went to Verdansk as her last mission, where she met Simon "Ghost" Riley.

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I think that's all I can tell you so far! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o I'll for sure delve deep into the Oscar, Garnet/Ruby stories once BOPS6 releases.

Stay tuned and thank you for asking!

[welldonekhushi]

"I always see you.. smiling. Instead, why can't you be a little serious?"

".. well, uhm. If I had to turn serious, maybe you would have preferred me to be like this.. from now on, sadly."

Scarlet looks easy on the outside, but complex from the inside. It's hard to crack out the reason about how she is able to keep up a positive and welcoming attitude, but also, manage onto her violent side.

The answer is, Scarlet chose by not becoming into something which will make her rethink everything including her own life, questioning if she was ever made to be this way.

Scarlet's psychological development of being a cheerful presence among others holds a deep significance. To hide the dark side within her. The side she developed during her days when she trained for selection. When she got to realise the reality of war. What one needs to be when you're in an elite special forces unit.

Scarlet wants to be a good presence among everybody as possible, as it's the only thing which makes her feel bright and encouraged. But when things get at the tip of the iceberg, or the glass cannot stand the pressure anymore, it'll break, and would allow Scarlet to go on a rampage, and NO one can even stop her.. except for one person.

[loneghostdreams]

TW:Blood? (Idk how TWs work sorry :< )

I finally managed to finish another Monty drawing and finish @olibird's character sheet! I'm so happy :)

Name: Randall Alvarez Montessori

Aliases: 'That recruiter', Monty , Andy

Nationality: (Dual nationality) Filipino American

Ethnicity: White American/Southeast Asian? Idk about ethnicity

Age: 45 DoB: July 16, 1979

Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Cisgender Sex: Male Sexuality: Straight

Height: 6'0

Languages: Tagalog, English

Which CoD Universe: reboot

Branches of Service: Philippine Navy

Affiliation: Shadow Company, unnamed law firm

Specialties: Law, Negotiations, Hand-to-hand combat, rescue operations

Personality: inquisitive, helpful, ambitious, sometimes aggressive, silent, reserved

Backstory:

Born is 1979 to an American Navy admiral and a middle class Filipino woman, he was kept a secret during early childhood before being taken to USA where he befriended Phillip Graves when they were kids.

His parents being strict, he constantly rebelled as a teenager, even more so when his parents separated and his mother returned to the Philippines. He dyed his hair red, as much as his father didn't like it. He dreamed to study law, making a bet with Graves to see who'd have a better life in the future.

When he turned 17, he left America to start living with his mother and became a lawyer a few years later.While in law school, he made a friend, an girl who's aspiring journalist, they later became closer, dated and married. When his father heard of this, he told his son to follow in his footsteps. "Protect your family from future danger. The law cannot bring back dead people.", as his father said. He joined the Philippine Navy when he was 26, and his son was born shortly after.

10 years later, his wife who's now a journalist, uncovered multiple confidential files that endagers lives of thousands. Randall came home from the navy to find his small family missing. He searched everywhere, even accused his superiors of assisting in their disappearance, causing him to be kicked out of the Navy. He returned to America while his father helped him investigate. He reunited with Graves, who promised to help him.

2 years after their disappearance, Randall joined newly formed PMC Shadow Company as a spy and recruiter. He saw multiple shadows come and go, and eventually started training them. Years later, he finally found out what happened to his family, he was devastated by their deaths, but continued in Shadow Company where he is until now.

Issues: Family issues

Habits: smoking, reading, overworking

Scars: long scar on left side of face, multiple body scars

Preferred method of showing care/affection/love language: acts of service, physical touch

Preferred way of receiving care/affection: words of affirmation

Eye Color: Black

Hair description: proper and formal, natural color is black but he dyed it red several times

Clothing description: (casual) Leather jackets, dark clothing (recruiter outfit) dark suits with SC labels (SC uniform) -normal SC uniform

Body description: fit, sleeper build?

Favorite Activities: sleeping, messing around with shadows and Graves, thinking about his family

Blood Type: AB-

Favorite color: Red

Favorite animal: red pandas

Favorite food/Dessert: Filipino street foods,any of them

Other Fun Facts: He's absolutely rich, his father's got a lot of things and only he can get it, being the only heir. He keeps his money hidden due to his fear of wasting it all away, working normally and absolutely staying away from other bad habits

[pampanope]

7-11 Lore Bite 2

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Inside 7-11’s quarters, deep within his closet, is a small wooden box full of unit patches from militaries all over the world.

They’re tattered, soaked in old blood, and threadbare, as if violently ripped off.

The patches conjure up memories of a time before Shadow Company, before Emile, of weeks in dense forest, fighting and fleeing for his life, not for the sake of a mission, but for the sick entertainment of the people who put him there.

Each bloody patch belonged to a fellow soldier stuck in the same hell.

But they’re not like the photos he keeps to honor the fallen.

They’re trophies.

[lonetile4]

Nadia awoke with a start. She glanced around, half of the room black. She saw Nikolai sitting in a chair beside the hospital bed. He looked up when Nadia sat up.

"Did the team make it?" She asked. Her voice was gravelly from lack of use. Nikolai stared at her for a second.

"Yeah," he said. "Everyone's alive." Nadia let out a sigh of relief and laid back down. There was silence between the siblings for a minute before Nikolai spoke up again.

"How are you feeling?" Nadia closed her eyes.

"I'm in pain," she said. "I can't really hear in one ear, and I can't see in one eye."

"That's because you're half blind now, you idiot!" Nikolai had tried his best to keep his anger in, but he couldn't hold back anymore. "Do you have any self-preservation? Do you even care what I think?"

"What are you talking about?" Nadia asked, looking over.

"You could have DIED, Nadia, and you don't even seem to care." Nikolai rubbed his temple in annoyance. "Have you ever thought what I would go through if you died?" Nadia looked away.

"Nik... I'm sorry..." She didn't know what else to say. All she could do was apologize. She couldn't go back and remake her choice. Nikolai ran his hands through his hair.

"God, Nadia... You're an idiot. A god damn idiot." He let out a heavy sigh. "I'm glad you're okay." There was yet another pause. Nadia stared up at the ceiling.

"I won't be able to work in the field anymore, huh?" She said. Her voice was monotonous. The answer was obvious. She didn't know why she bothered asking.

"Yeah." Nikolai's answer was short. "But... Laswell is offering you a chance to work with her." Nadia's ears twitched at the statement.

"You're a good soldier, Nadia. And a damn good strategist, it would be stupid to lose that talent." He looked over at her. "So, while you may not be able to do field work, you can still help from the sidelines." As much as Nadia was relieved at the idea of still working with 141, she couldn't help but feel upset. She was still grateful, however. Working from the sidelines was better than not working at all.

Nikolai stood up, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Rest, okay?" He said. He gave her a small smile. "You need it."

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