#sleeper agent

[atangledfate]

She felt her stomach sink as she watched him grow so excited. She wanted to break his face! But she needed him, at least for the moment she believed she did. In an hour she might see through her rage and just give the information to Surge and let her deal with him. But for now she held her hand out taking the information and staring at it with her anger still etched on her face. Really it was all she had left wasn't it?

She'd lost so much since the war began. Her family was just the start, and it was there loss that began her downward spiral. Since then it had been on tragedy after another. She nearly lost her home if not for sonic and amy. She thought they were people to look up to, and ideals to embrace. But now she knew the awful truth of it all. They were just perpetuating this god awful cycle of destruction. She knew Starline was in it for his own twisted personal revenge on eggman but---that was fine! Hers was no less personal, they were just using one another in the end.

" Justice? I don't want Justice..."

She swiped the information from his hand in a swift motion.

" I want... Revenge.... "

She watched him go with her eyes narrowing and she pushed the info he gave her into her vest for safe keeping. Her eyes turning to the doorway as she could tell someone was approaching. She didn't know if they overheard her or not but she stayed put figuring it was tangle or whisper coming to check on her. Or perhaps Duo? she didn't know but took a breath to calm herself.

For now... She'd play the good little soldier... just long enough to grab what he wanted. Then she'd be free of this place for good, and all the sour memories that it brought her.

Hearing those words, Starline couldn't help but clap his hands together in excitement, the fact that he now had the means in order to properly start his uprising once again? Oh it would be so-so sweet to finally be rid of his nemesis and that annoying blue pest once and for all.

The shadowy scientist quickly reached within his coat and handed Lanolin a small drive that contained information on where he was currently located. It was a small gesture, but one that would allow her the chance to try and get situated with her new line of work.

"It is good that your sense of justice still lingers true. Follow the location to that of Halfmoon Valley, I have currently created a temporary residence for myself and the multitude of badniks I have been able to reprogram."

Why he was telling her this? Well, it was almost like he knew that if she tried anything it would be everyone's head on the line.

"Bring whatever resources you can, namely those in relation to the hedgehog and any Eggman bases you have on file. Should anyone of the Restoration question you? Simply state that you are transferring the files to a secure location. They won't be able to make it past my encryption."

"Now, I shall be off. I can't exactly be seen around here without lockdown being put on high alert. You have your assignment, so I look forward to finally working with you, Miss Lanolin."

And just as quickly as the scientist had been present, he was gone like dust in the wind. Sounds of footsteps could be heard as it seemed there had been at least some activity outside of the room...perhaps someone wanting to check up on Lanolin?

[itswilliamleonard]

hard to be a dad

[snakebites-and-ink]

I think sleeper agents are really underutilised in whump. With a single word you could make them do anything. Hurt themself, hurt a loved one...

[oliversrarebooks]

Augusnippets Day 8: Found Family

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tw: sleeper agent, discussion of sensory deprivation torture

"Could you move any slower?"

"I'm trying to keep up. Being locked away for eight years didn't really help my physical endurance," grumbled Cassandra.

Bri was impatiently pacing around her. "I get that, but seriously, if you were walking any slower, you'd be going backwards."

"There's not really anything I can --" Cassandra jumped out of her skin as her phone rang, then again when she saw who it was.

She shouldn't pick up. She really shouldn't. But he might slip and offer her a clue about his pursuit. She swiped to answer.

"Hello, sunshine."

Cassandra glared at the phone, as though her handler -- former handler -- could see her. "That's not going to work on me over the phone. You know that."

"I do know that. But I bet it's got you on edge anyway," said that infuriatingly smug voice.

Her hand hovered over the disconnect button, wondering why she even picked it up in the first place.

"Listen, Cassie. We both know how this is going to end," he said. "You know you're not going to escape, not for very long. I'm already close to closing in on you. And every day you're away, I'm going to add another day of sensory dep to your punishment."

She only wavered for a second. She'd already been gone for five days. The longest she had ever been in sensory dep was a week, and she'd been a complete wreck for a long time afterwards.

But if she did manage to escape, she'd never have to do that again, and that would make this all worth it. It had to. She punched the disconnect button and fought the urge to fling the whole phone into the path of an oncoming car.

"Did he say sensory dep?" said Bri.

"Oh, you heard that?" said Cassandra. She really hadn't wanted to explain this to Bri, knowing that her unlikely bodyguard would find her pathetic for being so spooked by such a small thing. "It was part of my training, locking me in sensory deprivation for days on end to develop my psychic powers. But I hated it so much they started using it as punishment for me too." She shrugged, hoping her fear wasn't obvious. "It's not a big deal."

But Bri actually looked disturbed. "They locked you in sensory deprivation for days? How the hell did that not drive you out of your mind?"

"I mean… it was part of training, so I had ways to deal with it…"

"That's fucked up," she said, and seemed to mean it.

Before Cassandra could respond, Bri's phone rang. She looked at it, frowning.

"It's your handler."

Cassandra's eyes went wide. How did they know Bri? "Don't pick it up!"

But Bri had already answered. "Hello?"

"Hello, Bri," said her handler's smooth voice. "'Hello, sunshine' is Cassandra's trigger phrase. If you say it to her in person, she'll be under our control again, and come walking straight back to us."

Every muscle in Cassandra's body tensed as she prepared to run. She had nowhere to go, and Bri would easily catch up to her, but she had to try.

"Why are you telling me this?" asked Bri.

"Because I want dear Cassie back home unharmed, as soon as possible, and I'm sure you want that fugitive off your hands," he said. "I'm prepared to wire you fifty grand to your bank account and let you walk free. We really don't care about you at all, but if we catch you with Cassie, we can't promise mercy."

Bri was thinking, and Cassandra's mind flashed through every time she'd been a burden on Bri since she'd escaped. It was over, then. Bri would catch her easily and say her phrase and she'd be helpless. She'd be foolish not to take the deal.

Five days in sensory dep. She could do that.

"You seriously think I'm going to do that?" said Bri. "You think I dragged your little pet through hell and back just to turn her over to you? Fuck that and fuck you."

"Bri, be serious about --" Her handler's voice was cut off as Bri disconnected.

"Can you believe the fucking audacity?" said Bri. "You didn't tell me your handler was an idiot -- hey, what are doing with your face? Don't make that face at me."

"I'm sorry," said Cassandra, laughing and crying at the same time and sounding like a complete disaster. "I didn't think you'd defend me, after everything…"

"I said what I said," said Bri, crossing her arms and trying to look stern. "After everything we've been through, I'm not just going to fucking give up now."

Cassandra wiped at her face. "Thank you. You don't know how much that means to me."

"Whatever," said Bri, with an exaggerated eye roll. "We'd better get moving. If you don't start walking faster, I'm going to have to fucking carry you like a sack of potatoes."

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[kabie-whump]

♡Febuwhump Day 26: "Help them." + Human Weapon (alt) ♡

@febuwhump

A combo post? Sure.

Content: betrayal, human weapon whumpee, sleeper agent whumpee, blood, left for dead

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"Why are you all just standing there? Help them!"

Leader's grip is firm as they grab Caretaker's shoulder, stopping them from running to Whumpee's side.

"That's not Whumpee," Leader says.

Whumpee, lying curled up on the floor in front of the team, lets out a pitiful sob. There's a puddle of blood under them and it's growing too fast but no one is doing anything and Caretaker wants to scream.

"What do you mean?" Whumpee tries to sit up but fails as they put weight on their clearly broken wrist. They settle for staring up at Leader, eyes wide and full of tears. "It is me. Please, I need help!"

Laeder's hand is shaking on Caretaker's shoulder.

"This is what Whumper does," Leader says, their voice haunted. "Whumpee doesn't even know it, but there's a monster planted in their mind, and it's already taken over. It's sleeping right now but it'll wake up the second we take them inside and then we're all done for."

"But they're hurt," Caretaker insists. "We have to help them. We don't know that they're going to turn on us."

"Why else would Whumper just give them back to us? I'd rather not wait until one of us is being stabbed in our sleep to find out."

Whumpee is outright crying now, something Caretaker has never seen them do so openly. "I won't! I promise I won't! I'll be good. Please, I just wanna go home. It hurts so bad."

Leader turns away, pulling Caretaker with them. "Trust me," they whisper. "I've been down this road before. It's not worth it. They can't be saved."

"But-"

"Whumpee's dead. That's a ghost."

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[chalkbird]

Westerly. Pelican. Dreams. Tornado. Clifftops. Andante. Grief. Fingerprint. Susurration. Sparrow. Dance. Mexico. Binary. Binary. Binary. Non-binary.

[driptaculardragonborn]

Hi hello

I dunno what I'm doing here, but I heard I'd get some cool sleeper agent codes that like, would give me a super cool CIA buddy. When do I get the CIA buddy?

Also hi hello idk what to do here

[mannythebodysnatcher]

i want everyone to know that i’m latino/hispanic and proud because i kno where my parents are from but im NOT giving money for a DNA test to these BITCH ASS CORPORATIONSZZZZ so they can sell my info to those fucking insurance companies hell fucking no rather get a fist in my ass than them denying me my rights to healthcare GIVE ME MY MOMEY CABRON

[evilhorse]

I see everything.

(The Avengers #13)

[djfatchip]

Yeah, well, tough nuts. You'll have to manage without me.

[askthespybots]

i throw a yummy pie directly at sleepers face

🐑"Could use more sugar."

[vixtoriaxa]

my partner has me in their phone as "sleeper agent" because they saw a tiktok that was like play this for someone you know was on the internet in 2013 and i wasnt paying attention and it was the fucking tumblr president shoelaces thing and i didnt miss a fucking beat

[tempest-toss]

A gameshow with that person? No thank you. No one needs to be dragged by you. Get a better hobby

--Seven

[grinewrites]

putting this poor boy through hell brb

[imthefailedartist]

Growing up is realizing sleeper agents aren't hypnotized to forget their spyhood, but instead are regular not hypnotized people who remembered a list of words or phrases and objectives and are to begin working to complete their objectives when they hear said words or phrases in order.

I was 30, driving down the street thinking about other stuff, and the realization just hit me.