Mercenary Mayhem IC
Sorry I'm not around to catch your call. I'll try to hit you up whenever I can. Don't pester this too much, alright? Cool.
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OOC INFO
Name: Drake
Contact: Plurk and Tumblr at @drakesoldier
Other characters played here: Agent Louisiana (Original), Agent New Jersey (Original)
Age: Over 18
IC INFO
Name: Felix Coupe; The Mercenary, The Scout
Native, OU, or AU: Native
Canon (if applicable): Red vs Blue
Character journal used:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
felix_mcscouty
Reference (if applicable): http://rvb.wikia.com/wiki/Felix
Canon point (if applicable): n/a
Personality: To most people, Felix will come off as a charismatic and friendly individual. He tends to keep things in the positive and crack jokes when the situation allows for them. He takes pride in being a so called "people person". His confidence in himself or his abilities usually unwavering. However this confidence can give him the air of a cocky know-it-all though he has no qualms with being deemed as such. Some people can be overwhelmed by him while others drawn to him by all this.
Felix can be respectful of those that have earned it with him though that varies based upon what the individual can bring to the table. His best friend being whoever he needs it to be at the time. However he can grow increasingly frustrated and aggressive towards an offending party. Most of the time resorting towards insults and threats of violence. He isn't afraid of showing his annoyance with either a given task or person though will continue to work with circumstances if only to get the profit at the end.
He is a rather greedy individual that more so focuses on the payout of job than what it entails. Want someone dead? Something stolen? Sure thing as long as you have the money to back up your talk. A big motto with him being "everyone has their price". Felix can take pleasure in getting to use his skills for money and assorted perks. He has been known to be sadistic in jobs, taking his time to kill targets and gloat over how he was better than them. The extensive talking can sometimes bite him in the ass and bring more trouble onto his plate though.
Having a silver tongue is something he prides himself in. Being able to manipulate someone in order to benefit himself as well as in the end getting to see the too late realization of his victims. He tends to grow bored easily and uses toying with people as way to solve that issue. But once Felix loses interest in someone, he makes sure to leave them behind broken and torn apart mentally and/or physically.
Due to his affinity towards taking advantage of people's trust in him, Felix rarely places trust in anyone but himself. He knows exactly how someone can take advantage of him and make sure that the seldom few he does know the consequences if they ever do. He has little empathy for those that are less fortunate and the dead.
Back story: The path to become a mercenary wasn't a boring one though it wasn't exactly a fun one either for Felix. He started out as a stupid kid on the rough planet of Jericho VII and ended up placing his trust in the wrong people. They were the ones he considered family however they left him high and dry when trouble came their way. When this supposed family tried to act all happy that he was alright and not dead, Felix turned his back to them and decided to make it out on his own.
His younger years were focused on learning the tricks of the trade. Teaching himself how to charm people and get what wanted out of them. If that didn't work, Felix worked on being able to steal without getting caught. There were a few blunders but he got away without losing any fingers. His focus was placed on being able to rely only on himself and survive. However soon enough his home world became too mundane for him and he wanted some excitement in his life. There was always talk about going to another world out in space. So he figured that was better than sticking around in the boring old cities.
So one day, Felix decided to sneak aboard one of the shuttles leaving. However that ship was heading off towards an even more backwater planet known as Adaptive. The plague clouds caused a mechanical issue with the ship, resulting in it crash landing on the planet. Shaken up and feeling more alive than he had in awhile, Felix attempted to leave the ship. He quickly learned that the bright colorful clouds that surrounded the downed ship were nothing to mess. He fled back into the wreckage to escape the burn and choking.
He ended up stealing one of the crew's helmets. A rather odd shaped thing that he would soon make out as being his from then on. Stumbling towards the nearest city, Armonia, Felix went back to his old ways of stealing and surviving. It wouldn't be another year until he finally scrapped up enough knowledge and skills to attempt his first unofficial mercenary job. And oh man he was hooked from then.
No more was he going to be the lame nobody loser. People were going to know his name and he reveled in the idea of building himself a reputation. Felix continued to perfect his skills in order to draw in bigger and better clients. He didn't care what they asked of him so long as they were going to pay him.
Then along came a person that knew exactly how to keep a hold of Felix's attentions. Promising not only riches but also making sure that the jobs would be interesting and worthy of his time. So really, how could he not resist? Everyone has their price after all.
Sample: Felix places his arm around the man's shoulders and gives him a smirk. It had been all too easy to convince the guy that the club was too noisy and that they should find a quieter place to chitchat. He had been buying the man drinks all night and had hit that sweet spot between tipsy and sloppy drunk with him. He steers him away from any prying eyes.
"And then I told the guy, 'Hey pal, is that a magnum in your pants or are you just happy to see me'," Felix chuckles. "It of course turned out to be the gun and well I ended up hightailing out of there. And that's how I wound up in the club tonight. Anyone deserved a drink after having a run in like that. I mean come on. Tell me you wouldn't have done the same too."
The guy laughs and gives a nod. "Heh yea man."
"Now it looks like this is our stop."
His target pauses and a look of confusion crosses over his face. It didn't make any sense. They were in the middle of an alleyway, far away from the street and the call of the club. How did they wind up here? whatever happened to that so called apartment?
"Are...are you sure this is it?"
"Oh absolutely," Felix muses. He then produces a knife and sinks it into the meat of the man's thigh. His smirk broadening into a cruel smile behind his visor. "I said that tonight was going to be a great time. I just didn't say who was going to have it."
Name: Drake
Contact: Plurk and Tumblr at @drakesoldier
Other characters played here: Agent Louisiana (Original), Agent New Jersey (Original)
Age: Over 18
IC INFO
Name: Felix Coupe; The Mercenary, The Scout
Native, OU, or AU: Native
Canon (if applicable): Red vs Blue
Character journal used:
felix_mcscoutyReference (if applicable): http://rvb.wikia.com/wiki/Felix
Canon point (if applicable): n/a
Personality: To most people, Felix will come off as a charismatic and friendly individual. He tends to keep things in the positive and crack jokes when the situation allows for them. He takes pride in being a so called "people person". His confidence in himself or his abilities usually unwavering. However this confidence can give him the air of a cocky know-it-all though he has no qualms with being deemed as such. Some people can be overwhelmed by him while others drawn to him by all this.
Felix can be respectful of those that have earned it with him though that varies based upon what the individual can bring to the table. His best friend being whoever he needs it to be at the time. However he can grow increasingly frustrated and aggressive towards an offending party. Most of the time resorting towards insults and threats of violence. He isn't afraid of showing his annoyance with either a given task or person though will continue to work with circumstances if only to get the profit at the end.
He is a rather greedy individual that more so focuses on the payout of job than what it entails. Want someone dead? Something stolen? Sure thing as long as you have the money to back up your talk. A big motto with him being "everyone has their price". Felix can take pleasure in getting to use his skills for money and assorted perks. He has been known to be sadistic in jobs, taking his time to kill targets and gloat over how he was better than them. The extensive talking can sometimes bite him in the ass and bring more trouble onto his plate though.
Having a silver tongue is something he prides himself in. Being able to manipulate someone in order to benefit himself as well as in the end getting to see the too late realization of his victims. He tends to grow bored easily and uses toying with people as way to solve that issue. But once Felix loses interest in someone, he makes sure to leave them behind broken and torn apart mentally and/or physically.
Due to his affinity towards taking advantage of people's trust in him, Felix rarely places trust in anyone but himself. He knows exactly how someone can take advantage of him and make sure that the seldom few he does know the consequences if they ever do. He has little empathy for those that are less fortunate and the dead.
Back story: The path to become a mercenary wasn't a boring one though it wasn't exactly a fun one either for Felix. He started out as a stupid kid on the rough planet of Jericho VII and ended up placing his trust in the wrong people. They were the ones he considered family however they left him high and dry when trouble came their way. When this supposed family tried to act all happy that he was alright and not dead, Felix turned his back to them and decided to make it out on his own.
His younger years were focused on learning the tricks of the trade. Teaching himself how to charm people and get what wanted out of them. If that didn't work, Felix worked on being able to steal without getting caught. There were a few blunders but he got away without losing any fingers. His focus was placed on being able to rely only on himself and survive. However soon enough his home world became too mundane for him and he wanted some excitement in his life. There was always talk about going to another world out in space. So he figured that was better than sticking around in the boring old cities.
So one day, Felix decided to sneak aboard one of the shuttles leaving. However that ship was heading off towards an even more backwater planet known as Adaptive. The plague clouds caused a mechanical issue with the ship, resulting in it crash landing on the planet. Shaken up and feeling more alive than he had in awhile, Felix attempted to leave the ship. He quickly learned that the bright colorful clouds that surrounded the downed ship were nothing to mess. He fled back into the wreckage to escape the burn and choking.
He ended up stealing one of the crew's helmets. A rather odd shaped thing that he would soon make out as being his from then on. Stumbling towards the nearest city, Armonia, Felix went back to his old ways of stealing and surviving. It wouldn't be another year until he finally scrapped up enough knowledge and skills to attempt his first unofficial mercenary job. And oh man he was hooked from then.
No more was he going to be the lame nobody loser. People were going to know his name and he reveled in the idea of building himself a reputation. Felix continued to perfect his skills in order to draw in bigger and better clients. He didn't care what they asked of him so long as they were going to pay him.
Then along came a person that knew exactly how to keep a hold of Felix's attentions. Promising not only riches but also making sure that the jobs would be interesting and worthy of his time. So really, how could he not resist? Everyone has their price after all.
Sample: Felix places his arm around the man's shoulders and gives him a smirk. It had been all too easy to convince the guy that the club was too noisy and that they should find a quieter place to chitchat. He had been buying the man drinks all night and had hit that sweet spot between tipsy and sloppy drunk with him. He steers him away from any prying eyes.
"And then I told the guy, 'Hey pal, is that a magnum in your pants or are you just happy to see me'," Felix chuckles. "It of course turned out to be the gun and well I ended up hightailing out of there. And that's how I wound up in the club tonight. Anyone deserved a drink after having a run in like that. I mean come on. Tell me you wouldn't have done the same too."
The guy laughs and gives a nod. "Heh yea man."
"Now it looks like this is our stop."
His target pauses and a look of confusion crosses over his face. It didn't make any sense. They were in the middle of an alleyway, far away from the street and the call of the club. How did they wind up here? whatever happened to that so called apartment?
"Are...are you sure this is it?"
"Oh absolutely," Felix muses. He then produces a knife and sinks it into the meat of the man's thigh. His smirk broadening into a cruel smile behind his visor. "I said that tonight was going to be a great time. I just didn't say who was going to have it."