I know I just introduced myself- in the last thread, even- but I wanted to go ahead and run my first Agent by you guys for what you thought of him.

Agent Lucky M. Foot
Home Continuum: Pokemon
Home Fic: "Pokemon Omega Ruby Wonderlocke: The Spirit of Discord"
Species: Lv. 21 Eevee
Traits: Severe karmic debt, can be clumsy, quick to panic
Department: Floaters

Backstory: Lucky started life as an unnamed Eevee was born to an IV breeding competitive trainer in a World One copy of Pokemon Alpha Sapphire. He was rejected and Wonder-traded away to a copy of Omega Ruby used as the actual-playthrough-of-Pokemon counterpart of a regularly-updated comic. The trainer got quite attached to him, treating the Eevee's comic counterpart- named "Dirtcheap" as a dig on his previous trainer possibly thinking him worthless- as practically a second protagonist.

Then, the Eevee in the actual copy of Omega Ruby died to a unexpected, critical-hit Drill Peck while grinding. Unable to both deal with the grief and think up how a simple training accident killing off such an important character to the plot of his story, the author instead ended the comic abruptly with little more than a hasty apology, blaming unrelated issues to his choice to not continue the comic.

To the comic's Dirtcheap, this amounted to the Drill Peck drilling a plothole straight into his chest, sucking him in as his Word World collapsed around him. After drifting through a void for five minutes in stunned silence, he landed in the halls of the PPC, right on top of a rather shocked Gallifreyan. About then is when his chest finally started bleeding.

And badly.

Luckily he was about five minutes from Medical. After patching him up, fitting him with a Universal Translator collar, and a rather long stay in FicPsych to deal with the mental scarring of not just the near-death experience but also the Wonderlocke story itself (losing friends left and right, one by one, after implied neglect and abandonment by a trainer, is not healthy to any brain), "Dirtcheap"- renamed Lucky- joined the Department of Floaters, and was assigned to an RA with its walls... an eye-assaulting shade of blello.

Current Situation: Like other recruits that were supposed to die in their home fic, Karma is not on his side due to his absolutely huge karmic debt. This is pretty well reflected in his name, reflecting the old "Lucky the Dog" urban legend- of that one stray dog hanging around that lost an eye, a leg, his nuts, an ear, his tail, et cetera, but still has his life. As such, he's very, VERY shiny to the Ironic Overpower, who absolutely loves to treat him as a brand new chew toy.

As such, Lucky opts not to use high-tech equipment in favor of equipment that can take the inevitable beating it will receive at the hands of bad luck and bad-luck-induced clumsiness. He leaves the C-CAD and RA with his partner, in favor of litmus strips, and carries around a Rorschach Book- a book that can take the appearance and contents of any text the user deems to be needed, Room of Requirement-style. (Unfortunately said "user" can include Sues in passing and "texts" can include badfic, making it almost useless for exorcism. This is why practically every other agent uses the Canon Library, which Lucky is banned from due to a mishap with a set of Harry Potter books and a passing janitor's bucket of water.)

However, Lucky does have one rather important piece of technology with him- his Universal Translator, which is almost always on the fritz. As such, he can seem to be hard of hearing and can sometimes spout off what seems to be non-sequiturs but are in fact mistranslations. Other times it might simply sound like what he says was put through Google Translate twenty times, a symptom that he probably has with his hearing if his occasional confused looks are anything to go by. He may even be forced to slip into another language entirely, especially with curse words.