Subject: Permission
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Posted on: 2017-03-18 19:56:00 UTC
So, I've been here on and off for about a month and a half now. More recently, thanks to my stressful job and personal life, I've been off. But, I have really enjoyed being here, and i have decided that I would definitely like to write some PPC of my own. So, I humbly request permission to do so, and include the agent profiles I've written up. If you guys could check over them and see that everything is okay, that'd be much appreciated.
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Agent Conrad Harke:
Age - 25
Species - Human
Gender - Male
Home Continuum - Warhammer 40,000
Appearance - Conrad has short jet black hair, pale skin and and blue eyes. His usual outfit consists of black military fatigues, a pair of leather Guard-issue boots, ident-tags and a white undershirt. The patch identifying him as an agent is on the right sleeve of his tunic. Thanks to his universe being originally from the UK, he has a pronounced British accent, though has never been there himself.
Personality - Conrad spent seven years serving in one of the most discipline-heavy armies in the multiverse, and it shows. Anyone above him gets called 'sir' or 'ma'am' whether they like it or not. He spends his free time either binge watching for research, working out in the gym or cleaning his gear. What sense of humour he has left is darker than your average Frankie Boyle routine. When on missions, he tends to be very focused to the point of being taciturn, and off mission, he is usually quite quiet, with any speech kept short and to the point. It takes a lot to get him angry, but when he does, revenge tends to be short but painful/humiliating.
History - Originally hailing from the grimdark universe of Warhammer 40,000, Conrad joined the PPC in 2014 after he fell into a Warp portal during a campaign against Chaos cultists and ended up in HQ. After being talked down from opening fire on several unlucky agents, he was recruited and took to the field eighteen months ago as a Floater. His previous life has served him well in his time at HQ, with his training as an Imperial Guardsman preparing him for working in Word Worlds, and his upbringing as a hiver lets him feel a little more at home in the corridors of HQ than most. While he has mostly adapted to the 21st Century, and understands most of the pop culture he works with, more obscure references and concepts still pose a bit of a problem.
Abilities - Conrad has had military training, and even if it wasn't very good or safe training, he still picked up some useful skills. He can provide basic medical aid if an agent gets injured in the field, has bushcraft knowledge and is skilled with both melee and ranged weapons, although he prefers the latter. He was a qualified sharpshooter in the Imperial Guard, but as he himself is quick to point out, he is no sniper.
Favourites/Lust Objects - Conrad has no lust objects, but he does have a soft spot for the entire crew of Serenity, as well as a great respect for Max Rockatansky.
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Agent Elly Ruskowski:
Age - 22
Species - Human
Gender - Female
Home Continuum - Real World
Appearance - Elly is Caucasian, with dyed red hair and brown eyes. She usually wears blue jeans, a t-shirt of some description, trainers (sneakers) and a brown leather jacket with her Department of Floaters patch sewn on, along with a single nose stud. She speaks with an American accent, but likes to impersonate others, with varying degrees of success.
Personality - She has a tendency to get very excited when meeting characters she admires, and very angry when they're messed with, especially when her favourite shippings are broken up. This anger is usually worked out on mission with weapon practice or off mission with video games, though outside of missions in her favourite fandoms, she's usually either pretty calm and easygoing, or very hyperactive if something takes her personal interest, and especially if Conrad hasn't seen or read something she thinks is important. She swears a lot, but more as part of her everyday vocabulary than any real anger. In contrast, when she is in a rage, she tends to get much quieter, and use less explicit language.
History - A twenty-two year old from Colorado, Elly had a normal childhood, with good parents and little to worry about except exams, all very middle class. During her high school years, she was a civilian watcher, which lead to her being given the opportunity to join the PPC, a choice she now regrets. She has been working with Conrad in the Department of Floaters for around eighteen months.
Abilities - Elly isn't very good with ranged weapons, and generally prefers using swords and knives on missions where possible. She's a natural speedreader, which lets her pick up details from a Word World quicker than most would. Her encyclopedic knowledge of both pop culture and fandoms also comes in handy. She usually handles the exorcisms and charge lists.
Favourites/Lust Objects - Both of Elly's come from the MCU, and are Black Widow and the Winter Soldier/Bucky, respectively. However, she also has quite a special place in her heart for Ed and Ein of Cowboy Bebop fame.
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RC #819: Some RC's are old enough to have seen many agents come and go over the unknown amount of time since HQ was set up. Old enough to have acquired quirks, non-standard design features, even personalities in a way. RC #819 is one of these.
It is laid out like a small apartment, with a central hallway leading to the door, and two rooms on each side. On the left as you come in are the two bedrooms, each with room for a bed, desk, shelves and not much more. On the right, there is a tiny bathroom with a shower, sink and toilet, as well as a lounge area. The lounge contains a television and Xbox, a mid-range desktop gaming computer, a well-loved sofa and the console.
As stated previously, #819 is old, and has been lived in by agents almost continuously since the mid 1990's, and more infrequently even earlier in the PPC's history. It shows. The amenities are all mostly modern, but small problems remain. Small unidentifiable scratches and marks are dotted around the RC, some of which look disturbingly like blood. The door has over a dozen names stenciled on it in white paint, and crossed out in red. The console took several bullets around the time of the Fanfic Explosion, and the alarm system is irreparable. Unfortunately, some well-meaning soul patched in an 2003-era iPod, which means that instead of the classic "BEEEEEEEEEP!!!", Conrad and Elly get Dies Irae from Verdi's Requiem blasted at them at one hundred and twenty decibels whenever a mission comes through.
Despite this, it is fairly homely. The lights aren't too bright, the electrical sockets all work, the beds are comfy and it somehow never seems as far to the cafeteria as it does from other places in HQ. What more could a pair of Agents ask for?