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yejide: 🍀💡 maxime: 📚💖 guinevere: 🔪👖

MEMEPROMPT : oc emoji asks

[ 🍀 CLOVER - does YEJIDE believe in luck? are they lucky? ]

kind of? yejide doesn't believe in luck exactly, but they do believe that sometimes things happen for a reason, and that the best thing to do is to just let it happen. he wouldn't attribute the recent mercy things to bad or good luck, but rather just Things That Happened and it was out of their control. they do believe in karma more than they do luck, which is why he tries to do good always to have some of that returned to him, whether that be in the form of good luck or something else. at the end of it they're a math person and luck is just statistics dressed up all pretty so 🤷

[ 💡 LIGHTBULB - is YEJIDE a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it? ]

absolutely no planning in the yejide muyiwa household sorry! she prides herself on being a quick thinker, and quick thinkers can't think quickly if they're always relying on pre-planned things. she much prefers the chaos of just winging it and seeing what happens. yejide claims that their best ideas come from having not planned or thought about doing what they want at all. holidays + birthdays are exceptions to this as she wants to make sure that the person they are celebrating is enjoying their day to the fullest. for celebrations, she goes all out with planning months in advance.

[ 📚 BOOKS - how was MAXIME at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject? ]

i can't lie to you max was a supernerd :( he did incredibly well in studies, consistently ranking the highest in his class, and he only really fell off after the death of his parents, after which he struggled quite a bit. over all, his favorite subjects would be biology + chemistry in high school, & biomedical ethics in university. these were also his best subjects. his worst subject over all was anything to do with economics / finance / etc.

[ 💖 SPARKLING HEART - is MAXIME a subtle or a showy lover? ]

definitely more on the subtle side! he's very generous with his affections because he doesn't see the point in hiding them when life is so fleeting (mind you he got divorced for no fucking reason?) however he has a difficult time showing it, especially outside of the comfort of privacy. he's not excessively fond of public displays of affection. shows love through quality time + acts of service and in relationships will do a lot of acts of service as he likes to feel useful. he may not explicitly say he loves you but you will know, and that goes for both platonic and romantic dynamics.

[ 🔪 KNIFE - how does GUINEVERE react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame? ]

neve's first instinct is to blame herself, especially when she sees it happen, as it did with both her friend & brother. in her mother's case, she blames that on external forces (mercy) because she, in her eyes, had no direct involvement and no influence in changing what happened. neve becomes extremely investigative during these times and will often start isolating herself as she figures it's the best way to 'solve' the 'problem'. spoiler: it isn't.

[ 👖 JEANS - what is GUINEVERE'S go-to outfit? ]

her casual / every-day outfits blend style & comfort! she generally goes for some nice trouser pants and a solid color blouse or turtleneck that works with anything. they also prefer to dress it up sometimes with a statement jacket, coat, or jewelry.

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. ( from any of ur muses ! )

MEMEPROMPT : Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ SENT 7:17 PM to Agent Medusa ] Hello. This is Dr. d'Aureville. [ SENT 7:21 PM to Agent Medusa ] Which you likely already know, since you should have my number saved. My apologies. [ VOICE NOTE SENT 7:30 PM to Agent Medusa ] literally just silence for six seconds, then an oh shit as it cuts off [ SENT 7:42 PM to Agent Medusa ] Sorry. I think I wanted to check with you to make sure you truly are interested in all of this. Mercy isnt conddusvie to second thoughts. Medical field is expanding outside of meryc to. [ SENT 7:42 PM to Agent Medusa ] *condusive [ SENT 7:42 PM to Agent Medusa ] CONDUSIVE [ SENT 7:43 PM to Agent Medusa ] mpotherfucker

$ = for neve because of ...reasons

MEMEPROMPT : Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[ SENT 2:24 AM to vanessa DO NOT TEXT ] do you ever think about what we could have done differently? if the outcome would have been the same? [ SENT 2:24 AM to vanessa DO NOT TEXT ] sorry, wrong number. please disregard [ guinevere lovelace has blocked vanessa DO NOT TEXT ]

𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒!

feel free to tweak questions + all emojis r listed in text form bc i can't see some of them aAAaaAA! sorry if any of these questions are too similar i tried to avoid that but .. there's a lot lol! categorized by emoji type.

i wanted to make one because i could not find one on tumblr already that had a ton of questions. this was created by combining ones under the #oc ask game tag + my own contributions. hi charmymemes nation i'm back.

people

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences", if any?

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

food & drinks

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?

🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?

🍓 STRAWBERRY - do they eat their fruit & veg? what is their favourite fruit or vegetable?

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

plants & nature

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

🍃 FALLING LEAF - do they enjoy being in nature? what is their favourite outdoor activity?

☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning?

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

🌹 ROSE - do they like valentines day? have they been confessed to before? have they confessed to anyone before?

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

🌱 SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?

🍀 CLOVER - do they believe in luck? are they lucky?

🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

activity

⚾ BASEBALL - can they play sports? what is their best position if they play a team sport? what's their strong suit (speed, power etc.)?

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

objects

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

📖 OPEN BOOK - do they like reading? what's their favourite genre?

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?

💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

👑 CROWN - what does your oc want to be remembered as? why?

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?

🎷 SAXOPHONE - do they play any instruments? are they any good at it?

📚 BOOKS - how were they at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject?

👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?

🎨 PALETTE - can they draw? what do they like to draw?

🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel?

⏳ HOURGLASS - are they usually late or on-time?

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.

📦 PACKAGE - what are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them?

🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?

⚙️ GEAR - what are your ocs thoughts on science & art? which do they give more importance to? how much value do they place on each?

🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

📏 RULER - is your oc well educated? where did they get their learning from?

transport

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

🚲 BICYCLE - can they ride a bike? what do they remember from learning to ride a bicycle?

weather

🌩️ LIGHTNING - are they scared of lightning?

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

❄️ SNOWFLAKE - do people consider them cold? if so, what made them this way?

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?

🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

☄️ COMET - what do people assume about them? are they right?

hearts

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

1. The Vampire Lestat - Anne Rice / 2. Black Sails (2014-2017) - XIII / 3. The Glass Essay - Anne Carson / 4. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein (1994) / 5. Grief Lessons - Anne Carson

          in  hindsight,  her  avoidance  of  those  most  familiar  tonight  has  been  intentional,  ducking  her  head  to  let  her  hair  shield  her  profile  from  view,  choosing  to  go  left  when  she'd  been  headed  right.  guinevere  lovelace  is  not  a  coward,  but  she  is  aggrieved.  she  ends  up,  somehow,  at  a  blackjack  table.  her  betting  is  restrained  to  the  table  minimum,  not  out  of  an  excess  of  caution,  but  of  heart  and  will.  she  isn't  here  for  money.  a  story  is  the  reason  she  gave  her  editor,  investigation  is  the  one  she  gives  herself.            neve  steps  away  from  the  table  when  she  doubles  her  cash,  chips  in  hand  as  she  searches  for  fresh  air.  she  finds  it  in  the  solitude  of  a  dark  spring  night,  tucked  mostly  away  from  the  crowd.  still,  it's  not  a  perfect  hiding  place,  as  is  proven  by  mara's  appearance.           the  funeral  wasn't  the  difficult  part.  neither  was  the  actual  death.  it's  the  burial  that  happens  every  morning,  the  feeling  that  she's  trapped  behind  her  own  rib cage  and  unable  to  slip  out.  she  buried  parts  of  herself  when  she  threw  dirt  over  elidyr's  empty  casket.  she  buried  parts  of  herself  —  albeit  smaller  —  the  night  eli  showed  up  at  her  mercy  dorm  half-drunk  and  tongue  tied  about  his  girlfriend.  ex-girlfriend.     (     '     she  doesn't  deserve  you     '    said  without  hearing  the  story,  countered  by  a  hiccuping     '     i  love  her     '     )               she  lost  two  siblings  within  the  span  of  weeks,  one  by  blood  another  by  bond.  years  have  passed  but  the  bitterness  on  her  tongue  lingers,  a  stain  she  can't  get  out  no  matter  how  many  times  she  cleans.

         "     i     —    "     rarely  is  she  left  struggling  for  words.  she   bounces  between  civility  and contentiousness,  and  chooses  to  don  a  front  of  politeness.  neve's  mouth  tightens,  though  she  smiles  as  she  plays  off  her  reaction  as  surprise.    "     i'm  not.  i  guess  it's  the  closest  i  can  get  to  an  arcade  right  now.  managed  to  win  fifty  bucks.    "     eli  had  been  fond  of  vintage  games  and  new  releases  alike,  she  still  has  a  game  that  she'd  been  meaning  to  gift  him  for  his  birthday  tucked  away  somewhere.    "     could  say  the  same  for  you.  mercy's  still  in  the  business  of  changing  people,  then     ?     how  much  was  the  voucher  again     ?     heard  it  was  a  grand,  but  no  one's  confirming.    "     how  easily  she  settles  into  her  element     —     journalism  and  information  extraction.  she  may  have  been  a  great  agent  had  she  stayed.

　　　CLOSED　　⸻　 guinevere , @greatpain

half empty glass of champagne is stained cherry red around the rolled rim, unique as a fingerprint. abandoned, left to condensate atop the flashing neon promise of a slot machine. she is a self-tamed creature, primordial devotion a patchwork of girlhood starvation and the devouring that followed, that has never stopped. she is all mouth. had tried to swallow guinevere whole, the tenderest consumption, after atropos severed the human tether that had so effortlessly knotted them together. fumbled for the fraying edges of that clean cut, following it to the glutted dénouement of abandonment at the other end.

the fourteenth floor balcony. still carrying the remains of that tether, saturated with the burgundy stain of old blood. more appendage than object. " i never took you for a gambler, " mara hesitates in their distant periphery, an uncharacteristic nervous hope flickering like a pilot light. that inherent lure to another, steadying presence of the sibling. near sibling, if it must be said. inimitable, but always begging. the absence is violent all the same, claws and teeth and open wounds. no one escapes siblinghood unscathed. but here, in the irreverent springtime chill, an offering of balm .. " have you won anything ? "

          maybe  it's  just  in  his  nature  to  be  a  wet  blanket,  because  he  can't  find  reconciliation  in  a  one  grand  voucher  to  a  casino.  a  poor  attempt  from  the  executive  board  to  smooth  things  over  and  placate  agents  and  civilians  alike.  part  of  him  hopes  it  doesn't  work,  part  of  him  holds  out  that  enough  people  will  see  through  the  fragile  facade  that  it  will  have  no  choice  but  to  fall  apart.  he  never  relished  in  destruction,  but  there  would  be  something  satisfying  about  this.           he  drinks  water  like  it's  whiskey,  weighty  crystal  glass  in  one  hand,  and  crumpled  up  voucher  in  the  other.  maxime  clings  to  the  corner,  in  an  illusion  of  safety.  there  is  no  reason  for  him  to  be  here  if  he  really  doesn't  want  to,  but  he  still  feels  that  he  must  watch  for  his  juniors,  if  not  his  peers.  a  field  agent  approaches,  and  maxime  immediately  has  the  need  to  change  everything  about  his  demeanor,  to  project  the  smallest  prickle  of  pain  within  those  closest  to  ward  off  others.  he  does  nothing.  sighs,  sips  at  his  water,  and  increasingly  wishes  it  was  alcohol  with  every  word  caine  says.          "     you  are  a  gambler.     "     plain,  succinct.  not  a  no,  not  a  yes,  not  an  admonishment,  only  an  acknowledgement.  blue  eyes  meet  blue,  searching  for  true  intention  and  finding  nothing.  maxime  smooths  out  his  voucher  but  does  not  hand  it  over.     "     i  will  let  you  have  it  under  the  condition  that  you  try  something  involving  strategy.  roulette  is  a  waste  of  your  time  and  money.     "

WHO: Caine Jackson & OPEN WHERE: Dead Lucky Casino

The moment that voucher touched Caine's hands, he took off in search of the casino. He spent his youth wandering from shelter to shelter, hands aching to grasp onto any dollar or morsel of food he could find. To look down at his hand and see such a high number would've done wonders for his childhood self, but now, he felt nothing but the need to gamble with it. Call it greed, a need to give in to his vices once again, or him being a glutton for potential punishment, but he decided to go big or go home.

And it appeared that he was meant to go home. Loss after loss at the roulette wheel meant that the money the voucher afforded him was all but spent, and he was left with nothing but a bruised ego and a bitter taste of defeat on his tongue.

He glanced around to determine his next move, eyes finally settling on a familiar face. He wandered over to their side, ❝Those roulette wheel dudes are fucking scam artists. How do you not land on black 20 times in a row?❞ Caine didn't bother questioning the fact that he chose to place his bets on the same spot even after losing 19 other times. ❝Anyways, you spend your voucher yet?❞

         "     oh,  trust  me,  i've  been  here  for  five  years  and  i  still  get  spun  around.    "     yejide  slips  her  phone  out  of  her  jeans  and  grins  at  ari.    "     i  made  a  mini  navigation  app  specifically  to  help  people  get  where  they're  trying  to  here.  i  can  help  you  figure  out  where  you're  headed  and  then  send  you  the  link     ?    "     the  application  was  birthed  from  boredom,  as  all  great  technologies  are.  her  sense  of  navigation  has  never  been  the  best,  managing  to  get  lost  even  when  it  is  virtually  impossible  to  do  so.    "     do  you  like  it  here  so  far     ?    "

open, the mercy hq courtyard, afternoon of may 3

"These are good digs you all have here. I was starting to think I might never find my way around." Ari gestured at the labyrinthine complex as they spoke to their companion, clearly still adjusting to the world of Mercy. It had been over a month now since the merger, but that didn't mean Ari felt at home yet, still getting to know both the headquarters and the people that worked within it. Never mind the fact that the newcomer didn't entirely feel they were wanted, despite their best efforts to change that. "How'd you ever get used to it? One wrong turn and it feels like I'm never gonna find my way out."

imagine being this stunning

➥     status  :  open  with  guinevere  lovelace ➥     location  :  the  dead  lucky  casino

          the  lights  cast  a  kaleidoscope  of  colors  across  the  casino  as  guinevere  navigates  with  purpose  through  the  throng  of  self  proclaimed  very  important  people  and  mercy  agents.  gaze  sharp  and  discerning  scans  the  crowd  for  familiar  faces,  turning  away  before  she  can  make  eye  contact  with  someone  she  used  to  know,  and  she  finds  herself  approaching  the  bar  with  measured  steps.  with  a  tilt  of  her  head  and  her  best  approximation  of  a  charming  smile,  she  pulls  the  person  closest  to  her  into  conversation  involuntarily.     "     luck  not  on  your  side  tonight     ?     or  are  you  just  on  edge  anticipating  something  to  go  wrong  like  it  did  the  last  time  there  were  one  too  many  agents  packed  in  the  same  room     ?     "

𝟶𝟶𝟷.   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂   ...

⋯⋯⋯   GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   guinevere lovelace. NICKNAME(S):   neve (if you must use a nickname, this is preferred), winnie (reserved for family). ALIAS:  previously known as agent bloodhunter. AGE:   twenty9. DATE OF BIRTH:   august 5. PLACE OF BIRTH:   seattle. CURRENT LOCATION:   apex city, washington. GENDER:   questioning. PRONOUNS:   she/they. ORIENTATION:   bisexual. OCCUPATION:   reporter for apex news network. EDUCATION LEVEL:   bachelor's degrees in journalism and political science. 

⋯⋯⋯   PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:   5'10. TATTOOS:   none. PIERCINGS:   ears. SCARS: many on her left shoulder / arm and others scattered about. STYLE:   sleek, striking, bold. enjoys a dramatic overcoat or statement piece. incredibly fond of accessorizing.

⋯⋯⋯   HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   none. SLEEPING HABITS:   average. incredibly light sleeper. never sets an alarm as she just seems to wake up when she needs to.  EATING HABITS:   well. meal preps. SOCIABILITY:   7/10.  interrogative and prying though she keeps a front up to make herself / her questions seem unassuming DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS:   socially   /   no   /   no. RADIANT STATUS:  n/a. solaris failed to work. OTHER:   hard of hearing in left ear.

⋯⋯⋯   PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:   intrepid reporter, reluctant hero, fallen hero, action survivor, undercover as herself, badass normal, deadpan snarker, hidden heart of gold, undying loyalty INSPIRATIONS:   lois lane (dc comics), veronica mars (veronica mars), karen page (marvel) TRAITS:   determined, resourceful, compassionate, scrupulous, stubborn, distrustful, impulsive, resentful, envious, closed-off, pragmatic, adaptable, observant, driven, independent LIKES:   coffee, traveling, martial arts. DISLIKES:   red tape, being underestimated, sensationalism. WEAKNESSES:  impulsivity, severe trust issues, difficulty with authority, emotional guardedness, tendency to shoulder burdens alone. STRENGTHS:   investigative skills, resilience, adaptability, resourcefulness, negotiation, martial arts. FEARS:   betrayal, powerlessness, loud noises. HABITS:   checking her surroundings / checking for exits, strict routine, double/triple checking any information, carrying a weapon at all times, limiting true / deep personal connection. HOBBIES:   martial arts, cooking, cryptic / logic puzzles, urban exploration.

⋯⋯⋯   FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   evelyn lovelace,  biomedical agent, whereabouts unknown. FATHER:   marcus lovelace,  psychiatrist, alive. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   n/a. BEST FRIEND:   none.  EXES:   womp womp.  SIBLING(S):   elidyr lovelace, field agent, deceased.  CHILDREN:   none.  PET(S):   a betta fish, unnamed.

𝟶𝟶𝟸.   𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂   … 

marcus and evelyn lovelace were part of mercy organization from its inception. evelyn in particular was a young researcher in biomedical who was part of the team that made solaris what it is today. a couple years before project genesis, she gave birth to her second child, guinevere. marcus was more hesitant about mercy and decided that it was best for him to raise her and her older brother, elidyr, in seattle while evelyn continued her work in apex city.

when guinevere turned fourteen, marcus was offered a position as a therapist in apex city, and the family was properly reunited. it wasn't surprising when eli joined mercy as a legacy junior agent a couple years later.

neve practically idolized both her parents and older brother and always assumed she'd follow in their footsteps. she excelled in her studies, driven mostly by an eagerness to make them all proud.

she studied journalism and political science before joining mercy as well. eli wasn't shy about being related to her, going as far as to help her train whenever he had the availability. their mother, however, decided it would be best if she stay out of the way of her children, though she occasionally checked up on them when possible and without raising suspicion of favoritism.

during her time as a junior agent, she forged a close bond with an agent who was in the same joining class as eli. both neve and this agent were driven by a shared sense of idealism and a desire to make a strong difference. when it was possible for them, the agent volunteered for project genesis and underwent the solaris treatment.

unfortunately they underwent a practically catastrophic transformation, emerging a changed person. when they'd previously been quite bright and optimistic, they'd become cold, calculating, and ruthless. they were given incredible powers but to neve on the outside, it seemed that it cost them their humanity.

neve began to distance herself from them out of concern for them as well as herself. still, she was chosen to come on what should have been a relatively easy mission that included their (former?) friend as well as elidyr along with another agent.

what should have been a routine recon mission spiraled out of control when the four agents' cover was blown and they were ambushed. off guard and outnumbered, the team were forced to fight for their lives as they fled. guinevere watched as the fourth agent fell dead, and then as their (former?) friend used elidyr as cover for the two of them to escape the immediate fight and find a way out. neve made the split second decision to detonate a cache of explosives they had discovered earlier, allowing them a distraction to escape the carnage, though the mission had clearly been an absolute failure as valuable intelligence was lost along with two agent lives.

haunted by these events, wallowing in blame, and tormented by the knowledge that she was somehow responsible for the death of her brother and another agent, she knew she should have left right then. however, she figured that if she was already so close to graduating from junior agent status, she may as well see it through and take solaris.

yeah... solaris didn't work for her. they waited weeks and it amounted to absolute zilch.

horrified by everything she experienced and disillusioned by project genesis and mercy as a whole, her decision to leave mercy behind and forge her own path was reinforced. she cut ties quickly and started up an anonymous blog regarding apex city as a whole.

also um at some point her mom went missing???? so she's also using what remains of her connections to figure that out.

a year ago, she was given a job interview at apex news network, and was hired as a reporter. she's determined to uncover what the hell is really going on, though she keeps that very much on the downlow as she doesn't want to seem too conspiracy theorist. for now she does her due diligence as a reporter and ex-mercy agent by utilizing what remains of her connection to mercy to get information that will be useful to the network.

𝟶𝟶𝟹.    𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂   ...

coming soon but $10 to anyone who wants to take up either marcus lovelace or the (former?) friend / current mercy agent. mwah <3

          they  tap  incessently  at  the  screen,  lips  pursed  in  thought  as  they  scan  through  contradicting  and  redacted  confidential  information.     "     do  cyber  research,  they say...  but  don't  look  at  information  that  will  help  because  we  don't  want  you  to  have  it.  stupid.     "     frustrated,  yejide  powers  off  their  tablet,  though  they  continue  tapping  the  screen  awake  every  couple  seconds  just  in  case  they  somehow  missed  a  notification     (     spoiler  :  they  haven't     ).     "     can  i  confess  something     ?     "     they  don't  wait  for  an  an  affirmative  answer.     "     i  wasn't  scared  of  clowns  before  the  incident  but  i  think  i  might  be  now.  they  were  kinda  creepy.     "

" it's not just you, " jia says. his own device sits untouched in their lap as he watches yejide work. " which is good, means we get fewer security breaches, but sucks when the directors decide they know best. " not that julia particularly cares about the details, beyond that they think it would make for an interesting read. he's always been more interested in entertainment than anything else, boredom being the only real fate worse than death in their eyes. " quite honestly, it's amazing we get told as much as we do, " they say. " if they could get away with telling us no more than the civilians, they probably would — but then we wouldn't be able to get anything done effectively. "

          he'd  done  his  best  in  helping  out  where  he  could  during  the  evacuation.  it  was  too  much  going  on  for  him  to  negate  anyone's  pain  then  —  the  pandemonium  overwhelming  enough  to  leave  him  utterly  scrambled,  resorting  to  simply  evacuating  who  he  was  able.  now,  after  what  was  likely  a  fitful  rest  for  everyone  if  they  managed  to  get  any  at  all,  he  still  manages  to  meet  sinéad  as  he  said  he  would.  maxime  senses  the  burning  pain  she  radiates  before  he  even  catches  her  in  his  line  of  sight.  mouth  pressed  into  a  thin  line,  he  approaches  and  forgoes  any  greeting.     "     did  i  not  mention  that  you  should  pay  biomedical  a  visit  as  soon  as  possible     ?     "     what's  the  point  of  his  rank  if  no  one  fucking  listens     ?     "     i  can  grant  temporary  relief.  just  say  the  word.     "

@greatpain

returning battered and bruised from a ball wasn't an expected outcome for the tactical agent. chaos ensued and sinéad had been knocked over, most likely unintentionally, as people moved out of the hall. things around the organisation hadn't felt quite right and with what happened, it had only unsettled her further. she's made sure to leave her accommodation half an hour earlier than she would have to ensure a smooth transition, despite having a really bad night. sitting in her chair, the woman adjusts her position until she's as comfortable as can be. being bruised just made everything hurt more - there's a sense of doubt in her mind, that it's all mental considering they've all been under duress but even then, she can physically feel it as there's a burning sensation in her back and hip. it causes her to lean forward and plant her elbows on the table. show your face for a couple of hours and then you can get home and cry. "agent vitalis." she nods towards the other as soon as she could see him. he was the one who had helped her but she couldn't start trusting people now...

two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @sp3cters ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTARES  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  trusts  her  far  more  than  he  trusts  in  himself.  despite  opposition  to  letting  anyone  else  witness  his  problems  and  concerns,  he  bears  a  modicum  of  truth  in  regards  to  himself  when  sloane  is  around.  he  sits  on  the  floor  of  his  office,  back  against  his  couch/temporary  bed,  and  a  recently  emptied  crystal  tumbler  in  one  hand.  maxime  sets  the  glass  down  and  looks  over  at  sloane.     "     i  am  tired  of  thinking  i  know  anything.  of  thinking  that  there  is  any  action  i  can  take  that  can  save  anyone  here.  not  after  everything  that's  happened  these  past  weeks.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @hauntcdmercy ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTLAVENDER  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  understands  pain,  physical  or  otherwise,  better  than  most.  he  is  constantly  developing  a  better  understanding  of  solaris-given  abilities,  and  the  painful  toll  it  takes  on  most  despite  all  their  advancements  and  management  treatments.     "     you  should  be  more  careful,     "     maxime  says,  despite  the  feeling  that  the  concern  will  be  disregarded.     "     or  at  the  very  least  you  must  understand  the  limits  of  your  ability  and  yourself.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @skyf4llz ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTARISTOTLE  +  AGENTVITALIS

          with  the  two  of  them  having  started  at  mercy  within  a  year  of  each  other  and  lysander  having  been  a  mentor  to  maxime,  he  takes  the  responsibility  for  tracking  aristotle  down.  he  approaches  with  purpose  in  his  steps,  a  rare  thing  nowadays,  hand  coming  down  on  aristotle's  shoulder  to  prevent  him  from  slipping  away  so  fast.     "     you  are  hurt.     "     there  is  no  question  in  his  tone,  not  when  his  own  ability  rings  alarm  bells  as  soon  as  he  comes  into  the  vicinity  of  someone  in  pain.     "     what  the  fuck  is  wrong  with  you     ?     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @doghoods ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEPSILON  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  doesn't  enjoy  conducting  conversations  that  hold  weight  from  behind  the  safety  of  his  desk.  it  gives  an  illusion  of  power  that's  very  quickly  slipping  out  of  his  shaking  hands.  instead,  he  sits  comfortably  at  a  table  in  the  training  area  of  the  biomedical  wing,  practicing  suture  techniques  on  synthetic  flesh  because  one  can  never  be  too  confident  in  their  skills.     (     most  of  his  concentration  goes  into  ensuring  his  hands  are  stable,  that  he  is  the  absolute  picture  of  what  a  surgeon  should  be,  a  figure  for  agents  to  look  up  to,  not  condemn     )     "     you  are  holding  back  from  something.     "     needle  pierces  fake  skin,  and  he  pulls  the  thread  taut  without  looking.     "     there  is  no  one  else  here.  it  is  as  close  to  a  safe  place  as  we  can  get  right  now.  talk.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @putresceres ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTHADES  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  has  dedicated  years  to  determining  if  it  is  at  all  possible  to  control  the  mutation  received  upon  successful  solaris  administration.  every  time  he  thinks  he's  close,  an  ability  such  as  prudence's  appears.  by  all  means,  transmutation  should  be  a  gift.     (     aren't  they  all  gifts     ?     then  why  is  he  seeing  more  failures,  rejections,  side  effects,  and  possibly  violent  deaths     ?     )     "     how  have  your  attempts  at  managing  it  gone  so  far     ?     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED @ghcstales ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEROS  +  AGENTVITALIS

          the  day  that  maxime  is  entirely  comfortable  with  sudden  change  is  the  day  he's  dead.  between  the  announcement  of  the  new  division  in  conjunction  with  sentinel  weapons  and  the  fiasco  that  took  place  afterwards,  he's  nothing  short  of  scrambled.  he  knocks  on  the  door,  waits  a  moment  until  he's  certain  he  has  the  head's  attention,  then  greets,     "     agent  eros.     "     god,  conversation  with  anyone  is  like  pulling  teeth.  it's  not  about  pride  or  anxiety,  but  an  absence  of  being  able  to  predict  outcomes,  especially  when  it  comes  to  virtual  strangers.     "     we  are  about  to  start  having  unmanageable  problems.  it  is  best  we  have  strong  collaboration  between  our  divisions,  yes     ?     "     he  offers  them  a  thick  file     (     this  could  have  been  an  email...     )     "     consider  this  a  welcome  gift.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED   @tcxicities ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTBELLADONNA  +  AGENTVITALIS

            melodramatic  would  be  far  too  nice  a  descriptor  for  maxime's  current  condition,  sprawled  on  the  small  couch  in  his  office  that's  more  or  less  become  his  bed  these  past  few  months.   he  keeps  the  door  locked,  but  he's  clearly  losing  his  mind  because  the  knob  turns  and  the  door  screeches  open.  maxime  sighs,  rubs  a  hand  over  his  face,  and  pulls  himself  into  a  slouched  sitting  position.     "     have  you  come  to  laugh  at  me  in  my  miserable  state     ?     better  that  it's  you  than  some  sorry  junior  agent  that  does  not  knock.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @mercyfuls ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTMERLIN  +  AGENTVITALIS

          "     it  is  all  a  little  bit  fucked,  no     ?     "     somewhere,  somehow,  he  manages  to  find  a  spark  of  humor  in  this.  forearms  bear  his  weight  as  he  leans  against  the  railing  on  the  roof  and  stubs  out  a  cigarette.     "     i  do  not  often  turn  to  cynicism,  but  what else is there ?     "     he  doesn't  believe  in  manifestation  —  he  can  say  anything  and  nothing  will  change  because  of  it.

still. after all of it. mostly, i want to be kind

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @or4cles ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTMOIRAI  +  AGENTBYTE

          "     sitting  out  here  alone     ?     something  the  matter     ?     "     a  better  question  would  probably  be  what  isn't  the  matter.  their  brain  is  fried,  no,  disintegrated.  they're  holding  on  to  what  little  scraps  of  sanity  they  have  left,  vision  going  in  and  out  of  focus  the  longer  they  stay  up  researching  absolutely  nothing.  some  fresh  air  is  warranted,  even  if  the  spring  night  chill  has  her  wrapping  her  hoodie  around  herself.     "     d'you  wanna  talk     ?     i  can  also  offer  distractions.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @sp3cters ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTMERCURY  +  AGENTBYTE

           "     jordan,     "     a  half-hearted  sing-song  as  they  jog  up  to  the  other  agent.  chaos  would  be  a  nice  way  to  describe  the  current  environment  throughout  mercy.  and  while  yejide  considers  themself  a  regular  perpetrator  and  enjoyer  of  chaos,  this  is  far  out  of  their  scope  the  tactical  agent  would  know  better,  she  always  does.     "     is  all  of  this  something  we  should  be  super  concerned  about     ?     or  is  it...  business  as  usual     ?     i  feel  so  out  of  my  depth  and  everything  is  so  vague.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @hauntcdmercy ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTVULTURE  +  AGENTBYTE

         "     where  and  how  did  you  mess  up     ?     "     a  complete  lack  of  hesitation   in  her  tone  as  he  comes  closer.  communication  with  field  agents  is  often,  but  not  so  much  that  it's  done  face-to-face.  she's  used  to  comms  and  files  traded  digitally,  not  people  coming  up  to  the  secluded  enclave  she's  made  for  herself  in  the  analysis  room.  yejide  tugs  off  her  headphones,  lets  them  hang  around  her  neck.     "     if  it  has  anything  to  do  with  the  ongoing  investigations,  i  fear  its  above  my  paygrade  and  i  probably  don't  know  more  than  you  do,  but  i'll  try  my  best  anyway.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @doghoods ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEPSILON +  AGENTBYTE

          it's  not  often  she  visits  the  medical  bay.  as  an  intelligence  agent,  the  worst  injury  she  deals  with  is  a  papercut.     (     call  her  retro  if  you  must,  she  prefers  seeing  things  out  physically.  helps  with  the  headaches  she's  never  gotten.     )     "     hey,  got  anything  for  migraines     ?     "     yejide  is  not  above  faking  an  ailment  for  information.  there's  worse  she's  done  to  sate  curiosity.     "     over-the-counter  stuff  never  works  for  me,  and  natural  remedies  are  failing.     "     not  even  a  half  second  pause  after  her  poor  explanation  before  she  jumps  coyly  into  the  real  reason  she's  ventured  so  far  away  from  intelligence.     "     those  images  that  were  shown...  real  weird  right     ?     is  any  of  that  possible     ?     like,  medically     ?     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @putresceres ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTHADES  +  AGENTBYTE

            "     didn't  know  what  you  could  use  right  now,  so  i  got  a  little  bit  of  everything.     "     they  elbow  their  way  through  the  door  to  the  surveillance  center,  a  to-go  drink  carrier  in  each  hand.     (     five  coffees  with  various  amounts  of  sugar,  cream,  dairy  substitutions,  syrups,  and  caffeine  ;  one  redbull  ;  one  monster  ;  and  a  single  mango  white  claw  as  a  little  treat  )     they,  like  most  everyone  else  in  intelligence,  ignore  the  signs  declaring  no  food  and  drink  near  computers  as  they  approach  prudence.     "     pick  your  poison.  were  you  able  to  make  any  headway     ?     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @ghcstales ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTGHOSTRIDER  +  AGENTBYTE

          without  asking  or  looking  over,  she  holds  up  the  second  video  game  controller  when  she  hears  adair  walk  into  the  recreation  room.     "     choose  a  game  or  movie.     "     the  demand  still  comes  out  partially  questioning  —  she's  doubting  herself  more  often  recently.  a  new  development,  not  one  she's  particularly  fond  of.     "     stop  thinking  of  things  outside  your  control.     "     this,  she  says  to  both  herself  and  adair...  just  in  case  they  need  to  hear  it,  especially considering  everything  that's  been  happening.