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⎡ julian ⁌ zandra ⁍ tereis ⎤
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ғ**ᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ʙɪɴᴀʀʏ, ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ ;;[ i ] t’s not by chance that Julian’s alias is, literally, the Sloth. They’re lazy, easily pissed off, and pretty much an ass to anyone- and everyone. Julian just can’t be stuffed to do anything, except for speed around on their motorcycle in downtown Manhattan, play around with guns, and mess about with fire. There’s a serious lack of caring and motivation, here. Unless the situation is absolutely dire, and Julian’s needed, Julian’ll usually just lounge about and piss people off. Julian’s true loves are the six other 7 deadly sins- gluttony, wrath, envy, pride, lust, and greed. It makes for a nice girl gang. Julian considers smoking, knife-throwing, pickpocketing, and observation the four skills they’ve successfully mastered over the two years of being here. It’s great. Seriously. Although Julian has an immense amount of potential, especially in the fields of chemistry and physics, they can’t, one more, be bothered. The only times their skills come into use are for showing off and when this intellect is needed. Otherwise? Nah. Julian does tend to express certain sociopathic tendencies, too. Despite this laziness, it’s advised not to cross Julian about their gender, sexuality, and make one misogynistic comment and you might lose a few teeth. Fuck society. That’s Julian’s motto.
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❛ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ agender ❛ᴀɢᴇ twenty ❛sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ asexual + aromantic ❛ᴊul . 07[ t ] raditionally, is Julian a boy's name? Perhaps. Nowadays? Who cares. Way back twenty years ago, when a little girl was born, her mother named her Julie-Anne. There was one problem- the nurse was a bit thick, and out came the birth certificate- Julian Sandra Tereis. Although, Julian would rather be called 'Julian' rather than their original name. Who wants to be called Julie-Anne? It makes you think of good little girls made of sugar and spice and everything nice, that wear their hare in cute little pigtails and always wear dresses. Julian can't think of the last time they wore a dress- and they don't particularly want to.
[ e] h. Don't know, don't care, it's a simple as that in Julian's world. Julian, though, vaguely remembers being forced to attend Sunday mass and pair up the animals side-by-side- one male, one female, to make them go into Noah's Ark. Julian remembers making the lions eat everything else. They started with the giraffes, and the teacher was horrified. Julian never liked Sunday School, or singing hymns. Now that was before little Julian came out to 'her' parents, at the time. That only happened when Julian had come to terms with her identity. They told her that was ridiculous. Asexuality didn't exist, she'd find a nice boy someday. And then they started to try to control her. Ha! What a joke. So a sixteen-year-old Julian flipped the finger at them, gave them a shower of filthy words, packed up some cigs and lighters, a hoodie, underwear, and books, and then just left. With HYDRA blossoming up in secret again, and SHIELD in gear, Julian knew where to go. It took Julian two years of training, and then they were put in as a replacement for the other sloth. It fitted Julian perfectly. And then Julian went off, cut their hair, bye it black, put on a binder, and personally inked themselves. It's all art, people.
❛ʟɪᴋᴇs fire ; cigarettes ; motorbikes ; books
❛ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴs people ; effort
❛ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ hydra agent ; scientist ; deductionist ; sociopath
❛ᴘᴀʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀɴᴀʟɪᴀ deductive reasoning ; IQ 180 ; sarcasm ; firing aim ; setting things on fire
⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽⎽ ❛beware the fangs, beware the claws of my kin
mine will not shrink from you ;; ⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺⎺R E L A T I O N S H I P S
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siblings ;; ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ
mother ;; ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ
father ;; ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ
friends ;; ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ sɪɴs
enemies ;; sʜɪᴇʟᴅ, ᴀᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀs, sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ
lover ;; ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴏᴋɪɴɢ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?
[ a ] lso, please do not put Julian behind the wheel of a car unless you wanna die. Julian is not remotely fazed by someone pointing a loaded gun at their head, and considers sarcasm to be the highest form of wit. In addition, Julian takes the greaser look to a new level.
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