LUNAR: A Zodiac Spy Plot [open]

Username: Ryanp
Character(s) I am applying for: Monkey
Ideas/description of character(s): Hes always been the class clown in most respects. A boy that has always tried to keep himself entertianed because he just found everything else rather boring. That is why he was here after all, because the district had started to bore him, and at the end of the day, this was exciting. There was something unpredictable about becoming a spy of sorts. He knew that he was good at making things about himself already, so why not apply it to something useful. A pretty preening peacock to go up against the rich and powerful? He was game for that.

It wasnt hard for him to take things to far, and he figured that is what most of his comrades were banking on. He would do enough to get everyone's eyes on him, which he wanted anyway. It was cathartic to him, something mindblowingly easy for him to commit too, and that was why he always felt like he excelled here. An ex-career meant that he was always nimble, and always thought on his feet. He usually didnt have a plan until he was already in danger, and he lived off the thrill of it all.

A ticking timebomb was the only thing that could describe him. Hes the boy who does not want to talk about his relationship with his parents because hed rather try to forget them rather than forgive them. A broken record spinning constantly and skipping on each crack. He doesnt know how to be quiet, or calm, or civil. Hes a hot shot with nothing to lose, and has always tried to keep himself relevant even in the most trying of times. He does not know when to stop, but if you tell him he will back off. He likes to push buttons, even if it pisses off a couple people in the long run. He holds his breath when he doesnt think things are going to go his way, because maybe if he tries to take himself out, people will see things his way.

He doesnt have many friends, but he prefers it this way, because friends get in the way of goals, that is what he had always been told. He has always had a silver spoon in his mouth, but he chooses to ignore his parents money and focus on making his own. He is confident to a fault, and will always tell you about how he knows his own self worth, even if you didnt ask him about it. Can walk silently through a landmine field, and isnt afraid to run into danger. Yearns for knowledge, even if he doesnt fully comprehend it, and isnt afraid to make someone teach him it. Always trying to rise to the occasion, but always feels like he falls short.

Self doubt has a home in him with multiple addresses. He tells himself constantly that he can do anything, but someone could probably do it better. Wonders how infinite pain can be for all of 3 seconds, and then tries to crack a joke at the expense of himself.

Any missions you're interested in undertaking?: Give me anything that has to do with extraction, he will be there to make a ruckus for sure. I feel like he could also be good at infiltration. He would not do well at stake outs.

Username: dars / nerrad3215
Character(s) I am applying for: RAT aka Seven aka Jaiden Biers
Ideas/description of character(s):
He knows what he's supposed to be. When they ask who he is, what part he plays, he's supposed to give some answer about being the little brother of the group, right? Kick his feet and act like he knows nothing, like he didn't take the same tests they all took to get here, like he didn't do better than most of them.

He remembers the freethinking trials, when he was presented with specific incidents and asked to solve them. There was one where they told him he was standing in a hideout located under water. There were windows all along the room, revealing only the seafloor around him, and then two exits: one on each side of the room. In front of one exit was an enemy holding an ally at gunpoint. At the other was the target, who was injured and trying to escape. He only had time to make a single choice: the mission or his allies. What did he choose to do?

He remembered laughing, leaning forward in his chair and resting his elbows on the table.

"Suspension of disbelief?"

The test administrator met him with a puzzled expression.

"I'd remind both of our enemies that we were trapped in a box at the bottom of the sea. Pulling the trigger could bust one of the windows, which would flood the room and kill us. And since you said I could only see the ocean floor around me, I'm assuming opening either of the exits would result in the same thing. If the purpose of this was really to see if I would choose the mission over my personal relationships, then yeah, I would. But, you know... Chekov's gun."

"Chekov?"

"You know: If there's a rifle hanging on the wall in chapter one, it has to be fired at some point in the story. Otherwise why mention it at all?"

Green. They called him that anyway, and he just smiles. Lets them talk over him, explain it in layman's terms, nod his head like it's all starting to click for him. And he does this because it's easier, and because people like to feel useful and because Dragon and Dog are where he sees himself in time: top brass. Calling the shots.

Not that he doesn't already do his own thing as much as he can underneath their noses. He set out with a purpose, always one to go for what he wanted. All because his happy existence was destroyed by the Capitol. The gunshots still ring in his ears when he listens; he often dreams about those white uniforms, and how bright the red of his mother's blood looked smeared across it. And always, every time before opening his eyes, he remembers the name tag of the officer who did it and makes a silent vow to seek his vengeance. He was fourteen years old, and he was called Jaiden Biers for the last time before leaving District Seven and never looking back, he left as someone changed. Someone different. When the Thirteen scouts found him, starving and half frozen to death, they asked his name.

"Seven," was all he said.

tl;dr: charming tactical reckless genius from d7 who is completely fueled by the wrongful murder of his mother and the need to seek vengeance for her death.


Any missions you're interested in undertaking?:
Well EVENTUALLY I would really love for the team to find this mystery keeper, either still working for the Capitol or stationed in 13 as a ~spy. But I also think some simple recon missions would be really fun, gathering intel, search and rescue, booby trap warfare, INTERROGATION!!!! U N D E R C O V E R OHMYGOD literally any kind of mission ever okay i stan this so hard

username: kaitlin / marchbaby
character(s) i am applying for: #03 | TIGER
ideas/description of character(s):

i. an absolute genius, and he'll make sure that you know it. he doesn't flaunt it, not exactly, but somehow you're going to know that he knows everything there is to know about whatever is it that you need to know about. what kind of trees grow outside of four, up along the coast? he'll let you know. what kind of books were first banned back when the capitol didn't have full control? he'll let you know. because he knows. and you don't. and that's the best part.

ii. he's almost always smiling. not in a friendly way. not in a kind way. in a way that says "you're never going to know me, but you think that you will."

iii. grew up poor, in a back alley off a back alley in district three, surrounded on all sides by innovative thinking and creation of new weapons and new mutts and new everything. because of it, he has a head for computers and machinery, can understand all the tinkerings of a new weapon placed in front of him in just a couple minutes.

iv. as a child, he had a dream of being able to fly airships.

v. he has poor vision, and needs glasses or contacts. he refuses to wear the glasses in public.

vi. he is twenty-seven years old.

vii. he has always had issues with authority, and if anyone in thirteen knew about his family history, they would probably understand that it stems from a childhood spent raising himself and two younger siblings, the product of an overworked mother and a father with a drinking habit and an even worse disappearing habit.

viii. operated for a long time as something of a smuggler, and preferred a small team if any team for all of his operations. each person would have been hand-chosen, and well-trusted, at least to the extend with which tiger is capable of trusting anyone. which is not very. but either way, he assisted many a local crime ring in smuggling goods between districts. also used to love slipping goods right out from under the governments noses, and often in years past would be known to devise heists just for the thrill of the challenge. 

ix. arrogant, to a fault. 

x. he will die for no on but himself. no one. and he'll kill anyone who tries to make him do differently. 

any missions you're interested in undertaking?:

i. i'm Big Into the idea of Tiger conducing an interrogation. i think that he would be absolutely insufferable, but he's efficient and quick-witted and there's genuinely a chance that he would just trick the subject into telling him what he wants to know. he doesn't need violence to get it out of them, though he's certainly not opposed to using it if he gets bored of talking.

ii. i think some sort of search and rescue op would be really interesting and a fun gauge of where his loyalties lie. he'll want to do the job right because he's a perfectionist, and if he's instructed to do it one way and he thinks it won't work, he's completely unopposed to disobeying orders and going about things an unvetted way, regardless of the danger it could put the person he's rescuing in. his loyalties need to be to thirteen, to the program, but i think ultimately, they're to himself, to his intellect, and that's dangerous.

Username: Hetaliachina/Tom
Character(s) I am applying for: Rooster!
Ideas/description of character(s):

You are underestimated in every right.

A capitolite gone rogue is not what everyone expects from you. You're glitz and glam just like Glamour Kinkade, but you've been shown what life really is about. Once a puppet, but no longer tied to the capitol. You've sacrificed a lot to be here, to be fighting for what you believe is right. As a little girl, you were told that life was perfect. You were told never to question your place in society because you got lucky in a game of chance called birth. You worked hard to become apart of their community for so long. An ingenious architect for the capitol, building arenas and cityscapes, you reached for the sky with your work. Impressive, but never appreciated.

You watched on screen as tributes with families, with hearts, and with pain die over and over.

It was never your fault, but at the same time, it had always been yours.

You didn't realize it then, but you realize it now. You realize it in the way people in Thirteen glance at you as if you are never to be apart of them. The fashion has become a way of life for you still, with the same glam and sheen as before, but you knew when to hide the sheen. You lost everything the day you realized you were meant for here. Running away from the capitol is the biggest crime a capitolite could commit. Who wants to leave perfection is what strangers would ask; what capitolites would ask. Every time, it came down to the blood. The years of sweat and tears of the districts you crawled your way through to find something, anything.

Someone had to be planning to fix this.

Information is what you hold. Maps burned to your mind. Capitol defenses built in the landscape of your brain. You hold the key to the capitol within your mind. It took you years to figure out you never belonged in the capitol. Childhood spent closing your eyes in front of the screens playing and replaying hunger games moments. Years spent making your way up and up, until you were apart of that story. Apart of the death of those children. No one told you how hard it would be to walk away once you got so far, but you did.

You walked away from the capitol.

You escaped through your knowledge.

You got picked up after connecting to a District Thirteen frequency.

You were better than them, but you still stayed when they asked you too. You still stayed after the hardships of being a capitolite in a place filled with so many district people. You still stayed even when you were treated worse than others. You still stayed when you recognized the privilege that you had over everyone else.

You still thrived when the odds are always against you, but that's what makes you the best.

You don't deal well with others. Always underestimated by the capitol and their famous faces. You've never been a team player, but you've learned to thrive where others would give in. That's been your power through this all. You've got a mind to match that survivability. Quick on your toes, you've figured out the easiest and quickest solution out of the toughest spots. You managed to escape the capitol for fuck's sake. You can handle anything, as long as you aren't weighed down by the rest of them.

They just will need to learn that it's your way that'll get them to surviving.

It' your way that'll tear the system apart from the ground the capitol stands on.

And there's no stopping you, once you've seen it in your mind.

It's only a matter of time before others will see it too.

Any missions you're interested in undertaking?:

Anything. I really think the Rooster would thrive in escort/information gathering missions. Anything with the capitol would be fun for her! I'm just excited to do any sort of mission! Would not mind a little of everything!