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NAME/HANDLE: Jen
PERSONAL JOURNAL: wuzzafuzzle
ARE YOU 16 OR OVER?: ya
CONTACT: Wuzzafuzzle on AIM & Plurk
OTHER CHARACTERS: Jackson Whittemore adoptalizard, Leeloo bigbaddaboom, Jake Muller godreallyhatesme, Vergil daddywasntthere

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CHARACTER NAME: Fox. Real name not given in canon.
SERIES:Wanted (2008 Film)
CANON POINT: Post death
AGE: Nothing canon given, going to say something between 26 and 29?
APPEARANCE: Bam

PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY: N/A

PERSONALITY:

There’s something obsessive in the person that Fox is, and something also likely twisted - and there’s a good chance that Fox could consider this viable and simply not care. After the trauma of her father’s death and the damage it did to her as a child, she feels like she’s been recreated as something like a tool that some kind of fate brought her to be, molded her to be, and that singular purpose drives her completely - an unshakable belief. Fox is very much the poster child of the Fraternity Method: break a person down completely, and rebuild them from scratch. She believes that and she believes herself some kind of better off because of it - that’s not something she’ll question. She realizes well enough that what she does is morally questionable, and the decisions she makes might look a good deal extreme to others, but she’s unabashed in not really giving a shit. She is what she is and she believes what she believes - and that belief, that faith in something solid - is worth more than anything else. It’s a Machiavellian kind of ‘the ends justify the means’. ‘Kill one and maybe save a thousand’ is a firm principle with her, and I’d honestly say that if she knew with certainty that it needed to be done, she would kill her father all over again is the code demanded it. She’s harsh with those around her, but she’s the same manner of absolutely harsh with herself and her own attachments. Despite the feelings and endearment Fox developed towards Wesley, Fox was completely ready to take him out simply because she was handed a piece of paper that said it.

For Fox, things tend to be very cut and dry - uncomplicated - because the Code defines all that for her and she’s just enforcing. ‘Feeling bad’ or ‘feeling good’ about it is irrelevant. When asked, Fox responds that she’s never thought or wondered about doing something else with her life, ‘being normal’ and it’s a fairly plain and immediate ‘no’, said almost as if it should be obvious. It doesn’t matter one way or the other. This is what she’s supposed to do. All else is moot, so she doesn’t consider it. And she won’t. So don’t ask her to. When it comes to making decisions or taking actions, Fox is completely decisive. You very rarely see her waver over something, and often see things extreme and drastic pulled off by her in complete confidence and assurance. The Code is her religion, her purpose, her entire life and her belief. It isn’t something to do with God or any higher being, because she can’t put a finger on those things - she can’t experience them and know them. The Fate that the Fraternity deals in, she can, and does regularly.

There’s something incredibly intense and almost brutal about Fox. There’s no question of something sugar coated or fudging or beating around the bush coming from her - very regularly the truth of things, pleasant or unpleasant, and more often than not, it isn’t the thing you want to hear at the moment, but can maybe be the thing you need to hear. Truths that need to be faced, in her opinion at least. She’s a fan on simplicity, straightforward and direct to the point, erring to the side of realism, but not outwardly largely investing pessimism or optimism. Only facts. She can be confident, to the point of overbearing and domineering, most certainly with Wesley, and very much has the attitude of ‘If I say do it, you’re going to fucking do it.’ There’s a pretty obvious love for violence in her, and it’s difficult to say whether it’s a release or Fox’s own method of therapy or anger management. Maybe even an addiction. But even in taking it out in heavy amounts on someone, she’s still very precise and composed. Something surgical and detached.

her typical demeanor is quiet, but always observing things and people around her. Fox is insightful, figures people out quickly and can either give them what they want to hear or sink words in right where it really hurts. She can use and manipulate with no guilt over it, but on the other side of the coin, she doesn’t prefer to. It complicates things, and Fox isn’t a fan of complication. For all purposes, she seems eternally underwhelmed, speaking in a wry, vaguely amused deadpan most often, or an impassive smile on her lips while she just watches, arms crossed over her chest. Intelligent, and at times, when she takes the moment with someone that means something to her, you can see philosophical, and you might even call her compassionate in certain moments if you catch her at the right time and in the right mood. There’s a tint in there of empathy on occasion, and she can and sometimes will take the time to understand what’s going on with others around her. Possibly, she might even try to help with it, but it’ll be done in her own subtle, indirect way that doesn’t really address, but offers an alternative for thought or action. She cares in quiet, understated ways.You have to squint to catch it, but it’s there. Those who know her well may be able to spot it.

‘Who are you?’ is an important question - one Fox has faced herself, and forces on others as well, if she’s going to raise them up to her standards. Fox isn’t the person she was before; not the little girl tied to a chair, crying and screaming, as she watched her father burn. That little girl died and what’s left is the bare bones of her, some vengeful spirit executing the real justice that she once dreamed of serving as a girl. She believes the scales are elsewhere and she’s only the executioner.

Let’s talk about the corruption of the concept of ‘justice’ in Fox’s mind. She had it in her mind that she was going to follow in her father’s footsteps to be a federal judge. To make things fair, protect people, and the idealist sort of ‘save the world from the bad guys’ thing that every child entertains. After what happened to her father, she realized that is just that, an ideal, something unrealistic, unattainable, and flawed. What she does in the fraternity is protect people, save lives, keep balance, and serve Fate. Justice was proven to be a fallible thing, something that wavers, that can be broken and destroyed. Fate is not. That’s something she’s seen proven and something she can believe in, be a part of.

Fox, along with a good number of the Fraternity, has a good bit of an alpha kind of complex. She walks through crowds feeling something like a predator and takes whatever she wants to, deciding it’s hers. It’s notable that when Fox has the time to choose, she likes nice sports cars. There’s a kind of thrill and edge and extravagance in car jacking something of great value, just assuming it as hers. She knows very well she’s a badass and doesn’t mind flaunting it.

So, all that covered, moving on to the subject of FOX ON WES + HER PEEPS. The other members of the Fraternity are like family to her. They watch each others ass, fight by each other’s side, train and shed blood, sweat and tears together. They understand each other on a fundamental level, know what each other have been through, and share the same purpose. When one of them gets hurt, you see Fox react to it - not something she’ll often let out. Somehow, Wesley becomes the same kind of important to her, though with an extra kind of personal endearment, not one I’d guess she’s had with many others. She accidentally puts her faith into him, and after realizing it, just accepts it. There’s a few moments of pretty obvious intimacy and sexual tension between Wesley and Fox, but it’s kept very vague, mostly in the way Fox will spring it on him suddenly and them move on as if it never happened. It’s difficult to tell if Fox is actually having intimate feelings for him, or she’s just doing it for kicks. Maybe it’s just her own strange way of marking him as something that valued to her, important. She gets fairly protective, possessive even, and she’s likely to do something similar, though not likely to the same degree, within Exit Void if she takes on anyone to train.

Her regard of Wesley is something like ‘ur a funny lil shit, it’s kind of precious’. For a long while after they meet, Fox spends a lot of time casually and minutely laughing at him or mocking him. Poking fun, and it seems she’s a decent amount amused with him. As their relationship goes on it becomes sort of ‘I watched you grow, bb, I am proud’, especially after his first kill. Still, even with this attachment, Fox was completely ready to kill him because Sloan told her the Loom had drawn his name. That’s an important thing to remember about her. However, even through what Sloan had her do to Wesley, popping into EV, she’ll still think ‘Wesley is my ally, his enemies are mine, his friends are mine, I will slit throats if people jack him up. And then I will kick the shit out of him for getting jacked up.’ She might go a little momma bear on people, but at the same time, Wes, and anyone else she takes into her tutelage that isn’t, like, a legit child, needs to fight their own gd battles. She’ll stand back unless she doesn’t think they can handle it. and then she will wreck shit.

ABILITIES:

✘ Assassin of Fate :: The assassins chose to join the Fraternity are all subject to some very special super human abilities. They have a condition in which their heart beats rapidly and, in their perspective, it seems like time itself slows for them, giving the ability for incredible accuracy as well as speed. They also have the capability to almost sling bullets in a manner that their trajectory curves - Fox was able to send a bullet in a full circle around a room, coming back to her, the shot that kills her.

✘ Weapons Training :: Fox can probably take apart and put back together any weapon you put in her hand as well as modify it to be about fifty million times better and then pour you some custom bullets with cute little designs carved into them for it. So. That's a thing.

✘ Combat Ready :: Assassins in the Fraternity get the badass literally beaten into them. It's a 'fight those incredibly better than you and giving you no leeway until you become better than them'. Fox is around one of the best within the Chicago Fraternity.

✘ Follow The Code :: She is morally uncomplicated. Fox doesn't wonder long over what she SHOULD do - once given all facts and verifying them for truth (or at least what she will take as truth), it doesn't take too long before there's a direct and easy path of action in her head. The entirity of her life is devoted to following the code she lives by to the nth. She won't have the 'stuck between a rock and a hard place' issue often and will probably be the first to fire, if she's going to be firing.

POSSESSIONS:

⌦ Fantasy handgun (w/ two spare clips holding 16 shots each)
⌦ Fantasy sawed off shotgun (6 spare shells)
⌦ Fantasy submachine gun(+1 extra magazine)
⌦ Weird flippy gun extension with camera thing. Fits inside a mid sized purse.
⌦ Clothes she died in
⌦ Excellent leather jacket
⌦ Molds for pouring custom bullets (for handgun and submachine gun)
⌦ Combat knife, strapped to boot
⌦ Switch blade
⌦ A very fine pair of brass knuckles
⌦ Sunglasses
⌦ Light change of clothes + a couple holsters
⌦ Small duffle to carry guns and shit in. everything should fit - it's not all actually too big.

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JOURNAL ENTRY SAMPLE:

[ She’s distracted for a moment after the video feed comes online, face directed towards the screen, but eyes shifted to the side, watching a small crowd of blurred not-people laughing and chattering and having A Good Ol’ Time, with the most subtle of quirks to her lips. ]

Charming, isn’t it? [ Wry, and her eyes slide back to the Compass. ] More so when you realize you’re watching them piss away all the money they won’t have to feed themselves or the kids they were too busy getting drunk off their asses to raise in about a decade. [ The corner of her lips pull into a half-smile, and the tone remains conversational. ] Karma’s funny that way.

[ She clears her throat and Fox’s eyes narrow a little at the screen, something assessing there, but there’s still a vague tint of something more casual, detached. Like she’s more watching and listening than speaking, even between words. ]

How many of us here actually know how to survive something beyond the nine to five work day, or the toils of secondary education? Anyone held a gun, or killed to keep from being killed?

[ It’s asked in a blank sort of tone, not mocking or condescending, nor is it any kind of sympathetic. Half of her interest isn’t even focused on whether or not they’ve done any of it - more so she wants reactions. Wesley was a pampered little manchild when she’d picked him up and look how he turned out. Fox has walked right into a war and she wants to know the material she has to work with on her side. ] Just curious. Thanks.

[ She stops in front of a building, some kind of shop, and the compass is switched from one hand to the other as a switch blade comes out, moved a keyhole to start work on breaking open the lock. Scavenging time. ]

Before I go, I’d like to do a little survey. Just one question. [ A smile pulling at her lips, head tilting. ] When I say ‘Wesley Gibson’, what’s the first thing that comes to your mind?

[ Just going to see how he’s settled into the community here. If she gets ‘whiny little shit’ or ‘stuttering pussy’, she has a pair of brass knuckles she’ll need to reintroduce to his face. Well, that’s the more fun part of it. The more pressing intention being: this is Fox trying to get a feel for how many enemies he’s acquired. And thus, how many enemies she’s walked into having. ]

There is also this on the test drive meme.

THIRD-PERSON SAMPLE:

i refuse