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Name: Marti
Age: 30+
Time Zone: EST
Email: ghostthatlingers at hotmail.com
Other Contact Info: texelations | texelations#2055 on discord
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Character Information

Full Name: Agent York (real name unknown; for the purposes of his Earth AU I will be using the name Garrett York)
Nicknames: York
Game Age: 34
Canon: Red vs Blue
PB: Nick Bateman
Journal: howkickassiam
4th Walling: No
Canon Point: As he is about to enter the portal he opened for Tex during the miniseries Out of Mind

Canon Information

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Personality  York has a good-natured outlook on life. His self-assurance in his abilities is obvious in everything he does, from the cocky way that he walks, to the way he teases his teammates, even during a stressful mission. Even so, he claims he’d rather rely on luck than skill, and ascribes a lot of his success to doing so. He doesn’t like to be seen as weak, or as a coward, and will go out of his way to prove that he is able to perform any task he puts his mind to. Even physical injury is sure to be downplayed, such as when he walked out of the infirmary early to take part in his latest assigned mission even despite the injury that caused partial blindness in his left eye.

York is a loyal friend. This extends even to members of the team he has just met, such as when he tried to warn Texas in their initial sparring match about the other Freelancers bringing live ammo onto the training floor. He sees the AIs as an extension of that team as well, and went out of his way to help North’s shy AI Theta to feel more welcome by requesting Delta speak to him and put him at ease, despite the fact that this broke the rules. This also appears to lead to loyalty to the Project itself, even as he starts to question the Director's methods. It's notable that after the disastrous training match that ended in his eye injury, he was punished by being knocked 4 places down the leaderboard, while those who broke the rules and brought live ammo in were rewarded by being moved up the leaderboard. He later questions why they ended up on the opposing side to police and military during the Sarcophagus mission, but nevertheless remains loyal to the Project.

York has a strong sense of moral duty, though his definitions of what is right or wrong may differ from others. When he finally learned about the torture of the Alpha AI, he joined Tex in attempting to rescue it. When their failure to carry out this objective leads to a life on the run, he puts his own welfare first, and isn’t above using his lock-picking skills to lift a few needed items from a local shop. He has no qualms with seeking revenge, either, and when he learns that he can help Tex kill Omega in retribution for his losing his eye, he's quick to join her mission. This, despite the fact that Maine was the one who threw the grenade, not Tex, Omega's partner.

York’s downfall is his pride. In the aftermath of his injury and AI implantation, he refuses to admit that carrying out his usual duties in his specialty of infiltration has now become difficult for him. His inability to cop to his temporary weakness ends up putting teammates and mission objectives in jeopardy. Years later, when he has learned to compensate for the problem, he brags about his “kick-ass” skills, as cocky as ever. Tender and contemplative moments are rare from him except in private, when he believes it is unlikely that they will be observed.

York's relationship—or lack thereof—with Carolina is a major part of his character development at his canon point. Although it's kept vague exactly how close they were, it's known that they met sometime before Project Freelancer was founded. It's clear they became fast friends, and the metal cigarette lighter she stole from him later becomes a token that symbolizes this relationship. York has an unfortunate tendency to assume he knows what Carolina is thinking and feeling and acts on these assumptions despite possible evidence that contradicts his opinion. His belief that she only cares about winning and being the best colors his views of why she trains so hard, even after they lose Agent Connecticut in a disastrous failed mission. As the Project fails and he and Carolina find themselves on opposing sides of the breakdown, he makes the unfortunate assumption that she will understand that he knows best for her, and will abandon her association with the Project based only on his word on what she should do. His unwillingness to explain to her what's going on leads to their estrangement, ending with Carolina throwing the lighter at him and leaving. By his canon point (years later), however, he has recorded a journal entry in which he has come to the conclusion that he now understands her motivations, and that he should let go of his obsessive desire to find her and rekindle their associations.

Physical description: York is a white male, with brown hair and blue eyes. He's physically imposing because of the constant workouts needed for his job. He is usually seen wearing Project Freelancer's golden-hued mechanical body armor. He has suffered an eye injury, leading to the appearance of several prominent scratches that cut across his eyelids, and a white cataract that covers his iris. York seems somewhat vain about his hair, always wearing it gelled even when he has recently been seen wearing his helmet.

Meta Powers n/a

Notable/Unique Needs: n/a

Earth AU

Name: Garrett York

History: Garrett York was born October 21, 1986, in San Antonio, Texas. His mother was an administrator for a Fortune 500 company, leading a large department, a job which kept her quite busy. York's father was a pilot, and unfortunately his tendency to be a philanderer led to York's parents divorcing when York was a tender 8 years old. York's brother, Willem, was 3 years younger, and the two of them bonded during the time the divorce was taking place.

York was smart, but not in a book learning way, and his undiagnosed ADHD was a barrier to getting the high grades his mother wanted for him to get. Unfortunately, he was raised in a time when ADHD was still very poorly understood, and his mother didn't want to put a label on him that would cause problems with his schooling as he got older. His tendency to be more social than academic led to him barely graduating high school, a situation that greatly disappointed his mother, who wanted him to attend a prestigious university and move on to become a lawyer or doctor. York decided to instead attend community college, starting with an undeclared major. His bad study habits and busy social life led to him being dismissed from the college after 3 semesters of study.

York finally decided to go into a trade, and started out on the oil platforms off the shores of Texas. Willem was graduating high school at around this time, and he followed his mother's wishes and began a course of study in pre-med at Duke University. All this caused some friction between York and his brother, as well as palpable disappointment from his mother.  York entered a stage of hard rebellion, and began traveling the country by train, taking odd jobs here or there and renting a room for the 6 months or however long he decided to stay in that place. Eventually he landed in New York City while engaging in this lifestyle and got a job as a longshoreman, unloading ships at the docks just outside the population centers of the city. York found he absolutely loved New York's vibrant social scene, and he really liked the job he was doing, so he ended up remaining in New York for the next ten years.

In 2018, York suffered an accident while on the job, a situation where safety regulations were not being followed and York was the one in the cross hairs when the system failed. The situation involved a forklift that had not been inspected in several years. The battery wires had been jury-rigged, and the battery was heating up and showing signs that it may burst. However, neither York nor any of his coworkers paid attention to the situation because their bosses were constantly pressing for more work to be done in less hours. York noticed the wires on the battery of the forklift sparking and decided to go over with a wrench to disconnect them. However, the slightest touch to the battery system in the condition it was in caused the battery to begin to split on the side. A spray of battery acid hit York in the face. He immediately abandoned the work he was attempting to do and ran to the eye wash station, but because of the heat of the acid and its properties, he ended up with facial scarring and reduced vision in his left eye.

After this, York spent a short period of time on disability while he adjusted to life with only one well-functioning eye. However, he missed his work as a longshoreman too much to give it up. He was unable to gain work with the same employer, so he applied elsewhere to become a longshoreman once again. Content in continuing in his work as a manual laborer, he slowly began to rejoin the social scene he had missed out on while he was in recovery.

Previous game experiences:

• York met various members of the Different, becoming friends with many and enjoying a beach party with them.
  
• He lost his job after taking a trip home to Texas and became a bouncer at the Lotus nightclub. There he met Wei Wuxian and entered a friends-with-benefits arrangement with him.
  
• York found his armor in his apartment and later realizes he had received it just in time for an invasion of Star Wars droids. He spent most of the week fighting them off.
  
• Eventually, York decided to move home to Texas, leaving his armor in storage in New York.

Personality: York is very much the same person in his earth AU as he is in canon, as far as his social proclivities, sense of humor, and easygoing nature. However, the aimlessness his life had suffered during the time after he was kicked out of community college has led to him being much less ambitious than he is in his canon permutation. This version of York has never learned to reverse engineer a technical marvel such as a holographic lock, nor did he suffer the indignity of his specialty becoming much harder after his eye injury. York also never met Carolina, or anyone like her who would captivate him in a romantic way like she did.

Most importantly, York was never assigned a mind-sharing logic AI as he was in canon. He never experienced the process of needing to learn how to share his headspace with a partner who can read his thoughts, and who experiences everything through the lens of both logical processes, and primal fear of the unknown. Because of this, York is not someone who thinks much about the affects of mental illness or the need to soothe someone who he has been placed in such close proximity. Contrariwise, York is very carefree and doesn't think much about what his future will hold.

Physical description: York looks the same as his canon description. The only difference is that his eye scarring looks a bit different because of the fact that the damage was caused by acid, not a grenade.

Your Characters 'Event Memory'? When York was trying to open a lock on the Staff of Charon and realized that the Director was using a laser cannon to open a hole into the ship instead of allowing him to finish his assignment.

Anything else?

Writing Samples

First Person (50 word min) or Third Person (250 word min):

Awakening from surgery was pure agony.

When York had arrived in the ER, they had administered morphine for the time between his arrival and when he would go into surgery, later that day. The damage from the acid that had sprayed on his face needed to be debrided, so an hour or so later he was put under and sent into a surgical suite. The acid had burned and twisted the cornea of his eye and the flesh around it, and he had been told it was likely to leave a prominent scar.

Scarring he could deal with. Pain, not so much.

He groaned heavily and pressed the button to call the nurse to his side. He hadn't even tried to open his eye—the unbandaged one—yet. His facial wounds and the burnt skin left from the acid was leaving him in incredible pain. Parts of his mind were racing, thinking about his looks, the scarring, what would he look like, but no, it was time to think about pain right now.

Nobody came, at least not at the instant he pressed the button. He wasn't being restrained, so he gingerly got up from the gurney and headed to the tiny en suite bathroom. He didn't really know what he expected to see when he looked in the mirror—a thick padding of bandages were still wrapped around his left eye, the right barely peeking out from between the layers. The eye he could see seemed remarkably dull in color, different from its usual brilliant blue.