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Agent Carolina ([personal profile] coverme) wrote2015-11-14 11:31 am
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Character Name: Agent Carolina
Series: Red vs. Blue
Timeline: End of season 9
Canon Resource Link: RvB Wiki

Character History: Growing up, Carolina's parents were both busy people. Her father was a scientist, and her mother was a soldier. Her mother would leave for long stints of time, with no guarantee that she'd come back, given her line of work. However, every time she left, her mom refused to say goodbye. She always said that "if you don't say goodbye, then you're not really gone. You're just...not there right now." Presumably, her mother is KIA at some point, and it's a devastating blow to Carolina, but even more so to her father.

We don't know much more about her growing up, but where canon picks up, she's an adult and part of Project Freelancer, a highly specialized and experimental military program trying to create supersoldiers without augmenting them, as in the SPARTAN project (from Halo). We're introduced to Carolina as the best of the best in the program. She's number one on the leaderboard ( the leaderboard is supposedly an effort to get the soldiers to try harder to be better) and the one they send in to clean up the shit when something goes wrong on a mission that she's technically not meant to be part of. She's amazing. She's incredibly talented in hand-to-hand, knows her way around a weapon, and thinks on her feet, even in stressful situations. She's almost unstoppable, in a way.

She's also seen as the leader of the team of Freelancers, and a good one at that. She recognizes the strengths and weaknesses of each of her teammates, and she shows compassion for them, too. After cleaning up a mission that North and South, two other Freelancers, ended up botching, in the debriefing South grows angered when she's moved down a place on the leaderboard. As the other Freelancer goes to leave, Carolina looks to North (South's sister) and asks "D'you think I should talk to her?"

After the botched mission that Carolina fixes, there's an impromptu training match between a new soldier and three of the other Freelancers. Carolina is there with some of the others to watch. She makes a few snarky comments here and there--playful, not rude, but she starts to get defensive as the new soldier is shown to be impressive, and her teammates comment on it. She's clearly worried about her place as number one being challenged, considering the newbie is taking on three of the better Freelancers all at once. And winning.

The training session goes downhill as live rounds are brought out onto the field illegally, and one of the agents takes a blast from a grenade--this being the number two on the board and Carolina's good friend, Agent York. Carolina is the first to run down to the training floor, calling for medical assistance all the way, and she's the first one to reach the injured soldier's side. As York is taken away in a stretcher, she notices Texas--the new recruit--seeming to have a short-out in her arm. Like she's not entirely human. Carolina doesn't comment on it, but keeps it to herself as she finds it to be odd. Something to make note of for later.

Some amount of time later, the Freelancer's are preparing for a mission. Instead of standing around with the rest of them to hear what the mission is, Carolina is the one giving the briefing. Clearly, she's trusted enough to be given intel early so that she can plan for the mission, decide who's job is what, and then brief the team on what they're going to be doing. Just when she's nearly finished, however, the briefing is interrupted as York, the injured agent who is now blind in one eye, shows up. He wants in on the mission even though he's still supposed to be in recovery. At this point, Carolina takes a small sidebar with him to discuss the situation, because she doesn't want him to get himself killed for being to quick to jump back into field work. She cares about him. However, she also believes him when he says that he's okay. She leaves it at that, and assigns him to join her team, the team doing the infiltration part of the mission.

Then comes the mission. The infiltration team successfully get into the building, although not without York setting off an alarm, and they have to search for the objective they're supposed to be bringing back to headquarters. It's found, but it's bigger than expected. They have to get it to the roof, but no one can lift it. York, now on the roof looking for a good evac point, finds a window-washer station and sends it down. They load the objective up, but again, it's too heavy and needs some weight on the pully system to counter-balance it. So...Carolina kicks Maine, the large, hulking Freelancer, out the window. She knows he'll be safe, but when he refuses to simply jump, she kicks him out because they need to get the mission done, and the mission objective is what matters to her the most--not that the safety of her team doesn't, but she knows they can handle themselves.

Now with the objective headed up to the roof for evac, and Maine downstairs dealing with some enemy soldiers, it's time for Carolina and Wash, the last two of the infiltration team, to get up to the roof and get out of there. But they run into trouble. An enemy soldier with a flamethrower finds them, and a battle ensues. One where Carolina has to save Wash a couple of times, all while still handling the enemy like it comes naturally to her. Of course, they win, and they make their way up to the roof.

They successfully make it up to the evac zone, only to find Texas there, setting up an explosive to cover their tracks once they've left. Carolina is immediately defensive, asking her what she's doing there, and it looks like the two might get into a fight when, suddenly, the group finds themselves surrounded by enemy soldiers. Unable to do anything, they're stuck standing there, hands in the air, while one of the enemies orders York to defuse the bomb. Or, what they think is a bomb. Turns out, it's just a transmitter that's transmitting their location, and as a laser beam suddenly narrows down to the location of the transmitter, distracting the enemies, Carolina uses her camoflage unit in her armor to sneak around the group while Texas uses her cloaking unit to escape. Carolina then takes out most of the enemy soldiers, and they're all safe again. ...Until the MAC round that was what the transmitter was locating their position for goes off, courtesy of the Freelancer ship, which begins the collapse of the building. Carolina, York, and Wash all leap off the side of the building, Carolina commenting that "this must be karma for kicking Maine out the window."

In the freefall on the way down from the top of the (very tall) building, the group continues to fight as Falcon aircraft come in and try to take them out. Needless to say, it's an impressive display. Their Pelican dropship shows up in time to catch the falling objective (and Wash), meanwhile Carolina and York are still falling. ...Until, instead of hitting the ground, they're caught in a vehicle down below, driven by Maine.

The second team had failed their objective, so now it's up to Team A, the infiltration team, to finish that job, too. It leads to a long highway chase, lots of gun fire and explosions, lots of fighting on the backs of vehicles, you get the picture. The most notable thing that happens is, while fighting on the back of a moving truck, Carolina and Maine are in sync with what they're doing, and they trade off the second objective while fighting enemies like it's nothing. But, things go wrong, and Maine takes a few bullets to the throat--Carolina is immediately angry and takes the soldier who did it out of the picture.

There's some more fighting that follows that would be hard to put into words, so basically, Carolina ends up back in the vehicle with York driving, racing against Tex now, who's on a motorcycle, after the second objective when it goes flying. When driving is no longer an option, Carolina takes to feet, using her speed enhancing unit in her armor to continue the race against Tex, determined to be the one to get the objective. She can't let the other win, she can't let herself be beaten. But, unfortunately, she is. Tex gets to the objective first, despite how hard Carolina was pushing herself, to the point of injuring herself.

After the mission, Carolina has been bumped down to number two on the leaderboard, and she has some incredibly strong feelings about it. She'll do anything, whatever it takes, to get back into first place. That's why she says yes to being the first Freelancer to get an AI.


Abilities/Special Powers: Carolina is a normal human being, but that said, she's an incredibly talented fighter. Not many can beat her. She knows what she's doing with hand-to-hand in particular, but she's equally as talented with a weapon, and a quick learner when it comes to new ones.

Her armor has enhancements, as well, that give her special abilities. She can camoflage into the environment, or even just change the color of her armor with the camoflage unit, and her speed unit gives her super-human speed when she runs. These can only function for so long, however, as she has no AI to run them properly.

 
Third-Person Sample:           
                       She can't stand it. She can't believe that she'd let Texas steal the win from her. Steal the glory of being the 
                       one to capture the objective. No one had ever fought her like that before, no one had ever come that close 
                       to beating her, let alone actually beating her. She's never had someone challenge her like Texas has, and
                       no doubt will continue to. But she just can't believe that she let her place on the board slip away from her
                       just like that.

                      Without thinking, Carolina slams her fist into the wall next to her, needing to get some of the inner frustration
                      she's feeling out. She feels like she could beat up the fucking wall, or take on a whole army of enemies with
                      all the rage and frustration she's feeling right now--but she does her best to keep it under control. She can't
                      risk someone walking in on her and seeing her like that. Too unprofessional. So she sits there instead, sulking.
                      Brooding. Green eyes staring up at the leaderboard, where it reads "1. Agent Texas; 2. Agent Carolina."

                      And she seethes. Holding her helmet between her hands now, she puts pressure on it, squeezing it with both
                      hands. She's not afraid of breaking it, and it's something that helps her to vent. Because she can't talk to her team
                      about this. They wouldn't understand, and they're probably glad to see her knocked down a peg. Or, at least,
                      some of them surely are.

                      Not good enough. Never good enough. Of course the Director, of course her father, would eventually find
                      someone to put up above her on the leaderboard. He always put something else before her. She was never
                      good enough. She had tried so hard to be the best Freelancer of them all, just to make him proud, and to prove
                      to herself that she could do something with herself... Only to get knocked out of the way. Like usual.


First-Person Sample: 

[ Her voice is calm, business-like, when it comes across the network. She's worried, sure, but she's not about to show that. Never know if there might be enemies lurking around. Especially on an unknown comm system. ]

FILSS? FILSS, are you there?

[ That had to be her first try, to get in contact with Freelancer and tell them where she was, that she was okay. But the longer she waits for a response, the less she believes that she's going to get through. So she tries something a little broader. ]

This is Agent Carolina of Project Freelancer, requesting intel and maybe a lift back to the Mother of Invention. I've landed somewhere unfamiliar and I'm not sure how I got here. Any information would be appreciated.

...Does anyone read? Or is this system as dead as my comms?