[hider=The Rogues] [centre][img]https://i.imgur.com/AVtRC08.jpeg[/img][/centre] [b]Name:[/b] Kai [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Important Items:[/b][list] [*] A pair of dog tags, scratched beyond recognition with only a single letter, “A”, visible. [*] A pair of white headphones, perfectly normal. [*] Navy-blue sleep mask. [*] Military-grade radio he “acquired” some time ago, modified to the point of being nearly unrecognisable. [*] Multi-tool, heavily modified to improve upon its general purpose. [*] Wallet with multiple questionable I.D.s and cards.[/list] [b]Short Bio:[/b] Chaotic. Infuriating. Manic. [s]Terrorist[/s]. As much of a menace as Kai was growing up, one could be forgiven for believing he had zero parental influence over his life, even if that wasn’t quite the case. Born on an island base in the middle of who knows where, to a mother whose face he could no longer remember, his life was bound to be a mess from the beginning. From the very start, everyone knew him as a problematic child, constantly making off with and taking apart anything he could get his hands on. Some might say it was a privilege that he was allowed to be there despite his disastrous attitude, but he didn’t see it that way. When he was six years old, he watched his mother leave for the umpteenth time, but unlike before, she never came back. All she had left behind were her dog tags, scratched beyond recognition. He was young then, young enough that it didn’t hit him as hard as it should have, young enough that he didn’t start [i]questioning[/i] it. Instead, he waited. And waited. Two years went by without so much as a whisper of her whereabouts, and despite his young age, Kai knew well that he wouldn’t get an answer from anyone even if he tried. That is, if he simply asked outright. So, he decided to take matters into his own hands. Quite literally. Breaking things came easily to him, and one would think the opposite would hold as well. They would be dead wrong. In Kai’s eyes, everything had a purpose beyond the obvious. He had the skills, but they were raw, unpolished, entirely instinctive. Refining them took time and materials that he didn’t have, so he learnt other things as well. He made himself useful, so much so that no one questioned him anymore. So much so that nobody [i]saw[/i] him. Then, when the moment showed itself, he took it and, for the first time in his life, he set foot on the mainland. They would start looking for him eventually, but he intended to accomplish his goal long before then. When the invitation came, it was nothing but an idle curiosity that drove him to attend. Little did he know, it would change his life forever. [b]Personality:[/b] Outwardly cheery, alarmingly capable, perpetually frenzied, yet chronically lethargic, Kai is anarchy personified, with a slight sprinkling of [s]terrorism[/s]. A wild and carefree soul who considers rules as little more than inconvenient suggestions to be ignored, he goes where he wants and does as he wishes without a care in the world. What that entails for those unfortunate enough to cross paths with him is a migraine that never quite goes away, distance notwithstanding. A loner by circumstances, if not exactly by nature, he is utterly incapable of making things easier for others and thus generally prefers not to bother. Beyond all that, he is undeterred in the face of adversity, pushing toward his objectives with an ever-present devil may care attitude. Loyal almost to a fault, but ever the fickle one, he shows his care through action alone, however troublesome they may seem. Kai is trouble no matter where he goes, but (mostly) restrained chaos is better than uncontrolled mayhem. [b]Skills:[/b][list] [*] [i]Larceny[/i]. A thief by any other name, Kai learnt early on how to take from others without being caught. He's only gotten better at it over time. [*] [i]Engineering/Overhauling[/i]. The first thing he ever did as a fully conscious child was break something. Then he fixed it, sort of. Anything and everything can be taken apart, and he knows better than most how to do so and how to put them back together better than before. [*] [i]Multilingual[/i]. Kai is fluent in several languages, and he has his own way of interpreting the ones he can't speak. [*] [i]Sharpshooting[/i]. Kai is an excellent shot, whether with guns or other projectile implements (i.e. anything he can throw). [/list] [b]Digimon Character Sheet[/b] [hider=Agumon] [img]https://i.imgur.com/qctU9qZ.jpeg[/img] [/hider] [b]Name:[/b] Agumon [b]Age:[/b] ??? [b]Attribute:[/b] Vaccine, Virus [b]Short Bio:[/b] Agumon doesn’t remember much about what happened before he ended up here. One of his earliest memories was of meeting a purple-furred digimon who made him an offer he couldn’t refuse to save their world from destruction. He was mostly clueless about things, but partnering with a human was bound to be an interesting experience. [b]Personality:[/b] A rather stark contrast to his partner, Agumon is a milder, yet no less vivacious presence. An amnesiac Digimon with a purpose that he can’t yet begin to understand, he takes whatever situation he finds himself in with stride, never allowing melancholy to cloud his mind. While he cannot help but desire answers to his being, he nonetheless chooses to live in the moment, making new memories instead of dwelling on what might have been. [b]Powers:[/b] [i]Pepper Breath:[/i] Spits flames at its foes. [i]Sharp Claws:[/i] Attacks with claws. [i]Spitfire:[/i] Shoots a small blast of fire from its mouth. [i]Claw Uppercut:[/i] Uppercuts the enemy with its claws. [i]Claw Attack:[/i] Rapidly jabs or slashes the opponent with the claws of both hands. [i]Fire Breath:[/i] Spews a very hot breath of flames at the enemy. [i]Baby Burner:[/i] Accumulates "Pepper Breath" in its mouth and then spits it out all at once as a much more powerful blast. [i]Wildfire Uppercut:[/i] A flaming uppercut with its claws. [b]Future Evolutions:[/b] Agumon → GeoGreymon → RizeGreymon → Gaiomon → Gaiomon Fierce Blade Mode/Susanoomon ↕ SkullGreymon → BlackWarGreymon → BlackWarGreymon X [/hider]