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"Tweety-Bird? Forgive me for not laughing, but you could at least try to be more original."

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a character in “You've Been Selected”, as played by Artik




☩ Basics ☩

Code Name: Owl

Age: Twenty.

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Given Name: Matthieu Baptiste Devereaux

Details: Owl's code name was chosen for a variety of reasons. Put simply his habits, and demeanor resemble the wide-eyed bird to an un-ignorable degree. For one, Owl barely sleeps. Awake the majority of the day and night, he tends to be notably more active when it's dark choosing to nap in a set amount of pre-designated intervals. Thanks to bionics and a natural knack for being perceptive, he also has a keen set of eyes and ears - making his placement as a Pilot all the more fitting. Similarly, his sub-military position of Calculator denotes that he harbors a certain type of wisdom; wisdom that generally associated with the avian his namesake is derived from. However, some may argue that his 'wise-Owl' moniker should be altered slightly to 'wise-ass'.
Division: Air Force | Calculator

Weapon: Key-blade. Yoyo. I dun' effing know yet.

Partner: Chick

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☩ On The Outside ☩

Height: Six feet, on the spot.

Weight: One Hundred-Sixty-Two Lbs, give or take.

Eyes: A disinterested Grey-Hazel.

Hair: Tousled & windswept dirty blonde.

Build: Lanky, lithe, & flexible.

Distinguishing Features: Crashed his bike into a barbed wire fence as a young kid, thus his hands are littered with dozens of tiny scars. Similarly, he has a scar marring his right eyebrow that prevents any further hair growth. Another notable detail is the fact that Owl almost always has a haunted pair of dark circles under his eyes that not even bionics can rid him of. Obviously these raccoon eyes are the result of a wonky, if not debatably non-existent sleep schedule.


☩ Delving Deeper ☩

Owl's a bit of a contradiction; two-natured, if you will. For instance, he's got this slow, lethargic way about him. A kind of pervasive disinterest that permeates his body language and mannerisms. If you didn't know any better, you might be inclined to say he's lazy or a bit to relaxed to be a Moor. But it is in that subtle deception that people underestimate him. Now maybe you've seen him in action, or maybe you're just the perceptive type, but when you really take a good long look, you'll eventually surmise that Owl's is perpetually alert and ready to act. Playing the part of the patient strategist well, you also might not notice the fact that beneath Owl's actions and intent lies a predatory undercurrent. It's barely visible in his stance and expressions, even though he appears to be completely serene. Much like a lion will appear at ease, quietly cocking it's head and twitching it's ears - right before it pounces and sinks its teeth into your throat. Cheeky at times, Owl likes to pretend that he’s obnoxious and snarky when he can get away it, emphasizing the fact that he's a bit of an eccentric that is intrigued by social interactions and reactions. And despite that sardonic and impish attitude he sometimes sports, this would-be Sophist will readily do things for you if you ask; fueled by some fascination and desire to be loved and lauded. His humor on the other hand is dry and often sarcastic, coming with a completely straight face that makes it hard to detect of he's really joking, unless you're just good at that kind of thing.

The youthful Moor moves like he has all day to do something, making him seem indolent and even unmotivated, but when it really counts, Owl is true to his name and can move frighteningly fast - but! Not with the having prepared, and or having put in the necessary thought and strategy. He prizes the sense of control he has over a situation, of knowing what to do, how to do it, and when to do it - especially when that knowledge keeps him two steps ahead of the enemy. When he loses that situational influence however, he can become irritable and restless. Fingers begin to tap, knees bounces and nostrils flare - like a addict coming down from a high. This is his neurosis, his mentally instability that stems from a deep need for control that was etched into him when he was selected to be a Moor. With control comes security, without it anxiety and a feeling of being threatened. Keeping that in mind, Owl is a decent team player all things considered. But like many of his kind, he secretly has some trust issues that result in him second guessing others motivations and aptitude. As the saying goes, 'if you want it done right, do it yourself'. Owl is confident, even arrogant sometimes, but in reality he doesn’t have a whole lot of pride, though he likes to pretend he does.

  • Chess: Treating it as a microcosm of life, Owl enjoys the aerial view of the board and the opportunity to play pawns as he sees fit. Ultimately, it's a game that offers a mental challenge, testing his ability calculate his opponents next move. He feels it helps keep his head sharp.
  • Storms: Particularly when he can be out and about or flying in them. As much as he is a tactician, there's something he finds thrilling about immersing oneself in reckless impulse every once and a while. It's one of the few things that still makes him feel truly alive.
  • Famous Last Words: This hobby can be summed up in the sense that he collects history books of all kinds, typically biographies. As macabre as it may sound, Owl finds the words people choose to say in their final moments absolutely fascinating. For example, Marie Antoinette on her way to the guillotine, accidentally stepped on her executioner's foot and said "Pardon me sir, I did not do it on purpose."
|Cinema, tinkering with his tech, free running, his hair being played with, museums/art, crowds of people, hot chocolate/tea, star gazing.|

  • Being Wrong: A frustrating combination of remarkable intelligence and unfaltering obstinance - Owl will not easily concede to being told he's wrong. And if by some unusual manner you manage to prove him to be false, there is a distinct chance that he will be quite bitter for a while. However, rationale and logic will eventually motivate him to apologize, even it not directly and even if it is in some unorthodox manner.
  • People Who Are Careless: Which defines to most Fighters as far as he's concerned. As much as they are a crucial part of the system, it absolutely drives him up a wall every time they throw themselves blindly into action.
  • Chaos: Obviously a control freak, Owl likes everything to be in working order. That applies to cleanliness just as much as it applies to unexpected tech malfunctions. He doesn't like when things are out of place or don't act how they should, or how he expects them to. Granted, the boy can adapt - he just prefers not to have to, and he shouldn't have to if he prepared properly.
|Vulnerability, bad hygiene, the illusion of freedom, being lied to, drastic change, losing, wearing shoes, shaving his scruff before a flight, being left out.|

  • Validation: A lot of what motivates Owl is a need for validation and praise. While he may pretend not to give a shit what people think, in reality he puts a lot of stock into others opinions. At least, other's he respects that is. It's a major part of why he works so hard, he hates to fail and hates to disappoint.
  • His Name: Before he left home, his family gifted him with a simple ring he wears around a chain on his neck. His name is etched lightly on the inside, so he never forgets.
  • Hideout: there's an old rundown and abandoned airplane hangar on the far east side of town. a little ways out of made with out-dated tech. he spends a good chunk of free time there, just getting away from the noise and chaos of the city, as well as slowly trying to fix it up.

  • Failure: While most of his sub-division act like know-it-alls, part of why Owl pushes himself to do better, and to know more is become he is terrified of fucking up and disappointing others.
  • Losing Control: As already explain briefly, Owl inwardly freaks out when he's lost control of a situation. Certains nervous ticks and mannerism's kick in and he doesn't know how to handle it, other than struggling to regain control.
  • Swimming: He fell through the ice while skating at a young kid, and despite knowing how to swim, he still panics when a situation calls for it. It's not something about himself that he advertises, either.


☩ Relationships ☩

Crush: N/A

Significant Other: N/A


  • Beacon: Neither friends nor enemies, Owl accidentally mistook the delicate fella for a female once. Uncomfortable and embarrassed, he has been socially awkward around Beacon ever since.

  • Vulkn: An old rival from back during Owl's temporary 'Fighter' status days. The two butt heads a lot, Vulkn showed him up during a sparring match one to many times, and the Pilot has held a bitter grudge ever since. It doesn't help that the older man never hesitates to remind him of it.

  • Aiden: Your not-so-quintessential bromance, these two bond over tech, planes, and all things manly; both on and off the Institutes campus. Two easy going personalities mesh well enough that they don't tend to get on each others nerves very often. It's as simple as that, Owl considers him a good friend and ally.

  • Chick: His partner, and the second half to the 'Birdie Squad'. He plans, she listens. He thinks, she takes action. He frets, she's relaxed. They've spent enough time together to really work out most of the kinks in their relationship. She's one of the few comrades he really trusts, and he has learned not to doubt her instinct or ability.

  • Jessica: A human, and a particularly fascinating one. Aiden and she get along, and he seems to trust her - and he trust's Aiden's judgement.

  • Silver: Friends since before they were selected as Moors, when this duo get together you best cover your ears. These two have a unique bond that stems from them constantly ragging on and fucking with one another. Insults and playful punches perpetually fly back and forth, pranks, taunts, and teasing never seem to cease and Owl wouldn't have it any other way.

  • Loki: Neighbors way back when, this boys narcissistic mother thought Matthieu to be the son she never had. Pitted against each other at a young age, for idiotic reasons - these two have a seemingly toxic and tense relationship.

  • Dakota: thoughts. more thoughts

  • Frost: thoughts. more thoughts

  • Pamela: thoughts. more thoughts.

  • Lupo: Not particularly friendly or otherwise, Owl doesn't go out of his way meet up with Little Red Riding Hood. But when the two do bump into each other every so often, they get along and tend to act like a snarky pair of wise-asses.


☩ Dossier ☩

Brief History: As the only child his parents could have, it's safe the say the Devereaux's were devastated when their boy was taken from them. His father holds a significant position in the government, and fought to have his son returned to him. Alas, his efforts were in vain because by the end of the year his, the once rambunctious Matthieu had already begun to shrink into himself. His mother couldn't cope and instantly began distancing herself, her selfish behavior enraged her husband and fights at home erupted often. Charles Devereaux was furious at how quickly his wife had given up hope on their boy, while he still struggled to some some political or societal loophole. The more time that passed however, the more his efforts dwindled - but in a last ditch effort he gave his son a ring with his name engraved in it, so the Moors could never truly take his name from him. By the time bionics were introduced to Matthieu's body, his parents had split up - as if being with one another was a constant reminder of what they were rapidly losing and what once had held them together. Unhappy at home earlier than most, Matthieu ceased visiting his family a year and a half sooner than was required, opting to focus more of his energy on his adjusting to his bionics and learning how to control them. As new study habits formed, the boy slept less and less - a slightly delayed precursor to his codename.

Around age eleven was when really Matthieu began to grow into his personality. He often made bets with his peers and struck up competitions to see who was better. With each bitter loss, or pride pumping defeat - it only fueled him to work harder. This tendency resulted in him being originally designated a fighter, in terms of subdivision. A mistake not often made, Matthieu began to struggle and clash with his overly impulsive and hot-headed peers. It quickly because obvious that he didn't fit in, an older student, one who had become a bit of a mentor to him suggested the change of designation - the school complied, and back in his element Owl excelled much more rapidly. When he received his upgraded bionics at thirteen, the boy was already tinkering and itching to get some hands on practice with the newer, more advanced tech. Soon enough Owl was given his trial partner. A fighter that was dubbed Codename: Panzer - why? Because the kid was built like a fucking tank. Panzer was one of the fighters Matthieu had clashed with early on in his training and their trial ended rather abruptly and badly. In a David & Goliath-esque styled conflict, the much smaller, lithe calculator played the warrior's strengths against him. Matthieu taunted and taunted until mid-sparring match, Panzer barreled headfirst towards his opponent, blindly angry. The young man unfortunately underestimated the strength of his newly equipped bionics as well as the speed of his would-be partner and collided into the nearest sleek metal plated wall, snapping his neck and putting a mean dent in the wall. After the incident, Owl was a bit different, more careful and noticeably less cocky. He'd never meant to get someone killed, and the disappointment in himself lingered through his next partnership that also ended due to incompatibility. From then out, more and more time was spent in the air - training for their actual assignments kicked in full gear. For the last year, Owl has been paired up with lucky partner number three and despite some personality based conflicts, the two work together like a well oiled machine. She/He may drive him nuts with his/her devil-may-care attitude and behavior, but no one can argue that they don't get the job done, and done well.


So begins...

Owl's Story