forum “I want a pistol with a silencer!” “Sure, if there's one on sale.”//oxo// CLOSED

Started July 03, 2022 by @Diavolo group

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Okay, okay, okay. I’m like really tired, but like spy x family right, but gay….thoughts?

Ooo, I need to see this fulfilled

YESSSSS

Are u going to make my somewhat dream come true???

Oh absolutely

YES LETS GO….. Anyway so I'll make a template which do u want to me the assassin or the spy if ur the spy then u also are doing the child character as well

I'll be Yor, why not

Kk I'll be the single dad I'm kinda doing something I'm so I will send u the thing later tonight

Name: London Goodman
Nicknames: None (Feel free to make up one tho)
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Backstory: His dad got him into the FBI when he was around 23. He had to train for years before he started on his missions. Most of the rules didn't apply and or would always be broken for good reason, but one rule that was never broken among agents. Never get emotionally attached to someone whenever going undercover. He followed these rules. He was emotionless when it came to missions, he would always get the job done. He was made perfectly like a drone and could manipulate his own emotions as well as others pretty well. He would always stand on the side of justice at least that's what was drilled into him.
Looks: He dies his hair like a lot so he can stay undercover more easily, so these pictures are of him but with his hair died multiple times. Right now he looked like this, Picture.
Personality: Depends on the occasion, He's sort of a surprise.
Hobbies/Interests/Habits/Favorites: Doesn't really have any considering he never really had the time. Over the year, however, he found out he likes music a lot and guitars and anything that makes a musical note. Including singers.

(I'm not creating one for Anya 2 because I don't think I need to, but the child's name will be Luna)

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Name: Dean Bruen
Nicknames: None
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Backstory: Dean was abandoned as a baby and raised by an orphan school for dangerous children. He was raised being able to defend himself and learned the art of stealth. When he grew out of the system, he was immediately taken in by the government as their assassin and given proper training. He learned to turn off his heart and emotions, knowing that he couldn't ever develop any kind of feelings whether they be good or bad without causing problems.
Looks: Dean very much blends into the crowd with his appearance. Dark hair that styles in whatever is popular at the time, dark eyes that never seem to show any real emotion, and tanned skin that makes him seem warmer and less threatening. He's thin and unassuming, although he definitely has the muscle to do his job without issue. Every angle in his face is sharp, with high cheekbones and full lips, he's conventionally attractive but still very attractive.
Personality: It fully depends on how deep down the rabbit hole you go. He is a mirror, only ever being what the person he's talking to wants to see.
Hobbies/Interests/Habits/Favorites: Has had a deep fascination with gymnasts and acrobatics since childhood, so he copied their moves whenever he could. Added on to his training, he's almost scarily flexible and very much enjoys it. Also keeps the first dagger he was ever given in a box in his room, it's the only sentimental object he actually owns.

(Thxx)
London pulled his sleeve just enough to reveal the time on his watch. I have other things I need to do today, and Luna is taking her sweet time. She is a child, so I guess I'll let it pass. He looked around the small shop and thought out the meeting he would soon have to attend. He groaned both internally and externally. How am I supposed to find a spouse in two days who is willing to play the part things like this frustrate me. London pulled his hair back and looked at Luna as she trusted through the curtain with her new dress. "Wow, Luna, look at you, you look so mature already? Does everything fit okay? We have to bring extras just in case. I feel like the headmaster may be trying to test us in his own way."

Luna nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, yes, yes! It does fit! I think I look so good. Even the lady who did the cutting thing said I looked pretty!" She grinned, starting to dance around in circles. "Don't worry, Papa, I'm sure I will beat that interview in no time. It's gonna be awesome. Ooo, and there will be cake!" She giggled.

"Luna, I don't think the cake will be a part of the interview. It's not a party, but we can have cake afterward. I'm sure that is much more doable." London shook his head. "He couldn't believe how a 6-year-old could be so childish. Honestly, he was;t even sure if Luna was six. However, he didn't really care. London's mission was more important than whatever age Luna was.

Dean was wandering around the store, working one of the many "odd jobs" he had. He was a quiet man, always helpful but eternally silent. He scanned the store again before his eyes landed on someone. Two someones, to be precise. And caught wind of their conversation. Father and daughter. Was that his daughter? They didn't look alike. Maybe a niece or young cousin? But the girl had said Papa. Adopted?

Dean just shook his head, hoping to throw the thoughts away with it. He was getting distracted, that was unusual for him. But when he looked around again, his eyes got caught on the two of them. There was just something about the man standing there that Dean couldn't shake. He needed to find out what it was.

So he walked up, smiling politely as he did. "Hello there. I'm so sorry to intrude but I just thought your daughter looked so cute, I had to say something." He interjected softly, bending down to talk to Luna. "Your dress is so pretty. What's the occasion?"

"Thank you, and don't worry about it." London looked toward the voice. He was perplexed about how long he had been there. London barely noticed him. Of course, London didn't show it on his face, but he was analyzing his body movements as he walked closer to Luna.

A gasp came from Luna, making London jump a bit. "You really think so?! We have a school interview! I passed the test and everything. Papa said we have to be prepared, just in case they try and test us…" She nodded with a wide smile. It was the second time she was being complimented today, making her feel good. Her hair was a usual color, orchid, to be exact. So today, she was feeling very good about herself.

The lady came out again to fit another dress for her to wear. "Go with the lady so she can trim you for another dress." London pushed her off gently. Luna waved and took the hand of the lady before they disappeared behind the curtain. London turned to the man while he leaned against the counter. "You seem like there's something else you want to say? I felt eyes on me, but I didn't realize they were yours." London would've known if he was from the same agency. After all, everyone knows him, and he knows everyone. However, that was not the case. *He's quite handsome as well; maybe I could use him, but how do I bring that up in conversation?"

Dean straightened with a slight chuckle. "I suppose there is. I do apologize for staring or if I startled you. I didn't mean to suddenly appear. But you caught my eye." He tilted his head with a smile, scanning London's face. "Is it not in one's nature to stare at something they find beautiful?" His voice held an almost playful lilt, his mile relaxing the smallest bit.

Dean wasn't used to relaxing, he simply didn't know how. Assassins spent their lives glancing over their shoulders, never trusting anyone because everyone becomes a target eventually. But there was something about London he just couldn't shake. The same mysterious air that people claimed that Dean had. He just had to figure it out.

"Thank you." London tried to stop his smile from growing, but it still did anyway. He gave a breathy chuckle. "I suppose there is no harm in that. It's not like I'm married or anything. Maybe I could let it slide. You're quite attractive yourself. I'm honored to have caught the eye of someone so stunning. The only thing is I feel bad. Luna mentioned the interview, but the thing is, both parents have to attend. I would've never suggested this school if I had known, but they didn't exactly inform me until after getting in. The only this is her mother died when she was young. He had adopted her, but not long after my wife passed away. I hate to be the one to break her heart, and I already ordered the dresses, and it's all just one big mess, it seems." London sighed as his smile faded. "Anyway, I haven't even addressed my name yet. My name is London Goodman, a pleasure to meet you…?"

Dean frowned softly in remorse. "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. That's terrible. She's such a bubbly young girl, I never would've imagined she'd been through so much." He sympathized. "But where are my manners. I'm Dean Bruen. The pleasure's all mine." He nodded politely. "It's unfortunate that Luna doesn't have both parents to attend this interview. I do hope you find someone to go with you, even if it's not someone you're in a relationship with. I'd offer myself but I feel that'd be overstepping."

London shrugged his shoulders. "Life just hits you like a wrecking ball sometimes. She is quite lovely isn't she." He hadn't noticed Dean's last sentence until a few minutes after. "Wait! Would you really be willing to do it? That's a first, I've tried most of the women in this town and they all seem to be scared because I asked them or are already married or dating. I haven't even begun to try men yet. Most men around this town don't seem to swing that way. You would really be saving me if you were willing to do it."

Luna came out twirling in her dress. "Papa! I like this one a lot better what do you think? I think should be the third backup, for sure!" Luna stopped to look back and forth between Dean and London. "What's going on?"

London looked down and mouthed, "Please," before he kneeled down to Luna. "Nothing is going on Luna. Everything is okay. I think the dress looks great." Please just say yes. Please… This only made Luna more confused. She was mad she wasn't getting the whole story.

Dean kneeled down next to London and looked Luna over. "I think this one looks better, honestly." He whispered to the girl like he was telling her some big secret, grinning warmly. "You'll knock that interview out of the park. They're not gonna know what hit 'em."

He then turned to look at London and smiled ever so slightly. "I'll do it. If you find no one else before you need it, I'll do it." God, what am I getting myself into. Damn him and his attractive face. Making me go against everything I've ever been taught. This better be worth it.

London whipped his head around. He was wearing a smile only because he could finally continue his mission. "Thank you, thank you so much. You're a real-life savor. We can figure out the forged paperwork and everything in between tomorrow." London wanted to hug Dean at that moment, but he decided against it. Lond felt it was far too soon to be doing something like that. "The interview is this time next week. Maybe you can come over to practice a bit before we do."

Luna gave a smug look to Dean. She could read his thoughts, so seeing his inner feeling was amusing. She then gasped, realizing what this whole situation was. "Wait…is he going to be my new dad?!" She was bouncing up and down on her heels. You could almost see the sparkles in her eyes.

This question caught London off guard. He wasn't exactly sure how to explain the whole thing. He looked back at Dean with a questioning face. London was giving him a what-should-I-refer-to-you-by look. He was looking back and forth between Luna and Dean. "Uhhh, well, you see…."

Dean was a little shocked at how forward she was but in the end, just laughed. Children… "Well, I might be in time." He offered with a warm smile. "But that might be getting a little too far ahead. For now, you've got an interview to ace, don't you?"

He turned his attention back to London. "Consider me a new friend who wants to help. I just hope my acting will be enough to convince them, considering I'm not exactly sure what I'm walking into." He laughed, standing up and dusting himself off. "But I'm sure it'll all work out. No school in their right mind would reject someone like her."

London gave a bright smile. "Thank you so much. Luna, get your last dress so I can pay and leave. Make sure to take this dress off and put on the one you came in. Remember last time. You wanted to wear it, and you immediately fell into the mud. It was not a fun time; we had to get a new one that day." London shook his head.

"Okay, okay, I will!" Luna looked over at Dean. "Thank you for the luck, and I wish you luck as well. I bet Papa is going to like you for sure!" Luna skipped off into the dressing room again.

"Sorry about her. You know how children can get. Are you new here? I've never really seen you around the store before. I am quite the observer, but I don't think anyone can resist looking your way. Not in a bad way, I assure you." London stood up from his kneeling position to return to leaning on the desk.

Dean just laughed with a shake of his head. "Oh please, you flatter me. I work here part-time, I'm not always in which would explain why we've never seen each other before. Because I know I'd definitely remember a face like yours." He hummed, plucking a stray hair off of his uniform shirt.

He looked up at London almost expectantly. "So, do I get any kind of information about what I've volunteered for? Or is it all a surprise? Of course if you want to talk somewhere more private, I can always try to accommodate." He offered, knowing that was probably the case here.