CAN WE PLS DO THIS?!

2…..28….?!

She did not know that😳😳

Still, she’s still considering the tiny lighter (adult) child

Hehe

Agent Pheoness wanted me to tell you that she was thinking of signing the lighter adoption papers>:3

"Can she do that?? Like legally?? I'm 28, a full grown adult so I don't know if that's like..???"

Virgil Sanders from Sander sides:)

Imagine having the same F/O name😦🫵

(Not a double. Just has the same name with slightly different spelling:)

hello :3 who is your f/o?

He bursts out laughing

“Oh, that is gold, man. Shoulda caught that on camera!”

(Heyy it's me, I'm back from the dead, and I saw your rp request, you can choose the location)

[There is a sound of a window shattering and a young man with messy (this is my Phoenix) black hair swings in Tarzan style and runs through the room, a Zoraxis agent hot on his tail]

Pheonix sneaks behind the Zoraxis agent

“LOOKING FOR SOME THING BUDDY?! CATCH!” He throws a small grenade at the Zoraxis employee, fending them off

GUYS

ZOR FOUND MY TUMBLR ACCOUNT

IM SCREWED

Info about my two lil babies

Agent Pheonix:

He/him

35 years old

Loves arson and fire in general

ADHD fr

Been in the agency for 11 years

Has scrapes and burn marks that increase as he gets through more missions

Loves goofing off

Energetic little brother energy

Loves causing chaos

Changes gloves in different missions

Loves setting Pheoness up with Reggie and annoying her in general

Thinks of Pheoness as a big sister/mom

Acts innocent but can make the most dirty jokes if desired

Has begged agency to get him an office puppy

Agent Pheoness:

She/her

49 years old

Major Asexual

PTSD and Anxiety:(

Has been in the agency for most of her life

Prefers tuxes and suits over dresses

Also has several cut and burns marks but has distinctive hand prints at times from being slapped by administration

Burns her hand after KBOOM and gets a robotic one

Chaotic but tired gremlin

Cant resist food (Especially cake)

Loves making sarcastic or snarky comments to hide her vulnerabilities

Growing fondness for Reginald

Doesn’t feel good enough for her friends at times

Internally feels bad for the people she sees injured or killed, even if they work for Zor.

Knows she’s smart but doesn’t want to make Pheonix feel dumb in comparison

Loves her friends deep down though

Thinks of Pheonix as an annoying little brother

Has begged the agency to get her an office kitten

Adoption Center

lil Pheonix: Pheonix anon

Lil Reginald: @agentpheoness

Lil Ollie: @pandagobrr

Lil Fabricator: @phoenix-and-found-family

Lil Hivemind: @theirishpotato

Lil Roxanna: @wyvchard

Lil Robutler: @ghostlystarwanderer

Yet to be adopted:

Lil Juniper

Lil Zor

And uhh any other Ieytd character that I can’t think of rn

Since people are yoinking your silly little guys again *very bad trumpet noises* I claim Fabricator thank you

@phoenix-and-found-family (all of this is silly by the way)

ooh, i’ve never drawn Fabby in the little guy style! careful, she might stab you with that needle…

IEYTD Lore #1 Pheoness’s Beginnings

(I totally forgot to give info on how Pheoness acted when she started working with Reginald and Pheonix so here you go!)

Pheoness hears the door of her office creak open just enough to slip an earpiece in her office before it is closed again. Great. Another new Handler. Her track record of Handlers is…not great to say the least. She wouldn’t be surprised if they ditched her for another agent, just like the others. The sound of her phone ringing interrupted her thought process. She picks it up, hearing the familiar voice on the other end, it was Pheonix. She remembers him during spy training. He was so young, so innocent to what he’ll be experiencing here. “Hey Pheoness! You got the earpiece too?” The two were put in an Agent duo, two agents that would work closely together on similar missions and even do them together at times. She doesn’t want to watch the poor thing get slowly withered by the duties they have to fulfill here, but the higher ups gave her no choice. It also means they will have the same Handler. “Yea, Pheonix I got it.” She responded unenthusiastically, getting the earpiece and putting it in her ear, a man who sounded like he was in his 50s came from the earpiece “Greetings Agents, I will be your handler, I will guide you if needed.” Pheonix nodded a cheerful “okay” while Pheoness rolled her eyes “And lemme guess, you just sit on your butt all day while we’re out here risking our lives?” There it was. She just HAD to make another snarky comment. She couldn’t help it though, it was in her nature to shut people out, and she couldn’t even say sorry due to her stubbornness. There seemed to be silence from both The Handler and Pheonix for a little while before Handler spoke up “Well, looks like someone has an attitude.” He replied with a slightly exhausted tone “I’m so sorry, sir. She doesn’t mean it!” Pheonix said in a panic “Oh, it’s really alright..I have heard your reports Mrs Pheoness. I saw you were a wild card so I took the job.” “Yea, that’s what they all say until they reach their snapping point.” She scoffed “Can you at least keep your comments to yourself for 5 minutes so I can explain your first mission?” She thought about it for a second before sighing “Fine, say what you need to say, Handler.”

And that’s how Operation Friendly Skies began:)

I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!

(Not that way, I’ll just find a way for him to mitosis)

I don’t care which character gets him pregnant hell have an oc do it but someone please get him pregnant

Ieytd Lore #5 Whispers of The past

“Alright, fine. I’ll tell her, but you owe me.”

Phoenix’s annoyed mumbling becomes audible to her as Pheoness regains consciousness. Slightly bloody and burned wraps covered her body. “Pheonix…” Her voice was a low groan, mixed with both fatigue and soreness. “Oh, Pheoness..you’re awake.” He hung up the phone that was in his hand. “W…who was that…?” Pheoness muttered, trying to sit up but her torso was entangled in soreness, along with the rest of her body. “Oh, that’s Reginald. We…or you…have another mission.” Pheonix’s comment was met with another weary groan from her “Tell him I’m dead. I’m too tired for this.”

Pheonix laughs softly “I don’t think you wanna miss this mission.” “And why is that?” Pheonix throws her a thin paper slip. The mask logo on it was oddly familiar as she observed it from between her fingers “I’m guessing it has to do with that overrated actor Reggie was gushing about at the theater?” Pheonix nods “He says he has info on the attack, but he’s in Europe right now so you lucky duck gets to fly there on his own private jet tonight to meet him. Reginald wanted to come but the higher ups wouldn’t allow it.” Of course Reginald wanted to come, but it would really be nice to have some more personal time with him. Just to talk about the agency, nothing unprofessional. “Fine…I’ll go…I better get ready.” Pheoness sighs, getting up. Though, she feels a gentle grip on her arm “Wait…Pheoness…we need to talk about…the theater incident.” His voice seemed more gentle and concerned than normal. “Pheonix, it’s really nothing-“ “Don’t lie. Whatever happened in there was way more than nothing.” She questioned on whether to tell him, but..how did he see all of that…? No one has ever seen what she has before. She lets out an exhale, removing Pheonix’s hand from her arm. Her voice was shaky, What she was gonna confess wasn’t something she was used to talking about. They weren’t pretty memories to say the least. “Okay, but you better not tell this to ANYONE. Even Reginald. I’ll tell him when the time is right.” Pheoness nods slowly with a worried look as she began “You know how you voluntarily joined the agency to do some good in the world?” Pheonix nodded

“Well, I didn’t get that choice”

“W…what do you mean…? I thought all members were voluntary…..” Her expression darkens, painful memories coming back to her. “Don’t you ever question why you never see me go home after our missions? Why I’ve never talked about my life outside the agency?” She sighs “I don’t remember much, but I do remember having a family and a regular life…that’s all I know though. Not even my parents faces are familiar to me…” she rubs her temple before continuing “I was a smart kid, top of my class, so when I started to get common headaches, everyone thought it was just from workin hard at school. But..they started to grow longer and more painful. My parents knew something was up so they took me to the hospital. I can’t remember the exact details but something was incredibly wrong with my brain. It was so bad that I was on the verge of death. But, the Agency found me. Only they had the groundbreaking technology to cure me…the only problem was, the process was extremely costly and would use most of the research they’ve been building up to this point. So, they gave my parents a decision. They would save me only if I could work for them the rest of my life. My parents wouldn’t be able to see me due to Agency rules….you could guess what they chose, considering that I’m here…The surgery gave me the telekinetic implant in my head and the agency has owned took care of me ever since. Raised me, trained me to be the best of the best. After, I claimed my new name, Pheoness. I don’t even know if I have another name. Well, you know the rest. How my closed off attitude steered away tens of potential friends and Handlers and all that…”

Pheonix, who was hanging on to every word she was saying, had a small frown on their lips “I’m…. really sorry Pheoness….I guess that explains your personality but what does it have to do with the theater attack..?”

“I guess I forgot to tell you one crucial little detail.” Pheoness added, a weight being lifted off her shoulders. She’s been closed off for so long she forgot what it feels like to be vulnerable. “Zor heard about my little surgery. They thought of me as an imminent threat if that surgery succeeded. So, they sent their best assassins out to kill me. I don’t remember anything regarding what happened on the surgery but Director Morales told me one of the assassins got a bullet through my head, making the telekinetic implant malfunction. Somehow, I survived, but at a price. Rarely, my telekinetic impact glitches and sends me back in time. Usually, it takes me to my worst moments. I’m guessing that’s what we saw at the theater.” Pheonix, taking the information in asks “And….the silhouette that was stopping you..?” Pheoness puts on her suit as the sun sets over the horizon, a reminder that her mission was getting near “That was new. I cannot explain who or what that was. Can we stop talking about this? I’ve already moved on from my past.” Pheonix nods before wrapping his arms around her “Thank you for telling me. I know it’s hard for you.” Pheoness awkwardly hugs back, but his affection made her feel like the sun was shining upon her skin. “Alright, kid I gotta get going. Juniper’s not gonna interview himself.” Pheoness gives him a small squeeze before leaving for her flight.

I’m here, what’s happening?!

Hey Roz! Anything new lately? How're the traps working so far? Still have those agents locked up somewhere?

Been cooped up in the office! Nice to receive some communication though! Yeah, traps are working wonders, we’ve got by my estimate half of the Agency’s active operatives under lock and key at the moment.