#agent buggy

WRAAAAAAIIIIIITH I LOST A BUNCH OF POSSUMS AND NOW THEY MAY START EATING THE WALLS HERE!!

// @agentbuggy

[Wraith puts away a file she definitely isn’t supposed have and opens the door. There’s a cat on Wraith’s desk trying to push a small floating cactus onto the floor, Ronald is trying to help them.]

[Buggy bursts straight in seemingly out of breath]

I LOST A BUNCH OF POSSUMS THAT LIKE TO EAT WALLS HELP

// @agentbuggy

Hey pal? Still have Patrick cause if so can we do a trade?

*Patrick peeks his head up at the door*

*Buggy is at the other side of the door with around 50 cats following her*

I’ll give you a small companion for Patrick back…..

"Of course! Patrick has settled down a bit in my office, since you left. I think you might have dropped something too...? Or perhaps not, heh, the office is a bit of a mess after all.

Come on in Buggy! Your little raccoon friend missed you"

*She opens the door, oblivious. As the door opens, she finds more and more cats behind the agent. She doesn't know what to say this time."

"Those sure are.... A lot of them. And you're offering one of them to me?"

Kind regards,

Ta da! Rather dapper he is now!

Hellooooooooo? Anyone named Larry?

[There seems to be sounds of tons of dogs at the other side of the door]

Larry opens the door, waving at Buggy.

Larry: Hello, how can I help yo-

Whoa…. Hey never met you before!

The names Buggy! A field agent! Well… I’m not really allowed to go on missions right now but anyways!

*She hands over a bucket of cookies*

Here! Also if you see a feral looking raccoon his name is Patrick and you might wanna keep your shiny stuff hidden from him

Icarus takes the bucket of cookies.

“Thank you. My name is Icarus. I’m kind of new to the agency. And thanks for the heads up on the raccoon. Although, the only shiny thing I have is this.”

They lift up a metal crutch.

“I always have it next to me, so it probably would be hard for Patrick to take it.”

They offer a kind smile to the young girl.

“And I’m Meerkat, their temporary handler until one is properly assigned to them.”

Full Name: UNKNOWN

Place of Birth: UNKNOWN

Date of Birth: September, 6, XXXX

Age: 16

Height: 5’0

Pronouns: She/they

Zodiac: Virgo

Taste Profile: Sweet, Sour

Weapon of choice: Rapid animals, fire and her own teeth

Status: Alive

A strange kid found in the dumpster and trained under Agent [REDACTED] to become one of the many field agents in the EOD. Seemed to have close to no education whatsoever and lived without a family for years before she was found from what we know for now. Rather mischievous and enjoys stealing, causing rather destructive pranks on the building, getting into extreme danger as well as getting gravely injured from the situations, and being a straight up nuisance chaotic kid, she brings in a multitude of wild, feral and possibly diseased animals and insects and somehow befriends them, her bestest friend being a possibly feral raccoon named Patrick. She has moved from building to building since the workers could not stand her at all, she has set fire to various places at this point. She has some sort of bracelet that she doesn’t let a soul touch and WILL bite someone if they try to even look at it. Her bite is extremely powerful and can bite through sheets of metal. Currently doesn’t have a handler since no one would step up to watch over her, but that doesn’t seem to discourage her at all from completing missions successfully, despite the complete damage she or her surroundings in that mission would end up having. Though while in her missions, she always takes the extra time to go looking for something, she doesn’t tell anyone what she is looking for but it seems to be extremely important to her. Wonder that it is.

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[In a building far yet near…. A lonely figure sits at her desk… watching the world go by out the window…. Hoping that one day her and the one she misses most will be reunited once again….]

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