#codename ocelot

[image ID: a digital sketch in blue of ocelot, a thin and muscular person with light skin, short shaggy hair, and tattoos, laying facedown in his underwear in a bed with his arms and legs akimbo. end ID]

[image ID: several versions, crops, and combinations of two digital illustrations, arranged to make a poster design. the first illustration shows glasses (he/him), a thin chinese-canadian man with light skin, short black hair, a sharp face, several scars, and round glasses, positioned shirtless with his hands tied by a shirt above his head and his torso sectioned with dotted marker lines and x-marks, his nose bleeding and his face set in a scowl. the second shows ocelot, a tall thin white norwegian man with light skin, shaggy brown hair, rounded cheekbones, a scar on the right side of his face and left of his neck, and several tattoos, dressed in a white t-shirt, holding up his hands, which are dripping blood, with several red laser dots aimed at his chest and head, smiling and talking calmly. the poster design has the comic's title, "vocation," vertically down the middle, with each drawing on either side. the poster also has the tagline, "stick to your day job, no matter what." end ID]

[image ID: three greyscale digital drawings of glasses, a skinny chinese-canadian man with light skin, short dark hair, and round glasses; and ocelot, a thin and tall white norwegian man with light skin, medium-light shaggy hair, tattoos, and a scar across the right side of his face. the first shows ocelot pinning glasses' hands to the wall above his head as glasses says, "I can't wait to wipe that stupid smile off your face." ocelot replies, "and how're you gonna do that, glass?" with a smile. the second shows a close up of ocelot laying on his back as a shoe presses against his chin and collarbone. the third shows ocelot in an office chair and glasses knelt in front of him with his hands bound as ocelot presses his foot to glasses' thigh. end ID]

[image ID: two versions of a two-panel comic page featuring glasses, a thin guy with light skin and messy dark hair cuddled up in a duvet in bed, and ocelot, a thin tattooed guy with light skin and light shaggy hair sprawled out on a couch. the first version is greyscale, and the second is monochrome pink. end ID]

ocelot simply calls himself a freelancer, but has been variously identified by others as an eclectic criminal, a professional torturer, a serial killer, a cult leader, a high-ranking mafia member, among others throughout his "career." he doesn't work for any kind of organization, but he has had lots of different affiliations at various times, most criminal, some famous, and few both. no one knows anything about his life before age 20 when he was among the crewmembers rescued from a collapsing oil rig in the north sea—no one could find any record of how he got there or of him at all before then. he is clever, charming, intelligent, ruthless, highly adaptive, and quite impulsive—though he is also very good at thinking on his feet, twisting situations in his favour, and claims to have very good luck. he's also just kind of a freak. operates according to a personal code and his own whims, which are both very strange and hard to discern. ocelot was a codename shared between several intelligence, investigative, and law enforcement entities that he kept managing to evade early in his career, and after a significant intel leak by a rogue hacker, it became his brand so to speak, and he liked it, so he started going by it almost exclusively. he has given his "real" name on several occasions as aksel gunnar, but no one has ever been able to confirm that in any concrete legal way at least, and assume that is another alias. he's somewhat of a celebrity criminal, though very few people know much about him, and no one knows or understands him holistically (himself included). he is extremely dangerous and wanted by lots of people, governments and criminal organizations alike, both dead and alive. would wax poetic with equal passion about arts, astronomy, ancient civilizations, power dynamics, cuisine, and gore. hates guns, loves knives. he has several distinctive tattoos, including norwegian rosemaling designs on his chest, a norwegian textile inspired band on his left arm, and a smiling stylized sun on his right forearm. he also has several distinctive scars, including the ones on the right side of his face and the left side of his neck. overall, he's very visible, and often times doesn't really bother trying to stay hidden. very brash, big ego, definitely a romantic in a fucked up kind of way. he's very intrigued by glasses, convinced that the reason that they keep running into each other is that they're fated to be in each other's lives in some significant way, a notion that glasses vocally detests, but he can't deny the strange way their paths seem to intertwine.