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Meet the 10th Class.
The Courier.
His name is Brodie
From New York! Go Yankees!
Around 32-34
6"1
Lets take alook into the past:
For a lot of his life he has committed ,,, so much fraud. So much. All of it. Mail fraud tax fraud voter fraud healthcare fraud identity fraud. Even credit card fraud when credit cards came out in 1966. Frauding it up ever since he was a kid delivering newspapers and snooping in neighbor's mail.
Eventually his fraudulent lifestyle catches up to him and lands him in prison when he suddenly became the inheritor of a minuscule fraction of Australium. And a certain group of individuals did not take too kindly to some rando getting his hands on the insanely precious resource. In order for the Australium to be ‘misplaced’, Brodie had to die. And die he did. Not long after being incarcerated, he was hanged for his many, many crimes. A bit of overkill, really, but it was apparently the only way. Plus a lot of the guards and inmates kept finding themselves in varying degrees of debt so two birds one stone. Miss Pauling herself attends the hanging to make sure Brodie does die and sure enough he is pronounced dead. As dead as it gets.
Well. Mostly.
As his soul prepares for judgment in hell, Brodie decides “I am absolutely not ready to be dead yet.” Soo he convinces Satan “hey you guys got the wrong guy. I’m blah blah blah, here’s my ID and credentials n whatnot. Here’s who you’re actually looking for” (a lie obviously) but Satan’s like “Oh shit. Um wow- this, like, never happens. Lemme…fix that real quick.” (This is intentionally left vague and about how much hell tell ya about it with changing details each time)
Back in his body, Brodie sits up, completely nakey, save for the body blanket, and startles Miss Pauling who instinctively has a gun to his face. Quickly thinking, Brodie strikes a deal; “Hey hey! Don't Shoot. Uh, listen. Technically, I was pronounced dead. Obviously you can keep whatever I was supposed to inherit, I won't even give it another thought but just lemme go - please?” Sure enough, Miss P agrees, except now Brodie has to…start over again. Which isn’t a big *deal*, but it’ll take him a minute to get back on his feet since his last identity is supposed to be cold turkey.
Though, this gives Miss P an idea. “Hey, do you want a job?”
So he’s back, babyyy.
Brodie is a new man (who legally doesn't exist) and is recruited by Mann Co to be the teams smuggler mailman and a merc when violence is needed!! Someones gotta deliver the mercs all their niche needs and all that, ya know? Someone who ain't afraid to get their hands dirty or have fingerprints or the same teeth they did before or leave any paper trail! Someone who isn't afraid to break into the next city over's local zoo and get some baboon uteri and hearts for medic, or do a 24 hr trip to Australia for Saxton hale pain tonic for sniper (so they avoid import fees), wine for spy, copious amounts of Tom jones merch for scout, crates upon very weighty crates of ammo for Heavy, etc etc. Even just snacks from each mercs country (that Courier def sneaks bites from but dont tell anyone shhhh). Or just the pizza the mercs ordered in town.
Need something delivered? Brodie is your Courier!
(He has to as his contract states, lest he break it and is 'super killed'. No its not explained what that means but Brodie don't intend to find out.)
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He's a bit of a goofy guy. Quick witted when it comes to fraud but would ask Alexa what 4 x 12 is. He is practically addicted to committing petty crimes and scams and changing people's legal last names to something like "Scrotum". He's very *very* nosy and will read the merc's mail before he even gets it to them. He's got gossip to share. He loves snacks and has an awful diet consisting of gas station foods. Caffeinated soda and donuts are go-to's, especially on the road. His fav mode of transportation is on his motorcycle.
In prison, he got a tatto-a tramp stamp of the Yankee's logo but it is backwards and upside down. His reasoning is “I can only see it in a mirror! So when I look at it thru the mirror it’ll be right way up and all that ya know” but it is still wrong. That might help explain who he is a little lmao.
Brodie is very greedy, petty, nosy, a bit loud and a bit doofy. But he's very hardworking, stubborn and loyal to those he cares for.
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brodie uhhh okok
- you already know the ear piercings story
- i think that his formal wear gets him flack really often because he knows how to tie a tie but . well . things tight on neck . he does not button up the top button
- yeah i gave him black hair and brown eyes moving on .
- (okay i think his hair would probably also get sun bleached to a dark brown but is less severe because of the hat)
- au did i forget to give his hat aggressive scratches . it is violently banged up though (scratches, dents, all sorts of rocks and dirt trapped in said scratches) . i think of him as someone who holds on to certain things more out of sentimentality
- oh yeah he has dimples :)
- anyways i think his running all the time is going to be absolute hell on his knees when he gets older . give your brodie a knee brace today yes you have to wear them stop cutting holes into them brodie your knees are not supposed to be out stop that
- i actually think he would have a lot of moles from being out a lot ,,
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