BJBB: Lockett [Diamonds]

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+Name: unknown

+Codename: Lockett 241 (according to the file pulled from the facility where he was found)

+Age: Approximately 21 yrs. old

+Breed: Havana

+Height: 188 cm (6'2")

+Weight: 66 kg (145 lbs.)

+Profession: Hitman / Spy

+Rank Level: D-Red

+Card Type and Number: King of Diamonds

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+Weapons/items of choice:

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Main weapon: A pair of Heckler & Koch USP Match (Hitman)

Lockett's USPs are a pair of 9mm semi-automatic pistols that use 9×19mm Parabellum cartridges. Both guns are equipped with flared magazine wells called JetFunnels with corresponding 18-round magazines each. Lockett originally had only one handgun but managed to grab another USP with custom-made ambi-slide release from a left handed POSRA officer during a shootout. Lockett wears a self-made holster and custom mag holders for quicker reloading of both handguns.

Sub weapon: Poisoned Daggers, Darts, Shurikens (Spy)

Despite his background, Lockett is surprisingly an expert in taijutsu, shurikenjutsu and intonjutsu. He makes use of poisoned daggers as extensions of his limbs in critical situations during close combat to easily overpower the enemy. He throws poisoned darts and shurikens when he runs out of other options and couldn't afford to use hand-to-hand combat.

Personal Item: "Lockett 241" mask

It looks like a simple, black colored mask but the item is actually a voice activated gadget. It has an artificial intelligence that uses a sexy female voice to convey audible messages. It also has built-in camera, GPS, sonar, motion detector, infrared detector, night vision, telescope, internet and radio police scanner, and BJBB satellite uplink. The item is virtually in sync with Lockett's brainwaves that he only has to think what he needs it to do. He uses this item in all his missions, both as an assassin and a spy. Lockett is the only user it recognizes. He only has to say his codename to turn it on and off.

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+Personality:

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Lockett is a sweet, pervy, high-spirited, vigorous, carefree, and foolishly naive bunny. He usually doesn't realize his jokes to be corny until it's too late and he already embarrassed himself. He rarely gets angry or appears serious, making others think everything is a joke to him. Lockett is not afraid to show off his body no matter who is looking at him at any given moment. He is the type who will randomly lick you and kiss you whether you are male or female, and will not apologize about it. He has no respect for personal spaces and will just give you a bear hug anytime he pleases. And considering Lockett is very tall, anyone he clings to will definitely suffer broken bones if not comatose.

Despite the happy facade, Lockett is actually serious and sentimental deep down. His face easily shows this, especially when Morgue is around or whenever he is alone. He likes to pretend that he's a gentleman without realizing that he actually is! He hopes to overcome his amnesia but never lets it get the better of him. When off-duty, Lockett dedicates his extra time to other, according to him, more "productive" things like daydreaming about girls, watching girls undress, cooking, stargazing, sleeping, listening to POSRA scanners, and trying his best to memorize routes around Pearson City but still failing at it. He wouldn't admit to this last part of course! (235 words)

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+History:

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Pre-BJBB >> fav.me/d87lv4g

Arc 1

Despite being in the brigade for as long as he could remember, Lockett still felt left out most of the time.  He felt like an outcast among outcasts.  Nevertheless, Lockett did his best to cope and to impress higher ranking brigadiers by taking on any task they gave him.  He even ran errands for almost anyone who asks, like mopping floors, serving coffee and cooking meals.  In one of his nightly rounds, he encountered a group of four young rabbits who broke in into a jewelry shop just as he was about to.  Lockett then challenged the kids over the loot so he could give something to his dream girl, Morgue.  He won of course but not after being stirred enough to adopt the quartet as his little gang of misfits outside the brigade.  Eventually, he told a Trump named Lea about the kids and the latter agreed to let them into the group under probation.  Months turned into years and the four got acclimated into the brigade.  Lockett found his own little niche among them, becoming the older brother they never had.

As days went on in Pearson City, Lockett went about with his training under Aexael's tutelage and the watchful eyes of the Trumps.  He learned a great deal about navigating the streets, scouting for escape routes, tactical strategies and weapons handling.  Unfortunately, the training did not do anything much when the POSRA hacked into the brigade's computer system.  Lockett got trapped in the HQ and obtained a significant injury on his left leg while trying to get out.  He was ultimately distraught after learning of Morgue's capture that the four brothers had to restrain and beat him to a pulp just to make sure he stayed alive and safe.  Lockett succeeded in escaping the facility after that though.

Although he was able to rescue Morgue when the Spades were to be executed, he secretly blamed himself for failing to save the pink-rabbit's cellmate and for witnessing her emotional struggle because of her cellmate's death.  Lockett's confidence began spiraling down, too, after a series of failed missions assigned to teams which included him.  He started to question his own abilities both as an aspiring leader and as a group member, so much so that he began to subtly refuse missions that require teaming up with others.  Knowing about his possibly-planted-undercover-agent status, the Trumps refused to let Lockett do missions on his own so they ordered him to stay put until another team gets set up. (417 words)



Hey sweetheart, wanna play? I'll be your bun bun!



+References from me: treseanarchy.deviantart.com/ga…


+References from others: treseanarchy.deviantart.com/ga…


+Others:

- Is ambidextrous and a top shot
- Is allergic to strawberries
- Born May 1 but usually forgets to celebrate his birthday
- Has no sense of direction... needs his hi-tech mask to navigate for him
- An excellent cook, the kitchen is his territory
- Loves Sunday, cuddling, money $_$, pron, girls, cute animals, coffee, fireworks
- Likes winter and cold weather
- Hates hot weather but loves summer because of the beach parties
- Doesn't care that Sunday ignores his advances as long as he can be with her
- Has a notch on his right ear
- Has right blue eye and left green eye but uses green contacts for both
- Has burnt orange hair but dyes it purple to match his bunny ears and tail color
- Has scar horizontally across his nose
- Has circular tattoos on both shoulders
- Exhibits a more sinister personality whenever he wears his battle uniform
- Card Suit is worn as a crown and a diamond by a black bunny skull logo on his hoodie jacket, written on the back of his khaki shirt as KING ♦ and written as K ♦ on the left chest of his uniform

- Relationship, sort of (...it's kinda one sided)

RP Style and Where:
We can rp through comments, notes, and art (comics, etc.). I don't use skype/ym/twitter coz I'm already busy managing this account alone. If you decide to do a comic strip or a scene, please keep Lockett in character and don't kill him (wounding / hurting is free though).


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