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Hetzjagd: Gennifer Brassee

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Sorry for the reupload. /o\ I fucking deleted the wrong thing Cockssss
OH HO HO ANIMATED REF, TAKE THAT COPY PASTE. I love Gen, he's so ridiculous. ;u;
Twin brother
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Name: Gennifer Brassee (Keeps that a well hidden secret and only answers to Gen [Jen])

Age: 19

Height: 5’8”

Gender: Male

Weapons(and Description): Gen’s main weapon is a sword resembling a fencing saber, being light and sharp he can easily slice through things using more speed than strength. His second weapon is a gun crafted by Della of Ver and Lissy of Fehulach which has a protection rune crafted into it. The gun was the first of its kind. His ID bracelet also has a Protection Rune, Healing Rune and one for minimizing damage for getting shot by friendly fire also done by Lissy.

Department: Alichino

Background: Gen’s childhood was very sheltered. He spent every waking (and non) with his twin brother Gin. By the time the two were finally allowed into school, Gen had trouble expressing himself. Finding it hard, he did learn to do it by being insulting and mean. It helped him keep a good distance from other people who tended to lean toward Gin’s quieter and more gentle demeanor.

His family was very well off and moved several times. He was born in California and is where he spent most of his childhood, throughout elementary school. Middle school he moved to Florida, and High School he finished out in New York. They also own a condo in Japan and a nice mansion in France. Though they usually only visited during the summer when the boys were out of school. Gen was very active as a child and participated in many gym activities but seemed most attached to track and continued it all the way to his graduation, being his high school’s track star.

Wanting a life of action and adventure he went to Hetzjagd and applied for Alichino since he didn’t want to continue his education.

Other:
Gen was named after the woman who introduced his mother into porn, and also introduced Ken and Lacy. She was a very close friend of the family and having thought the twins were going to be a fraternal boy and girl, the name was chosen. Lacy would’ve felt too bad changing it on her dear friend and no longer naming a child after her, so they made it a little manlier with a ‘G’.

The second born twin.

Wears contacts instead of his glasses on missions.

Faints if his blood pressure gets to high from stress or anger. A good precursor is when he starts yelling, his words start to run together and his pitch gets higher and he starts sounding like a girl. If he starts to wobble usually it’s a good sign he’s too far past gone and is about to keel over.

Extremelyyyyy homophobic. Like, comes near to gay bashing. Part of it was his father constantly yelling about how the gays ruined sex by spreading AIDs everywhere. (Don’t confuse my character’s ignorance for mine, please.) Gen is actually more fearful though of the idea of a homosexual relationship though than he is angry about it.

Two piercings. *awkward couch*

He is a complete and total light weight when it comes to alcohol. He’s not as bad as his mom but it doesn’t take much to tip him into plastered. He tends to be very calm and wants to cuddle everyone and considers them his pillow. When sober he has no recollection what-so-ever.

Has a very big sweet tooth.

Speaks French as well as he does English, and knows some Japanese.

Gen absolutely loves adrenaline rushes, though he doesn't feel the same kick as he does in close range combat. He constantly wants to be in it, fighting.

RPE (Role Playing Example of your character meeting their department head):
Gen was excited. He was past excited. He didn’t care if he had no clue who these people were. He was going to be a member of Alichino! A hunter! “Gin! Come onnnn.” He whined and tugged on his brother’s sleeve.

“I’m coming~!” Gin laughed knocking his forehead with Gen’s and heading out to their motorcycle. Things had changed so much since they had bought a house together, they were closer than ever. Gen sped the whole way down the Buffalo streets desperate to reach the large building of Hetzjagd. “Ffft! Gen slow it a bit! You’re gonna kill us!” the elder of the two shouted. Gen couldn’t even release the gas, the closer they got, the harder he squeezed the handle.

Barely arriving in one piece Gen raced up the steps, Gin being dragged behind. People stared in the lobby, but Gen didn’t care. Today would be the best day of his life. “Gen chill it!” Gin warned as Gen skied into the elevator slamming into the back wall.

“Hit four! Hit it! Come on!” Gen exclaimed. Gin shook his head jabbing the button but decided there was nothing that would stop Gen from his wild rampage. No sooner had the doors opened the two were off again. Gen looked excitedly around the room pacing. He hadn’t expected such a laid back environment. He expected simulators and weapons galore.

“Gin Brassee!” a voice shouted from the office hidden by the back wall. The twins looked at one another solemnly, seriously. They were actually going to be separated, for the first time. Ever. For a job interview of all things. Gin headed to the back disappearing from view.

Gen wandered around the room again, there had to be more to it than- “Oh shittttt, video games.” He grinned snagging the console. After a short round Gen wandered down the hall and wandered back. Loss began to take over him without Gin there. Maybe this’d be harder than they thought. Especially if they had different shifts.

“Gen Brassee!” The voice echoed again. He hadn’t even seen his brother depart, was in still in there? Gen raced in nearly slamming into the buff Alichino head. Luck held the boy out in front of him. No wonder their applications were so a-like, the two were completely identical twins. “Take a seat kid.” Luck told him kicking the chair in front of his desk before grabbing his mug and sitting down. “There anything special I should know about you, or are you a complete tool?”

Gen was shocked. He’d never met someone so blunt. Even when his mother’s friends came over they had more tact, and they were freaking porn stars. Gen slowly took his seat, “Ah, I’m sure Gin said everything I would have said.” He laughed nervously crossing his arms.

“Tell me yourself.” Luck told him, not looking too impressed; maybe he was a dud too.

“I-I can do that.” Gen answered quickly. No way was he blowing this. Alichino was all he could do. Gin must have made it in if he was being this hard on him. God dammit, Gin always got everything. “I used to do track and I continue to daily. I’m fast enough to set plenty of records. Speaking of records, I set one on you FPS out there. I have used firearms before too, and I can hit seven of ten targets. My grades were good and I know how to study. I can do anything you need me to. I belong here.” Gen exclaimed.

Luck smirked. Wow, he hadn’t seen that coming. The other nearly pissed himself when he told him to tell him about himself, and he’d asked quite a bit nicer. “Welcome to Alichino, kid.” Luck told him patting his desk before standing.

“Thank you si-“

“Luck. Not sir. Luck. Just Luck.” He warned him. God forbid if he got out that whole word he’d have smacked the kid right there.

“Luck.” Gen finished smiling. He darted out unsure of where Gin could be. He had to ask him how he got in. Maybe he should have asked about uniforms. Gen waited several minutes after knocking, but couldn’t hold it in any longer. He had to go see Gin. “Luck, I forgot to ask-“

The Alichino head was lip locked with a boy a bit older than Gen from Ver. He snuggled into Luck’s chest shyly looking at Gen, not having expected getting caught sneaking around departments and doing such questionable things with one of the main leaders of the organization. Luck cleared his throat trying to save face. “Yea kid?” He asked quickly.

“FFFT, OHHHHH MY GOD. YOU’RE A FUCKING HOMO? YOU’RE A GODDAMNHOMOSEXUAL. OH MY FUCKINGGODTHISISSUCHUTTERBULLSHIT.” Gen could feel something creeping up his spine into the back of his skull as he continued to shout slander at his new boss. The light began to hurt his eyes as he held his head, still going. He was going to give him a fucking piece of his mind.

Before Luck could even yell back Gen was on the ground in two seconds flat. It was the second fainter today. “Well, he didn’t mention that…” Luck muttered.
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