[jayus]

*U* the flower assassin mercenary
Hex codes;;

➡ #998E7C
➡ #7B7366
➡ #676056
➡ #E6D6B5
➡ #85D3C6

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But while he was seeking with thimbles and care,
...A Bandersnatch swiftly drew nigh
And grabbed at the Banker, who shrieked in despair,
...For he knew it was useless to fly.

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name; bandersnatch.
nicknames; bander, band, tatch.
gender; male.
pronouns; he/him.
sexuality; pansexual demiromantic.
age; unknown.
birthday; july 27.
nationality; turkish birth, immigrated to france, learned english in france. has an interesting blend of accents. since he is trilingual, he does tend to mix up words, and sometimes doesn't realize it.
zodiac and how well he aligns; leo; he aligns quite well with the stereotypes of the sign.
body type; moderately tall, about 6'0". stocky, well built, toned and slightly prominent muscles from years of exercise without focusing on bodybuilding.
face [human]; the type of guy to maybe grow facial hair but not always. thicker eyebrows, sort of intimidating, but dashing when he wants to be. rather prominent cheekbones, sort of prominent nose.
blood type; AB-.

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He offered large discount—he offered a cheque
...(Drawn "to bearer") for seven-pounds-ten:
But the Bandersnatch merely extended its neck
...And grabbed at the Banker again.

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an immigration; the woman stared down at the child. the child stared back. judgment was clear in the eyes of both--the woman judging the child for being clearly out of place in the pristine lands, and the child judging the woman for being so shallow as to judge him. derya altan was the proper name for this child; he had no last name, no date of birth. the one given to him was the day he and the stragglers of his remaining family had showed up in immigration. July 27. his day of freedom.
hayatı yaşa.
illiterate child, loved by quite a few. he had been shoved into a care system, passed around between a few foster parents. he managed to get quite lucky in the draw each time, landing in a home that cared for him well. he was coerced into going to school. at first, he was incredibly excited to be learning so many things. he was young enough that he was able to pick french up easily. but when it came to learning english, he balked. this was different, and he wasn't quite fond of it. his teacher finally managed to get him interested in poetry--that was where he first found the name 'bandersnatch'. it stuck in the back of his mind over the years, just stuck in the back.
vivre la vie.
about the age of twenty one, when young men were expected to become the face of the future, the young atlan found himself in quite a quandary. nobody would hire him. he was getting nowhere. he couldn't just bum around forever, and he refused to let himself stoop to drugs or anything like that. salvation presented itself in the face of a plumerian named kassia. she offered him a job--but the only downside was that it was a little bit dark. kassia's front was that she sold weapons; atlan was to change his name like the rest of his coworkers had, and sell flowers. when asked for a specific bundle of flowers (the cinayet çiçek as he called it), he would give it to them. the special bouquet would often leave the recipient in the hospital with respiratory problems. it was never anything permanent, and couldn't really be traced back to bandersnatch. it made a decent living (and besides which, he actually ended up really liking working with flowers).
live life to the fullest.
eventually bandersnatch moved to america, where the company operated. they honestly seemed a disbanded bunch, but they were the best family that bander could have at his back when he was a young adult. even though bandersnatch thought of himself as a low-key assassin, his identity remained protected and safe.
he was happy.

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Without rest or pause—while those frumious jaws
...Went savagely snapping around—
He skipped and he hopped, and he floundered and flopped,
...Till fainting he fell to the ground.

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daily; in general, bander is eager and willing to please. his help is always given with humorous remarks, sly jokes often incorporating all three of his languages. his front is always friendly--mostly because very few like to give him trust. why they can't just accept a simple florist, he doesn't know. but he's learned to accept it, and work to earn trust. he's often willing to let arguments slide so as to avoid confrontation and tarnishing his reputation.

business; when he needs to be, tatch can become quite stern and unbending. the cost of his murder bouquets is nonnegotiable, and when he needs to protect his life, he becomes all business. often, he's had to don a ski mask and dark clothing, evacuating on an emergency vacation in the middle of the night. he's just got the advantage of a "business mode" switch, able to keep his emotions under control. it's quite beneficial to his survival.

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The Bandersnatch fled as the others appeared
...Led on by that fear-stricken yell:
And the Bellman remarked "It is just as I feared!"
...And solemnly tolled on his bell.

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