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Character NAME: James Bond
Canon & MEDIUM: Book and film series. This incarnation of Bond will mostly be from the latest two films, but also use book canon to fill in the blanks. Canon PULL-POINT: Some time after Quantum of Solace
Character AGE: 40
Character ABILITIES: Although having no powers, James is blessed with an array of abilities and skills that make him quite the action hero. With high physical endurance, strength and stamina, along with the skill to expertly handle most weaponry he gets near, Bond is a worthy foe to face up against, even if he is merely human. Even when Bond isn't smashing faces in, his talent for breaking and entering, stealth, cunning, fluency in multiple languages and a habit of getting himself out of any situation with a bucket load of charm makes him a brilliant spy overall.
Character HISTORY: Movie plots can be found on wiki here and here, or for a less mature version, read on…
For all intents and purposes, many would assume James Bond to be a well-educated man of money, a womaniser, a smooth talker and possibly even an occasional gentleman, born of a Scottish father and Swiss mother, and a traveller of the world. But life hasn't always been quite so kind to him.
The biggest event in his life happened during his childhood, when at only eleven years old, both his parents were killed in a mountain climbing accident in the South East of France, leaving Bond orphaned. Previously he was educated in Switzerland and Germany, though after his parents death, he was to live with his aunt (who he later lost during his late-teens) in a small English village where he continued his education from home for some time, privately tutored by her. He was later briefly sent to Eton College, a boarding school near Windsor, but after constant curfew violations and 'trouble' with one of the maids, he was promptly expelled. Not long after, he was sent to Fettes college in Edinburgh, where he excelled in both educational and athletic involvements. James even took up boxing for the school, as well as forming a school league for judo.
At the age of seventeen, he joined the Navy, once again excelling in his training though stumbling upon some trouble due to his unconventional methods and his approach to his superiors. Though he started his early service as an intelligence officer, he soon moved on to the Special Forces Unit, besting his colleagues with his techniques and sailing through assignments with little difficulty while climbing the rank structure. After more than proving himself, James was rewarded the rank of Commander and recruited by the RNR Defence Intelligence Group, where he was to aid in gathering intelligence.
By the time he was in the MI6 and only thirty years old, Bond was known to be more than capable of performing any task, though rather less capable of strictly following orders despite his military background. His need to push himself had him rising to the challenge of becoming a 00, and that's where his real story begins.
After being given 00 status at the age of 36, James' first assignment seems simple enough: find an international bomb-maker within Madagascar. Simple, unfortunately, doesn't seem to appear all too often in James' life and instead of apprehending, Bond gets ahead of himself and ends up chasing and killing his target, though taking his phone in the process. The phone holds the clues he needs to pursue and, without M's permission, he continues his assignment to his next lead in the Bahama's where he uncovers a totally evil scheme to blow up a new prototype airliner. Naturally Bond thwarts such plans, thus resulting in making one man, Le Chiffre, lose a hell of a lot of money (that wasn't his to lose) after betting against the airliners stocks.
Suspicious, ey?
After Bond's success, M decides to allow him on the next step of the mission, following through with chasing down this Le Chiffre bloke and offering him protection in exchange for everything he knows about the organisation he works for. All achieved with… A POKER GAME. All Bond has to do is win this poker game that Le Chiffre has set up in attempt to regain his funds, and then all will be right with the world.
So off Bond goes to Montenegro, meeting up with one of MI6's very own accountants that's sent to keep an eye on Bond and his funds. James resignation at her presence diminishes all too quickly after laying eyes on her, and soon he and Vesper form a love/hate partnership. But mostly hate/hate as far as Vesper is concerned. They also meet Rene Mathis, who has Bond's back like a real brother from another mother.
Poker starts and after being far too smug for his own good, Bond loses all his stake and Vesper, still hating his guts, refuses to give him the buy-in money. Thankfully, Felix Leiter, a CIA agent also in the game, gives Bond the money he needs and James slips back to the table as smug as ever. After more drama of fighting and poisoning, James eventually beats all odds and manages to win the game on the most ridic and unlikely hand ever known to man. That's how he rolls.
Sadly, this seems to piss off the loser, Le Chiffre, who lures Bond into a trap with the typical damsel in distress act of 'kidnapping' Vesper. Bond chases, flips his car and rolls it a record breaking amount of times without managing to have the airbag deploy. Bond doesn't need safety to survive. Barely conscious, he's dragged to some remote area and tortured in an attempt to acquire his winnings from the poker game, but even with his most prized family jewels in jeopardy, James holds true to his stubbornness and refuses, almost losing Bond Jr in the process, though having a lucky escape after Le Chiffre is assassinated by a superior villain half way through the torture.
Bond recovers at a fancy hospital, Vesper keeping him company the whole time and apparently warming to his constant smug arrogance. The two fall in looooove~ and decide to prance away hand in hand into the sun set. Lots of lovey dovey stuff follows, Bond quits the service and they end up sailing around in a yacht in Venice, while blaming Mathis for the whole torture ordeal and getting him interrogated. While in Venice James finds out Vesper has been a backstabbing bitch all along and steals his money. Pissed at being pwned by a woman, he chases her where she meets some other dudes and lots of gun-fighting goes down. Vesper locks herself inside an elevator of a collapsing building and despite Bond's attempts to rescue her, she drowns. To death. Bond cries. It's very moving.
After a monosyllabic phone discussion with his mother-- I mean M, James rejoins the service, bitter and twisted though learning that Vesper killed herself to save him. She even leaves him a clue to the next step up in the evil organisations ladder.
Following said clue, Bond shoots a guy in the knee smugly quotes his famous 'The name's Bond. James Bond.' stuffs the guy in the boot of his fancy car and then drives off, perused by lots of guys shooting at him from cars. Not that James struggles with that, and after disposing of them, he drives his captor to M where they proceed to interrogate him in a totally threatening fashion. Sadly, M's personal bodyguard turns out to be working for their captor and allows him to escape with plenty of shooting. Bond chases down this double agent and, unsurprisingly, kills him. There's a theme going on here.
After a lead concerning tagged banknotes and still wanting revenge for Vespers death, Bond heads to Haiti and… wait for it… kills the lead.
Taking on the role of said lead, Bond meets up with a female called Camille and realises he (as the lead) was sent to kill her. Surprisingly, he doesn't kill her, and instead lets her escape. Probably something to do with her being an attractive woman with boobs. He follows her and gets his first sighting of a man named Dominic Greene, who's obviously very evil because he's French. Stuff happens and Bond ends up 'rescuing' Camille, despite her not needing it, and escaping from more gun fights.
Bond tracks Dominic to an opera, mostly just giving him an excuse to strut in a tux. There he finds out there's a secret meeting going on with this evil organisation named Quantum, who are so evil that they talk in a theatre. More chasing and gun fights and killing where Greene escapes and Bond is told off by M more. Pissed off with his constant path of destruction and his possible murder of a British bodyguard to an important bloke, M revokes Bond's passports and credit cards, making it difficult for him to travel.
Not giving up, Bond finds Mathis (who has since been pronounced innocent and was given a nice villa as compensation) and asks for his help. Being total bffls, all past problems are forgotten and the two of them strike out after Greene like total awesome GQMFs.
They end up in Bolivia to attend one of Greene's parties, where Bond is yet again the reason for a females death and the death of his close friend, Mathis. There's more sadness but he gets over it, determined to follow Greene into the desert with Camille at his side. On their journey they discover numerous sinkholes that have been dammed and realise Greene is taking control of the water. How very eeeeviiiilll.
The chase ends at a hotel, where Bond yet again kills lots of people, destroys an entire hotel and consequently captures Greene, leaving him out in the middle of the desert to die.
To finish off, Bond heads to Russia to find Vespers old boyfriend, only to uncover that he's a total a-hole who preys on women in secret services. Having apparently grown in maturity or something, James restrains himself from killing the guy and instead allows him to be interrogated properly by the MI6. M's happy with this and gives him verbal cuddles.
After all this excitement, James is left to go back to his usual life when not on exciting spy missions, which mostly involves being a higher ranked civil servant, who, for much of the year, sits around in his office, flirts with his secretaries and does lots of reading and approving memos while keeping up his skills with gun practice and hand to hand combat. This is where he'll be arriving from, with the possibility of a canon update after the new film is released in several months time.
Character PERSONALITY: Since the loss of his parents at a young age, plus the death of his guardian in his teens and the disappearance of his second father figure, James Bond has tended to steer clear of any and all commitments, be they friendships or relationships. His abandonment issues lead to him displaying no interest in the concept of a long-lasting relationship and the idea of love, while his friendships tend to never last, or be somewhat irregular. He's a lone wolf, if you'll forgive the phrase, far more attracted to solitary approaches, even in the form of hobbies, of which he has many, including climbing despite his family tragedy. When given the option, James would gladly choose minimal to no company, yet he carries himself with such a casual ease and high level of self-assurance that interacting with people comes across as comfortable, often attracting many with his charming attitude and confidence, even if he doesn't purposefully seek out companionship. Unless, of course, it's for sexual activity.
In fact, unless sex is on the cards, any other sort of company is barely registered, let alone welcomed, and ridding himself of people comes equally easily due to the fact he's a total arsehole. Although some of this earlier canon tends to gloss over the fact, James is a complete dick for about 90% of the time thanks to his self-absorption. He tends to see people more as having their uses for his ultimate goal, rather than as human beings. Women tend to be sex-objects or annoyances, while men tend to be occasionally useful or to get the fuck out of his way. Having depended on himself for so long has made James far too psychologically introverted, relying and gaining inspiration almost solely from himself and having little interest in the views of others. When teamed up with partners, Bond tends to be a total pain in the arse and does everything his own way no matter what the agreements happen to be. There is, of course, the rare occasion that he grows to trust someone enough to allow them their own opinion, as can be seen with people such as M, Felix, Mathis and Camille, by which point he's as loyal as any dog and will risk his life for their safety.
As for relationships, they tend to be few and far between with James and the ones he keeps are generally strained or complicated. His approach to women is old fashioned and considered misogynistic at times, though his sexism isn't quite as extensive as some assume. Despite his constant womanising and apparent disregard for women in general, James' superior and to some extent parental figure, M, is not only female, but someone Bond looks up to and respects, even if with an obvious resentment at times. His casual, self-indulgent attitude often puts him in trouble with his superiors, as he not only fails to follow direct orders that differ from his own ideas, but he also finds amusement in pushing the boundaries of rank and structure, even if his attempts at rebelling are often subtle. Even his one serious relationship with Vesper displays his ability to regard women (and others) in an equal light rather than an air of superiority and proves that he's easily pussy whipped. Oooh yeah. However, Vesper's death affected him greatly and made him a more stubborn and bitter man because of it, taking the death as a personal failure. After such a blow to his ego and libido, Bond even manages to approach some women without the need for sex and proves such when he encounters Camille, immediately forming a somewhat professional relationship and never actually sleeping with her. Amazing, innit?
Despite encountering death from an early age, he doesn't pretend to have much interest in it, refusing to put any fear into the idea of death and all too often endangering his own life for the sake of risk-taking. Bond likes to push himself, mentally and physically, and isn't happy unless he's being exceptionally challenged or is at a high risk. He strives off chaos and lives for constant change, aiming to keep his heart racing and his adrenaline pumping. In fact, without those factors, he tends to lead himself into boredom and depression, as is so often the case after his missions are complete and he's faced with the drudgery of months on end of desk work and routine. He needs something to focus on at all times, and enjoys seeking and setting goals that he can approach and achieve without letting his emotions get in the way.
For those that get to know him for more than just his easy approach and dry wit will no doubt find him to have a fairly developed sense of humour, of which he tends to use for most situations to cover for any insecurities or uncomfortable moments. His humour is typically British, full of sarcasm and deprecation for himself and others, occasionally causing offence but, for the most part, just being a total annoyance. As a real life troll, James has a habit of saying and doing things just because he can, frequently hoping to get a rise out of people because pissing people off is far more entertaining than a civil conversation. It's not at all unexpected for James to come out with something derogatory just because, although his aim for reactions are often to aid him in picking through the liars. Much like professionals who read expressions and reactions, James often says and does things for a similar purpose, however odd his actions may come across. If he succeeds in his work, Bond doesn't care how others portray him, in fact, most people who meet James will have varying opinions on him, ranging from a lovely bloke to a complete bastard. Even the secret service psychologists have varying views on him, at least one of them having classed him as a bordering sociopath for his complete disregard for social norms.
On the rare occasions that James is at a loss for words, he can have quite the opposite reaction from his usual jovial behaviour, instead withdrawing from the outer world and watching it from within a cynical and unimpressed bubble, making him unwilling to co-operate and become exceptionally stubborn. In fact, to many, his attitude at this stage comes across as extremely childish, more like a sulking teen who can't have his own way than a responsible adult. Under all that pouting is, however, a calculating mind that tends to work overtime when things aren't going his way and has always managed to pull him out of a tight spot. He's still alive today thanks to that intelligence of his, and while on the outside he may just look like a beefcake, James is blessed with a high IQ that only feeds into his knowledge that he's pretty darn amazing. In fact, his looks tend to help him in more ways than one, frequently being underestimated in his line of work, which plays to his advantage.
Still, despite all his faults, his failings, and his habit of coming across as a total bastard, James Bond is loyal through and through to not only Queen and Country, but also those close to him, fighting the good fight while being a devilishly handsome rogue. What's not to love about UKs pop culture icon?
» EXSILIUM INFORMATION
Chosen WEAPON: Walther PPK with a silencer attachment and plenty of room for development in fire rate, distance, stopping power etc! Also as a non-evolutionary weapon, Bond will also have a bowie knife kept hidden on him at all times.
Chosen SKILLSET: A through and through fighter, both with hand to hand and distance. Although also capable of stealth missions and the more subtle in and out sort of stuff that comes from spy work. Just don't expect him to get involved in politics.
» SAMPLES
First PERSON: [audio]
[The sounds of outside filter through the network, distant with little to be heard beyond the faint rustle of the wind, but there nonetheless. A distinctive clink-fwoosh of a lighter disrupts anything further, followed by the slow crackle of burning paper and tobacco and a satisfied inhale and steady exhale. When he finally speaks, it's with a tone that lacks interest.]
Well, isn't this quaint. Doubt I would have believed it were I not seeing it with my own eyes. At least the woman greeting me was persuasive enough. [You can practically hear the dirty little smirk.]
Even so, I'm not quite sure how I feel out of my home and sent on my merry way towards college kid dorm rooms. Or rather, I'm perfectly aware of how I feel about it, just the words I'm looking for aren't for public ears.
Still. Judging by the archives on this thing, there's plenty of you about who know this world, so come on, share your wisdom with an outsider, would you? One can never know too much.
[A pause as he inhales another lungful of smoke, eventually adding with a thoughtful exhale:] Oh, and don't patronise me with the basics. I'm curious, not stupid.
Third PERSON: (Not from in-game setting. If this needs to be rectified, I can do so!)
The dogtags had gone the second he'd arrived in this place. The last thing he needed is something that could easily identify him. Something that could track him and pinpoint exactly where he'd be staying. Giving up free housing was a small sacrifice to pay for remaining untraceable. Besides... Bond didn't do basic accommodation, not when he could do so much better, and believe him, he has his methods.
Admittedly this whole situation was surreal, he almost felt out of his depth, but this is precisely the sort of thing he lived for. This was him being pushed to his very limits and he loved it, whether he'd admit to that or not. There's absolutely no nostalgic thoughts that have him craving a return home, and any panic about being somewhere entirely new had been quelled the second he felt it rising. This is just like any other mission he's ever been sent to, new place, new people, new life, new Bond. He'd have to start all over, ease himself in slowly to a new lifestyle, but that's what he always does.
James is already doing some precise analysing of the city as he easily blends into the crowds on the streets, piercing gaze not missing a thing as he takes note of each building, each person, each car and each sound. He's only been outside a matter of minutes and somethings already caught his attention, and without a second thought he's casually ducking into a generic dark alleyway between two high-rise blocks. It's a typical sight around these parts, he assumes as he boredly spares a side-glance to an over-weight crook hiding away, bent over to rifle through the findings in his latest handbag and wallet snatches, fumbling through a genuine leather shoulder bag for anything of worth. Bond hasn't been spotted yet, of course he hasn't, the thief is far too engrossed in his current task to be paying attention.
It's why this is so easy for James, really. He moves swiftly but without effort, grabbing quickly at the crooks chubby wrist, disabling him for just a moment and allowing Bond to yank the male up to his feet, just in time for him to deliver one smooth, sharp backwards elbow to the bridge of the nose. The crook is out like a light within a matter of seconds, giving Bond free reign on searching through the bags and wallets, and of course- the crooks own wallet is now his too. He only takes what he needs, a nice stash of money and a few bank cards. He'll withdraw the money immediately, ditch the cards, and leave it at that. There's no sense of guilt at who he might be stealing from. He needs their money more.
Swift work has him in and out of that alley in under a minute, blending back in with the crowded street and working his way to the curb so he can wave down a cab. Local knowledge is just what he needs, and cabbies always know best. Next stop, a place to stay, no doubt some highly priced hotel where he can stow away and find a few rich, married women.
» ADDITIONAL NOTES
Seeing as Bond is who he is, I'm a-okay with fourth-walling.
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» CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character NAME: James Bond
Canon & MEDIUM: Book and film series. This incarnation of Bond will mostly be from the latest two films, but also use book canon to fill in the blanks. Canon PULL-POINT: Some time after Quantum of Solace
Character AGE: 40
Character ABILITIES: Although having no powers, James is blessed with an array of abilities and skills that make him quite the action hero. With high physical endurance, strength and stamina, along with the skill to expertly handle most weaponry he gets near, Bond is a worthy foe to face up against, even if he is merely human. Even when Bond isn't smashing faces in, his talent for breaking and entering, stealth, cunning, fluency in multiple languages and a habit of getting himself out of any situation with a bucket load of charm makes him a brilliant spy overall.
Character HISTORY: Movie plots can be found on wiki here and here, or for a less mature version, read on…
For all intents and purposes, many would assume James Bond to be a well-educated man of money, a womaniser, a smooth talker and possibly even an occasional gentleman, born of a Scottish father and Swiss mother, and a traveller of the world. But life hasn't always been quite so kind to him.
The biggest event in his life happened during his childhood, when at only eleven years old, both his parents were killed in a mountain climbing accident in the South East of France, leaving Bond orphaned. Previously he was educated in Switzerland and Germany, though after his parents death, he was to live with his aunt (who he later lost during his late-teens) in a small English village where he continued his education from home for some time, privately tutored by her. He was later briefly sent to Eton College, a boarding school near Windsor, but after constant curfew violations and 'trouble' with one of the maids, he was promptly expelled. Not long after, he was sent to Fettes college in Edinburgh, where he excelled in both educational and athletic involvements. James even took up boxing for the school, as well as forming a school league for judo.
At the age of seventeen, he joined the Navy, once again excelling in his training though stumbling upon some trouble due to his unconventional methods and his approach to his superiors. Though he started his early service as an intelligence officer, he soon moved on to the Special Forces Unit, besting his colleagues with his techniques and sailing through assignments with little difficulty while climbing the rank structure. After more than proving himself, James was rewarded the rank of Commander and recruited by the RNR Defence Intelligence Group, where he was to aid in gathering intelligence.
By the time he was in the MI6 and only thirty years old, Bond was known to be more than capable of performing any task, though rather less capable of strictly following orders despite his military background. His need to push himself had him rising to the challenge of becoming a 00, and that's where his real story begins.
After being given 00 status at the age of 36, James' first assignment seems simple enough: find an international bomb-maker within Madagascar. Simple, unfortunately, doesn't seem to appear all too often in James' life and instead of apprehending, Bond gets ahead of himself and ends up chasing and killing his target, though taking his phone in the process. The phone holds the clues he needs to pursue and, without M's permission, he continues his assignment to his next lead in the Bahama's where he uncovers a totally evil scheme to blow up a new prototype airliner. Naturally Bond thwarts such plans, thus resulting in making one man, Le Chiffre, lose a hell of a lot of money (that wasn't his to lose) after betting against the airliners stocks.
Suspicious, ey?
After Bond's success, M decides to allow him on the next step of the mission, following through with chasing down this Le Chiffre bloke and offering him protection in exchange for everything he knows about the organisation he works for. All achieved with… A POKER GAME. All Bond has to do is win this poker game that Le Chiffre has set up in attempt to regain his funds, and then all will be right with the world.
So off Bond goes to Montenegro, meeting up with one of MI6's very own accountants that's sent to keep an eye on Bond and his funds. James resignation at her presence diminishes all too quickly after laying eyes on her, and soon he and Vesper form a love/hate partnership. But mostly hate/hate as far as Vesper is concerned. They also meet Rene Mathis, who has Bond's back like a real brother from another mother.
Poker starts and after being far too smug for his own good, Bond loses all his stake and Vesper, still hating his guts, refuses to give him the buy-in money. Thankfully, Felix Leiter, a CIA agent also in the game, gives Bond the money he needs and James slips back to the table as smug as ever. After more drama of fighting and poisoning, James eventually beats all odds and manages to win the game on the most ridic and unlikely hand ever known to man. That's how he rolls.
Sadly, this seems to piss off the loser, Le Chiffre, who lures Bond into a trap with the typical damsel in distress act of 'kidnapping' Vesper. Bond chases, flips his car and rolls it a record breaking amount of times without managing to have the airbag deploy. Bond doesn't need safety to survive. Barely conscious, he's dragged to some remote area and tortured in an attempt to acquire his winnings from the poker game, but even with his most prized family jewels in jeopardy, James holds true to his stubbornness and refuses, almost losing Bond Jr in the process, though having a lucky escape after Le Chiffre is assassinated by a superior villain half way through the torture.
Bond recovers at a fancy hospital, Vesper keeping him company the whole time and apparently warming to his constant smug arrogance. The two fall in looooove~ and decide to prance away hand in hand into the sun set. Lots of lovey dovey stuff follows, Bond quits the service and they end up sailing around in a yacht in Venice, while blaming Mathis for the whole torture ordeal and getting him interrogated. While in Venice James finds out Vesper has been a backstabbing bitch all along and steals his money. Pissed at being pwned by a woman, he chases her where she meets some other dudes and lots of gun-fighting goes down. Vesper locks herself inside an elevator of a collapsing building and despite Bond's attempts to rescue her, she drowns. To death. Bond cries. It's very moving.
After a monosyllabic phone discussion with his mother-- I mean M, James rejoins the service, bitter and twisted though learning that Vesper killed herself to save him. She even leaves him a clue to the next step up in the evil organisations ladder.
Following said clue, Bond shoots a guy in the knee smugly quotes his famous 'The name's Bond. James Bond.' stuffs the guy in the boot of his fancy car and then drives off, perused by lots of guys shooting at him from cars. Not that James struggles with that, and after disposing of them, he drives his captor to M where they proceed to interrogate him in a totally threatening fashion. Sadly, M's personal bodyguard turns out to be working for their captor and allows him to escape with plenty of shooting. Bond chases down this double agent and, unsurprisingly, kills him. There's a theme going on here.
After a lead concerning tagged banknotes and still wanting revenge for Vespers death, Bond heads to Haiti and… wait for it… kills the lead.
Taking on the role of said lead, Bond meets up with a female called Camille and realises he (as the lead) was sent to kill her. Surprisingly, he doesn't kill her, and instead lets her escape. Probably something to do with her being an attractive woman with boobs. He follows her and gets his first sighting of a man named Dominic Greene, who's obviously very evil because he's French. Stuff happens and Bond ends up 'rescuing' Camille, despite her not needing it, and escaping from more gun fights.
Bond tracks Dominic to an opera, mostly just giving him an excuse to strut in a tux. There he finds out there's a secret meeting going on with this evil organisation named Quantum, who are so evil that they talk in a theatre. More chasing and gun fights and killing where Greene escapes and Bond is told off by M more. Pissed off with his constant path of destruction and his possible murder of a British bodyguard to an important bloke, M revokes Bond's passports and credit cards, making it difficult for him to travel.
Not giving up, Bond finds Mathis (who has since been pronounced innocent and was given a nice villa as compensation) and asks for his help. Being total bffls, all past problems are forgotten and the two of them strike out after Greene like total awesome GQMFs.
They end up in Bolivia to attend one of Greene's parties, where Bond is yet again the reason for a females death and the death of his close friend, Mathis. There's more sadness but he gets over it, determined to follow Greene into the desert with Camille at his side. On their journey they discover numerous sinkholes that have been dammed and realise Greene is taking control of the water. How very eeeeviiiilll.
The chase ends at a hotel, where Bond yet again kills lots of people, destroys an entire hotel and consequently captures Greene, leaving him out in the middle of the desert to die.
To finish off, Bond heads to Russia to find Vespers old boyfriend, only to uncover that he's a total a-hole who preys on women in secret services. Having apparently grown in maturity or something, James restrains himself from killing the guy and instead allows him to be interrogated properly by the MI6. M's happy with this and gives him verbal cuddles.
After all this excitement, James is left to go back to his usual life when not on exciting spy missions, which mostly involves being a higher ranked civil servant, who, for much of the year, sits around in his office, flirts with his secretaries and does lots of reading and approving memos while keeping up his skills with gun practice and hand to hand combat. This is where he'll be arriving from, with the possibility of a canon update after the new film is released in several months time.
Character PERSONALITY: Since the loss of his parents at a young age, plus the death of his guardian in his teens and the disappearance of his second father figure, James Bond has tended to steer clear of any and all commitments, be they friendships or relationships. His abandonment issues lead to him displaying no interest in the concept of a long-lasting relationship and the idea of love, while his friendships tend to never last, or be somewhat irregular. He's a lone wolf, if you'll forgive the phrase, far more attracted to solitary approaches, even in the form of hobbies, of which he has many, including climbing despite his family tragedy. When given the option, James would gladly choose minimal to no company, yet he carries himself with such a casual ease and high level of self-assurance that interacting with people comes across as comfortable, often attracting many with his charming attitude and confidence, even if he doesn't purposefully seek out companionship. Unless, of course, it's for sexual activity.
In fact, unless sex is on the cards, any other sort of company is barely registered, let alone welcomed, and ridding himself of people comes equally easily due to the fact he's a total arsehole. Although some of this earlier canon tends to gloss over the fact, James is a complete dick for about 90% of the time thanks to his self-absorption. He tends to see people more as having their uses for his ultimate goal, rather than as human beings. Women tend to be sex-objects or annoyances, while men tend to be occasionally useful or to get the fuck out of his way. Having depended on himself for so long has made James far too psychologically introverted, relying and gaining inspiration almost solely from himself and having little interest in the views of others. When teamed up with partners, Bond tends to be a total pain in the arse and does everything his own way no matter what the agreements happen to be. There is, of course, the rare occasion that he grows to trust someone enough to allow them their own opinion, as can be seen with people such as M, Felix, Mathis and Camille, by which point he's as loyal as any dog and will risk his life for their safety.
As for relationships, they tend to be few and far between with James and the ones he keeps are generally strained or complicated. His approach to women is old fashioned and considered misogynistic at times, though his sexism isn't quite as extensive as some assume. Despite his constant womanising and apparent disregard for women in general, James' superior and to some extent parental figure, M, is not only female, but someone Bond looks up to and respects, even if with an obvious resentment at times. His casual, self-indulgent attitude often puts him in trouble with his superiors, as he not only fails to follow direct orders that differ from his own ideas, but he also finds amusement in pushing the boundaries of rank and structure, even if his attempts at rebelling are often subtle. Even his one serious relationship with Vesper displays his ability to regard women (and others) in an equal light rather than an air of superiority and proves that he's easily pussy whipped. Oooh yeah. However, Vesper's death affected him greatly and made him a more stubborn and bitter man because of it, taking the death as a personal failure. After such a blow to his ego and libido, Bond even manages to approach some women without the need for sex and proves such when he encounters Camille, immediately forming a somewhat professional relationship and never actually sleeping with her. Amazing, innit?
Despite encountering death from an early age, he doesn't pretend to have much interest in it, refusing to put any fear into the idea of death and all too often endangering his own life for the sake of risk-taking. Bond likes to push himself, mentally and physically, and isn't happy unless he's being exceptionally challenged or is at a high risk. He strives off chaos and lives for constant change, aiming to keep his heart racing and his adrenaline pumping. In fact, without those factors, he tends to lead himself into boredom and depression, as is so often the case after his missions are complete and he's faced with the drudgery of months on end of desk work and routine. He needs something to focus on at all times, and enjoys seeking and setting goals that he can approach and achieve without letting his emotions get in the way.
For those that get to know him for more than just his easy approach and dry wit will no doubt find him to have a fairly developed sense of humour, of which he tends to use for most situations to cover for any insecurities or uncomfortable moments. His humour is typically British, full of sarcasm and deprecation for himself and others, occasionally causing offence but, for the most part, just being a total annoyance. As a real life troll, James has a habit of saying and doing things just because he can, frequently hoping to get a rise out of people because pissing people off is far more entertaining than a civil conversation. It's not at all unexpected for James to come out with something derogatory just because, although his aim for reactions are often to aid him in picking through the liars. Much like professionals who read expressions and reactions, James often says and does things for a similar purpose, however odd his actions may come across. If he succeeds in his work, Bond doesn't care how others portray him, in fact, most people who meet James will have varying opinions on him, ranging from a lovely bloke to a complete bastard. Even the secret service psychologists have varying views on him, at least one of them having classed him as a bordering sociopath for his complete disregard for social norms.
On the rare occasions that James is at a loss for words, he can have quite the opposite reaction from his usual jovial behaviour, instead withdrawing from the outer world and watching it from within a cynical and unimpressed bubble, making him unwilling to co-operate and become exceptionally stubborn. In fact, to many, his attitude at this stage comes across as extremely childish, more like a sulking teen who can't have his own way than a responsible adult. Under all that pouting is, however, a calculating mind that tends to work overtime when things aren't going his way and has always managed to pull him out of a tight spot. He's still alive today thanks to that intelligence of his, and while on the outside he may just look like a beefcake, James is blessed with a high IQ that only feeds into his knowledge that he's pretty darn amazing. In fact, his looks tend to help him in more ways than one, frequently being underestimated in his line of work, which plays to his advantage.
Still, despite all his faults, his failings, and his habit of coming across as a total bastard, James Bond is loyal through and through to not only Queen and Country, but also those close to him, fighting the good fight while being a devilishly handsome rogue. What's not to love about UKs pop culture icon?
» EXSILIUM INFORMATION
Chosen WEAPON: Walther PPK with a silencer attachment and plenty of room for development in fire rate, distance, stopping power etc! Also as a non-evolutionary weapon, Bond will also have a bowie knife kept hidden on him at all times.
Chosen SKILLSET: A through and through fighter, both with hand to hand and distance. Although also capable of stealth missions and the more subtle in and out sort of stuff that comes from spy work. Just don't expect him to get involved in politics.
» SAMPLES
First PERSON: [audio]
[The sounds of outside filter through the network, distant with little to be heard beyond the faint rustle of the wind, but there nonetheless. A distinctive clink-fwoosh of a lighter disrupts anything further, followed by the slow crackle of burning paper and tobacco and a satisfied inhale and steady exhale. When he finally speaks, it's with a tone that lacks interest.]
Well, isn't this quaint. Doubt I would have believed it were I not seeing it with my own eyes. At least the woman greeting me was persuasive enough. [You can practically hear the dirty little smirk.]
Even so, I'm not quite sure how I feel out of my home and sent on my merry way towards college kid dorm rooms. Or rather, I'm perfectly aware of how I feel about it, just the words I'm looking for aren't for public ears.
Still. Judging by the archives on this thing, there's plenty of you about who know this world, so come on, share your wisdom with an outsider, would you? One can never know too much.
[A pause as he inhales another lungful of smoke, eventually adding with a thoughtful exhale:] Oh, and don't patronise me with the basics. I'm curious, not stupid.
Third PERSON: (Not from in-game setting. If this needs to be rectified, I can do so!)
The dogtags had gone the second he'd arrived in this place. The last thing he needed is something that could easily identify him. Something that could track him and pinpoint exactly where he'd be staying. Giving up free housing was a small sacrifice to pay for remaining untraceable. Besides... Bond didn't do basic accommodation, not when he could do so much better, and believe him, he has his methods.
Admittedly this whole situation was surreal, he almost felt out of his depth, but this is precisely the sort of thing he lived for. This was him being pushed to his very limits and he loved it, whether he'd admit to that or not. There's absolutely no nostalgic thoughts that have him craving a return home, and any panic about being somewhere entirely new had been quelled the second he felt it rising. This is just like any other mission he's ever been sent to, new place, new people, new life, new Bond. He'd have to start all over, ease himself in slowly to a new lifestyle, but that's what he always does.
James is already doing some precise analysing of the city as he easily blends into the crowds on the streets, piercing gaze not missing a thing as he takes note of each building, each person, each car and each sound. He's only been outside a matter of minutes and somethings already caught his attention, and without a second thought he's casually ducking into a generic dark alleyway between two high-rise blocks. It's a typical sight around these parts, he assumes as he boredly spares a side-glance to an over-weight crook hiding away, bent over to rifle through the findings in his latest handbag and wallet snatches, fumbling through a genuine leather shoulder bag for anything of worth. Bond hasn't been spotted yet, of course he hasn't, the thief is far too engrossed in his current task to be paying attention.
It's why this is so easy for James, really. He moves swiftly but without effort, grabbing quickly at the crooks chubby wrist, disabling him for just a moment and allowing Bond to yank the male up to his feet, just in time for him to deliver one smooth, sharp backwards elbow to the bridge of the nose. The crook is out like a light within a matter of seconds, giving Bond free reign on searching through the bags and wallets, and of course- the crooks own wallet is now his too. He only takes what he needs, a nice stash of money and a few bank cards. He'll withdraw the money immediately, ditch the cards, and leave it at that. There's no sense of guilt at who he might be stealing from. He needs their money more.
Swift work has him in and out of that alley in under a minute, blending back in with the crowded street and working his way to the curb so he can wave down a cab. Local knowledge is just what he needs, and cabbies always know best. Next stop, a place to stay, no doubt some highly priced hotel where he can stow away and find a few rich, married women.
» ADDITIONAL NOTES
Seeing as Bond is who he is, I'm a-okay with fourth-walling.