interview with deadshot (ten)

Tell us how it all began. Who were you before you became "Deadshot"?

Do I gotta do this? [interviewer mutters incoherently, causing Ten to his teeth and roll his eyes; he slouches back into his chair and puts his feet up on the table with a sigh] Fine.

I was a rich kid, born to an abusive of a father that worked in real estate, and also the son of a mother who came from a family o' weathy bankers. I was the middle child in my family; had an older brother named Teddie and a little sister named Tern. They were beloved and well cared for, while I was like the bastard step-child—hated and ignored by my parents and most everyone else, but even still I loved my siblings, and I really looked up to Teddie.

Anyway, skippin' to the good part, my ma got tired of the bull and the abuse from my unfaithful as father, and she told us she was 'bout ta kill 'im, make it look like an accident. Us kids knew she'd never really have the balls to do somethin' like that, so we took it amongst ourselves. The night we were gonna do it, Teddie 'cided me 'n' Tern were too young to commit a crime like that, that it was the job of an older siblin', so he locked us in a bedroom in the guest house and went off to go do it himself. I managed ta bust out tho, an' immediately went for my huntin' rifle.

Didn't wanna get too close to the action, and didn't wanna get caught by Teddie, so I climbed a nearby tree outside the main house. They were in the second floor library, and Teddie already had dad wounded, so I just had to make the perfect shot. [nods his head a few times and gradually takes his eyes off the camera] I aimed inside, steadied ma focus on dad's head to get the perfect headshot, then the branch broke. I happened to fire as I fell, and when I did I... when I went inside to see if I still got him, mom's was curled over Teddie sobbin' an' shoutin'... Turns out I got him instead of Pops. [takes his feet down from the table with another sigh and rubs his nape, also his lips] Ever since, I vowed to never miss. And ever since I never have.

So, how did you end up becoming "Deadshot"?

I was, I think, sixteen when I moved to Gotham. Started out as a vigilante, huntin' down bad guys and savin' the day and . Name "Deadshot" came from my accuracy and the fact that I never missed a target. An' I got so good they even made me a Deadshot signal to replace Batman's. All was well until Batman did some snoopin' and found out I was workin' wit' the bad guys to distract cops from more serious crimes... Then I got sent to prison.

'Bout two years later, I busted out. While I was locked up, I heard a rumor 'bout some nearby house with an underground passage that lead right back into the city, so I went straight there. Just some old fart and his granddaughter lived there, so I kidnapped the girl and threatened to kill her if he snitched... Took her all the way to the city with me and was gonna do it but [smirks with a brief chuckle and a small shake of the head] girl was too damn pretty to die that day... Her name was Isla and she had this fiesty charm to her that I respected. Still didn't let her go, and long story short, we ended up fallin' in love and gettin' pregnant with a son. Named him after my brother, Teddie... Turns out Teddie junior didn't live long either.

Me an' Isla were pregnant wit' our second child when we lost him... House got robbed while he was with the baby sitter and the bastards killed 'em both. [he swallows thickly and stares at the floor a few seconds before shrugging and staring back at the camera] O' course I got my revenge and murdered the outta them when I found out who did it, but to this day, I still feel like I shoulda been there to protect my boy, y'know?

Anyways, on to the good part again. So, babes and I were on vacation and stayin' at a hotel when her water broke. That very same day the Joker was in the building and doin' what he does best—in' up for everybody else. Hotel went on lockdown, so we couldn't go to the hospital and ended up having the baby there, an' even still, we were tryin' ta make moves, Isla with the baby and me leading us the outta there.

When we- [sighs] When we got down to the basement parkin' lot, Joker and his goons were piling in their getaway car because they rigged the place to explode. Said he heard of me before, and that I interfered with one of his schemes, so he was gonna interfere with our getaway. I told that piece of I could just shoot him and leave, and he laughed at me. Long story short again, the er gave me a choice: leave with Isla, or leave with my baby... That motherer challenged me to an old school gun fight, 'cept when we fired, Isla pushed me and I shot him in the shoulder, and he shot Isla. [swallows thickly again and shakes his head] had the nerve to say some like "Damn, I was aiming for the baby" as he left... In the end Isla died, and I was left alone with our child. She was a beautiful baby girl who looked just like her mother, so I decided to name her Isla too.

...Ever since, I've been contract killing for folks to earn pay an' support lil' Isla. An' ever since I've been Deadshot.

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other information

Powers and abilities

+ advanced marksmanship
+ Expert assassin: he knows every pressure point and vulnerable spot on the human body
+ advanced hand-to-hand combat
+ espionage
+ tracking
+ skilled with various forms of weaponry
+ polylingualism: Ten is known to speak multiple languages.

personality

+ very professional about work; as long as he has been paid to kill someone, he will carry it out without exceptions
+ has self-destructive urges and a major death wish, which often manifests as him deliberately starting that will likely get him killed
+ lone wolf to the max
+ doesn't like relationships (anymore); hates figuring out what his partners want and doesn't want to take the risk and date again
+ has major trust issues
+ very, very emo (life means nothing to him), and very, very apathetic unless around his daughter
+ unable to admit his own feelings when he has them
+ doesn't know how to deal with anger and grief
+ is the type to shoot first no questions asked

weaknesses

+ he has a three year old daughter named Isla (pronounced ai-lah) that he'll do anything for

trivia

+ is a chronic smoker
+ is lactose intolerant
+ hates batman and the joker with a fiery passion for ruining his life
+ is pretty cool with harley quinn regardless
+ is probably a masochist but idk; he has masochistic tendencies
+ HE ONCE SHOT HIMSELF IN THE NECK DURING A FIGHT JUST SO HIS OPPONENT WOULD END UP SAVING HIM, SO HE HAS A SACR ON HIS NECK

 

out of character

I. Don't trust the online sign. I ain't always online or present.
II. I'm a detailed writer (script/novella), but I can handle one liners and . My writing range is usually about 10-50 lines for script, and 3-9 paragraphs for multipara or novella. Again, I can do less, but I need you to actually let me know if I'm typing too much for you.
III. If you send me a copy and paste starter, I'm most likely gonna ignore it. They make me feel weird. And you can honestly just say hi to me if you wanna talk. No pressure.
IV. I normally ignore my wall (esp. if talking in rooms) and eight times out of ten I respond late. Even if you tag me. When you see me online, you can let me know if I missed your post.
V. That's another thing—I don't check my notifs a lot so I often miss out on . Remind me of things after it's been about a week but do not ing pester me for replies.
VI. I tend to leave out a lot of words, make typos, and curse a lot, but I've been working on all of that that. Please bear with me though.

 

scenarios

Old habits die hard

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Slender cigarette

open / possible romance, fluff, .

Villains anonymous

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Bullseye!

open / possible unrequited love, possible romance, random.

Choke me, hold me

open / assumed relationship, fluff, romance, possible .

me, love me

open / bitter feelings, unrequited love (his side), angst.

Her pillowcase

open / heavy angst, drug abuse, Self-harm.

In loving memory

open / heavy angst, trigger warning (overdose).

Like oxygen

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