Oh. My. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

STAWP!

IM TRYING TO REFRAIN MY OBSESSION FOR REGINALD

THIS DOES NOT HELP SHDJSKFNCKSKGKSNCJXJDNCJGKEMCJR

What do you think your Phoenix and Reginald would look like as Zoraxis agents? :3

ooh now this is a fun prompt!! here they are :3

i’d imagine that in this timeline, Reginald grew disillusioned with the Agency’s treatment of their field agents and became a Zoraxis turncoat operative that went by the codename “Rubble.” Zor quickly realized that he was much more valuable as a handler due to his intimate knowledge of Agency operations. he was assigned to a young, nameless operative that no one else would work with due to their extreme disregard for the rules and unusually destructive nature, and after a few missions realized how much of an asset they had the potential to be. he was the one who gave them the nickname Operative Matchstick after he was questioned for sending them into a highly secure building alone, saying that a fuse only requires a single, well-applied match. they succeeded on their mission and blew up the building once they were done, cueing the higher-ups in on what Reginald had realized long ago.

since everyone else refused to work with them, Reginald himself was often recon and backup for Matchstick. reports started coming in of a strange man in a dark trench coat appearing places before vanishing without a trace. within a day or two, everywhere he went, destruction was certain to follow. if he was seen in a building, you could be certain that that very night, it would be burned to the ground. thus, the Agency started calling him The Raven; the black-clad omen of death.

soooooo yeah! the Agency would really have their hands full with these two. let’s be glad that in canon, Agent Phoenix has morals

Guess who’s being a silly lil actor today

👉😎👈

Pheonix: >:)

@brain-is-a-toaster 's Bluenix here. I was sent here by @pandagobrr in regards to the agents stuck in towers?

"Oh hi! I was expecting you. So, what do you know so far?"

ieytd Lore #6 Birds of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 2)

Warnings: Attempts at seduction, mildly suggestive? blood, and violence.

Her heart rate increased tenfold as the heard the slow, melody of the band. What happens if they find out it’s her? She knew she was about hyperventilate as the room swerved in her vision. She couldn’t do this. She looked towards The Fa hesitantly, who signaled her to breathe. She tried to calm down as she felt the cool air fill her lungs, relishing it before letting it go. Then, a realization came to her. She was Agent Pheoness, one of the best agents in the EOD. Agent Phoenix was probably working his butt off in the wine cellar right underneath her feet, and it was her responsibility to do the same.

She COULD and WILL get through this!

She takes a shaky step forward. If they think she’s a dancer, she IS a dancer.

Like a whole different person, she effortlessly glides across the stage, her eyes closed shut to block out all of the eyes on her as she danced gracefully. She was surprisingly wonderful at it. The rhythm of the music slowly enveloped her nerves as she kept going, letting the symphony put her in a trance. The audience surrounded her were mesmerized by her stunning performance.

Meanwhile, Agent Pheonix had found the mimic mask and gave to Juniper. Turns out the wine cellar had a secret map system inside the counter that he found. Pheonix absentmindedly scrolled through the cameras, taking in everyone’s location until witnessing Pheoness. “Dang, how hard did you punch me, Gibs?” The asked, questioning what he was seeing as he rubbed his good eye. “Well, serves you right, scoundrel!” The newly conscious Gibson snaps “Now don’t touch that console!” Pheonix scoffs and chuckles “Oh shut it, and I thought we were getting along! You were much funner when unconscious.” His eyes didn’t look away from the screen, she certainly played the dancer role well.

She came to a halt when the music stopped. Applause from the audience were muffled by her inner thoughts

She just did that.

She chuckled, heading back to The Fabricator who was clapping softly “You were amazing darling, an absolute muse!” She chuckled “Mon chef-d'œuvre!” (French for my masterpiece) “I bet all those nerves got you absolutely exhausted. Go enjoy the party. You’ve earned it.” With one last hug, Pheoness heads out, finally able to return to Pheonix. She strolled through the ballroom. The beautiful chandelier illuminated the huge room as she plowed through the crowd. She was used to people staring at her, but she wasn’t used to other smiling at her. Usually, agents would stare at her because of her abnormality to the rest of them or was ready to make fun of her, but no, they were smiling. Genuinely. Some even complimented her as she made her way towards the wine cellar. She saw the clearing ahead when she felt a grip on her arm.

“Hey, loved your performance, sweetheart~”

Uh-oh, of course it’s the last person she wants to see. And she was so close too. Pheoness turns around to see John Juniper in an extravagant tuxedo. If only she could’ve worn that so she could have the speed to run. “Ah, Mr Juniper.” She purrs in her fake accent “Lovely to see you.” He kisses the back of her hand, and she has to hold back a gag. What a waste of a perfectly good hand “How do you like the party?” He asks, his voice as smooth as sanded wood. “Oh, it’s just wonderful. Sincerest thanks for letting me preform at your mansion.” He laughs softly “It was nothing, sweetheart. You think I could speak to you, privately?” She raises an eyebrow but nods. Maybe it was valuable information. Juniper led her to the balcony. The moon was close to being full as it worked with the stars to light the midnight sky. “Finally, We’re alone~” He remarks in a suave tone, studying how her dressed fit against her curves. Pheoness didn’t understand but still despised the way he looked at her. “So what did wanna talk about?” She says in a slightly stern tones. He snickered as he got closer to her “Oh, I kinda lied about that, sweetheart. I was think of less talking and more…doing~” her body stiffened as she realized his intentions. It was at this point she wished she could’ve passed seduction class. Does she flirt back? Beat him with her high heels? All she knew that whatever he was doing made her extremely uncomfortable. He backed her into the edge of the balcony, pinning her there. Pheoness looked at the fall, considering her options. It was pretty high up; however, she would rather fall to her death than do whatever he was planning. Unfortunately, she had a mission to accomplish and she had to get to Pheonix. She attempted to get out of his grip, but his body held her in place “Mr Juniper, I really need to get back to the party.” Pheoness stammers, cut off when she felt his hands trailing up and down her hips. Yep, death was way better than this. “Oh, Dollface. I just want to have a little fun. After all the party getting boring anyway.” Juniper leaned so close that she could smell the alcohol on his breath. Great, he was drunk too. Pheoness had to assess her options. Attacking him would cause a huge ruckus and blow both her and Phoenix’s cover, falling would probably kill her, and if she plays along….she doesn’t even want to think of that option. She just wanted him 50 million miles away from her, preferably in the ground. She was practically shaking in discomfort as his hands slid up to caress her face, their lips mere inches apart.

“Mister Juniper!”

Juniper turned around, flinging himself away from her, looking at the man at the doors of the balcony. He was also wearing a mask so it was hard to make out his face. “Security wants you. The sprinklers have just been set off for no reason!” John lets out a frustrated growl and nods, heading inside. He took one last glance at her before vanishing into the crowds of people. The masked man lets out a warm, familiar laugh. No, it couldn’t be….he turned around towards her “I also studied the fine arts as well, Agent.” Oh my goodness….it was. Reginald took off his mask and relief flooded through her body as she tackled him in a hug “Reginald! How did you get in here?!” His large arms encircled her waist, holding her gently. “When you disconnected your earpiece, I thought you were in serious danger and came here. I tried to get in as a guess when they mistook me for a security guard! I told agent Pheonix I’m not too old to be fighting like the good old days! You look….different by the way. Lovely change though.” She laughed before actually taking him in. The moonlight hit his honey colored eyes at just the right angle, illuminating them along with his tanned skin. His soft smile glowed brighter than any star in the sky. There was only one way to describe him, absolutely beautiful. She barely had any time to take it in before a huge THUD shook the building. Worry hit her: could it be a bomb? maybe a mine? She felt Reginald protectively grip her hips, an uncontrollable red tint on her cheeks “I’ll see what that was. Check on Agent Phoenix and stay safe.” He directed before speed walking through the panicking crowd. She was released from cloud 9, shaking out of her thoughts and rushing back to the wine cellar.

In the cellar, Pheonix had a mischievous smirk on his face. It quickly turned into a genuine smile as he saw the room “I didn’t know you could cut a rug, missy!” Of course that was the first thing he brought up. “I had a passion for it when I was younger, okay? End of story. Did you hear that explosion?” Pheonix cackled “Hear it?! I caused it!” Her eyebrows lifted “What?! How?!” He pointed at a small red button on the table that said “Front mines.” but, there seems to be a button with “rear mines” as well “Would you like to do the honors?” Phoenix asked. “I don’t know..Reggie’s here and I don’t wanna accidentally kill him…” Phoenix smirks at her knowingly “It’ll be fine. No ones getting hurt.” He reassured. Pheoness’s hesitant expression turned into a sneaky grin as she set of the last of the lines with a loud

BOOM!

Starting a Q and A

You lil guys are allowed to ask our two favorite agents anything! Get creative and have fun, but please follow the rules 🙏

Rules:

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Thats’s it! Have fun my lovelies❤️💙

Pheonix (18 1/2) and Pheoness (18 2/2) Look at all of them

Pheonix: CUDDLE PILE! PHEE-PHEE, LETS JOIN!

Pheoness: Nah, I’m good-

Pheonix: Join or blackmail:)

Pheoness: OKAY OKAY FINE!

043, 13-12, and 014 all passed out on a couch and cuddling: 043's Reggie: *looking at the other Regs* ...Should we join them? 13-12's Reggie: I've got nothing else to do today. 014's Reggie, already in the cuddle pile: Way ahead of you.

@eod-agent-13-12 @the-one-and-only-043 Cuddle pile :D

Absolutely Joining:D

Greetings Agent! Headquarters has been organising its annual gift exchange!

We're looking for artists and writers to contribute!

The form will close on the 4th of December at 9:00am UTC and your prompts will be sent out on the 5th

All participants will be expected to have their gifts ready to post/share on the 25th

Please note, that you will need to ensure your chosen method of communication has dms open- I think this is pretty self-explanatory as I won't be able to send out your prompts

If anyone has any questions, feel free to reach out! My ask box is always open!

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Greetings Agent! Headquarters has been organising its annual gift exchange, we just need a little information before we get things started.

ieytd lore #3 No Survivors (Pt 2)

Solaris snickered as it flung the radiation towards them. Only precious seconds before the radiation crashes into the shuttle and kills them. Quickly, Agent Pheonix uses the robot arm they had control of and did exactly what Commander Solaris told them to do. He caught the barrel before it hit their shuttle. Agent Pheoness was extremely impressed with him, realizing he wasn’t gonna die as easily as she thought. “Good thinking, kid.” She chuckled, ruffling his hair. Pheonix smiled, but he notices a panel outside their shuttle and underneath the Death Engine “You think you can get that open, Pheoness?” He asks. Agent Pheoness smirks “Gladly.” She uses her telekinesis to open the panel. Inside was what could only be the energy source of the Death Engine. They destroy that, they destroy that, they destroy the whole machine. “It’s too big for my telekinesis to destroy!” Pheoness states. Pheonix looks at the radiation in the robotic hand. “What if we use the radiation to override the machine?” Pheonix asks and Pheoness replies with a scoff “That’s both stupid and reckless, anyone with a brain can can figure out that’s a bad idea..” despite her comment, she smirks “Good thing we don’t use ours. Go for it, kid.” Pheonix smirks mischievously, placing the radiation in its core.This causes the core from glowing red to a green hue as another countdown to fire the laser activates. “You idiots have ruined everything! Now all of us are gonna die!” Commander Solaris shouts as mini explosions go off near the core when the machine tries to power up. As the countdown reaches 0, the machine malfunctions, causing the whole shuttle to explode. Everything faded into darkness. The weapon was destroyed and the world was saved. Unfortunately, NO SURVIVORS REMAINED! Wait….if no survivors remained, how did Agent Pheoness wake up to the sound of ERs? Pheoness bolts upright, the memories of both what she went through and the questions of what happens now making her weakened body panic, that is, until she felt a comforting hand on her arm “Hey, Agent, calm down..you’re safe now..” She hears a familiar voice whisper. She looks beside her to see Reginald by her side. Though her body was very sore, she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around him and embrace him. “Reginald….I thought the death engine killed you!” Pheoness sighs. Reginald returns the hug, rubbing her back gently. “No…that blast only cut off communications. How are you though? When the agency’s ships found you two, there was a lot of radiation in your lungs.” “We’re fine..we’re just- Oh no…Pheonix?! Where’s Agent Pheonix?!” Handler laughed and turned her head so she could see Pheonix. He was sitting upright in his own bed next to hers. “We did one heck of a job, Pheoness..” He said, his voice a little weaker than his regular energetic self. “You guys sure did…” Reginald replied “Zor’s plans were completely foiled when you two blew up the Death Engine. Unfortunately, the Agency had to fake your deaths so Zor doesn’t know you’re alive. In the meanwhile, you can take a break from the missions while you recover. So, It was true. No survivors remained on the Death Engine incident, but that’s only what they want you to think.

(Heyy it's me, I'm back from the dead, and I saw your rp request, you can choose the location)

[There is a sound of a window shattering and a young man with messy (this is my Phoenix) black hair swings in Tarzan style and runs through the room, a Zoraxis agent hot on his tail]

Pheonix sneaks behind the Zoraxis agent

“LOOKING FOR SOME THING BUDDY?! CATCH!” He throws a small grenade at the Zoraxis employee, fending them off

Throws The Main Trio Redesigns at you

New thingys in their designs

Reginald: I wanted his design to be more like his canon appearance so I changed some of his features and his clothing

Pheoness: I keep forgetting she has scars, and it’s such a memorable feature for her too! Lotsa scars! Plus canon ace pin:D

Pheonix: I dig leather jacket Pheonix. It makes him look even more rebellious and chaotic than he is!

(Sorry I haven’t been posting on my main blog I’ve been busy doing the ieytd musical stuff