( lucas bravo. appears 40 bc he can. he/him. male synthezoid. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that you’ll fight for what’s right without thinking twice, warm to the touch despite your vibranium structure and protective until your very last breath make you who you are, VISION. with the powers of SYNTHEZOID ABILITIES, you’re sure to have a selfless, know-it-all personality — and you definitely belong to UNAFFILIATED. were you listening to TO BUILD A HOME BY THE CINEMATIC ORCHESTRA FT. PATRICK WATSON on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next! ( lyndsey. 24. she/her. gmt. )
ok ok so ,, if this confuses u or fucks with ur head, message me because it took me days to figure this out lmfao
character name: vision !! he is introducing himself as victor shade to other people though
age: appears 40 in human form - he’s a synthezoid who isn’t all that old though lbr JSDJFGIEHDJ
faceclaim: lucas bravo
voiceclaim: paul bettany
skill set: synthezoid physiology, superhuman strength, durability, speed, agility, stamina and reflexes, flight, energy blasts, body manipulation, density manipulation... everything yall
affiliations: the avengers ,, mostly
family: he isn’t aware of any family as of right now !! though you’ve got daddy bruce, daddy tony, daddy ultron ... i could say daddy hank but nOPE
zodiac: google says taurus so ,,,, taurus ig
wiki link: he’s mostly mcu based (x)
was your character “blipped” out? if so, what did they return to and how is it affecting them? if not, who important to them was blipped out, and what has it felt like after those five years have passed? ( if your character is a dc muse: what were they doing when they passed through the portal? )
uhhhhhhh he was dead SO thats a YIKES !!
where are they living? are they living with anyone?
he’s honestly just arrived ,, he’s been looking for wanda for a few weeks now - so he hasn’t found a place to stay, really. he’s just been travelling between countries and searching !!
why is your character affiliated with who they’re affiliated with?
the avengers are his family .. its as simple as that. they’re the ones he practically idolised, helped him adapt and he watched their every move to see how they as humans interacted with the world and in turn, with each other. he protected them, they protected him .. he loves them all a lot, that’s for sure.
who are their major friends, allies, and foes?
major friends are the avengers, allies are anyone good tbh ,, foes? self-explanatory.
whose hands do they believe the country should be in?
his whole philosophy really revolves around protecting lives. life is precious to him — it’s something he has always believed in. and that’s before dying twice. his job was to protect people, save people... defend. anyone who can protect life should absolutely be leading the country but also taking responsibility for it.
what’s their current mental state at? their physical state?
honestly? he’s just been looking for wanda, trying to locate the other avengers and make sense of everything that happened. he woke up in a shield facility ( shhhh, white vision’s body was just a replica of vision !! not his actual body so this works !! ), and immediately set off to wakanda to make sense of everything. he died there. twice. so naturally that was the best place to start. he’s definitely confused more than anything and LOOKING FOR ANSWERS !!!!
okay ,, i got a few lil headcanons to drop here :))
he definitely has a scar where the mind stone was RIPPED from his skull ,,, twice :)
while he was in wakanda, miss shuri ( soz if we get a shuri i will run this past them or scrap it !! ) made him something similar to the mind stone ,, kinda like white vision’s lil blue stone
it has similar powers too so thats fun - mostly bc im lazy and dont want to think rn
he walks around more as human vision rather than vision-vision ,, honestly? over the years, he understood humans more and more and he definitely feels more human than synthezoid tbh !! he’s learned to love, learned how to function like one of them so ya
still doesn’t change the fact he never will be human even if he wants to be womp womp
but he did cry so ,,,,, WHO KNOWS YALL THIS WHOLE VISION MCU CONFUSES ME SM
but since he basically came back to life ,, he doesn’t remember/know anything about westview ,,, has no idea about that mess and anything else that basically happened after iw
so he has no idea about everyone who died during endgame so that’ll be some fun threads of him finding that out - he’s been too busy so hasn’t done any research. his main question was if the whole thanos thing was over and once he found out that the avengers saved the world, he set off to find wanda :)
he's still as selfless as ever ,, he'd still let the woman he loves destroy him if it meant saving millions and millions of people all over again lol he doesn’t have to think twice about that
so he’s still such a pure soul !!
but also he was without wanda for a few weeks once he was basically resurrected again ,,, maybe he imagined his own family ,,,, maybe viv and vin are somewhere ,,,,,,,,,
he will definitely want to be affiliated with an org once he’s caught up with everything too,, for obvious reasons i think
“i want to live to see the future. it sounds silly..” especially for someone like him. someone that could live a lot longer than the average person.. but did not. “i’ve got a second chance at life - what would you do if you were in my shoes?” not human.. reincarnated... “would you have the same outlook you had before you died?”
anya nodded in interest of what the other said, she always had an interest for technology and all that came from it “ would you look at that, the more you know. how bad was it in the 60′s though.” she scrunches up her nose. she tilts her head “ like flip phones ? do they serve a purpose that goes beyond being sassy and slamming it shut when you don’t want to talk to someone ? or for like houses ? ” her expression turns into a surprised one “ there is ?? that is news to me, that’s weird. ”
“sassy and slamming it shut?” vision repeats, confusion more than evident on his face. but now that anya said that ... he can visualise it pretty well. even if he didn’t really understand why anyone would do that. “battery life, they’re smaller so that makes things easier, security?” it seemed stupid to use anything but an older model of phone, but he understood the need for a growth in technology too. "technology has exceeded humanity.. it's only when things go wrong with machines that people realise how powerful they are." himself included. “but think about the incredible things phones can do nowadays.. the photos you can take? spectacular.”
america chavez is a lot of things. headstrong. a survivor. kind of a bitch but if you call her that she’ll snap your wrist. caring, above all. what she isn’t, is stupid.
“don’t think i don’t know when i’m being followed.” she says loudly, not turning around.
hands slowly raise in defence, one clinging onto a small wallet. “not out of malice.” vision explains, taking another small step forward. “i don’t know if you dropped this or if it was someone ahead of you, that’s all.”
he makes her feel human , like perhaps there’s a chance of normalcy , and it’s such a BASIC storyline : the most powerful being in the world just wants to be normal , though she would never get it , and so on . but vision , he always made her feel human , real , with proof in the heavy beating of her heart and hot flush on her cheeks . “ and now everyone wants a piece of that power , ” she murmurs quietly , lacing their fingers together regardless . “ you are too good to me - ” she comments absentmindedly , leaning against him , resisting the urge to curl into him immediately . she thinks she’d rather watch the world go up in flames than lose him again . she also keeps that to herself . “ maybe i’m being selfish … and if so , i accept that , but i don’t think i could bare to watch you hurt again because of me . ” for once in her life , wanda maximoff didn’t want to be the cause of tragedy .
he doesn’t hesitate when he reaches out to kiss her head, hand clinging to hers with a smile. he’d defend her whenever and wherever. he’d love her either way.. “no.” head shakes. “we’re just perfect for each other.” there was no one more perfect for him in the universe than wanda.. it didn't mean their relationship itself was perfect - he practically worshiped her after all - but there was no denying that they were right for one another. “i think we’ll be fine.” free hand moves to tilt wanda’s face upwards, giving her a quick kiss. “we’ll protect each other as we always have.. you’ll always have me on your side to love, protect and fight alongside you.” unless of course.. he needed to sacrifice himself again. “i love you.. more than i ever have — more than i ever will. let’s live in the moment, my love.”
“ I can sense some weird…tension thing going on, ” he doesn’t look up yet but instead, keeps working. he’s been doing that a lot lately: burying himself so deep in anything he can think to work on, just to avoid some crappy ted talk about how life goes on and yada…yada. truthfully he wasn’t sure if he’d ever be ready to hear it ( what could someone say about his death ). “ definitely busy and you’re ruining the whole vibe BUT I can recommend a great masseuse, ” clicking his tongue as he thinks about it. “ — well, that’s if they’ve not packed up shop — purple jabba did do quite the number on a couple of decent businesses. ”
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it was still confusing to the synthezoid thinking about how he and many others had returned after being dead.. especially tony. from what he had heard, the man had saved the world really - sacrificed himself for everyone. it was admirable.. especially because that was the tony vision knew deep down. “i don’t think a masseuse could help me, mister stark.” he mumbles. “it is however.. nice to see you.”
“ hello , megan ! ” the catchphrase comes with a palm that taps gently against her own temple as m’gann turned on her heels to tug the oven door open. “ i thought i was smelling burnt toast –– ” a metaphor for the lack of ideas in her head at what she had planned for the day. “ turns out … it was just the cookies. ” tray was set on the counter as she offered a curious tilt of her head at the failed creation. “ oh , well. i can always make another one ! wanna help ? ”
“i thought something was wrong.” vision quietly admits, head tilted as he watches the other save the tray of baked goods. or well.. attempt to. “i have no idea how to help.. however if you show me, i can certainly try.”
has to bite at her lip , shakes her head . “ i’m the scarlet witch , viz . chaos magic is my specialty and … there’s no denying it , even just the descriptor words call it what it is . ” she’s accepted it , leaned into it , even . was going in a different direction until VISION came back , and then she had to revaluate her choices . “ they’d hurt you just to hurt me . ”
“scarlet witch, avenger, wanda maximoff ..” he lists off, counting with his fingers as he goes along. “you’re still my love. the person i love and adore.” full faith that she wasn’t all bad, that there was nothing she could ever do to make him not think she was the most brilliant woman around. “you've always carried an immense amount of power." he wasn’t surprised at what wanda had finally figured out. "and you're only human, sweetheart. whilst a powerful and incredibly beautiful person .. a HUMAN. take it from me .. making mistakes and being wrong is human." hands reach out for his wife’s, giving them a small squeeze. “you've made mistakes in the past.. even admitted to them - you learned, you grew wiser.” the synthezoid pauses. he hoped she had, at least. “wanda .. i don’t care who hurts me as long as you’re safe.”
( @synthczoid· ! ) “ oh , i am one of the monsters . but that just means i can keep all the other monsters from ever hurting you again . ”
“you’re not a monster.” voice is soft, delicate.. his usual tone when addressing wanda. “i could never see you as a monster.” of course vision got his hands on all the records, learned all about wanda’s time alone. less than ideal — one might say. not vision though.. never vision. he would forever see the good in wanda. “perhaps we should be optimistic, darling. i’m not in possession of the mind stone. i don’t see any reason for anyone to ever hurt me. not anymore.”
he’d never been able to stand the silence for long; filling it with sounds of every footstep that came pondering adjacent to his being ( not to mention the BLATANT trauma response he had, heightening every sound — listening for familiarity ). sometimes, when he shuts his eyes, he’s back there: in the darkness that came with death and the saddest part was how peaceful it seemed. If he’s honest with himself he’d admit he’s waiting on it — that every fight just brings him one step closer. “ out of ammo…but my aim’s still fucking great. ”
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“i don’t think it’s something you ever truly lose, my friend.” granted, vision didn’t have any experience with anything like that. he was unfortunately good at everything he tried. that was why he was created in the first place after all. “you alright, mate? do you want to talk perhaps? you seem a little out of it.”
It’s strange to be faced with a reflection so…FAMILIAR and yet entirely separate; to see mirrored back a face that reflected a painful period, one he avoided — if he was being entirely honest — but there was a perk to his plights. that perhaps now, he’d have a little more time and selfishly ( and ignoring all maudlin theatrics ), that meant being able to help more people. if this was to become a game of chess to be won in their favour, they’d all need all the help they could get. “ we are absolutely going to ignore the fact that I just spilt coffee on my great grandfather’s first edition… ” he gives a plain smile, attempting to dab at the pages with little luck. “ granted, i’m certain he won’t miss the fundamentals of quantum theory — wasn’t a very…educationally led man. ” and lucky for charles, he’d already memorised the majority of the books in his families personal library. “ do you want one ? ” he raises a brow, upon realisation that a distinction may be needed. “ beverage that is — unless you favour coffee soaked antiques ? ”
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all vision could do was watch on with a pained look on his face - watching the other dab at the pages. he wasn’t truly a book man.. which was surely obvious to anyone who knew him. everything was already stored in his mind .. or ready to research at any given moment. “i do not.” hand raises with a slight shake of his head. “i don’t drink coffee so.” like at all ... but he’d keep that quiet. no one around the pair needed to know who he truly was. “i do think you might need to create some sort of solution or formula .. you should truly try to get rid of those stains.”
“ do we know that ? ” rhodey shrugs . “ maybe i’m just idealistic , but — i prefer to give people the benefit of the doubt . ” there’s a saying he likes — prepare for the worst , hope for the best — and it encapsulates his view of things perfectly . any given time , any given day , he has at least ten different plans running through his mind on how to deal with a disaster or emergency should it arise — but he still tries to see the best in people . “ for all we know , this is just as likely to be the universe’s way of giving us a break as it is to be the next big problem . ” he pauses . “ i guess for someone as logical as you , optimism is kind of — alien . ” some might attribute it to his synthetic nature , but rhodey knows better — tony’s ais are capable of all kinds of emotions , and he recalls that the mind stone has something of an intelligence to it as well , so he’s fairly sure it’s just vision’s personality .
“don’t get me wrong, i love humankind.. i love their courage and their ability to love.. their energy...” vision could rant on and on about how spectacular people were in general. however something was eating away at him - almost reminding him of his own reasonings for being around. he was never created to be loving and to live a life on earth. it was safe to say he’d be happy enough to sacrifice himself over and over for the greater good. "i'd like to think i would see the glass half full rather than half empty.” the android mumbles, clasping his hands together with a shrug. “perhaps losing possession of the stone has done more bad than good.” even he doubted that though - hand raising to his forehead. even with his human visuals, there was still a scar that adorned where the stone used to rest.. a constant reminder of why he did what he did. “i appreciate your optimism and thoughts, james. perhaps i should be enjoying life here rather than thinking about my purpose.”
