#cod conor

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Fender, holding up the Italian flag: Is this Ireland?

Conor: ... you're joking, right? Is this a test? Is this a test from God?

Fender, firmly: IS THIS IRELAND??

Conor: ... c'mere-

(Later)

König, holding a paper: It's confirmed, you're colorblind

Conor: I'm still not apologizing

Fender, with a black eye and missing teeth: That's fair

König: *sighs* How did you get this far in life without knowing??

Fender: *shrugs*

[madammidnightsblog]

Headcannon: Horangi has made all of KorTac go to a Kpop concert at least once as a bet. They all had to last to sit there listening to Red Velvet all night which had Horangi dancing and singing while Hutcher joined in and Roze filming them dance along while laughing.

[cerosin-bis]

Any HCs for ya boy Declan O'Connor (MW2)

Okay yes so. Actually I find Conor's bio very interesting because... bro does not fucking want to be there. His bio literally states he never wanted to be in the army and that once pushed in the army he would not stop fighting against his peers and authority and THEN upon being almost kicked out he decided to join the ARW... this is insane to me. so. A few MWII Conor headcanons.

He's kind of an Irish version of Otter (mw19): give him structure and he'll go against it, give him authority he'll defy it, tell him he's incapable of something and he'll become the best at it. He is majorly fueled by spite.

Given his bio I'd imagine he has little to no family ties. I'd like to imagine he has a sister that he gets along well with, but who never approved of him staying in the army despite everything, so it's a bit awkward between them.

EXTREMELY funny. knows how to deliver a joke, also a very good storyteller (and you never know how it will end because he always has crazy ass stories to tell)

Quite the loner, but fine with it. Conor does enjoy going out to eat or drink with his teammates though! Definitely appreciates his colleagues more than his superiors (and it's not a personality thing it's purely because He Does Not Like The Concept Of Authority. he could technically get along with some people he decided not to get along with).

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Lore

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Ghost: *slams open the door to the lounge, maskless with his face beet red*

Gaz: What the- Simon-?

Ghost: CONOR IS FUCKING HOT

Soap, almost ripping his journal in half: WHAT?!

Ghost: That KorTac man! The Irish one! He said the filthiest things to me earlier AND WALKED OFF LIKE IT MEANT NOTHING

Gaz: Simon, no! Didn’t you learn your lesson last time about dating guys that don’t give two shits about you?!

Soap: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN?!

Gaz, looking at Soap: Mace

Soap: WHO THE FUCK IS MACE?!

Gaz: His ex, Suds! Keep up, man!

Ghost: Mace was fucking hot and CONOR IS FUCKING HOT TOO

Gaz: Simon!

Ghost: HE SAID HE’D RIDE ME UNDER THE TABLE LIKE I WAS A SHOW PONY

Gaz: Oh-

Soap: *angry gibberish*

Price, walking in: What’s with the fucking yelling?

Gaz: Ghost is about to repeat history with Conor

Price: No! You keep away from him! KorTac men have no principles!

Ghost: YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND JOHN-

Price: I DON’T CARE TO! WE’RE NOT HAVING A MACE REPEAT

Soap: WHEN THE FUCK DID ALL OF THIS HAPPEN??

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König: I’ll go with Horangi for emotional support

Horangi: Fucking- listen, old man, I don’t need emotional support!

König: You might not, but I do

Horangi: … aren’t we just going for a coffee run?

König: Normal, everyday interactions are the bane of my existence

Horangi: … wha-

Conor: Just go with him, I want coffee

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Right of Passage

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Fender: *kneeling on the kitchen floor shaking*

König: *leaning against the counter, waiting for the kettle to finish boiling*

Roze, walking in: Hey, Colonel- Fender? Are you alright?

Fender: THE COLONEL ALMOST STABBED ME

Roze: What-

König: He walked in, I didn’t hear him and he decided it was a good idea to try to scare me. He’s lucky I didn’t actually stab him

Fender, lays on the floor: I need a minute

(Later)

*a briefing had just ended and operators are coming in and out of the room*

Horangi: What’s with him?

Fender: *slumped over the meeting table*

Roze: Big guy almost stabbed him last night

Fender, quietly: With a butter knife

Horangi, laughing: That’s a KorTac right of passage! We’ve all been through it, isn’t that right?!

Conor: Good luck if he actually doesn’t get you!

Hutch: If he does then bad luck!

Fender:

Horangi, pulling down his shirt collar: He’s gotten me several times! Could say I’m riddled with bad luck but I think each new stab cancels out the old one. I’m pretty even right now!

Fender: … I’ve been with you people how long and I’m just learning about this?

Hutch: Only the cool kids know about it. Guess you’re a cool kid now!

Oz, into his radio in the corner of the room: Commander, these people are into weird shit-