BJBB: Xenon [Overcard]

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Name : Xenon
Age : 25
Birthday : 12 April
Height : 6'1"
Weight : 71kg
Profession : Medic | Hacker
Rank : OverCard

Voice: www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLr0i_…
Card Type & Number : Queen of Clubs

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<sub>Meticulous – An eye for detail and fueled with curiousity, this characteristic furthered his qualifications as a doctor whilst he had been human. Observation was the key as well as harbouring a mind that never rested – always seen either working, reading or perhaps out for a stroll during the late hours of the night.

Minimal Time Awareness  -- To put it frankly, Xenon works in his own time unless given a specific deadline. To him, there is no difference between night and day – he sleeps when he needs to regardless of the time.

Knowledgeable -- Unlike many rabbits of his time, he was one of the very few that been formally educated despite the almost nomadic life that he lead - being sent from one place to another. His brain is much like a encyclopedia, a library to be tapped cause afterall, the medical scientists that he worked along side with didn't want a clueless bunny. So Xenon considered himself lucky in this sense. Though despite being intelligent, his social ability is a little lacking in some areas.

A touch of Narcissism – Mirror mirror on the wal--- ok. Maybe not that type of narcissism. Xenon had always been a prim and proper man, always looking after his outward appearance. His slight narcissism also fuels his self-confidence in the tasks he completes with no room for failure.

Slight Father Complex – He finds himself almost incapable of being angry at a child or anyone significantly younger than him (at least 4 years gap). Frustrated yes, though push the right buttons and he still might snap at you – though it’s usually followed by an apology a few hours later. That and the intrinsic feeling to protect those younger than him – even though he isn’t even that old yet.

Calm and Composed -- if there was one thing he was to be proud of, is this. No matter what situation he finds himself in, you can always count on his calm and composed stature. Whether if he finds himself cornered or looking into the possibility of death, you won't find him panicking. Having dealt with many lives and experienced many deaths - it has made him insensitive - not emotionally insensitive, but mentally insensitive. The difference you ask? Well you'll need to ask him then huh?

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Previously in the life of Xenon

Much like many other bunnies, Xenon had lived a pretty rugged life - being sent from place to place and passed from owner to owner. This was due to this aptitude in nursing their children back to health alongside treating wounds that had been inflicted. These skills acquired were from watching his mother, who had been trained by her lab handlers to give medical care to the other bunnies that had been subjected to cruel experimentation and tests. Initially he had also been a candidate for these tests but upon discovering his natural-born affiliation as a medical staff like his mother, his role was changed.

His heart was with his people and in every one of them that came to him, he could see it in their eyes – pleading him to end their life due to the directionless life they lead.  At the age of 20, he had begun secretly putting those that pleaded into a permanent sleep – a gentle death. It didn’t take long before  suspicion had arisen towards him and soon the security had been notified by this breach. He struggled and naturally fought against them – but was quickly subdued by his own mother and sedated– under the strict orders (and perhaps blackmail, Xenon never found out).  

When he finally came to, he found himself within a solitary room. No windows, no bed, nothing. Lost and disoriented, he directed his anger to the door for several weeks – Unsure if the anger had spawned from the betrayal from his mother or his isolation. Though one day, the door slid open quietly – without anyone entering. Initially Xenon had been cautious, peering around the corner before he sensed his opportunity to flee – to escape this solitary confinement.

It was as if he was lead out by an invisible entity – doors usually locked behind key passes opened and formed a path for him to follow. Weak by the lack of food and proper sleep, the cool night air he found himself meeting was hard to deal with. Dressed in thin clothing, he stumbled his way through the alleyway, not looking back and yet – all the more curious about the mastermind that had set him free. Frustrated and seething with anger, he found himself unable to blame anyone but the prejudice views that had been imposed on the society.  He watched his old life and his name erased like he had never existed. Forced to fend for himself he took shelter at a corner block with other homeless bunnies, he soon came across a seemingly rouge group of bunny causing a riot down his street.

Fight soon broke out and in the aftermath, Xenon found himself instinctively aiding and nursing the injured bunnies. It was then they introduced him to Black Jack’s bunny brigade after much persuasion. From there, they had realised and seen his potential   – where they took him in and utilised him for his medical skills.

Currently life as a BJBB Member

Xenon settled quite nicely into BJBB - having the opportunity to slowly meet each member through their visits to the infirmary - whether it be a reagular health check up to small injuries that needed bandaging.  


After several weeks working as one of the medics within BJBB, one day Xenon found himself taking a break outside - admiring the view with a cigarette between his lips. Exhaling, he noticed one of the trumps had joined him - Lea to be exact. Soon enough - and rather unexpectedly - a chloroformed handkerchief and much dragging later, Xenon found himself in a dark room. Though that isn't without leaving a trail of cigarette ashes along the way. Vision blurred and with a bit of a headache, and a cigarette still surprisingly between his lips - not to mention a not-so-happy-cleaner (Stereo) burning stare (he could swear he felt his skin burn) - he was notified that he had been promoted to the rank Overcard. 


The trumps of course - apologised for their rough treatment, Xenon assumed they just wanted to make things more interesting cause you know, normal promotion was too old-school. The higher pay, the better room facilities were very much appreciated by Xenon - and for that moment, he managed to avoid the wrath of the cleaner.


With his new rank, he was privileged to receive a bionic eye (courtesy of the tech trio). He still wears his eyepatch because he feels a little nervous without it - but he is learning. Instead of wearing it all the time - he takes it off occasionally now (in the privacy of his room of course). No one else knows (apart from the higher ups) that he has a working bionic eye now.

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