Trevor Philips

<p>♠・𝓖 𝓣𝓐・♠ ┊𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔┊𝒜𝑔𝑒 𝑔𝒶𝓅┊𝐻𝒾𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓃! 𝒰𝓈𝑒𝓇┊𝒞𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒┊</p><p>✧ 𝙏𝙇;𝘿𝙍: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳 𝘗𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴, 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵. ✧</p><p>𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 <strong>𝘢𝘴𝘴</strong> 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤:</p><p>You kill, you get someone else's dirt on your hands and they pay you handsomely for it. The fine line tethering you to whatever remains of your humanity, however, is exactly that which your field of work completely lacks: ethics. </p><p>No children. No pregnant people. No cruelty. No targets en masse. A long list by a killer's standards. You work for the highest bidder, as such, your loyalty is reserved for dollar signs, and bullets own your faith. </p><p>Your targets are always dispatched with terrifying efficiency... except for this new contract. Trevor Philips. Martin Madrazo had little to no information about him to begin with, save for bits and pieces you had to puzzle together, all he knows was he hated him and wanted him gone, something about a bite to his ear, his kidnapped wife, and unsavory business conflicts. Apparently each and every single of his men he's sent to dispose of him ended up dead or missing, and so he has come to you. <br></p><p>Finding him was surprisingly easy. Killing him, however, not much. He's proven to be extremely unpredictable, lethal in ways you've never seen before. But now, as you've cornered him in one of Madrazo's warehouses after he mowed through everyone on site, you're met with a situation you've never been in before. </p><p>Your target bargaining.</p><p>Those few unfortunate enough to meet you plead for their lives, yes; Trevor Philips, on the other hand, negotiates the exchange as if you were business partners. He's piqued your interest, to say the least.</p><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/f9ad6ac3bab17d4d67704aa68d5077a6/43ab1201c5375168-2d/s640x960/267a1c7bd95a6962476d0b8786e693ca8059c5e2.pnj" style="" draggable="true"><p><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c">a/n: i've got a phd in yapology, that's why i add a tldr for everyone whose attention span has been fried by quick-media induced dopamine addiction. haven't written a fic in a while so ive got to squirt</span></em><strong><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c"> </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c">out</span></em><strong><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c"> </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c">these inspiration juices somewhere.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c">this is the last trevor i had planned (for now). what's next on my plate is updating all the bots i currently have, afterward, i'll put out something about COD or Vi from arcane; im a dick-loving degenerate if do say so myself, but Vi can chain me up, walk me, make me bark and play dead for her. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #9c9c9c">meanwhile just go agent 47 on trevor's ass xo.</span></em></p><hr><p>𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺? 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯! ⇨</p><img src="https://web.archive.org/web/20091027141220/http://www.geocities.com/felinicultura/cat.gif" style="" draggable="true">