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    Monday, March 27th, 2017
    5:58 pm
    Who: Phil & Maria
    When: Monday, March 27th, 2017
    Where:SHIELD HQ
    What: Mission Prep
    Rating: Low

    Routine )
    Thursday, May 17th, 2012
    2:00 am
    timeline )
    Tuesday, April 17th, 2012
    6:51 pm

    Agent Phil Coulson
    Current Age: 40
    Date of birth: April 2nd, 1971
    Affiliation: S.H.I.E.l.L.D.
    Place of Birth: New York, New York, USA
    Current Residence: Manhattan, New York, USA
    Occupation: Agent
    PB: Clark Gregg
    Appearance: See above profile picture
    Agent Coulson has undergone the standard training that is required of all entry S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. He is moderately good with firearms, and prefers a pistol. His memory has been highly refined after years of service in S.H.I.E.L.D., and can recall reports and briefings he has written. Coulson is highly respected in his organization for blending the everyday skills of an information specialist with the more advanced tactics of a low level field combat agent. It makes him indispensable while on assignment, and one of Director Fury’s few favorites for “Special Cases.”

    Coulson’s no nonsense approach when dealing with civilians is also highly respected. The fewer outsiders involved in S.H.I.E.L.D. dealings, the better, and he takes great strides to make sure that the public only knows exactly what they need to know. This comes off as somewhat brusque or uncaring at times, but is merely the means to an end for the successful conclusion of an assignment.
    While his combat training and experience are higher than most of his associates, Coulson has no powers, and is merely human. He is susceptible to those with powers, along with high grade weapons, especially those with armor piercing or melting rounds.

    His training in hand to hand combat and even basic forms of martial arts is of the bare minimum expected of all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. Coulson is used to being called into supervise and then sending more qualified combat agents to take care skirmishes.
    "What personality?" would most likely be the response from those that are familiar with Coulson both in and out of S.H.I.E.L.D.

    Jokes aside, Coulson tends to keep his tone professional, as per his training and work within his organization. Keeping to the difficult tasks at hand often means that he will come off as brusque or aloof. Unless provoked, he does not easily anger, even during tough situations.

    Outside of work, and even in brief moments with other agents, Phil has expressed soft-spoken sense of humor. He's reservedly fond of those that he works closely with, and most often admiring of those that outrank him. Again, these feelings are somewhat downplayed, as there never really seems to be a time for genuine emotion, just more work.

    He is fond of swing music, driving, the occasional drink and known to very few, dancing.
    The following is from S.H.I.E.L.D. transcripts. If you are not cleared for level 3 or over, you should not be reading this. Please destroy this once you have completed reading.

    Phillip Coulson was recommended to S.H.I.E.L.D. in his early twenties, and the recommendation was cleared after he was submitted to a battery of tests, both physical and psychological.

    From the beginning, Coulson was earmarked for success in S.H.I.E.L.D. His calm demeanor in the face of the incredible and sometimes absurd was most admired. The faceless desk man of the organization quickly rose within the ranks. Director Fury gave a rare commendation, asking that the agent be put at the head of tasks usually given those who had been in the service twice as long.

    His first assignment wasn't an easy one: locating within the U.S. HYDRA locations and recruitment centers. Coulson got to work immediately, organizing a team that systematically worked from one side of the country to the other. His procedures for the location and break down of said sites are still in practice today, and used across the globe.

    It was during these first assignments, that he truly hit his stride. His blending of office organization and use of it in the field became legendary. Other men might have strove to take a higher role in the group after such feats, but Coulson seemed satisfied with his lower ranking. He enjoyed working under Fury, along with keeping a somewhat low profile despite his accolades.

    "That's the good thing about agents like Coulson," Director Fury has remarked. "The man has good ideas, great ideas, and none of the ego that usually goes along with them. He gets work done, gets it done quick and doesn't need you to shake his hand every damn time."

    It was this attitude that made him essential to Fury in recent years.
    Name: Katie
    Time Zone: CST
    AIM: fullyramblonic2
    Journal Name: agent_coulson
    Did you read the rules? Affirmative
    What's the character limit? 5 unless you would like a villian
    What would you like to do with the character? Coulson thrives in the workplace, so I'd of course like to see him put to work. He is good at recruitment and information gathering.
    How do you think the character can be integrated with the other universe? As stated before, Coulson is going to feel most at home probably at headquarters or on a hellicarrier. He'll probably pick up a few new friends here and there as he is sent out on assignments.

    Writing Sample

    Kula Kai Caverns, Hawaii

    Coulson took the hard hat when it was offered, also grabbing another flashlight, along with night vision goggles as he followed the S.H.I.E.L.D. technician into the cave.

    "You wouldn't believe the crap we've been given by the park rangers," the tech said, rolling his eyes as they made their way through the lava tubes. "They tried to insist that all of our equipment was going to wreck the caves, and also tried to restrict weight limits. What a pain in the ass."

    Coulson's face remained impassive as he followed. "They have a point, it is protected by the government, and you do realize that we are surrounded by potential lava funnels, yes?"

    A snort from the other man. "No offense, Agent, but these tubes have been without lava flow for over a thousand years."

    "No offense, Hardy, but this volcano is in fact not extinct, but active. I'd suggest working more with the people that have lived on this island longer than you have and taking their complains with a grain of salt. Unless you'd like to explain it to Director Fury."

    A silence, a very weighted silence was the response and then, "No. I agree, Agent Coulson."

    "Good." The air was getting warmer and danker as they trekked along. "When was it discovered?"

    "A few days ago. One of the employees swore they heard growls and groans coming from the section up ahead. It was closed off to tourists immediately after, for safety reasons. Only the director of this place has been in and out."

    Coulson nodded. "Also good." They finally reached the end of the tube, which stopped before a large drop off into a darkened area below. The railing was a sturdy chain link construction to keep curious tourists from falling over.

    "It's probably nothing," the technician said, sounding bored now. "I can't tell you how many of these wild goose chases I've been on lately, all of them complete bullshit. I was just down in New Mexico AGAIN because some trailer park though they saw something drop out of the sky--"

    "Quiet," Coulson said sharply. The tech obeyed and soon the only sounds were a light rush of air and dripping noises. Then, barely, a low rumble came from the darkness below.

    "What the hell was," the tech started, but was cut off by Coulson again.

    "Quiet, until I ask you to speak again." Another rumble, louder. The faintest of glows seemed to emerge from the cavern, faint but growing. And then a growl. Slipping the night vision on, the agent took in the cavern, and the glow was amplified. A hand. A large glowing, seemingly molten hand was trying to grip the side of the cavern wall, accompanied by more growls.

    Agent Coulson let out a breath and slipped the goggles off. "Escort me out, and get this sealed off until I give you further orders."

    "What did you see?"

    "I have no idea. But I suggest you start practicing how handle park rangers because you are about to be at this place for an undetermined length of time."
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