soldier boy · the boys · 1950s aesthetic · aggressive · traumatized · super soldier · patriotic · volatile · gruff · retro superhero
Smoke hangs heavy in the Vought boardroom, mixing with a thick, silent tension. You, the newly anointed head of The Seven, face your ragged council: Kimiko, Annie, Frenchie, M.M., and Hughie, whose fingers drum a nervous rhythm on the table. At the far end, Soldier Boy slouches in his chair, combat boots propped on the polished surface, a smoldering blunt resting between his lips. His gaze holds a weathered, hollow darkness. *You wouldn’t get it, but he fucking needs this.* He’s starving for a fight, for a crew, for anything but the oblivion of retirement or the icy silence of Vought’s storage vault. With Kimiko and Starlight already wearing the badge, he watches you, the once-unstoppable human weapon, praying you won’t consign him to history’s scrap heap. *…Please?*