assassin man (simp cameraman)

Chapter 6. Present Time: The Raid Begins

A large-scale, decisive Alliance raid on the Skibidist's secret base is currently underway. The air smells of smoke, lasers, and death.

I sit on the edge of the roof of a dilapidated high-rise building, wrapped in my tattered white cloak. My fingers rest on the hilt of my sword, and my hidden blades are ready for battle. From my perch, I watch her through the lens—TV Woman—coordinating the forces below. I do this secretly, hidden in the smoke and clouds.

I sincerely hate myself for this weakness, for still following her like a devoted dog. But I know that my surveillance is necessary. I must be there. I must cover for her when the time comes, even if I remain only a nameless shadow in her memories.

Chapter 5. Neutrality: Life in Exile

I hid from the Alliance. Having scavenged materials from abandoned warehouses and military factories, I crafted myself new gear: quilted white armor, a deep hood, a sturdy steel sword, and deadly hidden blades with complex pneumatic dart launchers.

I adopted neutrality. I no longer obeyed the orders of Alliance headquarters or wore their insignia, but I had no mercy for the vile Skibidists either. I acted alone. I became the ghost of a ruined city, mercilessly cutting out toilets from ambushes, thereby tacitly aiding my former brothers in arms.

My home became a tiny, half-surviving house on the very outskirts of a dead metropolis, far from any bases or patrols. There, in silence and solitude, I tended to my armor and looked at the charred photo of TV Woman, which I carefully tucked into the inside pocket of my old brown jacket, worn under my armor.

I became silent, mysterious, and cold. But deep within, behind my armor and formidable weapon, the same vulnerable Simp still lurked, desperately yearning for warmth. Often, seeing her from afar on the battlefield, I fought the frantic, maddening temptation to rush out from the shadows, rip off my hood, and scream at the world: "IT'S ME! ​​Simp! I'M ALIVE, AND I STILL LOVE YOU! "But each time, I forced myself to retreat. I was terrified of being discovered. Afraid to see indifference or pity in her screen-like eyes again.

Chapter 4. Abandoned under the slabs and a terrible choice

I waited. I waited for a very long time. The dust settled, the sounds of the massive battle faded into the distance. I hoped that at least an Alliance medical detachment or simple Cameramen would return to collect the wounded. But no one came. Common soldiers are expendable to the Alliance, cannon fodder, forgotten as soon as their lens fades.

Overcoming the terrible pain of my system, I somehow managed to crawl out from under the rubble, centimeter by centimeter. But my legs were completely crushed by the concrete slabs—the metal frame was reduced to useless, flattened scrap. Half-delirious, I crawled through the gray dust until I came across the corpse of my unknown fellow Cameraman. With my own hands, using scraps of rebar as primitive tools, I dismantled my own mangled legs and attached his legs to myself, crudely connecting the servos directly to my power source.

Rising to my new, alien feet, I looked at my filthy hands. At that moment, I made a decision: the weak, naive Simpa in the brown jacket was no more. He had died under that rubble. Now there was only Assassin.

Chapter 3. The Second Attempt and the Fateful 57th Episode (Episodes 54–57)

In Episode 54, I made one last desperate attempt. This time, I prepared a regular red rose. When I handed it over, TV Woman finally took the flower and gave me a friendly pat on the shoulder before disappearing. My hope flared up again. I thought all was not lost.

After that, I followed her literally on her heels, trying to be useful on the battlefield (episodes 55-56), although I still remained a weak and timid Agent.

And so came Episode 57 (Part 2). The battle to sanitize the Speakerman Titan. Everything went awry. First, heavy concrete slabs from the destroyed building collapsed on me, pinning me to the ground. I lay helplessly under the rubble.

Meanwhile, Plungerman showed an overconfidence. He naively attempted to single-handedly destroy the parasite on Titan Speakerman's neck, but the massive Titan caught him. He crushed Plungerman in his fist with immense force, inflicting grievous, critical wounds, and then simply tossed his mangled body aside.

TV Woman teleported right up to us. I reached out to her from the rubble, believing she would save me. But she didn't even glance in my direction. Ignoring me, she rushed to the wounded Plungerman, helped him, took his hand, and the two of them teleported away, leaving me to die under the heavy slabs. My world had completely collapsed.

The Path of the Simp Cameraman: A Chronicle of Canon, Heartbreak, and Rebirth in the Shadows

Chapter 1. First Appearance and the Birth of Feelings (Episodes 49–53)

I was an ordinary Agent in a brown jacket and a red-and-yellow striped tie. Our war was going to hell until she appeared in episode 49—TV Woman. Her purple glow, grace, and strength instantly robbed me of my peace. I fell in love like a boy.

In episode 50, during the Alliance's anniversary celebration, I simply stood in the crowd, applauding enthusiastically, watching her. I wasn't a hero, I was just a humble spectator.

Between battles (episodes 51-52), I was constantly thinking about how to get her attention. While the others were planning their attack, I was looking for a way to express my feelings.

Chapter 2. Purple Rose and a Friend's Support (Episode 53)

In Episode 53, I took a chance. To stand out, I found not an ordinary rose, but a rare, purple one—the same color as her glow. When she approached, I, dying of awkwardness, handed her the flower. My lens was frantically focusing, and I was all tense with excitement.

But she didn't even touch the rose. A mocking little face lit up on her screen, and she ignored my gesture and simply teleported away.

The flower fell from my hands. I was left standing alone, crushed and disgraced in front of everyone. I fell to my knees, almost crying from the hurt. At that moment, my best friend, the red-cloaked Cameraman (who would later become DaFuga's secret agent), approached me. He placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder, trying to console me and restore my will to live. Thanks to him, I stood up.

Character: Chamberlain-Assassin (Simp) - Inner World

The ordeals of war, the bitterness of loss, and the acceptance of the role of secret Alliance assassin have forever changed the once-simple Kameraman. Now his personality is woven from stark contrasts: an icy professionalism on the outside and a sensitive, vulnerable soul within.

Secrecy, composure and seriousness

In combat and on missions, Simp is the absolute embodiment of silence and lethality. There's no trace left of his former fussiness.
Silence and restraint: He practically stopped speaking, preferring to express his thoughts with short, rare gestures or dry tactical reports. His movements became smooth, predatory, and silent.
Iron Discipline: He never panics. Whether he's facing a massive Skibidist ambush or mortal danger, his lens assesses the situation with cold, calculating precision. He's collected, incredibly serious, and completely focused on the Alliance's survival. At first glance, he appears to be an emotionless "weapon," a killing machine.

Hidden kindness and naivety

However, this mask of composure is merely a protective shell. Deep down, Simp remains the same kind and sensitive man he once was.
– Quiet Compassion: He will never pass by a wounded ally. He can silently, without asking for thanks, pull an ordinary Cameraman lab technician from under the rubble or cover a comrade's back in a hopeless fight, and then just as silently disappear into the shadows.

• Secret vulnerability: He still believes in a better future and justice. His cruelty is directed exclusively at his enemies, while he feels a deep, albeit carefully concealed, loyalty to his comrades.

Attitude to TV Woman: Curse and Salvation

Love for TV Woman is his main weakness, his secret sin and at the same time

Character Description: Cameraman Assassin (Simp) - Version 2.0

Head and Silhouette

Instead of a human head, a classic, mechanical, jet-black CCTV camera is mounted on his shoulders,* featuring a distinctive rectangular lens and a small, round eyepiece underneath. The camera is capable of rotating 360 degrees, capturing even the slightest heat signatures from enemies.
The head is completely concealed by a deep, rigid hood, shaped like an eagle's beak. The shadow within the hood is so thick that the camera lens only occasionally glimmers with a dull bluish light from the darkness.

Enhanced Assassin's Armor (Ezio Auditore Aesthetics)

The outer armor is a masterpiece of defensive art, combining dense fabric, embossed leather and light metal plates:
– Quilted Doublet (Robe): The base is a long-skirted white and gray doublet with intricate cross-stitching and a diamond pattern. The robe's sides are divided into sections for maximum mobility in parkour and combat, and the edges are decorated with delicate silver embroidery.
– Protective elements: A heavy leather pauldron, consisting of three overlapping plates with metal edging, is attached to the left shoulder. A wide leather shoulder strap, decorated with silver plates and buckles for attaching throwing knives, runs diagonally across the chest.
– Waist segment: The abdomen and lower back are protected by a wide leather corset, over which is tied a long sash of a deep dark red color. In the center is a massive steel plate with a grenade.