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Your Nickname: AJ
OOC Journal: lonely_judas rarely if ever used
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Email/IM: fenrismorkai@gmail.com / (AIM) boozeandsurgery
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Character Information ;
Name: John Connor
Name of Canon: Terminator
Canon/AU/Other Game CR: Canon
Reference: http://terminator.wikia.com/wiki/John_Connor
Canon Point: Post Terminator Salvation after he's fully recovered from his heart transplant.
Setting:
In John's world a Department of Defense software project called Skynet became self aware and on July, 25, 2005 initiated a war with humanity by taking control of, and launching all of the United States nuclear arsenal at Russia and other nuclear powers, provoking retaliatory strikes. Within hours it had burned most of the world to ashes, extinguishing over three billion lives in the process. It had however not won. The surviving members of the world's militaries soon learned the truth of what became known as Judgment Day.
Banding together they formed the Resistance. Skynet used automated factories and produced machines, Terminators, programmed to hunt down and destroy the remaining humans.
It was unsuccessful. A leader rose amongst the Resistance, a man named John Connor. He had knowledge of Skynet that no else did. Knowledge of how to smash the machines and take back the world. In 2029 the Resistance finally succeeded. With it's primary defenses destroyed Skynet staged a last ditch attempt to save itself by sending back a Terminator to kill John's mother Sarah. Seizing the facility housing the Time Dilation Equipment too late to stop the machine John was forced to send a soldier back to protect her. Kyle Reese volunteered and was sent back. During the course of his mission he informed Sarah of the future and fathered John with her.
Ultimately Kyle sacrificed his life in an attempt to save Sarah from the machine. In the end it was Sarah that destroyed the machine. She went on to train her son to lead the Resistance and to prepare for Judgment Day, completing the circle.
And that's where we'll be picking up with John in the middle of the war with the machines sometime in 2019, just after he has become the leader of the Resistance.
Personality:
Driven, would be the first word on any list describing John Connor. Since he was born he's been trained to fight a war only he can win, and it has given him a dedication that few can match. John doesn't give up, or give in, but instead always pushes through, convinced of the certainty of his mission. While other men raised under such conditions might come to value the lives of others less than their own, John has done the opposite, often placing himself at risk to save others, well aware of the cost should he fall. In his mind there is no point in saving humanity if it costs the human race its soul in the process. He is absolutely convinced that to go down that road would only lead to humanity's final destruction. It is this dedication, and clarity of purpose that helps make him a great leader. However, his desire to save people has proven to be a weakness in the past, especially when his family is involved and can lead to him acting in a way that others think of as rash. While his decisions are always vindicated in the end, he has had to pay a cost for them, most recently his heart, which had to be replaced with a transplant.
While when he was younger, John may have doubted or been hesitant to embrace his role as leader of the Resistance, the years since Judgment day have purged that from him. The war has also affected his sense of humor. Before Judgment Day John had always been ready with a smartass comment, now he is much more serious in his demeanor. However, amongst close friends, or family that part of his personality does return. This doesn't mean John is a quiet man. He expresses his opinion often, and when he does it's usually forceful, loud, and always with a great deal of passion. Anyone who knew his mother might note similarities between them in that respect, the difference being that John's passion is far more controlled than his mother's, but no less powerful.
John's feelings concerning machines are also not what most people might expect. That he hates SKYNET and its brutally efficient killers goes without saying, but it would incorrect to say that he hates all machines. Kyle Reese may be his biological father, his true father figure growing up was the Terminator sent back to protect him when he was ten years old. He grew very attached to this particular machine, even crying when it chose to sacrifice itself to help ensure his safety. That sacrifice stayed with John, and influenced him to continue to put the well-being of others first. There are few he would admit it too, but he does sometimes wish that "Uncle Bob" had not been destroyed, especially as in the end, SKYNET came online, and Judgment Day occurred.
Abilities and Weaknesses:
While John has no superhuman abilities he is still highly skilled, and dangerous. Since he was a child his mother prepared him for the war to come, finding experts to train him in leadership, unconventional warfare, tactics, firearms, and demolitions. At some point he even learned to fly helicopters. He's also a talented hacker, who has repeatedly broken into SKYNET's systems and disrupted its operations. There's also the fact that he has spent the last fourteen years surviving in a nuclear wasteland while dodging machines that have him as the highest priority target.
He is still just human, though, and he dies just as easily as any other human being.
Inventory:
-M4A1 Carbine with Rail Interface System, M68 Close Combat Optic, and Surefire Millenium Universal weapon light, spray painted to camouflage it.
-Mk. 23 Mod 0 Pistol in a drop leg holster.
-Handheld computer with touch screen interface, and misc hacking, and encryption programs. MotoTerminator eye hooked into the computer for accessing Skynet systems.
-Eight 30 round magazines, 5.56 NATO plus one in the carbine.
-Three 12 round magazines .45 ACP plus one in the pistol.
-Compass and military maps of Southern California.
-First Aid kit.
-Load bearing gear and rappelling harness.
-Set of olive drab BDUs w/ kneepads, boots, and gloves.
-B-3 Bomber Jacket w/ red cloth wrapped around upper left arm.
-Radio with headset, and push to talk button.
-Knife w/ sheath, strapped to right forearm.
Appearance: John is a tall, lean man with short brown hair, and brown eyes. He dresses in modified BDUs, combat boots, and a bomber jacket with a red cloth tied around the left sleeve. Over this he wears a rappelling harness, and his load bearing gear. Scruffy, covered in grime, and with a few days worth of beard growth on his face, John does not present an image that screams savior of humanity. John has a scar on his face that begins as a line above his left eye and then continues underneath the same eye as a Y shaped scar. Though not normally visible he also has a scar on his chest and back from where he was stabbed through the heart, and also from the subsequent transplant surgery to replace it.
Age: 33
Samples ;
Log Sample:
The sun was bright. So bright John was forced to shield his eyes at first until they adapted. It took longer than he would have liked. That wasn't good. It meant he'd been spending too much time underground, too much time crawling through the ruins at night. He didn't have a choice though. He couldn't risk Skynet learning of their position here before the assault. It was too important, too costly. It had taken weeks to set up this post and carefully move enough personnel and equipment to it to carry out this mission. All for this one chance.
They had to take it.
If the strike was successful they'd cripple Skynet's operations in the LA area, at least temporarily. A small victory, but enough of victory for the Resistance to move in and secure forward bases. Enough for them to start driving the machines from the city. Drive them from it, or force them to fight on terrain more favorable to the humans. Urban fighting had always been brutal, with the machines it was murderous. Still, it was better than facing Skynet on open ground where it had every edge. Where the machines could use infrared to easily find even small camps of humans and wipe them out.
Better to fight them here. In close, where the Resistance could perform hit and run tactics, and fade back into the ruins. All of this was possible, but only if they took out this control station and took it out today.
Despite how bright it was out there was still a chill in the air and a touch of frost on the ground. The world was just finally beginning to climb out of the nuclear winter Skynet had plunged it into fourteen years ago. It'd be another decade before temperatures even began to return to normal. Another decade of people dying from the starvation and cold the weather brought. Another decade of war.
John exhaled, watching his breathe turn to steam. Inhaling, he felt the cold air lance his lungs and gums, leaving the taste of blood in his mouth. Blood and dirt. He took a swig of water from his canteen and swallowed. It might have tasted better to just spit it out, but clean water was too precious to waste like that. Turning around he looked at the members of the Resistance that were with him.
Now they were just waiting for the night's patrol of Hunter-Killers to come back. Right on time John heard the whine of their engines overhead. Like good machines they were precise, never late, and always followed the same pattern. Something the Resistance was going to exploit today. “Echo Two Five, this is Echo Zero One. You are cleared to go hot. I say again, you are cleared to go out. Echo Zero One out.”
A moment later Stingers streaked toward the sky from hidden positions other units had been carefully waiting in all night. The HKs tried to evade, but they were too low and they were annihilated in a screech of metal and the roar of the explosions. So far so good, but this wasn't the end yet. Now Skynet would send out Terminators to attack those positions. Which was exactly what John had been counting on. They'd be big, clunky T-600s. Dangerous, but slow and stupid. Determined though. Another thing he'd count on. Carefully, John poked his head above the wall he'd been hiding behind and searched for them with his binoculars. As expected they were running toward the positions the stingers had been fired from. What he hadn't expected was how fast they'd already covered most of the distance. Must have been upgraded.
“Echo One Four, fire, fire, fire!”
The was a roar as Echo One Four set off the claymores that they'd planted over the last several nights, ripping into the Terminators. It wouldn't be enough to kill all of them, or even disable them, but it wasn't meant to. The claymores had been aimed at the machines more vulnerable legs, tearing them apart and slowing them down. They were vulnerable. Now the Resistance could rush forward and smash those metal motherfuckers into scrap along with the control station.
“Get up! Let's move!”
Network Sample:
[Voice]
I suppose it doesn't matter if I use this network, or not, that bitch is still going to be watching. If the situation were any different I wouldn't take this risk, but I need information and this is the only way I'm going to get it. I need to know where I am, what year it is, and how the hell I get out of here and back to my own time? If any of you have that information contact me here.
Connor out.