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Connor Safehouse, Day after Christmas
John was still finding bits of wrapping paper and bits of wrapped bots (seriously, never leaving ribbon out again; it'd be locked up in the gun safe from now on) all over the house, but he didn't mind much ( Read more... ) -
Around the Arms Hotel, Fandom Island
John Connor had survived; that was the best he could say. The war had taken a toll on him; half-starved, he patrolled the perimeter of the hotel to make sure it was safe for the night. -
The Pentagon
"This is a bad idea. This is a very very bad idea," John said to himself, running over his plan one last time. "Yo! Citizen Soldier! You ready ( Read more... ) -
John's Laptop
John was running scenarios, trying to figure out what would be the best plan, or plans, to go forth with taking care of a certain terrorist organization; out of habit, he checked his e-mail.
The message:
* Pearl Harbor. Regroup Priest Lake ID*Shit. Pearl Harbor...must be code. John stared at the laptop in horror as he figured out what it meant. ( Read more... ) -
Undisclosed location, Virginia
John 'Kill Switch' Connor had ventured over the river and through the woods to some out-of-the-way non-disclosed location (which showed up on Googlemaps, including satellite pics). Inside was a cache of information gleaned from the NSA and Joe forces, as well as a collection of G.I. Joe forces who were in the area and heeded the call to regroup ( Read more... ) -
Virginia Safehouse, Saturday, Sept5
John sat on the couch, using his special laptop that was never connected to the Internet, to run tests on some private code. The code was burned on a recordable disc, not a rewritable, and any changes was burned onto another disk for safety ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Quotes to work in to VampyPast Weekend
"I was put here to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and we ran out of gum last year."
"Everything is air-drop capable, at least once."
"Come with me if you want to live." / "I'll be back."
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Connor Safehouse, Virginia, Thursday afternoon
It was a bad day to be John Connor. The 'bots had gotten into the medical supplies, and somehow they'd gotten into his other supplies, and now John was holding a nurses's uniform and crying in the corner because he was so alone and emo.
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Connor Safehouse, Virginia, Sunday morning
Yesterday, John woke up to find the house overrun with people, ranging from toddlers to fully-grown adults. Big ones, too. Big scary ones.
So John's brain broke a bit when he shouted for his dingbots Sparky and 'Scorpy and two of them bounded out and tried to bear-hug him.
There was a lot of brainglue needed. The big gallon bucket, even.
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Room 111, Arms Hotel
John Connor opened the door and immediately started checking through the cache of weapons and foodstuffs. First things first: secure supplies, then dance the night away.
[Establishy and open!]