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|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 20 2006, 04:53 PM|
| Name: Arnold Johnston
Occupation: Car Salesman
Birth place: Chicago Illinois
Current Residence: Baltimore Maryland
Physical Description: Has a slight pot belly due to a few too many beers a few too many times a week. Wears dark rimmed glasses (think 1950's minus the white tape) and occasionally a strap to keep them on his head (only durring any kind of work that might make him sweat). He has a small scar above his left eye below his eyebrow and a scar on his upper lip from a reconstructive surgery to repair a cleft lip. He has a USMC "moto" tattoo on his right forearm which consists of a bulldog appearing to rip out of his flesh with the letters USMC underneath that.
Attire: When not working Arnold generally dresses in jeans, Doc Martin dress shoes, a band tee shirt (Led Zeplin, Billy Idol, Kansas, Journey, Tool, and Megadeath are a few of the many), a zip up hoodie (grey) and a brown leather biker jacket (sans the buckles, chains, studds, and other goth/punk bullshit). At work Arnold wears a collared longsleeve shirt, tie, and nice slacks.
Background: Arnold grew up in the suburbs of Chicago. His parents were in the upper-middle class wage bracket and he attended a respectable public highschool. As a measure of rebellion against his family Arnold put for the appearance of "struggling" through high school. His grades were just short of abysmal and he got into the "goth/columbine" scene. It was unusual to see him not wearing his black trench coat and all black clothing durring those years, and he enjoyed the solitude that it offered him. He wasn't bullied (though being a fairly small teenage boy, 5'10" 140lbs) because people seriously thought that he might bring a firearm, or several, to school and shoot everyone up.
At the end of his Junior year (11th grade) Arnold realized that he had more or less screwed the pooch as far as his future was concerend. At the rate he was going, through school wasn't at all difficult for him, he had horrible grades, and his track record was not good enough to get into even the least respected collages. This is when he decided that joining the military was a great idea. He went to the United Stated Marine Corps recruiting office, and after taking a pre-test the recruiter told him "Well son, you've got pretty much any pick of what you'd like to do in the Corps, so what'll it be?" Arnold's immediate response was "Infantry, I like the sound of the security forces." After a bit of debate the recruiter managed to convince Arnold that being in the infantry was probably not the best of ideas, so he enlised into the Intelligence community. 2 months later the "War on Terror" erupted.
After finishing boot camp, and as a final act of rebellion to his parents, Arnold got his first, last, and only tattoo. The USMC moto tat... needless to say that is when he decided that letting your pride in something take over your better senses was not going to happen again. After finishing his schooling in Pensacola Florida Arnold was assigned to the Marine Cryptologic Support Battalion based out of Ft. Meade Maryland. He was assigned to Lima Company, and worked in a National Security Agency sattelite compound (sattelite meaning off campus, not directly related to sattelites) in Linthicum Maryland. This is where he realized that everything he ever saw in the movies about the NSA was a lie. There were no "high speed super secret agents." There was no "Third Echelon" and no "Splinter Cells." All the movies and all the video games were wrong. The NSA was a bunch of fat old men and women who did alot of math, and bitched endlessly about everything.
After 5 years of dealing with that nonsense Arnold decided that he had experienced a little bit too much of a good thing. He decided that rather than reenlisting in the USMC and moving off to California, Hawaii, or North Carolina he would get out and become a government contractor. Unfortunately there was a hiring freeze just before he got out, so he got a full time job working at the BMW of Annapolis. Now he drives a 2006 BMW M5 and struggles to make his payments. He lives in a run down townhouse in southern Baltimore, in an area called Federal Hill.
Arnold has had a fairly sucessful go at being a car saleman. He's plesant and charasmatic, which in his line of work is a winning combo. He's not unfamiliar with firearms, he owns a Sig Sauer P229 .40 for home defense and goes to the range twice a month to keep his shooting up to par. He is very familiar with the M16 and M4 due to his 14 month deployment to Iraq durring OIF II in 2004-2005.
Arnold reached the rank of Corporal (E4) before finishing his service in the military. He would have been promoted to Sargeant (E5) 8 months prior to his end of active service date but he was placed on the Body Conditioning Program (BCP) the same month he was to be promoted, thus nullifying his promotion. He never really like working out, so he avoided it as much as possible, though he did enjoy drinking beer, so he did that on a fairly regular basis. Thus the potbelly.
(I hope that was a good enough character profile for you guys, I'm kinda new to this whole online forum RPG thing. It seems pretty cool though)
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 20 2006, 05:46 PM|
|I'd like to add that after looking at a bunch of character "intros" on here the whole Marine Corps thing is kind of over used... I'd like to emphasize that Arnold was never in a "combat" occupation. He was a Signals Analyst. That doesn't mean that he never used his weapon to defend himself... it just means that his primary job was never shooting at things. Generally, if Arnold had to shoot at someone something has already taken a horrible turn for the worst. Additionally, after the whole "I just got out of boot camp" thing wore off he started to realize that the Corps wasn't the life for him.|
|Posted by: Roncas Nov 20 2006, 05:59 PM|
|Somewhat like my character but Roncs wa s a field combatant. Didnt care for. And got his higher education.|
|Posted by: Cyber78 Nov 20 2006, 10:24 PM|
|Holy crap a guy who knows what the NSA actually does. I think I may just declare this day a forum holiday.|
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 20 2006, 11:08 PM|
|So I take it that since I know what they actually do it's alright that my character has worked for them? Because if not then I'm going to get all Gene Hackman from Enemy of the State and live in a steel shipping container lined with aluminum foil and never look up because the NSA spy satellites are going to take pictures of me and know where I am at ever second... they implant people with bugs you know... hehe|
|Posted by: Cyber78 Nov 21 2006, 12:29 AM|
|Considering that you have an understanding of what the actual NSA does, that's perfectly alright.|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 01:24 AM|
| *Puts on party hat and hands out lil' smokies*
Today is a good day.
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 22 2006, 02:58 AM|
|SWEET! I want a hat too...|
|Posted by: Templar Nov 22 2006, 03:12 AM|
| *Hands Arnold a hat*
|Posted by: Arnold Johnston Nov 22 2006, 03:13 AM|
|WOOOO!!!! I've got a hat now! YES!!!! Uh... yeah, that's all I really wanted... sorry.|
|Posted by: Drunkentiger123 Nov 22 2006, 06:27 AM|
| *joins the gang*
hey, got any beer? my name isnt drunkentiger for nothing, u know...
|Posted by: Templar Nov 24 2006, 05:42 AM|
| Sure sure, *hands tiger a beer*
Oh and by the way Arnold, I officially welcome you to the forum.