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Jason Umbra

Spectre || The Elite Spy

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a character in “Hit List”, as played by jericho193

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{ "High Speed, Low Drag" }
--Jason


Dialogue Color ✦ #78866B (Camouflage Green) || Thought Color ✦ #728FCE (Light Steel Blue)


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F U L L N A M E
Jason Umbra


N I C K N A M E S
Spectre, Jace, Ace


A G E
28


E T H N I C I T Y
New Zealander, Australian, British


S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual


R O L E
Elite Spy


{ "Now you see me..." }
--Jason


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H E I G H T
6'1


W E I G H T
185


H A I R C O L O R
Dark Brown


E Y E C O L O R
Green


S C A R S / T A T T O O S
None


G E N E R A L A P P E A R A N C E
Jason tends to wear any type of style but when he isn't spying he goes for a very casual look. Nothing flashy but just enough classy to blend in with most crowds without gaining too much attention.


{ "Now you don't..." }
--Jason



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S K I L L S E T
Escapologist✦ Constraints, cages, cuffs all of which can only slow him down. Only takes a matter of time for Jason to escape anything.
Master of Disguise✦Like a ghost he can infiltrate anywhere at anytime. He could be a school teacher, a high-profile general, or a lowly janitor and you'll never know.
Hand-to-Hand Combatant✦ Jason has trained extensively in CQC techniques making him very deadly even without a weapon.


P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S
✦ Analytical ✦ Calm ✦ Tactical ✦ Drive ✦ Loyal ✦ Funny ✦ Charismatic ✦ Self-Reliance ✦ Distant ✦ Distrusting ✦ Stoic ✦ Self-Critical ✦ Manipulative ✦

Spectre being his code-name is something that really defines him. His distant stares, the way he slips away from crowds, following his own agenda, striking in plain sight, these skills among others make him a ghost. Only stories can really tell what Jason does for you will never find any recorded evidence of Jason even existing. Those that have seen what he can do are haunted by his actions. He can be everywhere and nowhere.

Jason is the embodiment of what you would think of as a spy. He can literally change his mood, accent, or personality at the snap of his fingers. Making it very hard to figure out what he really is thinking. Deep down he does know where his loyalties lie, even if no one else does. When he is himself he can seem very distant and uncaring, which most of the time he really doesn't care but he will lead you to believe that he does. He has a very hard time trusting others and their intentions, he will always keep everyone at arms length. Jason can stab people in the back but others will have a very hard time finding his back.

He is not an extremely social person but he isn't anti-social, Jason will crack jokes and talk to a person. He would just rather be a lone wolf. Jason is self-reliant, even with his employers and allies. He was trained to operate by himself with no form of backup or support deep within enemy lines. Leading him to believe that the only person he can ever trust is himself.


{ "Once you've lived the inside-out world of espionage, you never shed it. It's a mentality, a double standard of existence." }
--John la Carre


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L I K E S
Challenges If it was easy then everyone would be ding it✦ Getting What He Wants He always wins✦ Sugar It helps keep his mind active✦ ConflictIt keeps his skills sharp✦ TrainingFrom working out to sparring to shooting it keeps Jason stress-free

D I S L I K E S
Alcohol It impairs a person too much✦ Shortcuts Its just not his style to do things the easy way✦ North Korea Lots of bad blood here✦ Skinny Jeans He refuses to wear these type of pants✦ Politics it makes life a lot harder for Jason✦

H O B B I E S
The GymWatching MoviesMeditating

H A B I T S
Taps his fingers ✦ Always feeling for his weapons ✦ Blankly Stares

F E A R S
Forgetting who he is ✦ Tight Spaces ✦ Dying in a Fire

D R E A M S
To Be Normal Jason wants to live a life where he doesn't need to look over his shoulder✦
To Sleep At Night Because of his lifestyle Jason really doesn't sleep without having nightmares✦
To Settle DownHe wants to buy a ranch and live in Utah ✦



{ “Spy' is such a short ugly word. I prefer 'espionage.' Those extra three syllables really say something." }
--Howard Taylor


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H I S T O R Y
Jason's life has been as much of a mystery as his occupation. What is known (or remembered) is that Jason and his family moved to the United States from New Zealand. Supposedly, he had lived a normal life until a horrible accident changed his life. Details of the accident are unsure but his parents and little sister were killed when he was 16. Jason even lost sight in his left eye. What is known about Jason is that he had applied for the different branches of the US Military multiple times. Each time he was denied due to his blind left eye. Eventually, Jason joined with a Private Security Company that had sent him to places mainly in South-East Asia. From Cambodia to Thailand to Indonesia, he had spent a few years in this part of the hemisphere working as a security contractor.

One day Jason had a run in with the Chinese Triad in Vietnam. This is another event that is vaguely remembered but Jason was fatally shot 4 times. The local doctors frantically tried to save Jason but failed to do so. Jason was pronounced dead. Somewhere overseas someone had authorized to bring back Jason to the United States. For reasons unknown they were able to bring back Jason but as something different. His eye was fixed, he was faster, he was smarter but he couldn't remember anything. In return for his life Jason was asked to join Operation S.E.A. With nothing else to really go to Jason had accepted.

Training came as he was molded into the perfect spy. Dropping him in crowds to blend in. Speaking with linguists to learn languages and change his accents. Gun ranges to keep him shooting straight. Little by little he started to lose the human side of himself. He stopped caring in a way. He couldn't remember who he was so why should he care about what he was going to do? With this state of mind it became a lethal combination.

The War that S.E.A. was preparing for had ended just as quickly as it had started. Jason had surpassed expectation and created lethal results. Suddenly, there was no use for Jason anymore and he was dropped into the real-world, after being brainwashed. But it was only a matter of time before his nightmares at night made him remember who he really was and what he used to do. People he knew were starting to drop like flies. Tired of being hunted, Jason decided that he would become the Hunter.

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So begins...

Jason Umbra's Story

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Current Location: Romania || Dialogue Color ✦ #4B0082 || Thought Color ✦ #DA70D6 || Mood: Anxious

She was living like a vampire at this point. Not wanting to risk her identity in the daylight, she only went out at night. Checking her watch it read 10:45pm. Where the fuck are they? She wasn't always so anxious, but considering just two weeks ago she witnessed Jason's murder, another assassin, before her very eyes. Not doubt it was the other assassins hired by the government to terminate their little "guinea pigs". And there wasn't a thing she could of done. Sure, she could of easily gunned down the other man or woman, but not in broad daylight. There were too many innocent lives at stake for a full out gun battle. So for now, she stuck to the cover of night. It was harder to detect them then.

Waiting in the empty warehouse for the others to join to talk details, she warily watched the doors and widows. If anyone other than those she knew walked or climbed in, she'd be ready. The guns she kept concealed under her light jacket were ready to use at a moments notice. But for now, they were stashed away. She checked her watch again, growing impatient. Pacing the floor with her arms crossed across her chest, she waited.

As she waited she heard the sounds of a helicopter flying overhead. Memories flashed before her. The sounds of gunfire going off, and utter chaos surrounding her. Before when she wasn't, "herself", she would jump from helicopters, planes, buildings, you name it. Getting to her target was all that had mattered. "Do what you were trained to do." It repeated itself over and over again in her head, like a broken record. And she did. She'd killed without a moment's notice, and without remorse. But that was the, and this is now. Now she had remorse. She wasn't simply a mindless animal bent on doing the government's dirty work.

Taking a seat in one of the fold up chairs available all over the warehouse, she sat and took out her gun. Looking it over and checking the clip to make sure it was full. Funny how such a small weapon could weigh so much. As she began to polish her weapon, she leaned back and kept watch for the other Operation S.E.A. former recruits.

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Current Location: Bucharest, Romania || Dialogue Color ✦ #78866B (Camouflage Green) || Thought Color ✦ #728FCE (Light Steel Blue) || Mood: Whatever


Out of all the places in the world, Bucharest wasn't exactly in the top ten spots to have a vacation in. This was very evident in the scenery that surrounded Jason, the "Spectre". The buildings seemed to be older than his father and it looks like they haven't seen a deep clean in quite a few years. The darkness of the night didn't help but give the place a gritty look. Street lights pierced the night sky with the combination of streetcars driving by. Jason scanned the scene and looked for a special "shop", you don't buy clothes or groceries at this type of place. Then he finally saw it, a place that was advertising pest control. From some of his contacts Jason knew that this was the place to go to for some "personal protection".

Entering the shop you'd think that they never had any business. If anyone needed pest control this place would definitely need it. A Romanian shopkeeper appeared behind an antique counter and eyeballed Jason, he warned the Spectre,"I think you're lost friend."
Jason coolly replied, "With that answer I think I'm in the right place. I have a cockroach problem, they're as big as rats." Jason made sure to make an emphasis on the code words in the sentence to make sure this man knew what his intentions were. The Romanian nodded his head and motioned for Jason to follow him into the back room.

This room was a stark contrast compared to the front room. Everything seemed clean and metallic, wood was replaced with metal, dark earth colors were taken over by lighter synthetic colors. The Romanian opened up a locker to reveal an arsenal of modern day weapons, from pistols to long range rifles. He asked Jason,"How big is your cockroach problem?"
"Not very big,"Jason replied as he reached for a metal pistol,"but I want to be prepared." Jason inspected the Jericho 941 Sub-Compact for any imperfections or flaws that could cause a problem when he was using it. After a few seconds he cleared the quality of the handgun. Jason racked the slide of the pistol and holstered it inside his waistband for when he would need it.

The Romanian handed Jason 3 extra magazines, in return Jason handed him an envelope containing 5,000 bank notes. Jason thanked the man,"I appreciate the help, these tools will help with clean up." The man smiled as Jason made his way back out to the street. Jason checked his watch, he knew he was a bit on the late side but he needed a weapon. Doing things by hand has been messy. He continued to the warehouse where he was supposed to meet the others.

He found two girls and a guy talking, not wanting to startle anyone Jason made sure to stay in a well lit area as he approached the group. Making himself known he said,"I thought the last party I went to was dead..." He leaned against a wall near the group of killers. "Oh wait, Charlotte is here,"Jason winked at the gun toting blonde,"Nice peice, by the way. So, what's the plan?"

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Current Location: Romania || Dialogue Color ✦ #4B0082 || Thought Color ✦ #DA70D6 || Mood: Indifferent

Alone to her thoughts, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching and stopped cleaning her gun when she looked up and saw Roksana, aka Viper. The last time she remembered her, or so her fleeting memory came up with, was a mission in Greece to kill the prime minister. She was a worthy partner and had extensive knowledge in poison and the works. Girl knew how to get away with murder and make it look like an accident. "Viper. Thanks for coming on short notice. There's a lot to be discussed."

Another body was making their way to the warehouse. The lazy stroll exuded arrogance and confidence. No less when the face came into view, it had to belong to the one and only Tommy Locke, or Unlocked as he often told them to call him. They had often used Tommy's expertise in getting into hard to crack places and getting crucial information for important missions. He was often in the background, but when push came to shove, he knew his way around a gun. "Same old WWW. Not much has changed for you has it?" She meant it all in good humor, but this wasn't a vacation, they were on the run for their lives. As the small chat progressed as they waited for the other members, Jason came into view.

Charlotte's memory was more clear when it came to Jason, or as he liked to be called Spectre. Him and the other Jason, that was recently murdered, were very close. Like Spectre, Jason was also an elite spy that often backed Charlotte up when she needed someone to cover her. Seeing Spectre brought on a wave of emotions Charlotte kept with a blank mask. It only brought up recent memories of holding a bloody Jason in her arms as people looked on astonished and trying to help her, but it was too late. Clearing her throat she looked up to face him, "Spectre, always a pleasure." Putting her gun away she faced the small party she assembled. "I want to thank you guys for all coming. As you all know, the government has been hunting us down like animals, and I guess to an extent, we are. Jason, or as some of you may have known him as Ace... he's dead. Murdered in broad daylight. The government is getting more ballsy, so this is your warning. You're not safe at any point. We need to look out for one another."

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Current Location: Bucharest, Romania || Dialogue Color ✦ #78866B (Camouflage Green) || Thought Color ✦ #728FCE (Light Steel Blue) || Mood: Intrigued


After Jason had made his entrance, he couldn't help but notice that Charlotte was deep in thought when she had greeted him. He wondered what she could have been thinking about. Was there something in his teeth? Maybe a stain on his shirt? Or was his gun sticking out, that one was always awkward to explain to people. He checked all of these things and Jason felt like everything was in order. Maybe it was something else?

Jason had a hard time remembering his relationships with all of these operatives. He knew names and if these names wanted to kill him or not but beyond that his memory was very foggy. For example his relationship with Charlotte, he wasn't sure if they were good friends or if they wanted to rip each other's throats out. As of now she wasn't aiming her gun at him so hopefully it wasn't the latter. But with her good looks he really hoped there wasn't any problems between the two.

Charlotte put away her gun and gave a quick briefing. "I want to thank you guys for all coming. As you all know, the government has been hunting us down like animals, and I guess to an extent, we are. Jason, or as some of you may have known him as Ace... he's dead. Murdered in broad daylight. The government is getting more ballsy, so this is your warning. You're not safe at any point. We need to look out for one another." Jason kind of perked up at the name of Ace. Jason vaguely remembered the other Jason and he felt good about his name. He probably got along with Ace, with a callsign like that how could Jason not get along with him? It was sad to learn of his demise. Whatever he was born into was something he didn't ask for. Now they all had to face the consequences.

Call it Jason's animal instincts but somehow he has lived this far. He was getting tired of running. The Spectre wanted to take the fight to the big dogs. He didn't want to run anymore. He made this evident in his response to their warning,"Alright, so when are we going to take out the guys that want to take us out? I'm tired of running. Im sure we all are." He waited for a response as he tapped his gun holster, indicating what he was ready for.