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Mack Johnsen

"What is wrong with this world!? Holy hell!"

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a character in “The Contingency”, as played by InsaenImagination

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Name: Mack Olsen Johnsen

Aliases/Nicknames: Macky to friends and family. The "Paranoid Freak" to most everyone else. Known as "FindingTruth38" across blogs, walls and the Internet.

Age: Twenty

Gender/Sexuality: Male/Asexual

Occupation/Faction: Professional Shut-In/The Mundane





Appearance: Usually stuck-up in his house, Mack wears pajama pants and loose and overly-large shirts under his lab coat. When in public he wears a white dress-shirt tucked into comfortable black dress-pants with his lab coat over it all. He wears nice black shoes everywhere he goes. The hair on his skull is a mess, he doesn't bother to do anything with it even though he does do his facial hair. Mack isn't fat, but he is not built or toned at all. Somewhat fit from walking and lifting things. Macky comes in at six feet tall.

Skills/Powers:
  • Mechanics/Mechanical Engineering: His skill with most anything mechanical is great. He can fix almost anything if he has the plans. Also builds his own things.
  • Electrical Engineering: Usually can fix any electrical problem he has. Is a whiz with electricity.
  • Computer Engineering: Computers, computer programs, he can do it all. Create them, fix them, understand them, hack them. Also, hacking.
  • Psychology: Took multiple psychology courses because of his paranoia. Can understand and read people quite easily.
  • Paranoia: He knows its a strength, a skill to be able to question everything and everyone.
  • Memory: Can mostly remember most of the things he learns/hears/sees.
  • Observational Skills: Due to having lots of free time when he was a child, Mack unknowingly trained his observational skills to something great.

Weaknesses/Flaws:
  • Paranoia: He knows it is a weakness, but Mack can't help it. He's not able to trust anyone at all.
  • Stutter: When highly emotional he gains a horrible stutter that leads him unable to talk.
  • Physicality: Mack isn't very strong and his endurance is quite low.
  • Reliance on Technology: Take away his tool, his technology, his projects and Mach is a genius without anything to work with. He becomes nothing.

History: Born as the third child of five, Mack has always been mostly ignored and left to his own thoughts, his parents punishing his older siblings the hardest while doting and spoiling his youngest the most. He was truly left to his own devices, and didn't rely on his parents for many things. He did rely on them for their money, though. Also born into a family of great wealth, Mack decided to go into the field of engineering and anything to do with said engineering. He has always loved building things.

When he was eight, Mack started memorising things clearer and much more efficiently. Intrigued as to what was causing this, Mack found that he had an eidetic memory. Mack understood that he had a gift, so he trained his memory with trying to remember how many hats are in a room, the features of a painting, et cetera. This, in turn, also boosted his observational skills. After he lost his ability to recall things perfectly, Mack had found that he could see mistakes easier and just see easier. Even though his memory is still amazing, he misses the ability to recall memories perfectly.

Watching anything horror and sci-fi is what caused Mack to become so paranoid. Just thinking that technology could control minds, that people could become...more completely terrified Mack to his core, and he became a shut-in. He studied longer, he stopped talking, the thoughts in his head getting wilder and wilder and then his parents died in a car accident and these habits and thoughts started getting worse. Then he became estranged. Then he started living off his inheritance. And now he is in Starkfield, a place where paranoia sky-rockets. He can't leave though, most of his projects rely on what the city has to offer. Like his AI or Fully Personalized Artificial Intelligence. Or Fiona. Mack's AI is rooted in Starkfield, and leaving would mean to disconnect her and restart everything.

Personality: Mack is a loner. He is truly a shut-in, barely leaving the confines of his house and never talking to anyone. Even when situations that permit that he has to talk, he doesn't. He is fearful of most anything, anyone and everything. Except himself of course, but even that solace is slipping. He finds comfort with his creations, his machines and his technology.

His mind is on fast-forward all the time. He thinks and thinks, and when talking to himself, he talks fast but normally. When in a very stressful situation, or when he is highly-emotional Mack stutters and usually has to take a moment to compose himself. When working, his mind is solely on the project, to finish it in record time. When he isn't working, he comes up with crack-pot theories that are sometimes actually right.

When on the Internet he hides behind firewalls, leaves traces of other people and just doesn't let the source be traced back to him. On the Internet, only known as "FindingTruth38" he is outspoken, he truly lets his mind have voice. But usually only people like him are drawn to Mack. When "normal" people come across Mack, they call him crazy and paranoid.

Overall, Mack is unapproachable. He will turn the other way if he catches you looking at him. Even thugs are frightened of him due to his sketchy nature.

So begins...

Mack Johnsen's Story

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The diner had become a cluster fuck. Diamond men fighting crazy waitresses and now another crazy bastard. One. Huge. Cluster fuck. And when the dark-dressed one told Mack that he was camera shy and shot beside his head, well, thank some type of deity that Mack wasn't killed.

So when Mack felt the bullet pass just above his head, he dropped straight to the ground and pulled out his phone. Quick, like lightning, Mack typed in 'Post everywhere. Anonymous. No trail.' The bluetooth that connected the glasses to the phone activated and Fiona, the ever amazing AI, started churning out the video to every single site that would host such a video. In minutes, anybody anywhere would be able to see what was happening.

But Mack, still in the danger zone, had to get out. Of course, that was easier said than done, but Mack had to try. Now, when in a situation like Mack and others were in, they would break in fear and freeze-up. Mack, though, lived in constant fear, constant paranoia. He was already ready that something was going to happen. Maybe not this, but hey! it's not everyday that you see a diamond monsters.

So, still on the floor Mack started crawling towards the bathroom, because the bathroom was one of the easiest ways to get out of a building. Well, this building anyway. Mack studied the building plans for the diner and had them committed to memory. It always good to have a contingency plan.

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#, as written by Dae Mec
Day 1: Spring, 20XX
Location: Starkfield, USA.


The clean-up crew, as they were colloquially known, quickly arrived on the scene. In the back of their gray, nondescript van was Durandal's suit. Also in the back was signal-jamming equipment, effective against most transmission signals.

An ambulance also arrived on scene. All the people were medical personnel, but all were also from the Contingency. Quickly, they began treatment on the injured—and they began taking away the dead bodies.

The setting changes from Starkfield to Earth

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[one hour before the fight]
Serenity was practically beaming behind stage. The W-Diner had finally asked them to play for them. They were going over the three songs they would perform. Full Moon Bliss, The Hearts Hunger, and Forest Dweller were their choices for the evening. These three were their best. After going over the songs they did their sound check of their equipment. She could practically feel the crowd behind the curtain. Her grin grew wider as she took a quick peek at the crowd.

[presently]
Sitting down she went over the notes on her guitar quietly, loosing herself in the music in her head. She was suddenly snapped out of her daze by a scream. She froze, only spurring to action when she heard a sickening crunch. She motioned for her crew to stay back, as she was protective of them, and peeked out of the curtain once more. Her eyes widened at the creature before her as it stalked out of the restaurant. She was very afraid and through that fear she felt power, not one but a few. She dug her nails into her palms. It was all she could do to keep herself from copying one of them.

She swayed on her feet, backing up from the curtain she turned around and spoke quickly to her crew. "Stay in here, I mean it, what ever you do don't follow me, stay hidden, call the cops." she said then dashed out into the diner. She made a beeline to Azrael, seeing as she had a medical talent. "What happened? And what can I do to help." Serenity found it hard to concentrate on her face as the powers shifted around her all battering at her.

Her attention suddenly snapped to the Knight, hearing his booming voice. Without waiting for Azzy's reply she took off outside to keep an eye on the situation. She hid in case she needed to step him, she felt that her friends lives were on the line. She felt like a rubber band on the verge of snapping. She had figured out who all had powers just by the feel. The waitress with her golden eyes, the Knight had something as well as the EMT she spoke too and not to mention the crystallized giant. She figured the best one to copy would be the giant as he would be the opponent she faced if need be. she trembled with fear and anticipation both.

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The vibration of his phone almost cause Mack to fall back down to the bathroom ground. But it didn't. Why? Because Mack refused to fall. Also, because the floor was nasty. Mack finally pulled himself out of the Diner with one last huff of effort. Placing his back against the outside wall of the diner, Mack pulled out his phone. He looked at the message and swore. We are being jammed sir.

What to do, what to do? Mack asked himself as he kept trying to catch his breath. He typed a message back to Fiona.

Can you get past the jammer?

It is possible sir. But I would recommend getting away from the danger zone as fast as possible, lest you get hurt.

Not yet. One more video. Block the jammer to the best of your abilities. No. Wait. Did the video from before save?

Yes sir.

Mack nodded to himself. Now, in this moment in time the main character of a story or movie would sneak to be just behind the wall to listen and watch the commotion. The main character. Fiction. As Mack was not the main character, nor was he fiction, Mack decided to do what any upstanding and respectable person would do...Run. Run. Run. Because that was the only thing that he could do. No point to die when you could fight another day. Or, well...Mack wasn't really going to fight so...survive another day?

Fiona, is the satellite overhead?

Yes sir.

I want images then. I want to see everything that is happening in front of the diner.

Yes sir.

Mack then slinked off, walking in the back alley's to get the hell home. He wasn't dealing with whatever the hell was happening personally. Nope. Nada. Too dangerous.

The setting changes from Earth to Starkfield

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#, as written by Mackamp
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The chaos that ensued on the street was surreal and mind-boggling. It was like watching a Godzilla movie; there were the screamers, the gawkers, the scared stiff patrons running in all different directions away from the dinner. The only difference was there were no subtitles and the 3 different monsters, none of which were covered with scales. First, you have this dude that looked kind of like a crystalline/diamond monster (for lack of a better description)secondly, a man who looks like he is from "Marathon" a video game from the 1990's and lastly a guy who looks like a knight from the Medieval times. Azzy stopped short to hear the Black Knight's prose and as he spoke she eyed his scarf. Her Aunt had taught her to knit that summer and she knew how cold Chicago got and decided to knit him a going away present. Azzy had spent many frustrating hours on that once in a lifetime gift. After that summer she never knitted again, it was too painful and reminded her of him.....it was her scarf....his deep voice brought her back to the present."They call me Knight, The Black Knight. If you have any sort of importance then you'd know who I am, and that I enjoy skinning dogs like you in my spare time. Lucky for you, I'm in a charitable mood. Walk away now, and you'll get a few more days of life before I come and put down all of you mutts." Azzy should have been afraid, should have kept walking down the street, but only walked between the Marathon man and the Black Knight.
"I am no one in the scheme of life, and I don't pretend to know what is going on here, but I do know if you (pointing at the Marathon man)don't leave now that there will be more than just these two guys you will have to face.
Then in Azzy's best Southern drawl,
"We don't take kindly to strangers around here mister, you best be moving on!" (with the gesture of her extended thumb and fist, jerked quickly over her shoulder as if to tell him where to go).
Holding on tightly to a stick in her vest Azzy was ready for whatever was next, when suddenly Chase burst from the diner and sprinted to her. Firmly putting his arm around Azzy's shoulder, he started forcibly walking her away from the scene. "You have to forgive my spirited girlfriend, she is on medicine that makes her think she Wonder Woman. (giving the audience the crazy sign with twirling finger next to head)while he literally drug Azzy down the street to a nearby alley. "What the hell are you doing Chase? Azzy yelled punching him."I am saving your damn life Azrael! Let's get out of here!!" " I can't leave......I have to speak to...."She was interrupted by a loud crash in the alley. The lab coat guy, from the diner, was picking himself up off the garbage cans and stumbling his way quickly down the alley. When she looked back at the scene there was a cloud spreading throughout the crowd.

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(this was accidentally posted in earth When I first posted lol)
[one hour before the fight]
Serenity was practically beaming behind stage. The W-Diner had finally asked them to play for them. They were going over the three songs they would perform. Full Moon Bliss, The Hearts Hunger, and Forest Dweller were their choices for the evening. These three were their best. After going over the songs they did their sound check of their equipment. She could practically feel the crowd behind the curtain. Her grin grew wider as she took a quick peek at the crowd.

[presently]
Sitting down she went over the notes on her guitar quietly, loosing herself in the music in her head. She was suddenly snapped out of her daze by a scream. She froze, only spurring to action when she heard a sickening crunch. She motioned for her crew to stay back, as she was protective of them, and peeked out of the curtain once more. Her eyes widened at the creature before her as it stalked out of the restaurant. She was very afraid and through that fear she felt power, not one but a few. She dug her nails into her palms. It was all she could do to keep herself from copying one of them.

She swayed on her feet, backing up from the curtain she turned around and spoke quickly to her crew. "Stay in here, I mean it, what ever you do don't follow me, stay hidden, call the cops." she said then dashed out into the diner. She made a beeline to Azrael, seeing as she had a medical talent. "What happened? And what can I do to help." Serenity found it hard to concentrate on her face as the powers shifted around her all battering at her.

Her attention suddenly snapped to the Knight, hearing his booming voice. Without waiting for Azzy's reply she took off outside to keep an eye on the situation. She hid in case she needed to step him, she felt that her friends lives were on the line. She felt like a rubber band on the verge of snapping. She had figured out who all had powers just by the feel. The waitress with her golden eyes, the Knight had something as well as the EMT she spoke too and not to mention the crystallized giant. She figured the best one to copy would be the giant as he would be the opponent she faced if need be. she trembled with fear and anticipation both.