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Will Jackson

Staff Sgt. Sniper/Scout Specialist. G.I. Joe

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Zarhara

Description

Race: Human
Gender: Male
Affiliation:G.I. Joe
Unit ID: 09345-1673-2632H-WJ
Nicknames: Jackson, Jaxs
Age: 26
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 5' 8"
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Distinguishing features:Small scar on right forearm from combat.

Personality

Jackson is a loyal man. He is a bit of a joker but never lets it get in the way of his work. His worst downfall is his conscience he always wants to do what is morally right even if it means getting in the way of orders. He always tries to view things that are bad as a glass half full.

Equipment

M82A1(sniper rifle): 12.7×99mm Barrett M82A1 semi-automatic rifle. Improved variant including redesigned muzzle brake.
FAMAS Rifle
FÉLIN (Fantassin à Équipement et Liaisons Intégrés, Integrated Infantryman Equipment and Communications)
Grenades: Flashbang, frag and smoke.
Gas mask.
Black body armor Sad
Signal Jammer - Jams sensors and communications within a short radius, can be boosted further if linked to a communications tower or other such device.

Medical Kit - Self Explanitory, Non critical injuries only, any critical injuries require med-evac.

History

Frech Foreign Legion soldier was recruited into Sanctum after sanctum fell apart he became a joe.

So begins...

Will Jackson's Story

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Character Portrait: Du Vercinge Lagion Character Portrait: Tech Con Mercenaries Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Ciaphas Cain Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Du Kuldr Goroth Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Ekfricai Character Portrait: Arren Valaj Character Portrait: Chen Saikgan
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The Guardsman looked into the air as a bright light shone overhead, afterwards the Legion soldiers they had been fighting suddenly turned into feathers as they faded away. All the Guardsman began to cheer, some jumping up and down while others actually shot their weapons is the air laughing.

For Cain, he was relived that the battle was over. He was risking his neck out there and he could have died. However there was one last thing he had to do. "Come in Lance Of The Emperor, do you read?" The Commisar spoke however all he could hear was static, he soon tried to vox all the other ships but all he could hear was static. "So the space marines steal all the glory and leave us on this planet...Fine then...I guess its time for paperwork to arrange for some things while we are here..." Cain sighed as he walked outside the command post to issue new orders to his men to begin rebuilding the city and to salvage the fleet that has been destroyed.

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Character Portrait: Du Vercinge Lagion Character Portrait: Tech Con Mercenaries Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Ciaphas Cain Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Du Kuldr Goroth Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Ekfricai Character Portrait: Arren Valaj Character Portrait: Chen Saikgan
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"Did you all see that?" The Invictus pilot asked the ground team as they made it to the ground floor of the building they were in, "No, what happened?" Arya asked, "They disappeared, one of the invading armies. I see others though, you can probably hit them hard and take them out." He said.

Arya and her team made their to the exit, watching the Imperial soldiers celebrate their victory.

"Our orders are to rescue civilians, if these guys get in our way we'll handle them." An Invictus heavy said, "On you, Bones." Another said to Arya, the woman making her way to the front of the group.

She raised a hand, indicating that her team should wait. Slowly and carefully she pushed open the door to the street, taking advantage of the Imperial soldiers' distraction to order her team forward. She and the Invictus soldiers jogged over to another building, peeking inside to see people huddled together.

They could only hope the fighting outside was over, or that the good guys had won at least.

"In here." Arya said to her team, stealthily leading them inside. There were too many people to sneak by, they'd have to clear the area if they wanted to evacuate them.

"It might get gory."

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Character Portrait: Du Vercinge Lagion Character Portrait: Tech Con Mercenaries Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Ciaphas Cain Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Du Kuldr Goroth Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Ekfricai Character Portrait: Arren Valaj Character Portrait: Chen Saikgan
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The Imperial Forced followed their Commisars orders and began to head to work. Tanks now equipped with bulldozer blade began to clear the rubble off the street, guardsman began to work together to fix every damaged building in the area, gathering the injured or dead, and gathering all defensive emplacements and weapons. They were now beginning reconstruction operation and seemed to not be going forward to conquer the area. In fact they were packing up everything.

Meanwhile for Cain he was filling in reports to hand to command once he could return. He wrote about the events, how many men died, what they did after the battle was over, and any additional notes he could write.

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Character Portrait: Tech Con Mercenaries Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Ciaphas Cain Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Arren Valaj Character Portrait: Chen Saikgan
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"They were helping us." A civilian called out to Arya, "Helping you or helping themselves?" She asked, letting out a quiet sigh. "Diplomacy. It ain't my area of expertise, but let's give it a shot." The southern woman said to her team, "On me."

With Arya in front, the team of Invictus soldiers cautiously made their way back out onto the street. Their assault rifles were raised, ready to be fired on anyone that presented themselves as a threat. The team began to fan out slowly, keeping about five to ten meters between them.

The more magically inclined stayed in back, the wall of soldiers protecting them to make sure they could get spells off without being hurt.

"Friendly?" Bones shouted as she and her team approached the Imperial Guardsmen, "This is Arya Sloane of the Invictus. Are you friendly?" She shouted, slowing her approach into it was a full stop.

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Character Portrait: Tech Con Mercenaries Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Ciaphas Cain Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: Will Jackson Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Arren Valaj Character Portrait: Chen Saikgan
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The Guardsman that had been lugging around a beam of metal soon heard heard shouting, as soon as they looked at the source they spotted a group of guys aiming weapons at them. They immediantly stopped, slowly lowered the beam and slowly raised their hands. "Easy there! We are friendlies! We are the Imperial Guard of the Valhallan Ice Warriors, we are just here rebuilding this town! No need to shoot!" One of the Guardsman shouted.

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"We're lowering our weapons." Arya told the Imperials, lowering her weapon until its barrel was mostly aimed towards the ground. It was raised just enough that she could quickly aim down the sights if things went south.

"Who's in charge here?" She asked, "You'll need help if you're here to help." The southerner told the Guardsmen. She turned to one of her team, pointing upwards. The soldier nodded, quickly pulling a cylinder shaped object from a pouch on his utility belt.

He aimed it up at the sky, moments later a flare shot out of it with a subtle *pop* sound.

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The Guardsman slowly lowered their hands before one of them spoke. "The one in charge is called Commissar Ciaphas Cain. He should be near the command post we set up. He is currently overseeing our operations at this point, we can take you there if you need to speak with him." The guardsman spoke calmly.

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Inside a ruined building nearby rubble shifts from something hurling structure aside. Sounds moved as debris rattled closer on something making its way. A bent door shook but twisted would not open. Instead the metal screeched and torqued upward geysers of black dust at the cracks. Red heat swallowed cracks and warps then vanished into its former working sheen. One with the title of Jinhai pulled the door across as smooth as it should be. Through the door it dragged a shattered guard with metal rebar impaled. It turned heel reappearing with a broken torso.

One with the title of Jinhai considered the two broken pieces but didn't have enough for two titles. Now it remained for Jinhai to make whole titles with the pieces of others that remain.
It set down the torso kneeling between them both hands growing angular crystals. Invading wisps of minute black worms spread out among both to prepare for rewriting a title. Flesh decomposed into faint blue under the cloud of worms. A wet slorp of flesh follows draining words one for the other. The pieces of man that were once missing rewritten by a Jinhai as they should be.

Now a whole title remained except for an interfering mass and returning it to its altar. Worms returned from empty armor on one side and a man's gaping hole now gone at the other. It grabs the rebar with a crack of white from inside rips rebar from a woken man pawing at flesh. Jinhai ignored its cries and confusion. It scruffed the armor dragging him to titles of the Living Emperor. Jinhai looked for guards as calm as his loud cargo was not. With as much of the repaired guard's own red painting the armor the gulf of exposed skin on him was conspicuous.

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"That would be nice." Arya told the Guardsman, "It would help both of us in the feature if we knew which sides we're on." The woman continued.

The Invictus airship above began to slowly descend on the street, looking for a clear spot to land. "Landing. Stand clear." The pilot said over his intercom.

"Our guy is going to extract civilians, take them to our headquarters." An Invictus soldier informed the Guardsmen, "If any of you need transport we can provide it."

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Once the Gaurdsman noticed the ship lowering, they began to make way for the ship. "Alright then, follow us. We can bring you all over to him." One of the Guardman spoke and he and his squad began to led the soldiers to the command post. It would only take a minute been the group would see a man dressed in a uniform sitting down next to a massive stack of paper. He was filling in death certificates, events that led to this point, how the space marines won the day.

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The title needed to be in safety with an altar of mankind as it would take time acquiring the vessel. The title Jinhai was dragging tired its vessel the manifested muscle a draining effort. Soon too weak from to argue from strength Jinhai continued to ignore loud idle threats.

It decided against the title's request let it stand and go to safety. The title couldn't walk on the amount of manifested flesh in its legs. Then an overbeing appeared from the clouds or so it thought. Perhaps it was safety? Jinhais' minds reached out to enjoin but found no type of altar it recognized for such actions to be. Still, perhaps safety.

Jinhai skipped toward where the large ship descended to earth. The guardsman's leg armor leaving a furrow of dust behind it as it ran. The skip actually a partial glide its warped legs made a graceful dead run. The sharp words in its dust trail were a thing unknown Jinhai just noted them.

It saw a few other titles headed this way further on. Jinhai felt more confident in its assessment shifting left to pass. The guard yelled clearly as Jinhai loped smoothly past, "Put me down you damned xeno!"

Jinhai listened then ignored his request. The pressing matter was a title with a recording of names. Each their own mark. Jinhai's legs hardened and it slowed down. The blank faced humanoid ambled quietly toward the table where a uniformed man altered titles. It aimed if not deemed an interloper to go about the stack motes squeezing between papers looking for the marker with the guard's title.

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"Secure the civilians." Arya ordered her team, all but one of the group spreading out to search for people still hiding away. Arya and the last soldier began to follow the Imperials to their commander.

Arya wasted no time in speaking as soon as her eyes landed on him, "I'm Arya Bones of the Invictus. I come bringing good ol' fashioned manpower and firepower if you're here to help the city." She said.

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Cain looked up from his papers when he heard a voice. As he looked up he stood up to address the woman. "I am Commisar Ciaphas Cain of the Valhallan Ice Warriors, soldiers of the Imperium Of Man. I would like to say at first this was not originally in our plans to help save a planet, we were here recovering some of our allies when we heard an emergency signal requesting all available fleets to repel an invasion. Short story later, our fleet has been destroyed but we...our allies took out the station leaving us to our own devices. We decided to help rebuild the city as per our duty to mankind, and to ensure the people here have a home to return to. So, is there anything else you would like to talk about?" He said.

His attention however turned to a strange figure, with what appeared to have leg armor belonging to his guardsman. How the hell did that thing get through their lines!? Another hostile!? Cain immediantly drew his pistol as his nearby retinue of elites rushed nearby and aimed their weapons at the figure. Calling for more backup as well. "State your intentions xeno! I do not know where you got that armor but you best not make any sudden moves!" He stated, finger on the trigger of his las pistol.

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Jinhai stopped when weapons came to bear. While Myrkul's Vein was the largest of its kind by far it was not a stranger to diplomacy. It dropped the guardsman it was moving this was close enough an altar defended this well it assumed. Jinhai left the guardsman to his own autonomy.

Louder so they hear its flat voice is still noisy, "I have ignited your broken title with spare parts. The title must rest in the altar of the Living Emperor to integrate the new. I am here to deliver it. And perhaps to ask questions."

It gestured at the gaping hole in the side of the guard's armor where skin shone through.