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|| O O C ||

I’m sorta at a loss of what to do. The rp community for this franchise is definitely dead but I don’t wanna delete the account. I also don’t know where to find prompts for ask related stuff so idk what I’m gonna do.

If anyones following? What do you wanna see?

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Linda Hamilton as Sarah Connor, Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) dir. James Cameron

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[ 0 0 4 - S t a r t e r ]

Day. . . Six[?] of trying to connect with people. Zilch. I’m starting to think I’m the last man . . . Kid . . . on earth. . . Oh man, that’d blow!

Listen . . .

If anybody’s out there throw me a line would Ya? A ask. A simple hello. Something- anything- to work with!

[ P o w e r / OFF ]

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|| O O C 2

I wanted to make another quick post to sort of clarify a difference. I have two blogs themed around 80s/90s sci fi, horror- and mainly terminator.

This one, is a rp blog(however mainly inactive it is.) this one is for all my ooc stuff like art, fic’s , ramblings and posts etc.

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.06

John is horrible at improve. He’s great with his hands but not his mouth when it comes down to making up a lie on the spot. He’ll blurt out the first thing that comes to mind (thus uncle Bob) and it’s often unconvincing. To his credit he’ll try his hardest to convince you.

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|| O O C

I think I made this blog a few years to late from the height of similar themed blogs. But if anyone is out there… please feel free to interact, we can start something. I dunno if your as in the void as I am but it’d be cool

Anyone who’s blog is , or are into Terminator , 80s horror/sci-fi - little bit if 90s. This is a call,

Is anybody out there?

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John Portman & Associates, Bonaventure Hotel, Los Angeles, California, 1974-1976

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.05

John is not much better then his mom when it comes to socializing. It’s just that he can be friendly and smile once and awhile to a stranger. After awhile his barriers will lower, but he’s always on edge. Most adults tend to think it’s because he just wants to cause more trouble. Really, his trust is thin.

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.02

When John makes a promise, he keeps it. The boy takes his word as his oath and expects the same out of others.

Something that never left him is the way he has people swear. Something as simple as raising your right hand, in other cases it’s not uncommon to see A pinky promise or “cross my heart and hope to die” used in the resistance. It’s childish, but it’s the most honest form one can do.

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[ 0 0 3 - S T A R T E R ]

The boy scurried across the motel parking lot with a dragons hoard in his arms. Coke cans , chips, candies , anything the vending machines could provide. He grinned like a idiot, not thinking about the consequences. He could only think about when he got back to the room and could devour it all. Relax. It���s healthy. He needs this. He’s a growing boy after all.

“Relax , will Ya? It’s totally safe.”

John thought more about the junk food then his own safety. Something that would give his mother a heart attack if she saw him.

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reblog if you want to receive angst inducing anons

e.g. asks about tough subjects for your muse, blaming/guilt-tripping, bringing up fears, pointing out insecurities, etc.

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.04

John doesn’t use guns. He hates them. Even in the worst case Scenario it’s not him who fires. He handles them fine and knows how to use just about any weapon his mom knows, he’s actually a decent shot but just refuses to use them. Luckily, he doesn’t have to in most cases or till his far older.He’s settled in his place of practically being the professional reloader.His ultimate rule is never to take a human life…

This isn’t to say he won’t get in a fight. The kid has a temper and was known for getting into a few in middle school.

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[ 0 0 2 - S T A R T E R ]

[ ENTER PASS ] ****48

. . . Hello?

Is anyone out there. C—-C-Can anyone see this? If your getting this message I need h….8eL…*! —

… Please. |

The laptop sparked and fell apart in the boys hands. “Piece of junk!” He cried. It was another dud in a long line of scraps. Computer’s he’s whipped together from dumpster part’s or abandoned Chips. Quick, simple and traceless. Or should he say useless. John had been trying to make contact with anyone outside of his little world for months and was starting to lose hope.

… there has to be someone else else out there.

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[ 0 0 1 - S T A R T E R ]

The boy laid flat in the bed of the truck. The ridges dug into his back. His breathing as labored. A silent last effort to keep himself hidden. She’d be back any moment now… he just had to wait. The bruised child began counting backwards, staring at a hundred, like counting a passing storm. Waiting for his mother. He counted the sounds around him, the steam, the creaks and moans of the steel plant. Every hiss may well be another thing waiting out there in the dark. Three… two… B O O M. Something deep within the plant set itself off. The truck had only felt the after math, creaking on its broken axis rocking ever slightly to the side. John slapped his hands over his ears. Cmon… come back… please…He’ll live to see eleven. Fifty if he’s lucky. IF being the magic word. What did he have to look for after that anyway? His life had no retirement plan. He had a grand purpose … see he had to be “John Conner the great military leader” it came with a time limit. After he’s done his job he could be disposed of just as easily. It was heavy shit for a kid to think about. He didn’t like to think about it too hard.

John started to count in his head again. Nerves twisted his stomach into knots, the noises grew stronger. He couldn’t stand it. Something was wrong. Like in the movies when a character just knows. Somehow they know, they’re just smarter then everybody else that way. Experienced. He’d only started seeing movies when… never mind. John’s stomach flipped. Something was wrong.. dead wrong.

|| Wanted to write something of a starter. Anyone is welcome, crossovers are alright I just ask that it makes sense. ||