you're waiting for a train
CHASE ROBINSONPROFESSIONAL | CARETAKER, CIA CONSULTANT
you create the world of the dreamfull name:
Chase Maxwell Robinson.nickname:age:
August 16, 1976.totem:
A .45 ACP round with a bad primer. It only fires in the dream.
forgive me for wanting a little specificityheight:
Light brown.general appearance:
With fair skin and light hair, Chase strictly sticks to his Anglo-Saxon heritage. He has his father's strong jaw and sharp eyes, and his mother's nose and mouth. The freckles are entirely his own--no one is quite sure where he got those from. Beyond the hereditary, war has forged a strong, healthy body with more than a few lasting reminders of his days in the 5th Battalion. Most obvious is the tattoo on his right shoulder in the likeness of the battalion's badge, featuring a lion's head above two crossed rifles, and a ribbon beneath with the inscription "Vincit qui patitur". While most scars have mostly faded, there is still a considerable one running the length of his left forearm, from the outside of his elbow almost all the way to the wrist, as well as a curved scar beneath his right eye.
His sense of style is immensely practical and simple. His hair is always kept short and easy to manage, and shaves quite regularly to avoid the bother of a beard. Jeans and shirts, button down or t-shirts, are good enough for him. He can't recall the last time he dressed up, and doesn't own a single suit. Boots are one thing he won't be caught dead without, and quality boots at that; the rest of his wardrobe may be bargained priced, but he doesn't mind any expense for a good pair of boots.
His most distinctive feature by far is his speech. He carries a distinct South African accent, often lapsing from one language to another mid-sentence without much thought about it.pb claim:
my subconscious seems polite enoughpersonality:
Though he digs graves rather than filling them these days, he is very focused on his work, taking a lot of pride in maintaining the grounds of the cemetery even with a small staff and little machinery at his disposal. It is honest, hard work and gives him plenty of time to be alone amongst the dead. As a result, his social life has suffered, and is nearly nonexistent. On occasion he will venture to the grocery store, or visit a bar for a few drinks, but beyond fellow employees and CIA agents, and a prostitute or two, Chase has very little human contact on a regular basis.
It's not so much that he is unfriendly, Chase is just unfamiliar with how to interact with people. Even after five years of living stateside, Chase has yet to adapt to his new surroundings. He is caught up in the past with his mistrusting mentality, defensive nature and abrasive mannerisms. In a lot of ways he is still a soldier, ready to fight at any moment for self-preservation, and as such has great difficulty meshing with the relatively violence-free and laid back society he's found himself in.
His skewed perception is coupled with several admirable traits as well. For one he is very direct, and very honest, and appreciates the same from others. Even if his opinion is "rude" or "politically incorrect" he has no issue with sharing it, and no apologies for offenses caused. Responsibility defines him in a major way as well, as he takes on the responsibility of others onto himself. After causing so much damage in his life, he feels the need to make up for it now as best he can, with what little resources he has. If that means making sure the flowerbeds next to a loved one's grave are maintained and killing enemies of the state that threaten the civilian populace, then so be it.
As far as actual friends go, he's never considered himself to have one of any worth, and he probably hasn't. His idea of selflessness is linked to what he sees as ineffectual humanitarian groups, thinking they can make a difference with their bottled waters and immunizations. Most of his dealings, even with his uncle, are based on how much use he is to the opposing party, and vice versa. There are people in his life, some more prominent than others, but he's never gone as far as to consider them as someone to trust and confide in. They are just people.
While contradictory, Chase continues to work with the CIA on extraction jobs (as well as others) but he sees it as inherently wrong. The same way that killing is wrong, but he will do that too. They are necessary evils in the world, just like he is, and he feels that the days of his usefulness to the government that reluctantly shields him from his enemies are drawing to a close. He fears being cut loose and left for the wolves, and feels helpless in doing anything to stop it.likes:
- Romance novels.
- Frisky women.
- Big dogs.
- Guns, and weaponry in general.
- Television programs beyond the news.
- Cold weather.
- CIA agents.
- Social events.
- Physically capable, with years of combat experience and military training.
- A bit unorthodox, but he requires very little sleep, and usually breaks this into quick naps throughout the day, allowing him to stay alert.
- Severe problems with communication.
- Due to his arrangement with the CIA, he has considerable financial, travel, and occupational restrictions.
- Guilt. He can be manipulated into doing just about anything if made to feel guilty about his past.
- His uncle tracking him down in the states.
- Being no longer considered valuable enough to protect by the CIA.
- His mother and sister coming to harm in South Africa, where he can't help them.
dreams feel real while we're in themcurrent residence:
Oak Hill Cemetery caretaker's cottage.hometown:
Shurugwi, Zimbabwe. family:
Father - Blake Robinson, deceased.history:
Mother - Alice Robinson, 60.
Brother - Martin Robinson, deceased.
Sister - Mandy Robinson, deceased.
Sister - Bethany Robinson, 35.
Uncle - Colonel John Huntsman, 57.
canon or original:
- Born to white landowners, Chase grew in a tumultuous stage of his country's history where families such as his were forced to give up their lands without compensation to the government. His family was among those who resisted the movement.
- At age 8, the reigning Mugabe forces raided his family's farm, killing many of the workers as well as his father, brother, and younger sister. Chase fled with his mother and remaining sibling while the rest of his family was bludgeoned to death.
- The Robinson's fled to South Africa with many other white refugees, and were taken in by Chase's uncle who ran a private military company, Ironside International.
- Having no sons of his own, the Colonel took Chase as his own, and raised him into the new family business. He was 16 when first taken along on short-term contracts with Colonel Huntsman.
- During the start of the Second Congo War, their mercenary firm was recruited to provide weapons, equipment, training and men by the Rwandan government in order to aid rebel forces in the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
- Colonel Huntsman’s men aided rebel forces in capturing the city of Goma, rich with natural resources, and stayed put, profiting from the conflict minerals of the land.
- After the assassination of the Congo’s president, official conflict began to die down, rebel forces beginning to retreat. Fearing for the security of their lucrative profits, Huntsman looked for a new kind of weapon to help keep the conflict going: shared dreaming.
- Chase was one of the few chosen to be trained in extraction techniques by foreign ex-military groups, out of fear that he might become a victim of his own troops mental warfare.
- Using these new methods of attack, Chase embarked on many missions to extract information from local warlords to sell to their enemies, and ensure that the surrounding land remained unstable and their business could continue.
- The war, on paper, came to and end in 2003, but the fighting and mercenaries remained in the Northeastern section of the country for another three years, when humanitarian groups grew wise to their act.
- With the CIA and Interpol poking their noses around their business, and major corporations swearing off of the conflict minerals and blood diamonds exported from the area, Chase did exactly what he was taught: he cut his losses and ran.
- After meeting with a CIA operative in the area, in exchange for protection, he gave up vital information regarding their operations in the Congo, the names of companies they dealt with, and how minerals were smuggled into surrounding nations. Once Congolese government forces caught wind of this information, with the weaknesses in Colonel Huntsman's perimeter exposed and more than a little sabotage on their side, they attacked the private military outpost. The colonel escaped the firefight, which leaves Chase uneasy to this day.
- As part of his arrangement with the CIA, Chase was flown to Washington DC, placed in a government job working in the local cemetery, where a close eye could be kept on him, and he could do little harm.
- Beyond looking after the dead, he's called on by the CIA from time to time to fill in for their agents on dangerous assignments, so as to not risk their lives, as well as a consultant should his knowledge of corrupt private military institutions ever come in handy.
Speaks French as his second language, as well as enough Swahili to keep a conversation.
Owns a Labrador Retriever, Mandy
, and drives an old pickup truck
you mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darlingname:
edge.where'd you find us?years of experience?contact information:did you read the rules?: