Jason (in my Lethargic Warrior Series)

First Section: Character Profile1

1. First Name: Jason2

2. Last Name: Anderson (The Just - future episodes)3

3. Age: 274

4. Gender: Male5

5. Species: Human6

6. Bodily Appearance: 5’11, brown eyes, brown hair, thin but not muscular7

7. Born in Brampton, Ontario, Canada. He was born into a family of overachievers which put him in a place of his own making; a dream world which had taken on a genuine existence. His older sister, and only sibling, was too popular for her own good and made him stand in her shadow while he struggled to figure himself out. Jason's father was a dentist and his mother enjoyed her career as a nurse so when he graduated from Ryerson University with a Bachelor of Arts Degree in English, his parents scolded him for not following in the medical profession.8

8. Wraith, his traveling companion in the world of Solarun9

9. Likes: read, watch movies, hanging out with friends, camping
Dislikes: animals, crowds, smoking10

10. Virtues: kind, 11

11. Vices: no confidence, lets his emotions get carried away, sometimes he doesn’t care about issues unless they directly involve him, shy12

12. Ambition/Desire: to make something of himself. He always had people pushing him around and he wants to prove that he isn’t weak.13

13. Conflict: (in the novel) wants to stay in the world he is in so he has to find a way before he is propelled back to Earth’s altered universe14

14. Vocation/Calling: Teacher15

15. Additional Notes: Jason never found an occupation in his chosen field so he took on a position as a Materials Assistant in an office furniture manufacturing company. It was an accident at his job which propelled him to the world of Solarun.16


Second Section: Since my character grew up in the present time in Ontario and ended up in a fantasy world – I will write my piece in the science fiction genre. (397 words)17

Jason wrapped the heavy wool cloak around his lean body to hide two adventure books he had snuck into the airship. With all the computer technology and e-books, he still enjoyed the feel of a softcover book in his hands. A cool breeze blew across the dock as he bent down to exit the ship. He flipped the hood over his head since his straight, cropped brown hair did nothing to protect his scalp from the red dust mingled in the wind. The room was bustling with transporters and carriers loading and unloading cargo that Jason was overlooked.18

He wasn’t surprised that his presence was requested by the Armolons who wanted him to analyze an ancient scroll that was found on their planet. With computer technology and voice generated books and reading material, most people have forgotten the basics of reading. He needed to decipher old English dialect that was found on this ancient script and he was the best person for the job. His colleagues called him an antique for harboring works written by the great writers of time passed but Jason didn’t care. He was a lover of literature and nothing was going to stand in his way, not even technology.19

The stainless steel transport dock resonated under his thick black leather boots as he made his way to the large, obsidian doorway leading to the underground. He slipped away from the crowd and walked into the empty corridor leading to an old wooden shaft, leading further down. The odor of mold wafted his nostrils as he pulled on the cable to descend to the depths below. The Armolons loathed daylight as their thick jade skin, covered with thin layers of bony plates, was sensitive to UVA/UVB rays and, since the deterioration of the ozone layer, they have been quite damaging to their bodies. Their heavy claws may seem cumbersome, but they had surprising agility when it came to wielding a laser. 20

Jason was met by the chief commander and led into a small concrete room housing a single metallic table, a chair and a sconce holding three thick candles for light. The flickering sent their shadows bouncing along the walls. Jason spotted the ancient book sitting on the table and got to work immediately. When your voyage was prepaid and you were asked to board on the next trip, time was of the essence.21

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Third Section: A Link to my story23

http://storywrite.com/list/1045-The-Lethargic-Warrior24

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