Jack (17)

== Overview: ==
Jack is a positive Test at facility-8 (the portal port). He works as an explorer and manager of distribution. He has a basic unmodified set of armour and works with the 0-100 positives in the + wing. Jack is extremely skilled at card games and charming people into doing exactly what he wants.
Jack has associations to TRU, the 0-100 wing, the DLEU (Dimension Labs Employee Union), and the Trade hall (a group of individuals who work with Tests to secretly supply them with equipment, information, and any supplies they need.) 
== Personality: ==
”He’s a slippery eel! That’s what that wretched man is! A demon of trickery and deception! He charmed me into giving him my shoes!” - Unknown Employee. 
Jack is one of the most iconic Tests in Dimension Labs. he’s smart, charismatic, funny, and all around a cool guy. That is, until you get on his bad side. Especially while playing one of his rigged games. “It’s all fun and games until you win. (He’s also a bit mean to be honest...)” -Rubic (100) 
Jack is chill, but he has a short fuse. This is definitely true when interacting with Nugget (49). He hates him, and will stop at nothing to get the justified revenge whenever Nugget (49) decides to pick on someone. Jack is loved by most Tests, and is a great leader. He’s one of the head masters of TRU.
== appearance: ==
Jack is a medium sized + Test with dark red armour with white glowing highlights and a dark grey undersuit. His armour is mostly undamaged and in good condition, even after being through countless expeditions and fights. Jack is known as a GEN 1 Test, meaning his armour doesn't have quite the capabilities as a modern suit. 
his suit has many secret compartments, where he likes to store some of his special items. one such item is a military dog tag he keeps with him for unknown reasons. 
during dimensional travel, his suit is unable to shift colours. 
== Project 17: before the storm ==
“AND STAY OUT!” The bouncer said, kicking Jack out of the bar. He had been a little too risky today, counting cards in the casino. The Royal Toad casino had been looking for a reason to get rid of him for months. He finally got caught and was promptly kicked and banned. 
*that’s the 7th casino this year* he shook his head. *should’ve known they were on to me.*
Jack had been staying at Trevent for a few years now. It was one of the only places with this much money and lights since Vegas. (Las Vegas got shut down after a major power plant disaster flushed everyone out. No one had returned since.) 
Most of the casinos and hotels had kicked him out prior, so he gave up and took a taxi back to his motel room. Jack had no one to stay with tonight. Usually he brought home beautiful women from the downtown area to stay with overnight, but alas, no one had approached him. Maybe they knew of his record, or perhaps he wasn’t a target tonight. 
Jack wasn’t a drinker, he didn’t like to embarrass himself in front of the view of the world. He smoked, maybe a few packs every day, but he never considered it an addiction. *addicted people never think of their addictions as addictive.* 
He passed out in his tuxedo out on the mouldy motel room bed. The cigarette burns and stains didn’t bother him as he thought of what he could possibly do tomorrow. 
At 3:37 AM, he heard a knock at the door. Bleary, he got up and looked through the peephole. The person at the door didn’t look all that suspicious, it was simply a teenager with a small clipboard. *who the hell is going around doing surveys at 3 in the morning?*
“Go away. I’m not interested.” Jack said, through a crack in the door. He was about to slam it and go back to bed, but the kid caught the door. “Sir, I know it’s late, but this will only take a minute of your time.”
“Fine? What is it that you need?” 
“I work for Dimension Labs, and I need you to answer a few questions. It’s very important.”
Jack took the checklist from him and began reading over it. 
“I’m not enlisting in a private army.” He said flatly. 
“It’s not an army, it’s just a survey.” 
“Then what’s that?” Jack scoffed, pointing at the 6 terms of conditions pages behind the survey.
The employee stayed quiet. 
“Fine, I’ll answer the questions.” He started checking off the paperwork. He handed it back, and the kid looked over it. “Ah, all good!” He smiled. 
“Alright, now, can I go back to bed?” 
The kid shrugged and walked off. Jack closed the door and turned on the rusty TV, eventually falling asleep after watching a few episodes of some rerun. 
As he fell asleep, he didn’t bother to listen to the helicopter over the motel. He didnt even notice the bright lights piercing into the room.