Post by tron100 on Feb 9, 2011 22:05:04 GMT -6
( Porter/Gravel)
[/font]( 60..but appear's 30ish, basics, Greg Patterson, Gravel is the corrupted version of Porter.)
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Though Porter is technically a program, he still exhibits a human-like personality and sensitive emotions. He is usually serious and focused on the task ahead of him, sometimes to the point of single-mindedness. On occasion, he can seem to be something of a wet blanket; in the first time, he ran for many years feeling rejected and neglected, two in one toss, he was one sad and mislead fellow. He loves to run from incidents that he doesn't want to be involved in or wants anything to do with just because he ends up in the middle of it. He is wanting to follow in the path of CLU before him since he was re-purposed by him. He began dreaming he could possibly one day take over the Grid system for himself, to become selfish and greedy to gain everything in his favor. He will be in his usual Back-stabbing, Treacherous, Sarcastic, Egocentric, Whiny, Glorious, Never truthfully wisely learning, Foolish and most importantly Good-looking self.
One over-arching theme in both times is a religious connection between the programs and their users. Porter is a devout believer in the Users, despite being threatened by derezolution (death) for that belief. His mantra is simple and complicated at the same time and he is a source of inspiration and strength for other programs as they watch him compete in the games. He is amazed to find out that Users are not all that different than programs, and that they turned out over the years, much different indeed then programs are cause they don't believe in casting out other fellow programs just because it feels good to double-cross them when they least expect it. During a relaxed moment with other programs, he pauses, and says with a smile, "I can feel it..." (Who was the name of his programmer, his User?) He seems to have a real connection with the Users and will admit that that's a belief that most programs used to have back in the day. Sometimes be believes Users are in later time of his life, like a virus intruding into the system just to infect it with their decontrolling presence.
Porter was designed to be a first grade beginning security program, but has expanded beyond that capacity in both his old system and the new. He has become everyone's friend, whom are the ones he confides in with, and anyone he trusts to help run the place where ever he is at. When Clu began his descent into corruption, Porter did his best to run or escape from it, but could do nothing, in the end. During Clu's wrath at the time and the purge era, Porter did not think twice to defend his right to live and concerning his fate, he ran until he couldn't keep running anymore, and seemed to fully expect to be derezzed in the fight of his life to survive. Since this time period, he has learned the ways and of CLU's nature while serving him to be able to know how to do it. That is, how to avenge CLU's purpose and destiny he could have accomplished if it wasn't for the Users. He wishes to go to a group of programs and spread the word about CLU's message to the system, and that he'll always live on in his mind no matter what has happened in the past. His reprogramming to him is CLU living inside of his heart and that he will never die a monster for what he is thought to have done to the past world he knew. He admires CLU and his teachings to him and his opportunity to grow more from that then he would have ever imagined from that knowledge that was fruitful to him at that time. He will soon give a similar speech in remembrance of CLU and his pride about him. Later on, he swore to himself that to serve him, even in CLU's death, that he will never let him down. He will make sure, he carries out what CLU wanted and his master plan.
His speech as he sees it, as his superior master had put it, was this as said. "Greetings, programs! Together we have achieved a great many things. We have create a vast, complex system. We've maintained it, we've improved it. We've rid it of its imperfection. Not to mention, rid it of the false deity who sought to enslave us! Kevin Flynn!! Where are you now?! My fellow programs, let their be no doubt that our world is a cage. No more. For at this moment, the key to the next frontier is finally in our possession! And unlike our selfish creator who reserved the privilege of our world only for himself, I will make their world open and available to all of us. Yes, to all of us! And whatever we find there, our system will grow. Our system will blossom! Do this, prove yourself to me, be loyal to me, and I will never betray you! - Maximize efficiency, rid the new world of its imperfection! My vision is clear, fellow programs. Out there is a new world! Out there is our victory! Out there... is our destiny." Now, famous words CLU has spoke about, remains a structural liberator for his now religious purpose to follow and task himself to acknowledge down to pure detail. He hails CLU's words, as they speak the future of the system and the future of the world as he knew it.
As Gravel, Porter's personality changes drastically. He rarely speaks, only emitting energy from his circuitry as a flicker as if he was going offline most of the time. He is passive and obedient, following Clu's orders immediately and without question, meaning he was a fearful and had become a paranoid anxious program. It is unknown how much of this programming will remain, though it is assumed that when his circuits returned to their neutral white,if his corruption was undone. He decided to remain as Gravel, fight against all that is good inside himself and make a goal to finish what CLU started and fulfill his dream. This is how is amends to set the stage fir him to be able to re-accomplish and succeed CLU's feats and deeds. He has great intelligence and skill possibly someday assure himself the position of the Digital world's first-in-command, which is what he aims for in honor of CLU who reigned before him. He is sly and ruthless,cruel, and hideous but highly capable. "Conquest is made of the ashes of one's enemies." is his new saying to this day as it's not he who decided to change his spectrum of life, but for that life to decide his destiny. He is also unlikely to directly act on his ultimate ambition without assurance of conditions favorable to his ascension. He considers himself vastly superior to other programs, and looks down on weak and unforgiving ones for being antiquated in his military strategy and tactics. He frequently overlooks the potential of everything and makes decisions based on realistic possibilities.
On a side note, since Porter has spent all of his existence in a computer system for more than sixty years, he will be completely unfamiliar with anything in the User world, other than what he might have heard from stories by what other programs had spoken about concerning their Users back than. Plants, earth, the Sun... all will be strange and new to him.
Porter has a high level of physical prowess, and is shown to be extremely athletic in both the original and present times. He is skilled in identity disk combat, and as Gravel (and briefly as himself, Porter), he uses one disc, and he'd kelp up with it well over the many years. He also excels in light-cycle racing/combat and light-jet fighting as some other famous program have done in his day and beyond. He had learned from observing, training, and general experience all his life.
Porter's faith in the Users is not as strong as some others maybe could be, but in his way, he tries and sometimes he wishes to give it all up since he'd started since he'd became Gravel, to denounce against the ISOs for his leader that had changed him much. In the original times, the old system, he was known as the one who seems to have stood up for his friends or comrades, but he always runs too much in the end and just disappears in the the depths of the system not to be found again for awhile," despite repeated attempts by those over him and the other programs to tell them that it was repetitive and wrong. Near the end of Legacy, Porter is not able to overcome his brainwashing/reprogramming into Gravel when he sees his comrades, whom he had seen in the recent times at from a distance. As his memories return, doubt they ever will in his mental view, though, for some reason, he wishes to hold on to his new self of being Gravel, since it makes him feel stronger and less of a coward.
Though Porter has strong emotions, he does not let them overcome him. He always ran away and disappeared somewhere random on the grid of the old system. He has a saying, "Everybody runs!" He shows righteous anger at the treatment of other programs, but does not allow himself to be rattled by it or flustered by it. He always moves on with his life and continues to handle that pressure by running and not stopping for anytime soon to rest himself about it. He disappeared and gave up on them both.. he was not caring.. He left Tron with that group forgetting about them all who were just trying to avoid the tanks they were chased by at that time. He became the Harold exploring and not helping others as that seems less and less of his real trait about his interest as if they just didn't exist in his mind anymore. He really never give up attitude which believed also extends even to the afterlife if he died one day. So his options for loyalty were slim. He became over time less and less interested in Users or other programs to be able clarify himself as a positional cause or representation for them.
Although Porter is an excellent athlete and agile runner, but he is not invincible. Clu easily overpowered him when he fought to defend him when he tried to resist him just so he can live so see another day, which led to his eventual "re-purposing" as Gravel. Again, after refusing to overcome his new reprogramming,he accepted his new self and loves it up to this day cause of how it makes him feel, that is a love better and a lot more confident then he was before. His backstabbing, treachery, cowardice, coups and general disobedience, which continued after he became Gravel. He soon in the future, dreamed of having his own army and reign reinforcements to take siege power over the Grid. His desired conspiracy would lead to his unbinding of the Grid while he plans methods in order to alternate his grip upon the world. He still wanted to be the one who took to his new role with glee, seeking ways to put his new power to use overthrowing Tron as commander of the Grid. "I decide to revitalize the one whose record of deceit and betrayal is legend? .. thy being myself to make the effort!" His view opposition to the Grid was his to take if he wanted it that much, he was his chance. His philosophic thinking was to invade with uninterrupted force by chance with a plan CLU in the beginning had came and brought to light as to have nobly he'd follow that until he falls with his last breath.
As Porter is a program, a mental weakness could be his ability to be reprogrammed, as seen when he is transformed into Gravel. He is unable to fight against that type of brainwashing for twenty years, and it takes seeing miracles for him to believe anything again as it turns out, but he loves how he is now and that is all that matters to him. (Also, at this point, Porter was missing his identity disks for a time, which may have weakened the programming, but that is mere speculation. He is mutinous, making power-grabbing plots that are almost always transparent, and he can never musters up enough patience to complete a grandiose power play. He can quickly lose control of a situation, but is too arrogant to realize when it's already over his head or beyond his control any at all. Despite his constant failures, he believes it is only a matter of time before he prevails—his destiny is inevitable. He will aim to set about a chain of systematic betrayals in order to gain access to that power he lust for. He brash and aggressive and aims for anything he thinks and feels that will end out benefiting his purpose no matter how hard he tries to make it work give him an advantage. He believes currently that deceit and betrayal to double-cross old pals and formulate true motives into his plans helps him detonate his bizarre mission for his previous successor.
Porter can become too focused on the mission in front of him, causing him to seem emotionally cut off from others. His reactions to girls in the classic times, especially in their unforeseen "love scheme" are a good example of this; the girls seem to be trying to get him to open up and "relax" a bit, and he only seems interested in talking about where they are going next and how they're getting there. It's awkward. He gets a weak spot, and that is his softness for girls that make him lets say, hots under the collar. He also becomes an emotional basket case that won't get well anytime soon.
He no longer shall it be a dream, but full manifestation! Beloved, dare to keep “dreaming the impossible!” He DARE to keep “DREAMING THE IMPOSSIBLE”. HE WILL make it possible! For it is HIS DREAM! To keep dreaming up whatever he will but facts on the ground won't change ... entity that could actively foment revolution all over the world. He later will soon cast events that are not considered part of the revolution itself, and there is no sense of an ongoing revolutionary process if he don't set his primary goals as he take every step to do so very carefully as if he were playing chess. believed to reign over everything of this world and is opposed to a .... mainly by dreaming and interpreting dreams, that is of mercy to the world and peace. TO have condemned the world and become heir of the righteousness, that is in his mind, the perfection CLU wanted possibly before his idea ever slipped to that thought. TO reign over a restored world, that is in his own eyes to make it as he would have wanted for him to do.
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No matter who you are, everyone is the same within the concepts of time. None can escape it. None can escape death. Though, those without exception can last eternally. For when the down there way to save him. When the lights he will be so far away. It has come for darkness. She who is without exception shall last eternally. She is chaos. She shall not die. Even if her body dies, chaos shall still exist. Thus, Pandora is without exception.
So Terra, nobody can see you if nobody is there. It is time to be at the base of the mountain. Time to be alone and afraid. The story is set, he is not destined for greater. Even through trials he shall not surpass her. So fly fool, fly upon the wings of despair. None is holding ye down but she who is chaos. Search for all ye wish, yet she shall not allow.
Guess what fool. There is this place down in the forest where all the freaks come around. When of the dark of chaos comes around that is the time the anime comes around. Where it looks for something wild. Time to become like a pimp. Time to get inside a Transam. The pimp the overcoming him. The Transam the sword of a soul.
So is there this place right now where two go hard core. There is a hole in the ground, it is a free for all. Time to become so smashed. So filthy the ground down. There is a large hole in the ground. Push her back with the large green orb. Guess he was looking for a show. Guess he was wanting to go hard core. Oh she knew, she knew of this. He wanted something hard core. Then time to amp it up, yet again.
Battle scars, scraps and bruises. Blood flows froth from her body. Right arm feels heavy. Some drips to the ground. That did not feel good. The tentacles were blown away. She stands battered and clothes partly burnt. The leggings are burnt up to the knees. Right sleeve totally off. Left only tattered. The cape around her is no more.
“That….did not feel good. Though….if you truly want my best….I shall show you.” She frowned. Truly she was impressed. Though it was time to end this fight.
“Distant echoing cries” The lightning charges within her right arm. “Upon darkness I pledge” It is a lot. The amount within her right arm is overflowing. So much energy. So much lightning. It starts making her arm smoke. ‘Can I…..’ No doubt. She could not doubt herself. “to be the bringer of destruction……” The lightning forces her arm in pain. She winces. ’…I have to….’
So Terra, nobody can see you if nobody is there. It is time to be at the base of the mountain. Time to be alone and afraid. The story is set, he is not destined for greater. Even through trials he shall not surpass her. So fly fool, fly upon the wings of despair. None is holding ye down but she who is chaos. Search for all ye wish, yet she shall not allow.
Guess what fool. There is this place down in the forest where all the freaks come around. When of the dark of chaos comes around that is the time the anime comes around. Where it looks for something wild. Time to become like a pimp. Time to get inside a Transam. The pimp the overcoming him. The Transam the sword of a soul.
So is there this place right now where two go hard core. There is a hole in the ground, it is a free for all. Time to become so smashed. So filthy the ground down. There is a large hole in the ground. Push her back with the large green orb. Guess he was looking for a show. Guess he was wanting to go hard core. Oh she knew, she knew of this. He wanted something hard core. Then time to amp it up, yet again.
Battle scars, scraps and bruises. Blood flows froth from her body. Right arm feels heavy. Some drips to the ground. That did not feel good. The tentacles were blown away. She stands battered and clothes partly burnt. The leggings are burnt up to the knees. Right sleeve totally off. Left only tattered. The cape around her is no more.
“That….did not feel good. Though….if you truly want my best….I shall show you.” She frowned. Truly she was impressed. Though it was time to end this fight.
“Distant echoing cries” The lightning charges within her right arm. “Upon darkness I pledge” It is a lot. The amount within her right arm is overflowing. So much energy. So much lightning. It starts making her arm smoke. ‘Can I…..’ No doubt. She could not doubt herself. “to be the bringer of destruction……” The lightning forces her arm in pain. She winces. ’…I have to….’
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