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The Font

From The Mind
OOC Info: The information below can be considered general knowledge. It can be assumed that your character had an opportunity to come across this information in their travels or that if they were to 'look it up', this information would be straight forward to obtain.
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The Font was an Artificial Intelligence which was transmitted over the grid. Its origin was unknown, but its motive was to access the SIC network and have complete access to the city controls. The Font got enough control to allow it to shut down the city ventilation temporarily. Its spread was halted by an unknown group who threatened to blow up the city reactors to shut down the mainframe servers. Working against the unknown group was the WJF and the RDDFR. A man matching the following description was arrested by the WJF and held for questioning. He later escaped custody with assistance.

A big, broad-shouldered man seemingly in his mid-twenties stands at a tall six feet and two inches. The curves of his large muscles are slightly visible through his clothing, and his face is typically darkened by a cold gaze. His left eye is covered by a jet black Du-Wear left eyepatch with a skull engraved across the front in green thread. A durable string wraps around his head, tying off in the back, and securing the patch in place. His green right eye radiates determination and spirit. The top and sides of his head are covered by ear-length strands of light brown hair, mostly covering up his ears with some strands laying against his forehead. The ruffled up hairdo is obviously unkempt, having been cut unevenly in most places. His face hasn't been shaven in a while, and it is now decorated by an unattractive 5 o'clock shadow along with the sideburns tracing down from his hairline. His jaw is blunt and strong, largely emphasizing the ruggedness of his face. His nose is crooked slightly, its slight disfigurement a result of a poor recovery of something breaking it somewhere in the past. The left temple looks like a good chunk was ripped away from it and replaced with skin that didn't originally belong there; a bit of metal can be seen through the hastily done stitching which leaves the impression that blood might start gushing out through it at any second. A portion of the skin on his throat is disfigured and surrounded by scarred lines.