Editing Campaign:Exalted MODERN/John Matrix (section)

== Basics ==
'''Name:''' John Matrix<br/>
'''Concept:''' Iron Man<br/>
'''Caste/Aspect:''' Eclipse<br/>
'''Motivation/Urge:''' Rebuild his Corporate Empire<br/>
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'''Experience:''' 0/0 <br/>
''(write experience points as "unspent / total" plx)''

=== Background ===
When you're a weak guy, you've gotta finish a fight fast.  That was one of the first things that John learned as a kid, and it drove his whole life.  From schoolyard bullies who didn't expect a kick between the legs to debates where he'd uncover the worst, most incriminating dirt on the other guy, whatever he did he did hard and fast.  This led John into the world of business, where he quickly prospered by shipping things the day before his competition, hiring away their best employees, and in one memorable instance getting the competitor drunk an hour before an important press conference.  It was inevitable, one supposes, that he'd wind up grabbing into one of the exaltations when they returned.<br/>
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On the day in question, he had decided that a paper company in the area had raised their prices a little too high for his "authentic demon-warding scrolls" that were all the rage in the Japanese market.  Counting on his own reputation and bravado, he entered the building and got security to allow him access to the CEO's office.  Once there, he snowed the secretary, who didn't know him by name, into allowing him into the main man's office.  There, he waited, until the owner of the company came back.  When he did, the middle aged man saw a complete unknown - in his eyes, just a kid - sitting in his chair like he owned it.  Before the old man could speak, though, John started his lecture, explaining exactly how business would be from that day on, and to his surprise the old man stayed and listened without any coaxing.  It was then he noticed, in one of the barely-mirrored windows, the glowing mark on his forehead.<br/>
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From that day, things kept coming up right for him.  With his new Exalted powers, he easily cornered several markets, and his corporation became a major player in obscuria from fuzzy dice to dreamcatchers.  This all changed when certain Al-Qaeda agents took an interest in him.  Kidnapped from the tarmac of his own jet, he woke up in a cave, with several other men.  He was told that he was in charge of these men, and that it was his job to make them create a new, Essence-powered armor to make them invincible.  If he attempted to lead them in revolt, or to leave, he and they would be gunned down.  Quickly grasping that all of the other men were various sorts of Exalted, he set about leading them in making that armor, but rather than giving it to them, their first test run of it was used on the very guards that had threatened him.  Leading them out, he successfully met up with united states troops, and was allowed to return to the States.  This wasn't the end of his problems, though.<br/>
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When he returned home, he found that the man he had been was declared legally dead.  The same companies that he had ruled with quick wits and bravado had learned from him, and he found his own corporation taken out from under him.  He had enough still in his own private accounts that with a forged identity and some piercing through bureaucracy, he bought back his own home under a new name.  Returning to it, he began searching for other Exalted, to start gathering favors and to help change this world.

=== Appearance ===
''(what other people see when they look at your character.)''