This uh, got really long. TW/CW for child abuse and homophobic language.
Albert and Virginia Corduroy both came from a long line of
loggers, builders, alcoholics and brawlers. They had nine children together;
there would have been more had Mother Corduroy not put her foot down after
birthing her youngest left her at death’s door. There was Little Al, Curtis,
John, Rene, Ed, Lake, Dan, Bertina, and Arnold.
The only reason Wendy knew all of this was that every year
Dad insisted on dragging them to the family reunion.
It used to not be such a big deal. They’d go, they’d not go,
it was whatever. But ever since… Ever since Mom’s humvee hit the IED, they went
every year, no questions asked.
Three billion human lives ended on August 29th, 1997. The survivors of
the nuclear fire called the war Judgment Day. They lived only to face a
new nightmare: the war against the machines. The computer which
controlled the machines, Skynet, sent two Terminators back through time.
Their mission: to destroy the leader of the human resistance, John
Connor, my son. The first Terminator was programmed to strike at me in
the year 1984, before John was born. It failed. The second was set to
strike at John himself when he was still a child. As before, the
resistance was able to send a lone warrior, a protector for John. It was
just a question of which one of them would reach him first.
Happy 25th Anniversary to Terminator 2: Judgement Day!