// Located in my back left pouch, you would have to kill me or search my personal belongings to know any of this IC. ** Neat print fills the page **
Note One.
I took my first SHIELD training today, wasn't that bad, pretty simple actually... Soon after 036 was shot... I went to the medical bay and observed 702 work on him. I have been so confused lately... Not really sure what to do... Sometimes I find myself losing my thoughts.. Yesterday I forgot who I was... I am going to jot it down quickly.. Just incase it happens again. My name is Rain Pentell. I am 26 years old... I think. I am unit 507. I work in SHIELD. I am rank 02.
Connecting to Network Connecting... Connecting... Connecting... CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
New Log Opened:I'm Sorry.log
<::|| **Sigh** I guess I started this a bit late... Most Units are starting their logs at recruit... I just recently got used to using this damned console... **Long Pause** I don't really know what to say... This has been a rough couple of months... I am getting used to shooting people on command... the guilt still hits me though... the time between shot fired and guilt trips extends each time I do such a thing. I have plans to go into SHIELD... The uh... The other day... **Breathing sounds, a few footsteps** I helped uh... Bring a child in... into the Nexus... He was about ten... give or take a few years. I wish I hadn't been available... I wish I had of been training or something... I brought him into the treatment room.. the look he gave me... **His voice goes softer, barely audible** The look... His eyes... that single tear sliding down his face... I left before they amputated... I couldn't watch... I came back in a few minutes later... The body was gone.. thankfully... But the blood... the blood was fresh.. staining the chair... the walls.. the floor... **Slight tremble in his voice** H-how do I stop this thing... **Buttons being hit** Just... Just shut off **Trembling gets worse** Just shut off you piece off-||::>
1) Please write a minimum of 3 paragraphs OOC'ly detailing why your character wishes to join the Combine Civil Authority and what lead your character to do so. Rain wishes to join the Combine Civil Authority because he sees the CCA as the hero’s, the men and woman fighting the good fight, the true fight. He believes the real enemy is man himself, and that anyone fighting alongside the rebel side need to be dealt with, and the only way to do that is with action rather than words. Rain knows that to be in the CCA is to be under the command of another; Rain grew up working as an apprentice in a car repair shop, and grew up listening to command's and order's. Rain thinks of the CCA as the law and power that keeps the earth under control. Rain wishes to become a CCA member because the rebels are the enemy; he often sees them fighting other citizens rather than the Combine, which is getting them nowhere. In his eyes if the rebels were to rebel, it should be against the Combine, not each other. Rain thinks of the Combine Civil Authority as confused children, and that harming them is like harming a young child. They are choosing what they think is right, and should not be attacked or mistreated by other civilian's for their choice. Rain want's to join the CCA because as he grew up he always dreamed of being a Police officer. In Rains mind the CCA are just like police, except better in nearly every way. Rain believes the CCA to be the cure to man’s need for power money and sex. In all, Rain wishes to join the CCA to continue to mold and shape the future of man, thus resulting in a better world.
2) Please detail your characters traits. (Eg, Pure, Lawful, Trustworthy) Rain is Patient, Respectful, Hardy, Efficient, Cold-Hearted, Reliable, and Obedient.
3) Please provide 2 paragraphs about what you are expecting the Combine Civil Authority to be like for you and your character. I am expecting the CCA to be a learning curve for me, a new way to roleplay. I am also expecting it to be tough at times to follow all command's without hesitation, especially when dealing with torture, but I am willing to do so. I am also expecting to have to do things slightly out of my comfort zone, such as beating someone, but like I mentioned, I will do so if told. I also expect to get yelled at by higher commands for making a mistake(s) and having to control my temper and not argue or yell back.
My character is expecting to help the betterment of the civilian's living in City 45 by clearing away rebel's. He is also expecting the CCA to be a tough and challenging job, but he is prepared to work to the best of his abilities to see to the approval of higher ranking unit's. He also expects he will be yelled at a lot, and is slightly nervous about being around higher command. He expects over-all to have a tough time being a CCA in the beginning but he expects it will get easier as he progresses in ranks.
4) Please provide a detailed back-story from an out-of-character perspective on your applying character. This section must be detailed and consist of a minimum of 300 words. Rain grew up in a small town in Canada, he lived with his father, mother and two sister's for the first eight years of his life, he always dreamed of being a police officer, and spent much of his time playing with his toy guns, and watching cowboy and police show's on the television. At the age of eight his mother left to care for her mother. His father grew weak and confused without her, and soon grew away from Rain altogether, Rain then fended for himself until he was 12. At the age of 12 his sister's had both moved out and were in college, he was in grade eight, his mother finally returned. She did not stay for long, just a few months, and then she packed up and left. Rain grew away from mankind and spent much of his nights locked away in his room watching television and doing homework. At 15 Rain dropped out of high school and took an apprenticeship at a car repair shop a few town's over. He worked under the command of his father’s best friend, who didn’t like Rain very much. At the age of 19 Rain finished his apprenticeship and moved out to start his own repair shop, where he worked for the next 2 years. A man arrived at his shop one day during his honey moon, and after seeing Rain’s exceptional work on his car, he offered Rain a job at his Toyota plant in the United States without a second thought Rain packed his bags and moved to the United States, he worked as a mechanic in that plant for a year, than was transferred to another plant where he worked as the head mechanic. By the time he turned 25 he had grown tired of the mechanic life, he nestled down in a smaller town, he was working as a part-time bartender well he looked for a new job, but before he could, the 7 Hour War happened.
5) Have you ever had a CCA character here at Catalyst Gaming? If so, explain why it was removed. No
OOC Details
1. How long have you played on role-playing servers in general? 6 going on 7 years. 2. How long have you played on serious servers? About 7 months (Give or take a month)
3. How long have you played on Catalyst Gaming? 6-8 weeks.
4. What Time zone are you in? EDT- Eastern Daylight
5. In what country do you live? Canada
6. How old are you? 14
7. What�s your most memorable quality RP experience? My most memorable quality RP experience actually just happened a few days ago, I was walking down the street on the HL2RP server, (I was playing as my coloured male, Not sure if that is the reason for the following event but.) when a DvL stopped me for no apparent reason, he told me to get on the wall so I did as commanded, then he proceeded to beat me senseless. After waking up in the dumpster, I managed to move to the UCH before collapsing of exhaustion where a kind lady took me in to her apartment and bandaged me up nurturing me back to health. It wasn’t action packed but it was the best RP I have seen in a while.
8. Do you consider yourself a good listener? Yes, I do consider myself a good listener.
IC Section
Full Name: Rain Pentell CID: 36906 Age: 26 Gender: Male Height: 6'1" Hair Colour Black Eye Colour: Blue Sexual Orientation: Straight Weight: 145 Mental Distinctions: None Mental Defects: Minor Case of Social Anxiety Disorder Mental Advantages: Quick Thinker, Fast reaction time, Observant. Notable Qualities: Patient, Reliable , Obedient.
1. Have you ever been detained or apprehended for a Sociostability Infringement before? If so, explain? No I have not.
2. Do you regularly eat Combine Civil Authority Issued Rations? Whenever they are issued to me.
3. Are you willing to give your life to the cause of the Universal Union? Yes, I will give my life and anything I hold dear to me for the cause of the Universal Union.
4. Do you as a Citizen and future Civil Protection Member accept ALL actions performed by you and those under your command as your OWN responsibility? I accept all actions performed by me or those under my command as my own responsibility and accept the punishments tied in them.
5. Will you remain loyal and faithful to the Universal Union as long as you live? Yes, I will remain loyal for as long as I can breathe, as long as I can move, and as long as I live.
6. Why do you want to join the Combine Civil Authority? I want to join the CCA to ensure the safety of loyal citizens, and help shape the future of mankind for the better.
Please sign the attached oath using only blue or black pen.
I, Rain Pentell hereby swear my mind, body and soul to the Universal Union forever so long as I draw breath. I do so knowing that my actions will be held accountable to me and solely myself. I also declare my knowledge that as a Member of The Universal Union that I will be required to perform tasks above and beyond as well as perform ANY task ordered to by ANY commanding person(s). I hereby acknowledge the fact that as a Civil Protection Task-force Unit that I will be losing most, if not all, communication and or past relationship with anyone outside of the Universal Union's operational bounds.
Steam Name: scoobybloo2 Age: 14 How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): Around 6 years. How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: About 7 Months.
Name: Charlie Cloud Age: 28 Gender: Male Affiliation: Resistance
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations. Before The Seven Hour War: Charlie grew up in a small town called Blue Springs, running along the edge of Nebraska. He had a dog, named Charlie, the dog was 1 year older then Charlie, and died at the age of 14, when Charlie was 13. Charlie's parents were a big role in his life, ever since he was 7 he had always wanted to open up a radio station, his parents had encouraged him, and through his life had bought him a portable record player and continued to buy him many records of all different genres. His favorite was a small black record, with a red clean label that read “Jingle, Jangle, Jingle". He played this record whenever he had a free chance, it always gave him inspiration. After his dog had died, as mentioned earlier, he went in to a phase of denial; he didn’t eat, barely slept and kept nearly everything to himself. The only thing during this time that would make him calm and relaxed was clouds. His real last name was Jackson, but at the age of 19 he had changed it to Cloud, because it was the only thing (Other than his music) that made him feel at peace. When he was 22 he had graduated from high school and college and was on his way to open a small radio station in a larger town in Nebraska, Merna. He opened his radio station just outside the town, across the road from Broken Bow Municipal airport. For the next years he lived in a small building at the back of the station. His record collection had grown to around 200 records, and he bought a CD player and had around 100 CD's. His fan base grew and he had around 400 listeners on average for every hour from 7 AM to 7 PM. Life was good.
The Seven Hour War:
Charlie was sitting in his radio station, reporting on the sudden "Portal Storms and the ships speeding out of them" when he heard shooting outside. He stood up, rushing to the window, knocking papers off his desk, he saw bullets flying past, and strange creatures (As he knew them) rushing to his shack. Quickly he darted to his desk, unplugging the CD player and tossing it in a large, orange backpack. A slam was heard at the door. He pushed a pile of CD's off his desk in to his bag, followed by a pile of records, and his record player. He folded up the player and shut the box, closing the latches placing it in the bag zipping it up. He threw it on his back, shutting off the microphone and rushing out the back door, he darted for his shack, not looking back, hearing crashing and strange noises. He slammed through the door, quickly opening his fridge and dumping a small pile of food inside. He rushed outside, running down the hill; a bullet flew past him, slamming in to a thick red oil container. He ran, and continued running for an hour or so, before he stopped, wheezing and out of breath, he bent down for a moment. As he started to stand back up, he felt a fast sharp pain slam in to his shoulder; he fell back down, screaming out in pain. Quickly he regained his balance, gritting his teeth and rushing ahead. After another ten minutes or so, he moved his bag off his shoulder; a hole was left through the bag. He opened it, pulling out shards of a broken CD, he tossed it down, taking the case and removing the paper with the CD title and cover on it, tossing it aside, he lifted his shirt off, then used the CD case as a reflective mirror to see his shoulder, it had a thick red mark, already starting to turn purple and bruise over. The bullet had slammed through the bag and in his shoulder, but luckily hadn’t pierced through his skin. Quickly he jumped up, gritting his teeth as the pain in his shoulder swelled. He slid his bag on his back, and slowly started off. A few hours later: He stopped, leaning against a building in a small town, no idea where he was, cut and bruised, scraped and bloody, he sat. A few men ran past holding guns, he quickly stood up, following them around the corner. After a short conversation they told him to piss off, giving him a pistol and three shots, turning and running off. He flicks off the safety, running for the sewer, as directed by the other men. Jumping down, he was greeted by a woman, blood pouring out of her forehead and down her face, sliding around her eyes and falling to her shirt, where it dried. She begged him to find her help, he knew she had lost to much blood, it was only a matter of time, and excruciating pain, until she died. He nodded his voice dry and cracked “I will.” Then, he lifted up his pistol aiming it at the woman, and pulled the trigger. This was his first kill. A few minutes later: After gaining strength again, and checking the woman’s frail, lifeless body, he stood, and wandered down the dark alleyway. It was not pitch black, however. He had taken a lighter from the woman’s purse, and now used this to light his way. The sewers were silent, except for the odd "Drip" off a loose pipe or the rustling of a rat. A few hours later: He came out of the tunnels, light spreading around him, blinding him momentarily. He looked about, flicking off the lighter and sliding it in his pocket, the juices nearly out. He wandered down the blood paved road of the forests, pulling a bottle of water from his bag and taking a sip. It was night, and frigid out. He ripped some sticks off a tree, following what he had seen on Television as a kid. He placed some dried grass down, placing smaller twigs on it, pulling out his lighter and setting it on fire. He then blew lightly on it, the flame flickered then grew, nearly catching his nose. He pulled back, slowly placing a few larger sticks on top. There he sat for half the night, the other half lying on the cold pavement. Day 2; The Seven Hour War; Aftermath: He slowly woke, raising his body and rubbing his eyes, he had used his orange backpack as a pillow; slowly he dug through it, pulling out a half finished bottle of water and some fresh bread, the fire was nothing but a small smoldering pile of ashes and a few hot coals. He ate his loaf and drank his water, sitting there for a few hours. Slowly he rose, looking about; the thick green bushels of forest surrounding him on either side, a tunnel lay on the other end of the road, blocked by rubble from the roof of the tunnel. He saw a destroyed tank, probably what blew the tunnel down. He moved towards it, setting his bag down and climbing on top of it, heaving on the lid, realizing his stupidity, he turned the handle then lifted the lid with some difficulties, looking down in the destroyed pilot’s seat. He reached down, feeling around. He felt something cold touch his hand, he reached for his lighter, flicking it alive. His hand was resting against the cheek of a soldier, his breath heavy, and blood pouring from his arm, pinned in the tank. "He....help me...” The voice choked out. "What can I do?" Charlie quickly responded, looking down, examining the wounds. "Take...My...Pistol...” He paused for a moment, choking out blood. "Shoo...oot...." The voice stopped, his eyes slowly moved around. "No, you can make it ou-" He was quickly cut off. "Do it!" The voice barked at him, a hint of what the man was truly like showed through in the harsh, quick command. Charlie leaned in the tight space, gripping the pistol on the man's belt, lifting it up, pulling the clip out, dumping out the bullets, he quickly counted them. “Four more shots..." He paused, and then dropped the gun on the ground, pulling his off the belt, dropping out the clip and loading in the ammunition. “Good bye..." He said, lifting the pistol to the man's head, pulling the trigger. That was his Second Kill. After a while of feeling guilty, he bent in, pulling off the dead man's combat knife, moving it to his pinned arm, he looked away, nearly vomiting, he cut through the man’s skin, and continue to cut in a sawing motion, until he felt the man come lose. He continued to look away, lifting the man’s other arm up, unclipping then unzipping the soldiers Kevlar vest, pulling the arms out of it and lifting it from the tank. He spit on the Kevlar, then lifted up his shirt, wiping away as much blood as he can. Then he lifted the Kevlar around his arms, fastening it on. Day 2; 3 pm; The Seven Hour War; The Aftermath: He moved deeper in to the forest, in case any of the monsters came by. He sat down against a rock, pulling out his record player out, attaching the hand crank in the side. He reached in his bag, pulling out his favorite song, and placing it down on the player, turning the hand crank and watching the sky. “Oh I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle *Jingle Jangle, As I go ridin' merrily along *Jingle Jangle." The record played, the clouds slowly moving over head. Suddenly interrupted by the booming sounds of gunfire, he gripped the record, sliding it in its case tossing it in the bag sliding it on his shoulder and folding up the record player, placing it in the bag zipping it up. Another crashing sound then an explosion sounded, just nearby. He started running, quickly checking back then looking forward again, the ground shaking with another explosion. He hops over a log landing on a rock, twisting his ankle in the slightest; but kept running with a slight limp in his right leg. "Run!" A man’s voice yelled, it came from his side. He turned to see a man waving to him from a jeep, zooming past, then slowing down slightly in front of him, but still moving. "Get On!" He yelled, Charlie quickly diving for the jeep, missing the grip he slammed in to the ground, blanking out. Day 4; The Seven Hour War; The Recovery: He slowly sat up; his bag sitting on the bed beside him the two men lay across from him in beds. He slowly stood sliding his bag on, He checked his pistol, the clip had three shots in it, and someone used it. He wandered out of the room, to be greeted by an older man. "Oh, you are up? I don't think you should be moving yet. Quickly, get back to bed!" The man ordered, pointing to the door. Charlie shook his head slowly, attempting to push past the man, walking for the door. "I said, BACK TO YOUR ROOM!" The man yelled in a sudden rage, charging at Charlie, swinging his fist to meet the side of his face. Charlie jolted back, the fist sliding in front of his nose, he gripped the pistol on his belt lifting it, planning to threaten the man, his finger slipped on the trigger, whoever used it had left the safety off. Bang. That was his Third kill. The other men quickly ran out, stopping in front of the blood stained floor, the old man lying dead on the ground, his white coat stained red in multiple spots. "What happened?" The one man asked, spotting the pistol in Charlie’s hand. "You killed him!" The man on the left said. Quickly he ran at Charlie, attempting to grab the pistol. "Wait!" He screamed pulling the pistol back; his pupils were dilated, nearly covering his eyes in a wall of blackness. He sat there, shaking, two bullets lying on the ground on either side of him. The men looked at him, then at each other, slowly backing off. "What happened?" The one man repeated. Slowly, Charlie explained how the man attacked him. "Oh, it was self defense then! Don't feel responsible!" The one man said, bending down trying to re-assure him. "It was my fault...” He paused, wiping the old man’s blood from his forehead. “He attacked you what were you suppos-" The man's voice cuts off as gun shots sound behind him, he quickly looks up, the one man lay dead on the ground, his hand over the old man, the other man has a hole in his cheek, he stares at Charlie for a moment, before dropping to the ground face first in the blood. Charlie jolted around to be met with the hilt of a pistol. Once again, he blacked out. Day ? ? ?; The Seven Hour War; Punishment: Slowly he opened his eyes, his arms restrained, his pistol still on his belt, his bag on the floor beside him, he was back in his bed. He tried to scream out as the pain in his cheeks awoke. He struggled against the binds, slamming up, ripping off the bandages from his mouth, rushing to mirror on the edge of the yellow room. Someone had cut his cheeks. (He had a Glasgow smile, Google it (Not for the weak of heart)) He screamed out in pain, the cuts on his cheeks had been stitched up, but would never heal over. He dropped to the ground for a moment, sobbing. A loud bang came from the other room, sounded like someone bumping in to something. Quickly he grabbed his bag and pulled the pistol from his belt, whoever cut him had loaded it with the two bullets. He looked around slowly, it may be a trap, either that or whoever cut him is playing with his brain. The intercoms boomed on. "Are you up? I hope you are! My pets have come to play; you have two shots, good luck." The voice sounded female, and painfully quirky. He lifted the pistol, the door shaking; he aimed, flicking off the safety. The door slammed open as a small tan crab-like creature sprinted through the room, diving up at Charlie; quickly he aimed taking a shot, the head crab jolting out of the air, yellow blood splattering across the walls. He lowered the gun, breathing out slightly, letting down his guard. He heard screeching again, he looked down, noticing a single bullet strapped to the creature with a piece of tape. He bent down, pulling it off, loading the bullet in the gun. "That's one down, one to go, this one is feisty!" The speakers boomed again. He lifted the gun, walking slowly to the door, turning and looking out to the small dark room, the head crab rushing across the wood panels, slightly larger looking then the last one. He aimed, taking a shot before the head crab jumped, missing, the bullet hit the plank beside the head crab; it jolted to its left, and then continued at Charlie. He lifted the gun again, taking a small breath and crouching down, placing his arm under the gun like he saw in the movies. The head crab jumped, he shot, it hit the side of the head crab, the bullet taped to it fell to the ground, and the head crab fell off balance and flew past Charlie. He rushed over grabbing the bullet off the ground, pushing the clip down, dropping the bullet in and reloading, taking aim at the crab. It turned, staying still for a second, Charlie shot, killing the crab. He dropped to the ground, the gun landing beside him, empty. He wiped his forehead taking a deep breath. "Well, you are free to go! The door is behind you." The voice sounded upset, and slightly angered. He stood, grabbing the empty gun, sliding it on his belt and moved his shoulder, lifting the bag higher up, heading for the door. He walked outside, slowly looking down the streets of the city area, he asked a man jolting past where he was. The man simply responded. "District Six."
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects? Perks The ability to host a radio station, and play music on it (RP music, they can youtube it if they want to listen.) Kevlar vest, which will provide protection. Empty gun, can be used to intimidate anyone trying to attack or steal from him. (Roleplay weapon, I don't need the model/weapon.) CD's/Records provide music to play. CD player/Record player provide the ability to play the CD's/Records. Orange Backpack can provide a certain unique essence to my character, and is large enough to carry the records and CD's and the Players.
Defects Slower movement when carrying the equipment around. The weapon may make him seen as a threat. The glasgow smile will make some people avoid him, thinking he is ugly or thinking of him as a threat. Must take good care of the records and CD's. Cannot go in to D1 unless he leaves his items behind, which is highly risky. People may try and rob him for his Kevlar. If the Combine find his frequency they may detain/amputate him. Due to the past events that happened during the Seven Hour War, it has left him Semi-Psycotic and he sometimes spaces off, feeling guilty for the people he killed.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects? Open a radio station for the enjoyment of others to listen to, and speak my opinion to the open public.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s)) No.
Steam Name: scoobybloo2 Age: 14 How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): About 7 Years. (I think it will be 7 years next month.) How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: About 6-8 months, somewhere in that time-period.
Character Section
Authorization(s): (I know that these may/have a high chance of being denied, but I figured I would give it a shot. I am not asking for an actual weapon, just an IC rp weapon mainly used to enhance survival rp.) A rubber glove insolated with more rubber, used by electrician repair Technician, they used them to work on Hydro Lines. The glove has three small metal brackets attached to the palm of it connected to wires that surround the glove and go down in to a battery pack that hangs on the waist or in the pocket. There is a switch attached to the battery pack that blocks the electric feed from the batteries turning the electricity emitted through the wires on and off. When on, the batteries send a constant electric feed to the metal brackets that send off an electric shock to any metal within a 5 inch radius of the brackets. If it touches water it will send an electric current through the water, spanning about 5 feet in each direction. When the bracket gives off an electric shock to a metal object or such, it does not harm the wearer (Unless another part of him/her is touching the piece of metal.) Because of the insulation in the glove. Also, I am not asking for it now, I am asking for the ability to craft one, IC using Role-play.
Name: Jason Led Age: 26 Gender: Male Affiliation: None
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations. Before 7-hour war: http://www.catalyst-gaming.net/index.php?topic=12525.0 For more of a back-story. During the 7-hour war: As Jason ran down the road, he frantically looked around for his father, sweat slowly trickling off his forehead and barreling down around his eyes. He turned left and right ducking down when he heard shots, keeping to backyards and alleyways. As he ran down Magnate St, he came across a medium sized yellow rubber glove with a Electric symbol on the back. He quickly grabbed it and slid it halfway in his pocket, the other half sticking out and flopping around as Jason ran. He wasn’t and still isn’t sure why he picked that glove up, he sometimes thinks it may be because it reminded him of the one his father used in his line of work, other times he thinks he may have though it useful, but it doesn’t matter why he grabbed it, all that matters is that he had it, and it was a damn-good thing too. After a few hours of rushing down alleys hopping backyard fences, running from chained dogs. The gruesome smell of blood and decaying bodies began to fill the air, he rushed past the blue house spotted with red blood, people lay dead on the patio. He kept running for about an hour when he came to a short fence, behind it was a power grid leading to a sewer line. He was about to grab the fence and climb under when it sparked, sending small yellow lights jumping at his face, startled he dove back slamming against the wall of a cafe. He stood back up muttered something and rubbed his face before sliding his hand in his pocket and feeling the rubber glove. After pausing for a moment wondering what was in his pocket, he looked down at the yellow glove. He lifted it, looking at the thunder-bolt symbol on the back of the glove, and then slid it on. Slowly he crept to the fence, lowering his hand and grabbing the fence. He shut his eyes expecting a shock, but nothing happened, still slow he lifted the gate up as far as it would go and crawled through the hole. He then ran to the ladder leading to the sewer, and quickly climbed down in to the damp air and dim lighted sewer hall. He walked for what felt like days, it was too dark to read the time on his watch, so he just kept walking. Eventually he found a ladder, pulling himself on to it, weak and hungry he emerged to the world above. The fresh air flooded his nose nearly immediately; he was still in a tunnel but at surface level. He followed it, and that is how he arrived in the Outlands. After The 7 Hour War: (I plan to Roleplay this part IC, doing the building of the glove and the finding of materials like the metal brackets and wires.)
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects? Perks A means of Survival against wild creatures or hostile in-habitants. A means of catching food, such as headcrabs or wild deer (< Extremely rare-impossible to find.) A way to cook said-caught food. A way to intimidate people. When working on other inventions, can power them using the electrical glove.
Defects Can’t go in water above knee level due to risk of electrocuting entire body. Cannot touch metal when the glove is on or activated. The odd electric shock when to close to metal. Cannot use guns (Because the gun-powder will ignite and the gun will explode.) Because of above defect the glove will be my only line of defense, which can only electrocute metal or water making it harder to defend myself. Needs batteries or electricity to power. Must scavenge for Said-batteries.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects? With the authorization I plan to build the glove (Using the skills I got in prior-authorization application.) With the perks/defects I plan to scavenge for batteries and electric goods, giving me more passive roleplay options. I plan to (Like usual) Enhance the interactions between me and other people and give them more roleplay and speech options to say/use towards me. I plan to roleplay in a different way, not able to go in water or use guns, relying on the glove as my only form of defense.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s)) No.
1) Please write a minimum of 3 paragraphs OOC'ly detailing why your character wishes to join the Combine Civil Authority and what lead your character to do so. My Character wishes to join the Combine Civil Authority because he has seen much of their work up close and he envies them and has admired them since he first saw them. When my Character was a child he was bullied and picked on and for that he hated mostly all of man kind. When the 7 hour war took place he was frightened, but looked at it that humans were getting what they deserved. After the 7 hour war he was taken to multiple cities until he was finally placed in City 45 where he now resides. Well in residence of City 45, he tried to become a rebel, but was made fun of and despised by the other resistance members, and for this he once again despised humans, but mainly rebels. After a few weeks of being an average citizen attempting to mind his own buseniss, he was attacked by a group of rebels and mugged. Since then he has helped with the arrest of 4 rebel members. In all, he wishes to join the CCA to help cut down the large amounts of rebel uprisings and plots to a smaller amount, and if possible stop Rebellion's in City 45 for good. (I know that is impossible, but still.)
2) Please detail your characters traits. (Eg, Pure, Lawful, Trustworthy) Law-Abiding/Lawful, Trustworthy (To friends/other CCA members.), Stern/Strict, Dependable, Workaholic.
3) Please provide 2 paragraphs about what you are expecting the Combine Civil Authority to be like for you and your character. For me, I am expecting a new learning curve in general, and a lot of work and time spent on my character to improve him and climb in ranks, I am also expecting to have to follow orders and rely slightly on other CCA members during procedures. My character is expecting to be yelled at a lot, for any simple mistake he makes, he is also expecting to be punished, for anything he does wrong. He is also prepared and expecting to take commands from higher ranks and do them to the best of his abilitie.
4) Please provide a detailed back-story from an out-of-character perspective on your applying character. This section must be detailed and consist of a minimum of 300 words. Zack Strile (Sh-try-ul) Was born in the small town of Paris,Ontario In Canada. As a young child he excelled at most things, he started walking a month before most of his peers, and talking a few weeks before them. Everything was great in Zack's life, he had a mother, named Jill and a father named Thomas, he had plenty of friends at school, until he was 8. At the age of 8 Zack's mother died of cancer, a part of Zack died that day along with his mother, he ate less, he didnt like talking (Which it used to be impossible to shut him up) and he was quite in class. His grades fell and his friends left him, then Zack started getting picked on. This continued through middle school and even in to highschool, he failed in most classes and in the end dropped out of highschool in grade 11. He lived with his father for a year, before moving to New York where he got a job at a tattoo parlor. He worked there until he was 23, then decided to head to Japan to start a new life. At the age of 24, Alex was living in Japan, his life had turned around, he had a good job at a Sushi restaraunt and was engaged to marry Samantha, an american that had moved to Japan a few month's after Zack. After a few more years, the 7 hour war took place, Zack thought that all the people that picked on him were finally getting what they deserved, him and his wife were split up a few months later, both being sent to different cities. He never saw her again, and another peice of him died. Worse then ever before, Zack tried joining a rebel group, hoping to find peace, but they all laughed at him for his weak muscle and "funny" face. He was shunned by the rebels and took to the life of a loyalist, he helped the Union locate and detain four rebel's before deciding to apply for a job in the CCA.
5) Have you ever had a CCA character here at Catalyst Gaming? If so, explain why it was removed. No I have not.
OOC Details
1. How long have you played on role-playing servers in general? About 6-7 years.
2. How long have you played on serious servers? Around 7 months now.
3. How long have you played on Catalyst Gaming? About... 1 month I would say.
4. What Time zone are you in? North American Eastern Time Zone
5. In what country do you live? Canada.
6. How old are you? 14
7. What�s your most memorable quality RP experience? It was on another server, it was a fallout rp, I was being contained in a vault, and one day a man by the name of Jack Seenlet (I believe) Escaped, killing most of the guards in the vault, in the major panic that took place, I managed to break open and crawl through the vents from the room I was being held in, and got in to the main Overseer's office, where I then took the keys and data pads and escaped along with two other men, and caught up with the first man to escape.
8. Do you consider yourself a good listener? Yes, I do consider myself a good listener, IF I am talking to that person, sometimes I miss things said by others well in Mid-conversation.
IC Section
Full Name: Zack Strile CID: 7972 Age: 26 Gender: Male Height: 6'2" Hair Colour Black Eye Colour: Blue Sexual Orientation: Straight Weight: 143 Lbs Mental Distinctions: Street Smart, Some-what Book Smart, in certain subjects. Mental Defects: If someone reminds him of his wife or mother, he will get emotions/feelings for the person. Mental Advantages: Has a fast reaction time, as well as quick decision making skills. Notable Qualities: He is slightly under-developed in the muscle area, but is suprisingly strong when need be.
1. Have you ever been detained or apprehended for a Sociostability Infringement before? If so, explain? No, I have never been detained for anything.
2. Do you regularly eat Combine Civil Authority Issued Rations? Any time I get rations, when I am hungry it is the first thing I eat.
3. Are you willing to give your life to the cause of the Universal Union? Yes, I already have risked my life a few times in the captures of rebels.
4. Do you as a Citizen and future Civil Protection Member accept ALL actions performed by you and those under your command as your OWN responsibility? Yes, any actions performed by me or my underlings are taken as my responsibility and I will be dealt with accordingly.
5. Will you remain loyal and faithful to the Universal Union as long as you live? Yes.
6. Why do you want to join the Combine Civil Authority? To help bring peace and authority to the city in which I inhabit, which for the time being is City 45, I also wish to crack down on rebels and bring them to justice.
Please sign the attached oath using only blue or black pen.
I, Zack Strile hereby swear my mind, body and soul to the Universal Union forever so long as I draw breath. I do so knowing that my actions will be held accountable to me and solely myself. I also declare my knowledge that as a Member of The Universal Union that I will be required to perform tasks above and beyond as well as perform ANY task ordered to by ANY commanding person(s). I hereby acknowledge the fact that as a Civil Protection Task-force Unit that I will be losing most, if not all, communication and or past relationship with anyone outside of the Universal Union's operational bounds.
So, I have been watching a ton of youtube videos on Gmod lately, and I figured something that may be pretty cool. This is just in the early early Alpha phase, and may not even come true, but here it is.
A garrys mod movie, of the events immediatley after the 7 hour war, following a single man. What I need from you guys is this: Actors! So far, Skopa, and Chillz and A Fancy Soviet Viking are the only actors (Aside me, which I will do a small bits of acting, mainly directing though.) Set Designers (None so far, aside from me but, I am not the greatest sceneric artist around >.o ) Someone to Host the server (My computer can't handle a server, It's fast enough to edit and make movies and play Gmod on large servers fine, but I have tried hosting a server before and it nearly crashed my computer.) ^^ That is a VERY important one.
If I do get all the things I need to make the movie, Production won't start until at LEAST around End of May Early June, because then I am getting my Mac computer, so I can do more editing and such on it.
Please, comment your ideas for the story, and if you are interested in acting, I only need about 10-15 Actors so if you are interested, post quick. Thanks for reading
(Sorry If I put this in the wrong section, just tell me, I wasnt sure where else to put it.) (This is what happened a few minutes ago on Outlands) (I removed OOC to avoid confusion)
Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "Is that your girlfriend? If that is, I thought I told her to leave." Mary Wilson says "It seemed like you we-" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "I was leaving." Mary Wilson says "Was she, Erm, watching? Erm you?" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "You're making things worse..." Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "She was watching me." ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] looks to Mary, shaking her head ** Mary Wilson looks to Jill......eyes widening. [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "I was not!" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "She's lying!" [LOOC] Jason Led: You still half-nude? [LOOC] Mary Wilson: LOl [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: Yes. ** Mary Wilson looks dead into Jill's eyes....with a blank expression. ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...]'s bottom lip starts to quiver Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "If you have command over her. Tell her to leave." [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "Mary..." [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "I-I wouldn't..." ** Jason Led chuckles [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "I d-didin't..." [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: Two lesbians vs. One heterosexual. ** Mary Wilson turns, walking.... [LOOC] Mary Wilson: lol [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: good ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] drops to her ass, crying Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "That's the end of that, I guess." ** Jason Led looks back to Sophia ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] turns, her face red, she stands [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "Y-You bitch!" Jason Led says "How long does it take for you to take a god damned shower Sophia!" ** Jason Led chuckles Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "Long as I want to take it." ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] walks up to her [LOOC] Jason Led: OHHHHH GIRL FIGHT ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson puts on her pants, zipping it up. [LOOC] Jason Led: DOO IT DOO IT DOO IT ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson starts to button her blue-threaded jacket on. ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] brings his hand back, striking it across her face [LOOC] Jason Led: His hand back? ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson is hit across the face, letting out a frightened gasp. She holds her cheek, looking at her. [LOOC] Jill Harris: Fuck... hers ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...]'s lip quivers, her face red [LOOC] Jason Led: Your too used to Beans... [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: You just fucked with a former soldier. [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "Y-You may have cost me my r-r-relationship..." [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "Bitch..." ** Jason Led gasps as Jill bitch slaps Sophia ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson holds her cheek, rubbing it as a dark blue bruise appears. "That hurts you fuckwit." [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "No shit!" ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] turns, going back to her seat, sobbing ** Jason Led his eyes wide as he watches them argue ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson swings her boot in agression, attempting to connect to her nostrils. [LOOC] Jason Led: OH SHIT [LOOC] Jason Led: Shit just got real [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: jason Mary Wilson radios in "Jill....I hate you." [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: Post this on forums k ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] gets kicked, her head flinging upwards, she lets out a loud grunt [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "Huh!?" [LOOC] Jason Led: Uhhhh why? [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: lol comments [LOOC] Jason Led: XD ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson grabs ahold of her dufflebag, wrapping it around her shoulders and chest. ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] leaps up, holding her bleeding and broken nose ** Jason Led unsure which one to follow and attempt to aid" Jason Led says "Uh..." ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] attempts to grab her hair, and yank her head around [LOOC] Jill Harris: XD, girl move
Out of Character for OOC:
Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: /me still cleans herself with the soap bar. [LOOC] Jill Harris: Gooz. ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson seems to notice her attack, not being effected at all but abit. Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "Eugh! Let go of my hair! That... hurts!" Rorschach has disconnected from the server. [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] radios in "* A scuffle is heard, with girls fighting*" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "No!" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "You fucking cost me my love!" Jason Led radios in "Get down to the waterfall quick, this is awesome!" Harley Morrison radios in "Hmm... So this is their so called Bunker." Dallas Marston radios in "HOLY SHIT PEOPLE ARE FIGHTING CAT FIGHT" Pvt. Sophia Jefferson radios in "*Two voices can be heard. They sound female.* // CATFIGHT." [6'0' | Blue Eyes | Ha...] radios in "// CATFIGHT " Dallas Marston radios in "// VOID XD" Harley Morrison radios in "... It's smaller than i tought." Jason Led radios in "CATFIGHT AT WATERFALL" Mary Wilson radios in "All of you are fucked up." ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] lets go, then throwing a punch as hard as she can at her nose Mary Wilson radios in "Every last one of you." [LOOC] Jason Led: o.0 Dallas Marston radios in "// Meta jumps to their location." Harley Morrison radios in "Now now, Darling... That's what makes things interesting" [LOOC] Jason Led: Damn girl you can throw a punch XD [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] radios in "*Scuffling is heard* Take that bitch!" ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson is hit across the nose, flying back onto the ground, holding her nose, then looking at her. [LOOC] Jill Harris: You fell over? Bourneco has connected to the server. [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: yes ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson holds herself up to her feet. ** Jason Led runs infront of Jill attempting to protect Sofia. ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] grabs her hair, dragging her towards the water
Out of Character for OOC:
Victoria White: ? [LOOC] Pvt. Sophia Jefferson: I fell backwards btw. Jason Led says "Stop!" Failed to load sound "player\pl_wade4.wav", file probably missing from disk/repository Jason Led says "Shit!" [LOOC] Jill Harris: Doh.
Out of Character for OOC:
Mary Wilson: Bourneco, the one who mingegrabed an MP7. Jason Led says "Enough!" [LOOC] Jill Harris: I grabbed your leg then Jason Led says "I enjoy a good cat fight as much as the next man!" Jason Led says "But your going to kill her!" ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] drags her completely into the water, attempting to hold her face under
Out of Character for OOC:
Jessica 'Shooter' Arbit: Darras :3 ** Jason Led attempts to Punch Jill in the broken nose. ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson starts to squirm, choking. [LOOC] Jason Led: o.o [LOOC] Jason Led: The fuck did I just do -.- ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] gets hit, flinging into the water, keeping Sophia in the water, Jill sobs Jason Led says "JILL LET GO OF HER" ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] shakes her head, crying Jason Led says "You...You....Mary would be ashamed!" [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] says "She's a lying bitch.. ** Jason Led attempts to rip Sophia from Jills grasp. ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson attempts to throw her off, starting to gasp for air. ** [5'8 |Brown Hair |Pony...] throws her down, running away crying ** Jason Led helps her up ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson is helped up by Jason, holding her chest as she gasps for air as water comes out from her mouth. ** Jason Led helps keep Sophia up. ** Jason Led pats her back attempting to make her spit all the water out. Jason Led says "Shit...." ** Pvt. Sophia Jefferson seems to put her arm around Jason, somewhat done with the choking. Jason Led says "Beans is going ot be on me..." [LOOC] Jason Led: to* ** Jason Led looks around watching for Beans Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "Forget about her..." Pvt. Sophia Jefferson says "Just get out of here... I thank you though..." Jason Led says "But... if she tells Mary, and Mary tells Beans-" Jason Led says "Alright..." ** Jason Led releases her, turning and running, stopping looking back to make sure shes standing. F
Steam Name: scoobybloo2 Age: 14 How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): 6 years How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: About 6 months but I have played Serious Rp like GMod's style for about 2 years.
Character Section
Authorization(s): Authorization to make a Fast headcrab character. Access to the Fast Headcrab Model.
Name: Xeen Age: 1 1/2 , But he is fully developed. Gender: Male Affiliation: None
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations. (The story takes place with the presumption that Fast Headcrabs are genetically altered versions of the Headcrab made by the combine to be used for war and attacks on rebels.)
The story of Xeel starts in a city, city 11. Xeel was a mutation of headcrabs, a failed attempt to make a stronger headcrab for use by the combine. Xeel and the 100’s of other “Fast Headcrabs” were to be destroyed, and forgotten. Xeel stands on his pointed claws, slowly swaying back and forth, side to side, in a crowded dark and musky smelling room. The other headcrabs are anxious, startled and scared, they were slamming and clawing at the walls in hope they would break free. A few of the larger ones had a chain on their left hind leg. They were going wild, swinging viciously back and forth, jumping getting yanked and falling back down, only to try again. Xeel sat there, he knew the walls wouldn’t break down, he had no chain to fight against, so he sat unsure of what lay beyond the walls. As I said earlier, all of the 100’s of 1000’s of headcrabs in the room were at the time called defective, later to be named the fast headcrab. They were all mutations of two healthy large headcrabs, there DNA combined with hundreds of other chemicals and animals. The combine was hoping for a stronger more obedient headcrab that they could use against the rebels, but they had gotten the opposite. Weak and unruly they had no desire to serve the combine, so they were to be destroyed. Xeel heard banging and smashing from the outer walls, then the sound of headcrabs screeching and gunfire. The one wall slid down opening enough for the headcrabs to escape. What had happened was the headcrabs that were experimented on had thought of the fast headcrabs as their children, and they knew what the Combine were planning, so they broke free of their cages and managed to get the door opened. Xeel was about to jump out the door when he noticed the headcrabs stuck by the chains, he went back to them and struggled with their chains. In the panic some Headcrabs escaped but others were gun down by Combine. Xeel attacked the chains with all his force, finally he broke one free, it turned and broke the others chain. They went to jump the gate, Xeel went first, landing and sliding under a desk and through a Combines legs, the others jumped out and went ballistic, they swiped left and right, crashing into combine and tables and computers. Blood flew all around Xeel, he saw a vent so he rushed as quick as his pointed claws could take him, he managed to slip away, and escape, travelling in the wilderness, hunting on fox’s and any other living things. He managed to travel about a mile or two from city 11’s laboratories when he was attacked by a group of combine near a small broken down farm. He rushed inside skipping past gunfire, dodging and hurling left and right. He slid into the farm, and ran into a group of rebels stocking their bags and loading their weapons. He fought against the Combines with the resistance that day; all but one Resistance member had perished in the fight. Xeel had gotten hit by a piece of shrapnel in the side of his right leg. The resistance member took Xeel as his pet and helped heal him back to health as they travelled by foot across the wilderness. Eventually Xeel was able to run again, he had run ahead to scout for food, but when he got back his owner had been gunned down. With his new hatred and desire to kill all Combine he went along, running. He ran for a day, then he fell weak, He was laying in a forest by a road near a burnt down house when an airboat pulled up. It stopped and the driver ran inside the burnt house to look for something. Xeel latched his claws into the side of the airboat, the driver came back after a while and without noticing Xeel, climbed in and started driving. Xeel stayed on as long as he could but the wind and his exhaustion had taken the best of him, his claws unlatched and he slid off landing on the grass and rolling into a forest. That is how Xeel got to the outlands.
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects? Perks + More roleplay options. + Brand new Roleplay Experience for me. + Enrich and change the roleplay for me and those that roleplay with me. + To change my roleplay experience and allow for better roleplay.
Defects - Can't Speak English - New Roleplay To Learn - Weak - If Hurt Is Reliant On Help Of A Human
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects? I plan to help better the roleplay of others and all of the outlands server. Provide more options in which to roleplay on the outlands server. To make a brand new form of roleplay. To have brand new options to passive rp.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s)) Nope just me.
Which server does this apply for? Outlands
Extra Notes (optional): (I know this may fall under Npc rule but I have seen many other headcrabs accepted and roleplay well within the community of Outlands.)
Steam Name: scoobybloo2 Age: 14 How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): About 6 years. How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: Around 4 months, but I have played serious rp like GMod's for about 2 years.
Character Section
Authorization(s): Knowledge in Mechanic's. Knowledge in Electricity and its properties. Knowledge in Robotics. Knowledge in Engineering. Advanced High-technological watch. (The watch is just a normal silver watch on first glance, but the edges are brimmed with buttons and knobs. If you push down on the screen the watch face will pop up, and rotate backwards into an upright position. Underneath where the clock face was is a LED screen marked with dials and beeping lights, underneath it you can faintly see the wires crossing and turning over one another, connected to the multiple buttons. I will go further in-detail on what it does in the story. If you want to find it press Ctrl-f and search ~)
Name: Jason Led Age: 25 Gender: Male Affiliation: None
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations. Before The 7 Hour War: Born on December 12th 1991, In Burning Springs Kentucky, Jason grew up with just his father, his mother had died giving birth which left a large toll on Jason’s father, once Jason was old enough to take care of himself, his father, Kane had stopped caring for him, and pretty much shut him out of his life. They still ate supper together, but it was always a quite dinner, a few “Hi’s” and “How was school?” But after a few minutes of chatter, Jason’s father would finish his dinner, grab the plate’s and wash them then return to his garage. His father was an aspiring engineer and electrician and spent any time he had away from work, which he worked at Burning Electrician’s, he would spend his free time working on inventions and contraptions in his garage. His father had always wanted to be an Inventor, but this story isn’t on him, so I will skip you the details. His father had bought him a dog named Rover when Jason was 5 but it ran away at the age of 9, once again bringing Jason back to his loneliness. One day when Jason was walking Rover they had come across a large water treatment plant, there were large Tunnels that led into the sewer, big enough for 3 men to walk shoulder to shoulder down, this is where Jason spent much of his childhood. When Jason turned 11 something happened to his father, nobody is really sure what it was, but he started loving his son again. After school and work they would get home and go into their garage and lock the rest of the world out, everyday Jason’s father would teach him everything he knew about Electricity and Mechanics and even Engineering, everyday, they grew a bit closer. By the time Jason was 15 he had a vast knowledge of the things his father was teaching him, they had built a few inventions together, and even sold one of them to a company called Magrove, Which gave them enough money to buy better equipment and materials. At the age of 17 his father had quit his job and become a full time Inventor, they had built many things together, and throughout school Jason had got amazing grades in Science and Technologies. They were finally happy, Jason had his father back, his father had achieved his dream, and all was well. At 19 Jason had completely moved out and was starting his job as an electrician, hoping to follow his father’s footsteps. At the age of 23 Jason had found the love of his life, Iris. They had fallen in love in March and got married in July, They went on their honey moon in Japan, where Jason met an inventor by the name of Dr.Tensing. They had discussed Jason’s future in Inventing and Dr.Tensing had told him about a convention that was to be held the following year, 2015, In Tokyo, Japan. Excited Jason went home with his wife and told his father about the Convention for aspiring Inventors. His father and him quickly got to work, building and building. The theme for the year was inventions to help an detective. Over the period of 6 months they had built and scrapped many inventions until they finally had the one they wanted. Jason called it, the Rover. ~ The invention was a silver watch they had picked up from a jewelry store, the first modification they made was solar panels embed into the face, so there was no need for batteries. The second modification was a CMD (Carbon Monoxide Detector) along with other gas detectors. This allowed for the Detective/wearer of the watch to know if there were harmful toxins in the air, by sending off a beeping sound. The third modification was the lift up screen, if you pushed down on the face of the watch, it would lift up and reveal another screen, an LED screen which was used to show the heartbeat of the wearer by pulsars located in the wrist strap of the watch, which goes over the underside of your wrist. The fourth and final modification to the watch was the Iris, as Jason called it. It used pea sized cameras in the side of the watch that could identify footprints and blood patterns (To detect blood types) Footprint information such as shoe size and tread and also the blood information such as type and how old it was would appear in the bottom left corner of the LED screen. Due to the amount of electrical sources in the watch, it was larger and heavier than most watches, and also slightly uncomfortable to wear, it also would give the wearer a painful shock if it got wet. The two men were beyond happy with their invention, they were ecstatic! They had just finished in time because it was 1 week until the convention. They quickly boarded a plane, Iris decided to stay back home, because she had to work (She was a teacher, not that it matters.) Once they arrived in Tokyo they went sightseeing for the first day, on the second day they made sure the watch was working perfectly, and to their delight, it was. On the third day it was the convention, they hurried over and set up there booth, they had some chicken blood and a footprint in some dirt, to show of the Iris functions of the watch. They also showed the judges the pulse detector. They couldn’t show the judges the gas detectors, which was probably a good sign. The day was going smoothly everyone seemed amazed by their invention. It was a shame though, because that was the day that the 7 hour war took place. During The 7 Hour War: The convention was going smoothly until someone had been watching a news broadcast from their phone, the reports of the Combine attacks spread fast through the convention like a wild fire. Unsure what to do Jason and his father just sat at their booth, hoping for the best. The combine soon attacked the area and the Convention was flooded with scared and confused people, Jason and his father were pushed apart by the stampeding crowds, luckily the watch was still on Jason because he had been showing the judges it when the news broke out. Jason was pushed by the crowd until he managed to escape their grasp, his father nowhere in sight and the combine closing in, he had no choice but to run away. He ran outside and down the street through the other scared people, and a few parents hugging there crying children. This just made Jason worse because it reminded him of his wife back home, he held back his worries and pressed forward. At one point a Combine had attacked him, shooting at him. He was shot in the right arm, but managed to escape into an alleyway, where there was a ladder leading to the roof, he was confused and scared so he tried to make his way up the ladder, he did it, with major difficulties because of his bleeding arm, but he made it. There was a clothesline with clothes left out to dry, he grabbed a white shirt and wrapped it around his bullet wound. There he met up with a woman and a man, they had a shotgun, because of coyotes. He hadn’t realized it before but he had run right out of town, he was now on the edge of the country side. He went with them, they had some food and they shared it all. They had found a sewer grate so they climbed down into the dark damp tunnel. They walked for hours and even days. They were out of food and thought it the end when they were ambushed by combine, the Combine had flashlights and spotted them instantly, the man killed 2 of the Combine but there was too many, they shot down the man and the woman (Whose names were Sarah and Jack, but I found that irrelevant) Jason had once again managed to escape, and he shortly found himself out in the wilderness. He was once again, all alone. And that is how he made his way to the Outlands.
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects? Perks The Knowledge’s Perks: A higher understanding of things around me (ICly) More Passive roleplay opportunities. The ability to tamper with objects, improving them in the slightest. The Watch: More of a backstory, something connecting him to his past. More interactions within the environment and those around him. Better Passive roleplay, and general roleplay.
Defects Knowledge: His knowledge can get the better of him, and sometimes make others not like him for it. His need to tamper with things will most likely cost him a couple shocks and maybe even a lost limb or two. Watch: The watch is a constant reminder of his father and wife, and what he left behind. He can’t go in water (Lakes or Streams) Due to electric shocks. Another thing he has to worry about, and make sure he doesn’t wreck.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects? I plan to enrich my role-play and the role-play of those around me, passive and general. I also plan to make a larger back-story for my character.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s)) No.
Which server does this apply for? Outlands
Extra Notes (optional): Press Ctrl F and type ~ to find the watch description. Also if there are any PARTS of the watch, like the Iris, or the gas detector, that you find un real or you don’t think I should get, then you can tell me and I can remove that, nothing is final and it can all be edited/changed.
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