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Steam Name: Dakota
Age: 20
How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): 12 Years
How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: Since it came out?
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Authorization(s):
An escaped experiment a abomination to humanity and proof of the horrors of combine science.
Name: Race Bannon
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Combine
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations.
What makes a man good, is it his soul, his heart, or perhaps it is taught?
1991: Race Bannon is a up and coming formula 1 race car driver, an American who’s racing history only stretched back to feather light. His first race is unnoticed by most, driving for a team who could only afford four sets of tires, already confirmed that they wouldn’t be racing the next race that the sponsor was giving up. Hope of winning was never there, however something drove Race a strength that no one could measure, perhaps it was the fear of looking like a loser in front of his five year old son, or not being able provide with his wife who had been by his side since high school.
Whatever the case may have been as soon as the green flag waved over the bricks on that hot Indiana afternoon Bannon made history. Tires smoldering, the gas light flashing, the unwinnable car pulled into the winner circle. Flashing lights and camera’s put Bannon’s in the spot light, his life’s hard story of growing up in an abusive home and putting his spare time into racing go carts in to the neighborhood, to working at a McDonalds just to provide in’s meat.
People always loved the underdog someone who despite all the odds made it to the top. Soon Race Bannon was on the cover of several top selling magazines and driving for one of the biggest sponsors in Indy car racing. Money was never a problem his wife and son were happy the future was so bright, only the light was a train coming down the tunnel.
1998-1999: Ever hear the term that lady luck was a hooker, well Race had just run out of money. During a race in the UK on the 3rd turn at Aintree, tragedy struck. It doesn’t matter whose fault it was, it doesn’t matter how it happened frankly Race cannot even remember himself. Perhaps it was fate that caused the crash or perhaps to those who believe in the supernatural divine intervention. What did result though was Race’s car being crunched into a concrete barrier at hundred ten miles per hour.
The replay of this crash is shown for months as the worse crash in racing history leaving five drivers dead and one in extreme critical condition. Race’s legs looked like cooked hamburger; his brain was swelling several of his organs poked with broken rib bones. The Bannon family and fans prayed for a miracle, perhaps there prayers were answered, the top doctors were able to save him but sadly he would not wake up from coma for quite some time.
2000-2001:A few months pass fan’s start to move on family members support turns into a rivalry of what to do with him however their bickering soon stop’s as events you most likely already know about began to occur. Race Bannon was left defenseless, alone, left for dead; it’s what he would have wanted though if he had a choice in the matter. He was taken away, tossed out of his death bed directly into an inhuman hell.
Unknown:Bannon wakes up in excruciating pain, his mouth sealed or unable to move, his eyes unable to focus only a bright light. He wanted to scream, he wanted to run, he wanted it to end, most of all he wanted his family. Needles poked, tissue was torn ripped shredded, this was worse than death, parts of memories start to fade he struggles to remember his parents faces. Suddenly a flashing red light blinds his eyes as if a thousand suns had erupted in front of him.
Perhaps what happened next was luck or again and act of god no one will ever know but the combine experiment was deemed a failure. What exactly their intentions might have been are unknown what is fact however was that Race had been given a second chance, his body surgically attached inside a suit of combine armor, a mask which pushed needles with sensors directly into his eyes which allowed him to see anything even in pitch black.
However for him to be deemed a failure you must be asking yourself what happened. Remember Race’s crash, those wounds were never fully healed and his body, being so broken that the life expectancy for such a unit was calculated at being only a year or two. But most of all his brain, something about his brain which didn’t seem to accept the stimulation of cybernetics the combine tried so desperately to plug into him. Perhaps it was the brain damage or luck again or a miracle or some might call it a curse.
Current: Bannon awoke on his back the night sky above him shined brightly above, for a moment he thought he was in his back yard laying on the trampoline with his son. However this bitter sweet memory was broken by intense heat and the realization of the situation. Laying among several hundred corpses in a ditch was Bannon directly in the middle a group of combine who were torching the bodies.
Bannon trying to recall where he was and why some of his memories were missing could have given up hope right then and there. However the strength inside him a voice that echoed deep down into his core whispered only two words. “Get up.â€
Somehow be it a miracle or luck just as the units noticed movement in the pit as a thing crawling away they began to open fire. Of all places to dig a ditch they had built it near a river which Bannon pushed himself into and was carried away in the current falling back to sleep in the cold water.
Fate perhaps or some other means somehow guided him to the creek of the out lands a internal radio in his ear awakens him as it scan’s through channels nearby and picks up men speaking. Bannon finds that he can’t close his eyes nor turn the voices down that seem to be echoing in his very brain sending vibes of paint throughout. He makes the mistake of trying to take the mask off leaving the mutilated creature to scream in pain as the needles rip from his eyes leaving him blind.
What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects?
Perks
-Night vision
-Radio
-Armor or Kevlar
-Combine model
-Able to access computers through USB port attachment in his arm
-Interact with combine technology (Sort of like how stalkers are connected to the system)
Defects
-System can fail if shocked which stops his lungs from being artificially pumped.
-Infection can kill him easily
-Random people with guns not realizing what he is
-Blind without the mask
-Need to recharge the suit
-Missing memory fragments
-Extreme pain
-Not knowing what has happened to the world last memory was a car crash.
-disfigured body
-Chances of memories being lost or overload of information due to accessing computer with his brain
-Cannot disconnect from combine computer by himself another must help him or he will become mindless and the network would upload orders to him or just fry his brain killing him
-Extremely dependent on others good will
-Cannot sleep and struggles to cope with current situation.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects?
Role play the hell out of it and see how long it last.
Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s))
Which server does this apply for?
Outlands
Extra Notes (optional):
Most likely wont get accepted but thought id try
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