(IC PART)
Name: Scoot Wazz.
Citizen identification(CID):30943.
Age:27.
Why do you want to join the CWU?:To help the Union make a better city and possibly create a store for citizens to purchase things from.
Have you ever been detained before?:No.
Past experience with work/labor:I used to do small tasks for some people but not much.
What will you do for us?:I will help you complete tasks and create a better society.
How long have you been in City11?:About three months.
Can CWU members be in possession of health kits:No, I was told any sort of medical was not allowed.
Can CWU members be in possession of zipties:No, The Combine Civil Authority told me only they could have those.
If a citizen runs up to you and asks for help regarding UPA explain in detail what you would do.:It all depends on what they ask because if they ask something to do with rules I would tell them anything Anti-Civil I would use my request device to report them.
Any disabilities?:No.
Why do you want to be in the CWU?: I wish to work for the Union and ofcourse the Civil Workers Union.
(OOC PART)
Name:Ghost
Timezone:GMT
SteamID:STEAM_0:0:38666132.
Roleplay Experience:About 3 years but not on CG.
Why do you want to be accepted into the CWU?: I would love to have a CWU character since they seem to do fun things.
Character Backstory(Must be one paragraph):
Back-story
Child hood (1996 – 1992)
Scoot Wazz was a good human being with potential but he could be aggressive at time. All he wanted to achieve in his lifetime was a good job, a good family and most of all a great life. He was doing well in school getting the highest grades he could achieve he was not the best student and he was not the worst. He had many friends at school who he socialized with and communicated with allot of his friends were like him but some were the complete opposite. Although Scoot was often picked on at school he did not bother with bullies he simply tried to ignore them in the end like most bullies would they got bored and decided to move on. Scoot’s school life was as normal and his dreams were as normal so Scoot’s life carried on as normal.
College (1992)
When Scoot Wazz left school he decided to go to College hoping to get a degree in mechanics. He was planning to be in college for 6 years to get the best out of his abilities. He did his research, studies & work he was not making very much friends since he had not interest to he thought he had enough friends already. He silently worked his way through college not causing any trouble for anyone. The thing that put him of most was the fact he got no-where with his decision where he would work, who he would work for and how it would all work out in the end. College was very stressing for Scoot he had so many thoughts inside his head which could sometimes effect his grades. Scoot was often sleepy since he had to get up early in the morning and often he daydreamed but it was great for Scoots imagination. Sometimes Scoot would sit and draw a picture and would try to draw designs he knew they were obviously wouldn’t work because he did not know much yet Scoot just thought it was fun.
A few years into College (6 Years)
Scoot was now better at mechanics wondering what the future held for him he often thought about coming a designer but he knew it would not match his dream he wanted to work in a place with friends and meet new ones. He was now testing things in his mechanics training exploring new things and expanding his new mind. Scoot Wazz knew he was ready to go and get a job soon he hoped for a good one which would give him a good life allot of money and friends he was still aiming for his dream though. He studied for a few more months always changing his mind about his future job until he felt he was ready to leave he was scared to go out into the true world with barely any guidance. He was told it was “a cruel harsh world out there and you’re always on your own” which didn’t make Scoot very comfortable with his leave.
Graduation (1998)
Scoot Wazz was happy knowing his future dream was even closer in reach he could accomplish allot. He finally got his degree in Mechanics and was hoping he would get hired easily. He looked around for a while and had no luck so he decided to go home. He was watching television for a bit and an advertisement came on when he was about to turn over the channel it was an advertisement for the R.A.F (Royal Air Force) He was looking for any mechanic jobs for it and he was in luck they had some. He decided to relax and go sign up tomorrow.
The next day Scoot woke up and had his breakfast and did his usual morning then went out And went to find his hopefully future job in the R.A.F He went to his local base and got some information. It took some time to fill out forms and he thought about it carefully in the end he enlisted 4 years and signed a contract. He put down his college degree for mechanics and he was accepted about a week after. Scoot was so happy he was going to leave in 4 days he went to stay with his family and spent time with them.
The R.A.F (1998)
The day came when he was to leave and go to his R.A.F Base his family wished him good luck and waved goodbye. His dad gave him a necklace with his name on it the shape of it was a pair of wings. Scoot took this and treasured it as if it was a son to him he always wore it and refused to take it off. He arrived at his base and started by getting his room he met a new friend who he would imagine to be his best friend while he was there, his friends name was Isaac Locks. Scoot and Isaac may have only just met each other but they were getting along fine Scoot and Isaac always stuck by each other’s side but Isaac was going to be driving the planes like Fighter Jets ect. Although they didn’t get to talk much on weekdays they talked allot on weekends. Scoot was getting along with his job perfectly learning new things along the way he could repair certain vehicles now and manually practice with fake vehicles for safety reasons.
Leaving the R.A.F (4 Years into the job)
Now that Scoot known allot more and had allot of experience of mechanics he decided that since he did his four years he would leave and take a break for a bit having his experiences he thought he may be able to join again. After about a month living in his new home he had bought with his hard earned money he decided that he should get a job for a while he decided to work for a science lab as a mechanic just to earn allot more money he regularly talked to Isaac via phone and sometimes he Isaac came to visit Scoot and then after about a week he would leave to go back to the R.A.F Scoot would say goodbye. Scoot usually visited his family and he still had his necklace that he got 4 years ago when he joined. His science mechanic job was interesting since allot of the things he was working on was new to him and more technically advanced.
Science Job (2002)
Scoot went away to America for about 5 years with his Mechanic job in a science lab he had some fun and some bad times but he got along as usual. He did get a few flaws which resulted in his pay going back a little he did not like this one bit but he had to deal with it. He worked there until his eyes were bloodshot and he was exhausted eventually he left America and returned to Britain. He stayed there for two more years carrying on with his usual boring work until another trip came, he was going to Russia for another science trip this one was for 3 years this time he was excited since it wasn’t too long and he had never been to Russia before. This time it was serious work the Russians didn’t want any mess ups so Scoot was not used allot he was still paid and he managed to talk to some locals he bought some coats since he was very cold in Russia. He found Russians to be very violent and was wondering what he could do with his free time. He decided to try and learn some sewing/tailoring with his spare time and it passed it. Since he was here for 3 years he decided he should get to know some of the locals they didn’t like the fact that they lived near a big science lab that could cause allot of problems for the environment and the people. Some of the locals wouldn’t talk to him for that reason he often seen the Russian military walking by and waved to them they usually didn’t respond back though Scoot carried on doing his work for 3 years and when he came back he decided he should retire.
Retirement (2012)
Scoot retired surprisingly he retired after his friend since his friend had had an injury and decided when his time was up he would leave. They usually met up and socialized together going out for drinks sometimes. Scoots dreams were nearly complete he was doing so successful in his life and whenever he thought back from where he started he would be so proud and often would look at his necklace and remember his dead who died in a car accident, Scoot could not forgive himself for missing the funeral and it was not his fault.
Xen attack on Earth (Date Unknown)
Scoot was forced to be moved into a protected city a different one than his friend but he was in the same one as his family. This was a scary time for Scoot and he was glad he left the R.A.F since people in the Military had to stay against their will to fight and defend the cities against the Xen creatures. Not any people liked this but they had to deal with it some were proud of doing it and some were not many people died but in the end it went through.
The Combine invasion on Earth (2015)
As soon as the combine invaded earth Scoot was sure he would die and everyone else around him. After the seven hour war Scoot was put on a train, sent across the world and was robbed of his necklace from his dad and was given Citizen Uniform and was also separated from his family. Scoot was furious but could do nothing about it this time he could not just go along with it along the way he was given breens water which made him forget allot of his bad memories the train he was on was taking him to C18 he was wondering what it would be like there.
A year after The Seven Hour War (2016)
Scoot had heard about Loyalist status and as he was getting his rations he noticed that the loyalist got two he was confused as nobody else did. Scoot then asked a Loyalist “How would I become a loyalist?” The Loyalist replied “Stay on the Combines good side and help the city.” Since that Scoot was always trying to do these tasks one day he was awarded a Loyalist point for putting trash that somebody threw on the floor inside a trashcan The CP walked up to him and said “Apply.” Scoot was nervous and pulled out his CID card and applied. He was then awarded a “Loyalist Point” For some reason Scoot was happy and then tried to earn allot more by sweeping the streets, cleaning buildings, Reporting Anti-Civil behaviour and staying on the Civil Protections good side by doing all their tasks. By the time Scoot had earned his “Loyalist Armband” He felt as if he was part of the community and society the Civil Protection trusted him more and he started getting more food to eat. Scoot got his business permit for General Goods and Literature and began to sell thing soon Scoot seen how the Civil Workers Union get treated and wanted to be one he asked a Civil Workers Union Member “How would I join?” he stated “Apply for it.” Scoot applied for it and sent it off waiting for the response.
Accepted, this was simply amazing, by far this is the most detailed and best CWU application i have ever seen. Ask a SA+ for your whitelist
(IC PART)
Name: Brandon Moore
Citizen identification(CID): 83694
Age: 36 years of age.
Why do you want to join the CWU?: Brandon thinks the Combine are the greatest thing that has ever happened to earth, and he wishes to assist them for the greater good of man kind.
Have you ever been detained before?: No.
Past experience with work/labor: Yes, pre and post war. Doing a lot of yard work in his childhood, construction work through college, and much cleaning for the Universal Union right here in city 11.
What will you do for us?: I will do anything you tell me to do. I also took a small course in college having to do with medical treatment, dont remember to much of it though.
How long have you been in City11?: Around 6 years, since the war.
Can CWU members be in possession of health kits: Yes.
Can CWU members be in possession of zipties: No.
If a citizen runs up to you and asks for help regarding UPA explain in detail what you would do.: Report it as soon as i can.
Any disabilities?: None.
Why do you want to be in the CWU?: Brandon though the CCA was not his thing, and he still wanted to support the Universal Union.
(OOC PART)
Name: Noahnthevill
Timezone: UTC/GMT -5 hours
SteamID: STEAM_0:0:24598331
Roleplay Experience: 2-3 years.
Why do you want to be accepted into the CWU?: I want to assist the CWU in any way i can. and i have noticed the low amout of CWU there is.
Character Backstory(Must be one paragraph):
Child/Teenhood
Brandon had a pretty good childhood. His parents were not abusive in any way at all. His family also had a very decent amount of money. He went to private schools mainly free of bullies, and the teachers were great. He never had to do much work around the house, yard, or community. his family also never went to church. Nearing his late childhood, almost to his teenage years, his mother died. This completely changed his life, seeing that his father was ALWAYS working, his mother is the only family member he had to talk to in his hard times. When he finally entered his teenage years, Brandon matured, and finally got over his mothers death. He still mourns her and cries about her loss but it was not like when he was a child. Around age 14 is when he had to start his labor. His father said that he will never be successful in life because he had no work ethic. His father started him out doing simple yardwork for his community. Then, around age 16, Brandon finally got a real job. He worked at his local super market, stocking on the late night shift. He did not really enjoy this job, seeing he was still in high school and working the night shift. He worked this job until he was 18 years old. He got around 4 hours of sleep each night, and he had to use weekends to catch up on sleep instead of hanging out with friends.
Adulthood/Pre-War
When Brandon finally reached age 18, it was time to go to college and move out of his fathers home. He had saved enough money from his job and fathers donations to go 4 years of college, so he did. His sophomore year is when he took his course on medical treatment. In this course, he learned basic thinks like the Heimlich maneuver and basic CPR. He also learned how to treat small wounds and a couple of diseases. He took a construction job at around this time as well. He had no friends throughout college, so he took around 4-6 hours a day for his job, getting weekends off. This hard labor taught him a lot of work ethic and he enjoyed this job, he wanted to do it for the rest of his life. He finished up college at age 22 and took a full time job at the construction company he worked at in his hometown of Clinchport, Virginia until he was about 24 years old, through these 2 years he had gotten friends, got married, and was planning on having children, but decided not to for the time being. At age 26, He was offered a major promotion which would require him to relocate to South Carolina, working on a line of resorts there. After a discussion with his wife, he decided to accept the job offer and he moved to South Carolina. His job there was doing great, he was gaining much more money there, and his wife loved living on the beach. He lived and worked there in South Carolina until he was around age 30, then something happened that would change the world. Forever...
Post-War
2011... These "people" known as the "Combine" had invaded earth. It took them seven hours to take over the entire world. SEVEN! When the war was over, the survivors were divided into cities. These cities were ruled by the combine. they were incredibly civilized, but they had no freedom. Brandon was sent to city 11 after the war. There, he was separated from his wife, friends, father, and everyone else he ever knew. He was depressed his first 5 years of being there, but after that, not to long ago, he started looking into the positives of this huge event. Everything was organized. There was nowhere near as much crime on the streets as they're was before the combine took over. He started serving these men, realizing that its better than resisting. In these months since coming out of his long depression, he discovered the CWU. They were part of the Universal Union, but not the big geared up men who were the CCA. He decided he wanted to join the CWU, seeing that it is more the thing for him than the CCA. And here he sits, waiting for a response on his application.
Accepted for interview
(IC PART)
Name: Demitri Khruschev
Citizen identification(CID): 50716
Age: 32
Why do you want to join the CWU?: It seems like a positive output. This might help me serve the union and prove my loyalty.
Have you ever been detained before?: Never in my life.
Past experience with work/labor: Well... I worked in a farm as a child, that`s it mostly.
What will you do for us?: Provide a helping hand in all your needs.
How long have you been in City45?: About 3-4 weeks.
Can CWU members be in possession of health kits: Yes.
Can CWU members be in possession of zipties: No.
If a citizen runs up to you and asks for help regarding UPA explain in detail what you would do.: Depending on the situation, reactions would be immediate. If it was regarding himself being involved in one, I would immediatly explain to a CCA regarding this. On the other hand if it was something he witnessed, I would advise him to come with me and explain to a CCA unit.
Any disabilities?: None.
Why do you want to be in the CWU?: This seems like a positive output, doing work and keeping active. Instead of lazying the rest of my days.
(OOC PART)
Name: Ratatat
Timezone: GMT-7
SteamID: View profile.
Roleplay Experience: 4-5 years, WoW SeriousRP and Gmod SeriousRP.
Why do you want to be accepted into the CWU?: Well, it seems like a good way to squeeze all the passiveRP out of HL2RP. And I`ve always loved making little shops, interacting with others etc.
Character Backstory(Must be one paragraph):
Demitri, the son of Sergeievich Khruschev. He was born and raised in Russia, where he learned his ways of life. Demitri had no sad story, or eventfull life. He was born onto a farm life where he spent most of his time as a kid helping his parents with anything they needed. Growing up he was taught the strict ways to live, going by what ever his parents said or showed him. He followed one rule his father told him, "Do not go about life making hoping riches and wealth, go about finding your strengths". The boy learned how to defend himself as a child, his father teaching him how to shoot a gun, and how to stand up for himself with his fist. This gave Demitri strenghts he needed, the strengths he used. The boy trained with his father everyday he woke up, his father would get him for the next day and proceed with new training techniques on him everyday. Demitri's father was his major role model, he mimiced his father in almost everything he did, he made sure that his standards would suit his father, and make sure that nothing whent wrong, and everything he did would please his father, Sergeievich. Growing up on the farm, his family could not tend for the whole thing on a farmers pay check, so Sergeievich knowing how to shoot a gun and basic medical, went to war while Demitri and his mother we're staying at the farm.
This made life somewhat harder for Demitri, he had to deal with going to school everyday, and watching other children play with there fathers. It was a pain he had to endure almost everyday. When the teachers asked about his father or where he was, he told them that he was taken away, not knowing where he really was. For years he was wondering where his father was, why he never came home. But it all came to his very on doorstep one day. The green jeep pulled up infront of the farmhouse. Two men suited in military fashioned uniforms came up and approached the door and knocked. The mother responded. The men informed the mother that Sergeievich was lost in war, after his plane was knocked out of the sky and into the atlantic ocean. For weeks she had yet to tell Demitri what happened to Sergeievich. She was saddened and went into depression. Nothing could cheer her up, only to see Sergeievich. Demitri knew something was going on, and he observed her day after day. As a son, he could tell she was in pain, and again, as a son, he wanted to fix it. His mother was in the most dire states of all. Demitri could also feel this pain.
Almost a month passed since she was informed of the loss, when suddenly a car pulled up. Demitri heard the car pull up as did his mother from the basement. Laughter came abrupt from the veichle as this time, three military suited men came up to the door. And this time, instead of knocking, one pulled out a key from his pocket and opened the door. His mom was blank for a moment, but then realized who the man was. When Sergeievich was shot out of the sky, he was stranded for several days. Pushed into the jungle by the japanese millitary, he was forced to survive off anything he could. Anything he could find would aid his survival, when finaly millitary found them and brought them to safety months later. This was a time where everyone in the family could rejoice, Demitri as happy as can be, showing off his father, telling everyone of his fathers return. No day was misserable for demitri again. During the events of his father coming home, his father took up drinking in a harsh way. Soon Sergeievich began drinking more and more. He became abusive to his wife and son. His mother felt even more pain this time, since she was losing him infront of her eyes. She knew that the relationship could not last any longer, and something had to be done. Demitri no longer saw who his father used to be, but what he is now. He knew that his father and his mother we're bound to split soon enough, he no longer knew the same father he used to have. These we're once again dark times for Demitri, and his mother. Nothing was the way it used to be, and would never be the same again. Some things felt like they just went down the gutter. It was a horrid feeling, so much gone to waste. It was almost like a huge pause in Demitri's life. This would be something he would never forget, ever. His mother took the hit hard, especially when it actually took full impact. One day, Demitri's father wen't out drinking for quite some time. His mother was left at home with Demitri. Both siting at home infront of the television awaiting the arrival of Sergeievich. Later on that night Sergeievich arrived drunk, with to prostitutes. His mother, screamed in shock and dissapointment took Demitri to her car as they drove off. Sergeievich was too intoxicated to understand what has just happened, even if we wasn't he still wouldn't care. He had lost his family now, and he would never get it back.
Demitri, now living somewhere in Europe, went to highschool. As being grandson of an inventor, he was an inteligent boy, but, as son of a drunk, he had lots of temptation. Demitri kept himself clean, finding himself getting great grades, pleasing his mother, living the life they never had. His mom came to be quite wealthy, as she could find a decent job, and had the money of a second person via child support from her ex-husband. Even as a drunk they could still drain his money from his bank, and even when he had none left, he would just get further drowned in debt. Passing flawlessly through life Demitri found himself a job at a mechanical store, and seeked a greater career in mechanics. Rewiring old TVs or fixing someones kitchen appliances, it made him happy. Soon enough he was already working on custom electrionics. Mechanics was definitley his passion, growing more and more interested by the second. But, soon enough the temptation took the first strike. After finishing highschool he took the same road of his father. He finaly got a good job in mechanics, and so his mother held some celebration for him. This was the first time he took a sip of alcahol, and this wasn't the last. He later grew more and more desiring of this type of beverage.
Demitri soon became an alchaholic. Losing his life while everything he knew sifted through his hands. Everything he once had was gone. And it was the end of his life. Although, later that year his mom had died of breast cancer. The news had hit him hard. This causing him to despare for his mother. Before he could become completely sober the combine invaded the earth. NO ONE knew what these huge storms where from until the aliens arrived.
Demitri does not remember much from the point when they arrived except that something other had opposed the aliens, and strongly. Arriving in the city, he stepped out with fear. He spent most of his time lazying around until he figured out about CCA applications. He wasn't the most brave, or brightest, so he took a step down and decided to do something else to let his life waste away. The CWU deemed worthy.
(IC PART)
Name:Yao Lo Ti
Citizen identification(CID): #51494
Age:32
Why do you want to join the CWU?:Well, it would be good to help other citizens more and increase my depth of life in City 45.
Have you ever been detained before?:Nope, never even looked dirty at an officer.
Past experience with work/labor:I have previously worked as a street sweeper, voluntary medical worker/assistant doctor and worked in my father's store, as well as a food store.
What will you do for us?:Well, anything really. Whatever you think suits me as a new entry to the Civil Workers Union.
Can CWU members be in possession of health kits:Yes, indeed, especially if the are medical workers.
Can CWU members be in possession of zipties:Nope, thats only for officers, as it is contraband for humans.
If a citizen runs up to you and asks for help regarding UPA explain in detail what you would do.:If he/she requests help in the process, I must immediately decline and inform an officer of a possible illegal reproduction in place. If he/she just wants to know what it's all about and its basics, I can simply tell him/her. However, if he/shes running, tell him it's a level 3 violation, and he/she must cease with this crime at once.
Any disabilities?:None, I am as fit and healthy as anyone could possibly be.
Why do you want to be in the CWU?:To be able to provide the community with what they want and need. But only providing them with what is one-hundred percent legal. I also want to be able to provide a sociostable environment for the CCA, making their jobs a lot easier.
(OOC PART)
Name:AntiNukem222/AntiMingebag222/LemonHobo
Timezone:GMT+1
SteamID:STEAM_0:0:18109257
Roleplay Experience:Quite a bit. A guess you could say that recently, I have gained full knowledge of roleplay, and all its rules, regulations etc. I have been roleplaying for 6 months, including Catalyst.
Why do you want to be accepted into the CWU?:Well, I think it would send me to another level of roleplay, and make playing on your Half Life 2 Roleplay server a lot more fun.
Character Backstory(Must be one paragraph):
Prologue
Chi No Hao was born in the United Kingdom, after her parents, Mai No Hao and Ching No Hao, moved from Beijing in 1955. The nurses and doctors of Hope Hospital 'cooed' and 'aw'ed' at the sight of what the called, 'an angel of a child'. The Haos were great friends with the Lo Ti's, who had moved along with them from Beijing. They had recently also birthed a son, known as Michael. Yao Lo Ti Sr. and Grace Lo Ti had thought of the name from a new British actor called, Michael Cain. During childhood, Michael and Chi became the best of friends. Doing things any 9 year old would do, being cowboys and indians, playing war, building dens from twigs and muddy leaves and just plain being their age. Michael and Chi both gained their education from the Marymount International School. They exceeded in nearly every subject possible, which proved themselves to be fine citizens to London. When all primitive learning was complete, they finally moved on to Holy Cross High School. Michael had managed to gain an A* in every subject (The equivalent of an A+ in the U.S.), however, Chi had only recieved an A in all subjects. Chi had always wanted to be an artist, so she had graduated to the London University of Arts. Meanwhile, Michael just went to the plain, old University of London. After which, they got married, and Chi became pregnant. As Chi had gone to tell her parents, she had discovered from the Chinese embassy, that Mai No Hao and Ching No Hao were killed in a car crash. Chi had then become, Chi Lo Ti, and the romance blossomed further. Chi was 6 months into her pregnancy, and they had decided on a name. Michael had insisted on calling the baby, Ching, after Chi's late father, but Chi saw this as dwelling on a burden. Chi had said some final words before the birth certificate was signed. "Lets call him, Yao Lo Ti."...
Welcome to the world, Yao Lo Ti
Yao Lo Ti was born in 1984, on the 8th of December. This child was blessed for being known as a truly remarkable and beautiful child, which could at sometimes get constantly annoying. Yao had weighed the average baby weight of 7 pounds and 8 ounces, which could probably have started a normal, average, healthy life. His vision was perfect, his brain was perfect, his strength was perfect, there could not have been anything wrong with this child! By the time Yao was at the age of 2, his parents had managed to shape him into quite the young gentleman. He shared all his toys, gave crying children help, and even fed his newborn sister, Grace. By the time he was 4, Yao had decided to ask his parents if it was acceptable to attend Marymount, as his parents had. They couldn't have been prouder of their child, this was his first school, which he had actually asked to attend. At the age of 9, Chi and her mother had taught Yao the art of drawing, to which Yao had practically mastered. A few weeks after Yao was considered a great artist, the school had suffered a flooding problem, so Yao had to stay home. Michael had asked Yao to take over from him at the book store, while he went to collect a new shipment from the docks. Upon his father's arrival, his immediate sight was of a woman having a book handed to her from a small hand from over the counter. "I am so sorry ma'am. I had to collect more books from the docks" Michael had said. "Oh no, it's quite alright, this child was a real gentlemen. You must raise them exceedingly well." the elderly woman had replied. Michael looked at Yao, confused, yet at the same time, a sense of accomplishment had burrowed within his heart. Michael passed a set of spare keys to Yao, to which he told him "Son, this is my way of saying, this is our store now. You can work here whenever you have the time to, and you can earn a pound for every book you sell.". Yao needn't have replied, so he just simply smiled at his father. As Yao began to go to Holy Cross, he came across an old merchant, who was very good friends with his grandfather. He seemed exhausted and tired a lot, so Yao looked up in the local paper for a sweeping job. He had luckily found a job that involved sweeping his entire street, which was were the merchant had worked. "So what's your name?" Yao had politely asked the man. "My name is Fang Rui. Most people tend to ignore my wares and good." the man had replied. "Well, you could always get an apprentice, my father hired me as his, and ever since, his store became popular." Yao told him. "Who would work with me? No one wants to spend all their time with an old simpleton like me." Fang sadly explained. Yao had thought for a moment, as a new idea occured within him. "I can quit working for my father and work for you, you know, 'til you can get your career back on track."Yao had instantly said. Fang was suprised, but could never decline. They shook hands and the deal was done. Fang had become a hit with the people, as soon as Yao taught him how modern people liked to be treated. Eventually, when Yao reached his 16th birthday, Fang had finished a business deal to turn his small merchant business into a multi-million industry. Yao had finished Secondary school, and was on his way to the London School of Economics and Political Science. During his free time, Yao went to medical school as a volunteer for students. One fateful day, Yao had bumped into a girl called May. I reminded him of his late grandmothers name, from his mother's side. Yao had loved her, and she had loved him. Then Yao's results from the final examination had been passed to him. Yao had managed to get-
Moving on, letting go
Yao's graduation celebration was big. He needed anyone he looked at from university there, as it was not very often that you would pass with the top grade. Yao was a first class honour student of the London School of Economics and Political Science. His current occupation as a medical volunteer had been upgraded to becoming an assistant doctor. He helped with surgeries, minor injuries etc. And soon, he was to marry his beloved fiancee. Grace visited Yao's apartment and handed him a newspaper. She looked at him with a stern, yet saddening look. The headline was, 'Beloved founder of Fang industries, passes away at the age of 102.'. Yao felt a kick inside him. The kick felt like a gunshot, which then felt like a scream, proclaiming "Stop! Its over! This is the downside of your life!". The voices were right. Yao had visited May to find her crying. "Whats wrong? Is everything okay?" Yao asked. "I haven't told you yet, but my latest physical results just came in. I have a tumour, which was confirmed as cancerous just a minute ago. I have a week to live." May's funeral was a dignified, yet darkening time. Yao had lost many. His grandparents, his father. He felt alone in a cold, cold world. Which was about to freeze on him. A note slipped through his mail pile. He picked it up and saw that it read, '7pm. The dock warehouse. Not this year, meet us in 20-'. The writing was smudged, but Yao could make it out. Grace came to the door to be the bearer of bad news. "I'm going to Beijing soon. I wanna see what life was like back home. I hope you can understand." Yao just nodded. A while later, Yao remembered the note. He put his jacket on and met at the docks, it was time to meet the mysterious sender of this note. He arrived to find a black suited man with a track suited man and a man wearing blue jeans and a 'Ramones' t-shirt. "I see you got the note. You should know I don't like people being late." The suited man said. "You think it's a good time? The skies have had those weird things for a while now, my family are all gone, and I'm getting fired because of this shitty recession." Yao replied. "You should pardon the salty language, I'm not a fan, personally. I'm here to discuss, well, a payment you owe me." The man said. The two men joined into this attack. "Wheres da cash, squin'y eyes?" "The boss ain't into broke losers." Yao was confused, "What the fuck are you talking about? I owe no one anything." The man lowered his sunglasses, so his eyes had a glaze which cut right through Yao. "Your father never told you about his other business did he? You are aware he was in the business of, well, illegal medical wares. A final deal took place before his departure, I believe you owe us... £1 million?" Yao was shocked. All his thoughts came spilling out his mouth. "No, you fucking liar. He couldn't have... But he never told me any of his secrets... £1 million? Fucking shit! How can I get the money? I don't have that much." The man reached into his jacket pocket as the two men secured Yao in his place. A silver Desert Eagle was drawn out and lowered down at the kneeling Yao. "Well then, we can do it this way. You don't have the money, so I have to put you out of the recession. Permanently..." Yao was in tears, the men laughed at him, and attacked him again. "Fire shots in the air, that always scares the shit outta them." "Make him piss himself, he can drown in the fucking filth he was born in." The suited man smiled and held the gun to Yao's head, uttering his final words. "Goodbye Mr L-" Suddenly, masked military figure broke down all the doors and jumped through the windows. "ELIMINATE ALL ARMED TARGETS, KEEP UNARMED TARGET ALIVE! REPEAT, ELIMATED ARMED, PROTECT UNARMED!" Shots were fired from the futuristic weaponary, and the men had fallen, disintergrated into dust and been blown to pieces. Yao closed his eyes, only to open them finding two of the masked men picking him up. "You're coming with us. Prepare to be iniciated." One said. "I'm sorry, whats going on?" Yao asked. The words Yao heard seemed to be a voice of hope. A voice of a new chance. "The war is over. You may not have noticed it, being a 7 hour war and all. Welcome to the new government. We are the Combine."
The New World/Epilogue
Yao walked into the dark, cold, empty room. More masked men looked upon him with cold, black eyes. "Citizen, remove all current attire and prepare to recieve newly authorised attire." Yao took off his pants, shirt and jacket and gave them to the officer who passed him a blue jumpsuit. It had the letters, City 18, and a bunch of numbers on the from. "Sorry, what do these numbers mean?" He asked the masked man. "That is your new identification code, without it, you are considered to not exist. You would not be part of the new race." Yao looked confused. "Meaning?" "You would be eliminated." Yao's life in City 18 lasted for a year, to which than he was forced to move to City 11. A malfunctioning headcrab cannister launcher terrorised the town. Headcrabs were strong little buggers, latching onto the brain and turning you into a thing beyond the CCA's power. City 11 seemed cramped, but it was were Yao's new life had blossomed. He had new knowledge of what he as a citizen could become in this world. The CCA seemed like a step too far, so Yao started at a lower level, the Civil Workers Union. His inspirational propaganda posters had earned him enough 'loyalist points' to become a loyalist. With an armband in one hand, and a new life in City 45, Yao had decided. Well, Yao had a bumpy life, but it isn't over... Whats next?
Accepted for interview
(IC PART)
Name: Robert Smith
Citizen identification(CID):38377
Age:33
Why do you want to join the CWU?:To benefit the CWU and other citizens.
Have you ever been detained before?:Yes.
Past experience with work/labor:
I use to work as a doctor at a clinic, and a part-time job as a waiter in a restaurant.
What will you do for us?:I will help the CWU with anything they need done or ask me.
How long have you been in City45?:One week.
Can CWU members be in possession of health kits:
No, health kits are level 2 contraband.
Can CWU members be in possession of zipties:
No, zipties are level 2 contraband.
If a citizen runs up to you and asks for help regarding UPA explain in detail what you would do.:I would first ask the citizen his name and Citizen ID. If the citizen has a question or problem that is legal to help with I would help them, if they ask me something illegally I would report them to a CCA, or request one. If the citizen is injured I would get a NOVA unit, or treat the injury with my medical knowledge.
Any disabilities?:No
Why do you want to be in the CWU?: Being in the CWU would give me more opportunities to help citizens.
(OOC PART)
Name: Robodudeala
Timezone: (UTC-08:00)
SteamID:STEAM_0:0:36741264
Roleplay Experience :DarkRP, 1942 RP, OCRP, Fallout Serious RP (GMod),and LightRP, 1-2 years of RP these GMod roleplaying.
Why do you want to be accepted into the CWU?:I would like to be accecpted in the CWU to roleplay being a CWU member, such as roleplaying in a shop, working as a medical CWU member and other passive roleplaying as a CWU member.
Character Backstory(Must be one paragraph):
Robert Smith was born on December 3rd, 1983 to a middle class family. When Robert Smith was 8 his father died from a heart attack, his mother went into a depressed state. When Robert was 17 his mother was diagnosed with Cancer. His mother died 1 year after she was diagnosed. Robert decided he would become a doctor. While in college he worked a part time job at a local restaurant, after he got out of college he worked at a clinic.
During the Seven Hour War Robert was working at the clinic in England, London. The ground started shaking, and he heard explosions, then screams. Then the room next to him collapsed, he ran to the entrance and exited the clinic. He saw buildings on fire, police forces failing to fight men in gas masks, then out of nowhere a explosion next to him sent him off his feet unconscious.
Robert woke up in a aged train, with a new blue jumpsuit on, and bemused people sitting with him. He asked a bald man next to him “Where am I? “I have no idea, just stay calm; the people don’t like it when we talk.” The bald man replied. Robert got off the train and waited in a line, a Combine soldier asked Robert his name, Robert replied
” Robert Smith” The Combine soldier gave him a card with his CID and name on it.
After Robert adapted to his new life, he wanted to help people, so he asked a CCA recruit how he could help. The recruit told him he could join the Civil Workers Union, after the recruit told him about the CWU he decided to apply for the CWU.
Denied, Lacking post count. (See OP)
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