Rex 'Luco' Vindicta's Authorization Application

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Player Section

Steam Name:Kronos
Age: 16
How long have you been Roleplaying? (can be any game): 3-4 years (?)
How long have you been playing Serious GMod RP?: 2-3 years (?)

Character Section

Authorization(s):Reuniting long lost Daughter


Name:Rex 'Luco' Vindicta
Age: 42
Gender:Male
Affiliation:Neutral

Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations.
     

The Beginning

Spoiler for Hiden:

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As most people would assume, Rex ‘Luco’ Vindicta is this horrible person.  He was one of the many abominations that plague mankind and serve as an overall cancer to society. But this was only known to those who know him as Rex ‘Luco’ Vindicta. Before the war, Rex was not Rex. He had a loving family. One that was full of love and understanding, a rare trait amongst society. His wife, Sist Lamar was as pure as the water they drank from, only to be seeded with his own love. His loving daughter, Nebiena Lamar, was only at age twelve and was taking junior level High School Classes. And finally, his previous title which held so much meaning to him. His title was not of Rex ‘Luco’ Vindicta. But it was that of, Sast ‘Gatsby’ Lamar. It was a rare in his family line, a title that proved of success, innocence, purity, and honor. The small quiet town of Stara Zagora in Bulgaria was a peaceful community, one of simplicity and of prosperity.  Everyone knew of Sast ‘Gatsby’ Lamar due to his generous outlook towards the community. He would always give to the people around him, care for those who needed it the most, and participated in community activities as a manager/task manager. Being the local doctor of the surrounding area, he would mainly care for those who didn’t have enough money or didn’t have any insurance to stay at a hospital. His home would serve as a first aid station for those in the town. Yet, it may not have been enough for them, and so negative energies grew inside the home. Slowly building up, leading to the grand climax.
   
“I don’t know what I can do for you Sergei. I’m not a man of diseases, only physical injuries”, said Sast.

“I’ve been in line for three hours and all you can do is shove a Popsicle stick in my mouth and say, I don’t know!? What kind of Doctor are you Sast!?” said Sergei.

“I’m not a physician, I’m a surgeon. You must learn the difference. I’m sorry I can’t help you”, declared Sast.

Sergei then gave a scornful look towards him, only saying “You didn’t try hard enough. Karma will come at you like a freight train kuska.”

Sast shook his head slowly and leaned back in his make shift stool with “Best Dad Ever” carved underneath it. Sergei curved his lips in slowly and slamed his hands onto the table, storming out of the home while slamming the door upon his exit. Sast sighed deeply and looked over to his left and reaching over for his journal. He began flipping the pages and grabbed his pencil.

“Things aren’t going as well as planned. My patients are growing ill. I do not know the cause nor do I know the reason why. This isn’t going to end well, not at all. My frustration, it affects me. I beg to my Lord, father and savior, that it doesn’t affect my daughter and my wife. The only two people I have left. I don’t want them to suffer from my hardships.”

He lifted his pencil from the paper, only to look up to his twelve year old daughter. Her hazel eyes mimic the complexion of her father’s brown eyes and her mother’s green-blue eyes. Her cheeks are defined and tanned-white. Her hair flows of dirty brown color and falls down past her shoulders, neatly tied into a flailed pony tail. She spoke with the softest of voices; a tender sound reached Sast’s ears,

 “Dad, are your patients gone?”

He smiled widely, slightly chuckling and leaned forward and tenderly grabbed hold of her hand.

“Yes Nebiena, he is gone. What is it that you needed?”

His face is still maintained a figure of pure joy and happiness.

“I’ve been seeing these things in the sky Dad, they fly low and they don’t look like helicopters” she said.

Sast’s face soon growed to concern, his lips curled in and his eyes slightly squinted, he opened his mouth once more,

“Where did you see these things?”

She pointed towards her room in their one story cottage. He placed his hands on his knees and pushed himself up off the stool.  With his feet clattering against the worn wood, Sast walked up to the young girl’s bed and leans forward out of the open window located directly next to her pink sheeted bed. He looked up to a clear sky, full of white clouds and blue, ocean colored sky. The air rustled his neatly shaven brown hair and shook his fully grown goatee. It smelled of water and rain and it felt Luke-Cold, comforting and relaxing. He pulled his head back into the room, looking back at his daughter with a wide smile as he said reassuringly,

“You probably saw a helicopter Nebiena. You know how they make new ones.”

She looked up to him with a warm smile and nodded,

“Thanks Dad.”

He then nodded back to her only making it to the edge of her door only to be surprised. Nebiena quickly ran up whilst his back is turned and wrapped her hands around Sast’s waist, gripping him tightly and latching onto his black turtle neck at the base. She said quietly,

“I love you Daddy.”

 He turned around slowly, her hands moved in correlation with his body and her head slid against his lower stomach. He wrapped his left hand around her head and his right hand around her shoulders.

“I love you too Nebiena, I promise to never let anything happen to you.”

Them

Spoiler for Hiden:

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Sast awoke in his bed at the dead of night with his wife at his side. He placed his hand at the top of his forehead, running it down his face. He looked over at the small digital clock to his left. He lazily grabbed it and turned the digital side towards his view. The clock read 3:15 AM. He sighed deeply and lifted himself out of bed, grunting as his feet reached the cold, hardwood floors. He walked towards the door, opening it as it creaks.  He continued towards the small kitchen and sleepily opened the refrigerator door. Sast began to grab for the orange/mango juice in the back corner of the illuminated refrigerator and grabbed it, gripping the cap. Sast then reached for the cabinet above the kitchen counter-top and grabbed a small glass. He began to slowly pour the juice into the small, yet wide glass. Once the liquid filled to the near tip of the glass, he carefully brought it to the edge of his lips and tilted the glass towards his mouth. The liquid then began to fall into his mouth and down his throat. It fully quenched his sudden sleep provoked thirst. He carefully placed the glass back onto the kitchen counter top and began to walk back towards his bedroom. Sast then stopped in his tracks and remains completely motionless. He began to hear a deep hum and began to feel powerful vibrations on the bottom of his feet.

A bright light appeared at the kitchen window, vibrant and colored red. Sast began to slowly walk towards the window, heavily squinting his eyes to hopefully prevent any of the light blinding him. He reached the window and places his hand on the latch, lifting the latch to open the window. He placed his head outside only to witness horror at its greatest.  Bodies piled up near homes and in the town square, most of which is children. Fires as high as the sky themselves were blazing across the hillside. The mayor/chieftain of the town was impaled from the bottom of his abdomen out of his mouth. Sast looked upon the area with pure terror; he quickly gathered himself and looked down upon the kitchen counter-top, breathing heavily. He reached for the latch, his hand out-stretched fully towards it. His attempt failed as a shot rings out in the thick smog covered air. It was a shot unknown to him, one that he has never heard before. It was deep and sounded like that of the standard artillery cannon. The round had obliterated the latch and the rest of the window, nearly taking his hand with it.

“Dad!” shouted Nebiena.

Sast quickly ran towards the young girl’s room, shoving his shoulder into the door causing it to be bursted down. He ran towards his daughter whose arms were outstretched to the fullest extent they could reach. He grabbed her and carried her, holding her across his chest with one arm and ran to his wife’s bedroom.

He shouted, “Sist! We must go now!”

She nodded quickly and grabbed hold of his hand, running towards the door. Sist quickly unlocked the door with her free hand and leaded the two outside of the home towards the car. She quickly ran to the passenger side of the car and grabbed hold of the handle, trying to open the locked door.

She shouted, “Sast! Grab the keys quickly!”

He slowly placed his daughter on the ground and sprinted inside of the house, reaching for the keys. He was halted in his tracks with his hand over the keys, his eyes locked with a huge hulking figure. Its blue optics glowed as it stared down at the man. It then continued its way through the home, heading directly for Nebiena’s door. He stopped at the edge of the room, hugging the wall with his large strange weapon pointing downwards to the ground. The figures eyes were locked with Sast’s as it reached for a grenade in its utility belt. The figure brought it out for Sast to see, unhooking it with its index finger as he casually tossed it inside of her room. Sast quickly ran towards the door, looking at the large figure out the corner of his left eye. He lost sight of it as he passed the entrance way and out to the car. He used the automated buttons to unlock all four doors on the car. Sist climbed in the passenger side seat along with Nebiena who climbed in the right rear side seat. Sast frantically placed the keys in the ignition and twisted them to the right. He revved the engine to full power and quickly changed the gear to drive. The tires dug into the earth and cause the car to become slightly stuck in the wet earth. The hulking figure then slowly exited the home, looking dead into the family’s vehicle.

The figure then locked it’s optics with Nebiena. It soon turned its optics to a flame red and raised its hulking device, aiming it directly at the young girl. The car quickly jolted forward and another similar cannon like shot rung out into the air, followed by a large crunching and cracking sound inside of the car.

“No!” shouts Nebiena as the round flew by her hair by mere inches and pierced the top of the car roof, leaving a heated red mark around the area.

Sast then quickly turned right onto the main mountain side road, quickly taking off down said road. The car remained silent due to utter shock the family had experienced for the entire car ride to their final destination, the United States Embassy. Once they have reached their destination unscathed, Sist exited the car and says,

“I’ll be right back; I’m going to get the passports.”

Sast nodded quickly and leaned back into his chair, looking at his wife jog to the Embassy. Minutes go by and then Sist came out with two sets of papers in her hand.

She shouts “I have-!”
 
A gas masked figure came behind the young woman and grabbed her at the base of her neck, bringing her into the air and flipping her causing her feet to fly into the air whilst her body still being in his hands. It then slammed Sist on her neck, snapping it instantly and sending the rest of her spine jutting out of her back. Sast stared with utter shock while tears welled up in his eyes. He looked at the figure carefully, examining it closely and identifying it by the numbers on its armband. It read,

 “71813” in bolded text.

The figure then said through what sounds like a radio,

“BIOTIC AMPUTATED.”

The figure then slowly looked up towards Sast. It  stared at him for at least fifteen seconds. Then it moved its attention towards Nebiena. It quickly drawed what seemed to be a pistol and slowly placed the safe off. It then began to fire off several rounds, all fortunately missing the young girl and penetrating the glass.

Sast then speeds through the thin road, weaving around sharp corners near the hillside. Soon enough, the car flipped and sent itself down the mountain of which they were travelling against. It continuously rolled and screams from his daughter rung in his ears, nearly causing them to bleed. Then, a sudden thump came against his temple and all went black. As the darkness was still upon him, he felt a cold sensation. It kept bothering him as it was a repeated sensation. It would go off and then on, off and then on. It felt like someone was poking him with something. Sast exhaled deeply, squinting his eyes heavily and prayed quietly in his mind that it was all a nightmare. He opened his eyes to the barrel of a gun, surrounded by the figures bearing their white masks.

“Get up.”, ordered one of them through their radio emitting masks.

Sast pushed his hands against the cold ground and raised himself to his feet. He then asks,

"What happened? Who are you people?"

He then heared the wind split behind him and then a sharp pain in the back of his head followed by once more, darkness.
Sast then wakes up in a cold, dark cell. Blue light shined through the small window. A figure then walked in front of the light. An audible click of electricity was heard and the figure ordered,

“Name.”

Sast remained silent for a moment, his mind fully wrapped around what happened to him. He then asked,

“Where is my daughter?” 

The figure then said, “This is your second warning, state your name or face re-education.”

Sast then became enraged, blood pumped to his face and chest.

“Where is my daughter!?”, he demanded.

 The doors of the cell then opened wide as three figures stood in the way. They all bore a stick with what appeared to be a light at the tip, electricity emitted from the top. They then rushed in all at once, two of them shoved Sast against the wall and ripped off the back of his shirt. Sast then felt a sudden urge of pain on his back, falling to his knees upon being struck. The pain was repetitive and came frequently from the duration of their stay there. The pain then suddenly stopped and the figures exited the cell whilst a click is heard upon their exit. The cell door then closed and the same voice echoes through the cell,

“Now, Name.”

Sast remained silent and on the ground. He then slowly climbed to his feet, his face cringed inwards, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth frowned.

“My name , is Rex Vindicta.”

Nebiena

Spoiler for Hiden:

The young girl’s face is covered in tears and smoke, her lungs burning and her throat chocking on her own cries. She pathetically jogs through the forest with exhaustion and breathes heavily throughout her frantic run. She trips and falls on an up rooted tree root, her face now flat on the ground covered in dampened, soot covered leaves. Amongst the blackened sky, a voice penetrates the depressive surrounding.

“Need a hand?” The feminine voice asks.

Young Nebiena looks up towards her, grabbing hold of her hand. The woman’s face is covered with a baklava and she wears a thick vest, covered in weapons and ammunition.

She then says, “You’re safe now.”

...

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Two years pass. The young girl whose name is Nebiena has been living with these resistance fighters during these two years. She has lived their lives and walked in their shoes. Although, they have never taught her to fight or how to shoot a gun, she does know the difference between a pistol and a revolver. Now, they’re on their way north in a convoy towards the one place that would change her life, Ineu Pass. Yet, on their way there, more problems arise. The convoy she is accompanying stalls in the middle of the road and so they must continue on foot. This proved to be a bad idea, as an Overwatch patrol spotted them and began to open fire. Dirt continued to fly into the air, causing clouds of smoke to arise as well. Nebiena then makes a sprint towards the only area that has little smoke covering it. She ran and ran until exhaustion caught her at its death grip. She finally stopped and leaned against a tree, panting heavily and looking forward. She notices what appear to be buildings in the distance. A smile appears on her face, wider than her cheeks can handle. She begins to break down into a spastic sob, complete joy coming over her. She then proceeds towards the assortment of buildings, grabbing a stick and gripping the tip of it, using it like a walking stick. She looks down on a sign that appears to be ripped off from its post. She leaned down and cleared the leaves from it, reading it as she does so.

“In-En New-Ineu Pass?”

Pictures:
Nebiena:


Sist:


Sast 'Gatsby' Lamar:

What will these authorizations give your character in regards to perks or defects?

Perks
-He now has at least some family to regain what sanity/memory he has left.
-She can be used as a errand girl/companion by choice


Defects
-He has to feed her if need be
-He has to take care of her and watch her if need be
-He has to share everything he has with his daughter and ration all of his food
-He has to arm her and teach her how to properly operate a weapon
-He has to find a new place for her and himself to live instead of the inn
-Has to take care of two children instead of one.
What do you plan to do with these perks/defects?

I plan to increase the amount of passive RP in the Outlands by hopefully letting one more child character into the midst. This will also not only add to my backstory, but hopefully to others involved in my backstory as well.

Will anyone else need these auths? (If so, list OOC and IC name(s))
Challenge of Deathsex will be playing the child: Nebinea

Which server does this apply for?
Outlands

Extra Notes (optional):

Just incase people start to wonder why i'm posting about letting a child character in outlands:
6:42 PM - alexanderk - slumbering: 12:29 AM - alexanderk - slumbering: i cant really say no if a majority of admins say yes
12:29 AM - alexanderk - slumbering: but I really dislike it
6:42 PM - alexanderk - slumbering: post an app
6:42 PM - Kronos: Alrighty.

AND I promised Stat that:
7:24 PM - Statua: as long as she actually acts like a kid and not some badass midget
7:24 PM - Kronos: She won't lol.

P.S: If this authorization application is accepted, may it please come into affect AFTER the new update?

[Dallas]

Couple things before I do the whole + - stuff.

-What do you mean up by next update?
-There were no OTA in the War but then again it could be one of the SYNTH Soldiers used in the invasion.
-Work on your dialogue, there needs to be a new line for each new speaker.
-Perhaps make it past tense as present tense is rather jarring to read.

Once these issues are fixed, I see no problem supporting this application.

[[LP]GMK-MRL]

Couple things before I do the whole + - stuff.

-What do you mean up by next update?
-There were no OTA in the War but then again it could be one of the SYNTH Soldiers used in the invasion.
-Work on your dialogue, there needs to be a new line for each new speaker.
-Perhaps make it past tense as present tense is rather jarring to read.

Once these issues are fixed, I see no problem supporting this application.

By update, I meant the next map change that Statua is making.
It was a SYNTH Soldier, not an OTA soldier. Sorry for the confusion.
Dialouge, will be fixed.
Present tense will be fixed.

Edit: Fixed.

[Statua]

As long as she acts like a child its fine. Even though you're SA, I'll still bitch at you if she turns out unrealistically badass.

[Dallas]

As long as she acts like a child its fine. Even though you're SA, I'll still bitch at you if she turns out unrealistically badass.

Basically this.

Because you made the changes I'm going to now support this application.

[Zail]

As long as she acts like a child its fine. Even though you're SA, I'll still bitch at you if she turns out unrealistically badass.

Thanks. ;-; I h8 u 2.

I won't be acting like a total badass no.
I myself like the application but I'll neither support it or not, since I myself, is involved in it. I'll leave the deciscion up to the rest of the SA team for them to consider this.

[Airborne1st]

I have no problems with this, and it seems to already have enough support.

Accepted. Locked. Moved.