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> "The Sun Dances in The wake of the sky"
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> Welcome , Site Director "Raio"
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> Opened File "Transient" . . .Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:57604163
Discord name: Starling The Enscribed Doge #1859
For how long have you played on CG SCP: ~ 1 Year
Age: 19
In what country are you located?: United States
Time zone: CST
Character name(s):
Micheal "Immortal" Long, "Stalingrad"
Civilian name: Motley Eye
What server are you applying for? (SCP-RP UK or SCP-RP USA): USA
Do you have a mic?: Yes
Have you received any kicks/bans/warnings? and why?: No
Discord name: Starling The Enscribed Doge #1859
For how long have you played on CG SCP: ~ 1 Year
Age: 19
In what country are you located?: United States
Time zone: CST
Character name(s):
Micheal "Immortal" Long, "Stalingrad"
Civilian name: Motley Eye
What server are you applying for? (SCP-RP UK or SCP-RP USA): USA
Do you have a mic?: Yes
Have you received any kicks/bans/warnings? and why?: No
List all whitelisted, MTF, or CI roles that you hold or have held:
Overseer Assistant [Held]
Medical Consultant [Held]
Executive Researcher (Short Period, Trial)[Held]
MTF E-11 Lt [Held] , MTF E-11 Cpt [Held], MTF E-11 Cpt [Held], E-11 CSG, [Current]
MTF Nu-7 [Held}
CI MCom [Held], CI DelCom [Held], CI-D [Current]
GOC PVT [Held]
Overseer Assistant [Held]
Medical Consultant [Held]
Executive Researcher (Short Period, Trial)[Held]
MTF E-11 Lt [Held] , MTF E-11 Cpt [Held], MTF E-11 Cpt [Held], E-11 CSG, [Current]
MTF Nu-7 [Held}
CI MCom [Held], CI DelCom [Held], CI-D [Current]
GOC PVT [Held]
Why are you applying for Site advisor?: The site as it is, isn't serious. It is wrought with rule break and discourse. With factions constantly at each other throats, unable to work alongside one another due to petty squabbles. If I was to get Site-Admin, I'd attempt to mend and repair the relationships currently tied off from one another.
I wish to ensure that the server is fun for each individual player; a methodology is developed to streamline newcomers into the server to allow them an easier and beneficial time joining then the current slog it is to try and figure out how everything works like a roller coaster.
Alongside I'd like to join Site Administration in order to provide proper authority to matters that effect the server, in-game or otherwise, by ensuring smooth action is taken by all parties currently, or in-future-reference, on-site, In-Character or Out-Of-Character. I'd also like to assist with general function of both the GSD & MTF units during any codes, authorizing AA when proper requirements are met, or when needed, as well as assist the Foundation in continued operation.
What makes you suitable for Site Administration?: Throughout my time in E-11, As a Exec, and as a Medical consultant. I had to ensure that every player was upheld to the rules and knew what they were doing, whether that was hand holding or making documents outlying procedures. I lead and ensure competence in my division's and wish to move that competency to the entire site on a higher scale.
What are the responsibilities of Site Administration in RP?: Site Administration IRP is to ensure the site functions and operates in a fluid fashion. Allowing for conducive work and flow in everyday operation, alongside assisting personnel, directors. Or anyone that requires assistance in their roles to ensure that they can work without worry in procedure or operation.
Please give some lore about your Site Administration character and what story lines they would be involved in:
Micheal "Immortal" Long, A name drawn in by the worlds surrounding him and the anomalies he fought on a daily basis. . . The eyes of many dawning over him . Born a simple country boy. Micheal was formed by the fields of his work and his days spent in the sun. Shortly after turning 18, He applied into the USMC, becoming a simple Infantry man at the beginning of the Afghanistan Occupation. Beginning on Day 1, Micheal showed no apprehension against charging directly into what could be called a disaster zone. And killing whatever raised a gun to him or his comrades. Though this held little regard in the eyes of his superiors, berating and chastising him for his almost dereliction of his duty. Being Reeled back to his groups and always griping about the pace.
Shortly into his Career, Micheal was on a standard patrol through the southern regions of Afghanistan. When some sort of sand-beast launched itself at the Heavy Vehicle convoy. It was Chaos, Base was unreachable. Everyone firing. Minutes turned into days as Micheal felt bones cracking in his body, Pain. Absolute agony as the Vehicle he rode was sent flying.
The rest of the week is a blur. In and out of Hospitals. Until a day when a group of men in suits approached him, Unidentified in their suits as they took Micheal and the survivors of the convoy away, Loading them into Large Armored vehicles, The CIA? FBI? No one knew. Till the defining rumbling of Asphalt before they were all thrown from the Truck, Led into a plane with no windows as they're cuffed and thrown into seats. Days it felt like, Running fevers and sickness was rampant among the measly men around him.
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> File Opened. . .A Video Began, The sound of thudding echoing with a dark background. Before two men dressed in MTF S-[][] , "[][][][][][] [][][][][]" escorted a man donning a blank Blue suit entered. The man was sat alongside a long table, As he pulled out a folder. A man on the other side, Dressed in a Orange Jumpsuit. The man in Blue, Now referred as in :B, Spoke. To the man in Orange, Refereed to as D3432-T
: B So, D-3432-T, Code-name... "Splinter. . " Correct?
: D-3432-T Yes, Sir. May- I ask.
The man in blue interrupted him with a single gesture with a hand raised.
: B Quiet.
: B So about the incident- On, [][][][] [][], At approximately [][][] You encountered to what the Foundation defines as SCP-777
: D-3432-T As you've told me, Countless of times.
: B How did you and your fellow infantrymen pass the gates and fences?
: D-3432-T I'VE TOLD YOU- I Don't fucking know-! please, Man! you've had me locked up for weeks- I- I Cant tell you anything I don't know! We didn't see no fuckin-
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> ERROR . . .Immortal, Having shed his name. Donned his old E-11 Uniform, The recently ripped off Captain Insignia missing. A smile adorning his face, He stepped out of the bunks for what was the 1000th time now. Seeing Flames, Sitting. Sharpening another Knife, His commander. Friends, One of the few faces he recognized anymore. His smile weakening as he heard the man Scoff lightly. A familiar tone whenever he saw his new Private; For what felt like the 5th time, Step out of bunks.
"The suit doesn't fit, Micheal. You need to get the new issues."
"I will Flames, Once this one is ruined."
"Ruined by another Private who jumps in the way of 682, Perhaps."
A Chuckle Thats what he got from Flames. A smile drifting onto his face. He hadn't fucked up for once.
A Video camera would be set up, Showing a isolated white wall. With the familiar Blue line running just horizontally alongside a man of pale complexion, Hair singed and a wrapping around his Torso and Neck. Exposed would show a stump where the man's left shoulder would be. Presently, A man dressed in a Medical Scrub would enter. Walking to the side and placing a clipboard on a rack.
: ? Micheal, I told you I didn't want to see you back in here, Especially with a injury like that.
: ? Sorry, Austin. I- You knew as well as I that we couldn't let 682 breach 9000's, I had to stop him- Whatever
: "Austin" You should know deploying a Nitro like that can be a death sentence, You're lucky 682 got distracted and left you to bleed out!-
The sound of a man clearing his throat would be heard, Shortly before a man, Dressed in a grey suit stepped forward.
: ? Doctor, Please leave. I will handle this from here.
: "Austin" Err- Sure, Assistant.. Good Luck Micheal..
: "Micheal" Howdy, Assistant... They send you?
: ? Micheal, You know I cannot discuss that- So. Onto the containment breach- SCP-682. Please detail to me what happened, Because I have here that your men allowed a CI into HCZ, and.. Subsequently-
: "Micheal" Don't you dare bring them into this- We followed protocol, And we handled everything the best we could- Those me-
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>Activating Audio Transcript. . .: ? Micheal, I told you I didn't want to see you back in here, Especially with a injury like that.
: ? Sorry, Austin. I- You knew as well as I that we couldn't let 682 breach 9000's, I had to stop him- Whatever
: "Austin" You should know deploying a Nitro like that can be a death sentence, You're lucky 682 got distracted and left you to bleed out!-
The sound of a man clearing his throat would be heard, Shortly before a man, Dressed in a grey suit stepped forward.
: ? Doctor, Please leave. I will handle this from here.
: "Austin" Err- Sure, Assistant.. Good Luck Micheal..
: "Micheal" Howdy, Assistant... They send you?
: ? Micheal, You know I cannot discuss that- So. Onto the containment breach- SCP-682. Please detail to me what happened, Because I have here that your men allowed a CI into HCZ, and.. Subsequently-
: "Micheal" Don't you dare bring them into this- We followed protocol, And we handled everything the best we could- Those me-
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