"Vulture" SA App [USA] (2)

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Steam ID:
STEAM_0:0:156598349

Discord name:
frostbytee__

For how long have you played on CG SCP:
2 and a half years, almost

Age:
20

In what country are you located?:
United States

Time zone:
EST

Character name(s):
E-11 Major "Vulture" (Previously "Frostbite")

Civilian name:
N/A

What server are you applying for? (SCP-RP UK or SCP-RP USA):
SCP-RP USA

Do you have a mic?:
Yes

List all whitelisted, MTF, or CI roles that you hold or have held:
O5-4 "The Ambassador"

Site Advisor x2 (Once prior to rework, once during rework)
Chief of Security
Epsilon-11 Major
Epsilon-11 Captain (Prior to the USA server existing)

Security Captain
Overseer Assistant
I.A Ambassador
Executive Researcher
Alpha-1 x2
Omega-1
Beta-1

Have you received any kicks/bans/warning? and why?:
I have no active warnings.
I have no kicks (beyond automated AFK ones)
I have one ban from over a year ago for misconduct, appealed two months after.

Why are you applying for Site Advisor?
I'm applying for Site Advisor because I believe I'm ready to take the next step in the community to reach my end-goal of improving the roleplay environment of the server. For the past 5 or so months, I've remained in E-11 and became a Major. And I believe, in those 5 months, I've done a lot for the regiment to where I am now leaving it in a better place than how I initially found it. And with the current Lieutenant Commander and Commander, I'm satisfied that E-11 will remain in good hands using the Foundations I have set to keep it active and fun with the tools available to them.

I now want to become a Site Advisor as a part of my overall journey within the community to meet one over-arching goal; to make the roleplay more immersive, high quality, and fun for the players. And while I believe I've done well at this with Epsilon-11, providing it the tools and foundations needed to morph it into a more roleplay-based regiment when not involved in SCP breaches, being part of Site Advisor will give me significantly more opportunities to improve the roleplay environment server-wide, rather than just one regiment. I believe that, with this role, I'll be able to come closer to achieving that goal and using my abilities to provide other players with a more fun, immersive, and safe roleplay environment.

What makes you suitable for Site Administration?:
I believe I'm suitable for Site Administration because of my leadership and roleplay experience, both past and present. For the two and a half years I've played this server, I've accomplished a great many things to leave departments that I dedicated myself to in a much better state than they used to be in. Examples of such things I've done include;

1. Reworking the Security Department. Once upon a time, before the USA server existed, the Security Department used to be just a small handful of jobs that used mall security models (white shirt with a black cap). There was no RRT, the server had no quiz system, and nobody took the department seriously. I decided to become a Security Captain as my first CL4 role, where I learned of and helped introduced Cheddar into the community. This is when I worked with him and Cloak to create the new (current) Security models. Additionally, I then introduced the idea of a Riot team to Cloak, where they would be equipped with tasers, flashbangs, and be whitelisted. As a compromise, Cloak created the Riot License, Tranquilizer gun, and added a rule where MTF could not enter D Block unless CI/SCPs were present. Finally, I felt Security had no way of managing itself to make it a serious department. If I remember correctly, Job bans weren't even a thing yet and you needed staff to get rid of bad apples. So, since Cloak denied the idea of making Security whitelist, I proposed and created the quiz system for the Security Department, which was then used across the server.

2. Building the Foundation of Epsilon-11. Over the past two or so years, my main focus has been Epsilon-11 for the most part. During my first run in Epsilon-11, where I became a Captain before Site Administration, I created the majority (if not all) of Epsilon-11s documentation and worked with the rest of the CO team to set its foundation. This also lead to me creating the Guardians (no other department had a CL4 bodyguard sub-division until this point), and eventually expanding the Front Runners to be more involved with D-Block riots. During my most recent run in Epsilon-11, I have recreated all of Epsilon-11s documents to be more straight-forward, visually appealing, and easier to understand with less bloat. I've also redesigned the roster visually with our current Captain Douglas, who manages the code of the roster. As I managed documents, even as a Command Sergeant, I've created several policies for Epsilon-11 that are now used on a daily basis. Such as; SCP Maintenance (Bringing D-Class to SCPs for RP reasons), External Assistance Policies, HCZ Security Protocols, E-11 Surface Response (Which has been watered down now, but still allows Specialist+ to surface during a breach), reworked how NCOs are selected, trained and promoted, reworked how Privates are trained/introduced, and much more.

And this is not to mention all of the roleplay I've initiated or encouraged during my time in other roles such as Alpha-1, O5, Site Administration, etc. Overall, I have experience in the majority of roles and experience in every department this server has ever had to offer, including S.A and O5. And each time I've been in these leadership positions, I've always strived to go above and beyond to improve the condition of things to make the environment more fun for everyone, and succeeded. I believe this is what makes me suitable for the role.

What are the responsibilities of Site Administration in RP?:
Site Administration is responsible for running the facility and all of its departments, excluding those directly under O5/Ethics (O-1, A-1, and in some cases, assistants). A list of responsibilities include;

- Supervising an assigned department, ensuring they meet the standards set by the Site Director and helping that department with any issues they may have. This may include managing issues between two or more departments, bringing up policy changes, conducting reviews and interviews, etc.

- Being part of the management of external relations along side the Department of External Affairs or potentially Site Command, depending on circumstances.

- Management of site-wide policies in conjunction of the rest of the administration team, such as sampling procedures, access guides, etc.

- Management of day-to-day site operations and high-level personnel to ensure the site operates smoothly and safely. Such as; managing emergency responses, reviewing approvals of tests, leading other personnel in general, or initiating roleplay for other departments to partake in.

Please give some lore about your Site Administration character and what storylines they would be involved in:

"Dash, I got a visual on a target abeam. You copy?"

Corvus was in the middle of a deployment, which wasn't too unusual, but this operation briefing seemed to indicate a higher level of violence than what Corvus is used to dealing with. As a fighter jet pilot, it's not often he had to directly fight an enemy. But it seemed like it was going to be inevitable during this operation. Apparently, an unmarked P.M.C began to engage with a U.S F.O.B a couple hours earlier. Corvus is here to provide air support and better identify the situation.

"Copy, Vulture. Yea I see it. It's a Charlie Foxtrot down there. I count at least six turreted Humvee's, no mark. We're clear to engage."

Vulture circles around the targets and makes a strafing run, successfully hitting four, as Dash manages to take out one. Vulture didn't particularly enjoy the idea of killing other people, being someone who's experienced loss in the past. It's not a feeling he wants to hand over to anyone else's family, despite whoever they may be. But it's something he had to do, and he knew it. If he wanted to be part of protecting his home and his brothers/sisters that he's worked with in the military for the past two years, killing was going to be necessary. The most he could do was make it quick, and there's often no better way to do that than with a 25mm cannon that'll make you forget you ever lived anyways once it hits you.

"Sh-.. Mayday, mayday, I'm hit, something got my right wing!... I'm hitting the silk, there's no way to make a controlled landing in this condition. Dash, do you have anything?"

As Corvus's plane suddenly goes down with no warning, he tries everything to get even a minimal amount of control back of the aircraft. It fails, as he continues to spiral and his right wing lights up, burning.

"Negative, what hit you? I'm... not getting anything! Just... hurry and get out of there, we'll get an Angel your way ASAP. We'll keep your cover."

As Dash flies overhead, Corvus ejects himself. He watches his jet spiral down towards the light-brown plains below, heading right next to the targets he just took out moments earlier. As he gains control over his body and flattens himself, he tries to regain his composure while his heart races. Corvus deploys his parachute, watching as Dash and two other USAF jets flies towards the horizon and circle back behind him. Corvus looks down as he hears a large bang, watching his burning jet crash to the edge of a forest and explode into a magnificent yet terrifying view. He looks down at his feet, realizing he's about to crash himself directly into a tree.

"Agh.."

The only sound Corvus can manage to create as the booming sound of racing jet engines flies above him. He opens his eyes, realizing he must have briefly passed out and hit the tree. His body screams in pain while he looks around, realizing he's near the edge of a forest in the middle of hostile territory. He takes off his helmet and mask, tossing it aside onto the soft grass next to him. He struggles as he stands upright, using the tree behind him for support. As he regains his composure and scans his surroundings, he hears a thud. It sounded close, but then it stopped. He figured it must've been his head, considering he just fell from 8,000 feet into a tree. His only goal now is to survive and wait for a rescue chopper to arrive. For that, he'd need to actually find an open area for them to know he's even alive. He begins taking several steps forward, hoping that his legs will eventually carry him to the plains and not deeper into the forest.

Five minutes have passed, atleast he thinks. Time isn't going the way he feels it should right now. He finds a soldier laying against a tree, his body destroyed, definitely dead. His chest is roughly sliced open with a large hole, his leg is... somewhere else. He was wearing an unmarked, dark green uniform with a GP-5 gasmask. This is the unmarked P.M.C he's been fighting. During the briefing, they figured they were of Russian origin due to the gas mask, but who knows. Next to the dead soldier is an R5 RGP rifle, and an M1911 in his leg holster. Corvus takes the weapons and proceeds forward, not wanting to inspect the gruesome scene further.

Ten more minutes have passed. Corvus still feels unsure if he's going the right direction. Considering how close he dropped to the plains, it's safe to assume he's gone deeper into the forest for the past 15 minutes. As he turns to go back the direction he came, he hears a thud. The same thud he heard earlier, but this time, it didn't stop. Corvus raised his rifle as he scanned his environment.

Thud... Thud... Thud... Thud...

It sounded as if it was a large creature, walking slowly. But with how long the thuds were, while it felt organic, it sounds like it must weigh 50,000 pounds at least. That shouldn't be possible, every land animal that weighs that much went extinct centuries ago. The thudding got a bit quicker, then stopped. Corvus kept scanning his environment, then noticed a strange, distorted effect to the east. He looked closer as the distortion slowly began to transform into a physical being- a large, vaguely reptile-like creature that looms over him with sharp, messy teeth.

"You should have died during that crash."

A deep, guttural voice vibrated throughout the forest, coming from the creature. Corvus, shocked and in fear, had no idea what to do or say. Was this creature talking to him? What is it? Why is it here, did it destroy his jet? How? Can it fly? Questions raced through his mind. However, within just seconds of the deep voice ending its statement, the large creature quickly lunged forward and opened its jaws. Corvus, out of instinct, jumped to the side and got on his back as the creatures jaws snapped shut, causing a loud crack sound. He raised his rifle and began to magdump every round he had into the lizard. He fired for a few seconds, then...

Click

He was out of ammo. He forgot to take magazines from the soldier, or maybe just didn't figure he would need more than one. The giant creature, despite being shot with the entire mag, showed no reaction. It raised its... claw? And swiped towards Corvus. He jumps back, but not quick enough. The creature tore his right leg apart with a massive, deep gash. Blood spurted out of his leg as his femur is snapped. Corvus screams in unbearable pain as he takes out the M1911 and shoots the creature again. But, it still did not react. The creature placed its "hand" ontop of Corvus, rendering him immobile and causing him greater pain. The creature didn't bother talking again, it simply opened its jaws and..

Crack

A loud cracking sound came from behind the creature in the forest. It quickly turned its head and, for a brief moment, reduced the pressure and grip it had on Corvus's body. Corvus immediately used every last bit of his power and boosted himself from under the creatures grip using his left leg and quickly crawled away. The creature snapped its attention back to Corvus as he crawled behind a tree, facing unbearable pain. With ridiculous speed, the creature lunged towards Corvus, snapped the tree he used as cover immediately. The creature locked its vision back onto him, and prepared for a final lunge. Corvus had no where to go.

He then heard the sound of a jet flying above him. Corvus grabbed his leg tightly, waiting for his end. Suddenly, the creature was covered in fire and smoke. Four missiles just struck the creature. It shrieked in anger as it turned invisible and jumped into the air again, just to crash back down with another explosion moments later. Corvus hears several footsteps beside him and a helicopter engine roaring above, coming closer. This was followed by more explosions, gunfire, and irritable shrieks from the beast. Corvus then passed out from the exhaustion and pain.


"What ... the ....? Do ... know ... he ...?"

Corvus hears a faint voice of a man. He can't understand much. His mind can barely register what's happening as it barely wakes up from his pass-out, his body screaming in pain.

"No. As far as .... ...., he died .... the ejection of .... F-35."

Another voice of a woman replies. It barely become clearer as Corvus becomes more conscious. His eyes still heavy as stones, his body refuses to do more than lay motionless.

"Thank you, Zieglar. And how is his leg doing? He'll need that for this next step."

The mans voice speaks again. He starts to hear the voices more clearly as his body starts to twitch, waking up from its coma.

"It'll be fully functional after some Physical Therapy, it should only take a couple weeks for him to get full autonomy of his leg back. I was able to recover it without the use of our prosthetics, so he shouldn't notice a difference."

The woman's voice, who he can only presume is "Zieglar", replies to the man again. Corvus begins to open his eyes, groaning in pain and confusion.

"Oh, you're awake. This is fantastic timing actually. It's nice how things just work out sometimes, wouldn't you agree, Sergeant?"

The man looks towards Corvus as he speaks. He can't bring himself to use his energy to reply. He tries to open his mouth and support himself up, but is quickly interrupted.

"Don't use any of your energy, it was just some rhetorical humor on my end. Lay down and relax, you're safe here. And yes, if you didn't hear already, your leg will be fine. It was injured pretty gruesomely by one of the creatures we're meant to protect humanity from. I'm Agent Frazier with the Department of External Affairs, and I'm here to speak on behalf of them and the SCP Foundation. None of these names mean anything to you yet, but I'll explain everything soon. First, do you need anything? Food, water? You might be here a while."

Corvus shakes his head, laying down and listening as he takes in his environment and situation.

"Good, then I'll begin. Right now, you're in Site-06. This is a secret facility owned by a clandestine organization called the SCP Foundation. This organization isn't known to the public, but is a large force that operates globally and even within our solar system. We're a powerful, well-funded group dedicated to three things; Securing any anomalous location, object, entity, individual, or phenomenon. Containing these anomalies within one of our facilities. And protecting both humanity and ourselves from the threats these anomalies pose by learning more about them and keeping them in safe and contained environments. We have dozens and dozens of departments and sub-departments to accomplish this goal. And, as I said, I'm part of the Department of External Affairs. We handle the recruitment efforts of the Foundation, and select competent individuals to work in different aspects for our organization. And, after reviewing your history, the event you just experienced, and knowing everything about your life, it's safe to say I'd like to offer you a position here."

Corvus lays immobile, and verbally unresponsive. He stares towards Frazier in disbelief, unable to comprehend what's happening. Was this a joke, a prank pulled by his buddies in the hospital? But if so, what happened? What was the creature?

"I know this is alot of information to take it. It's probably unbelievable to you. But I will assure you what happened to you regarding the large lizard was not a dream, hallucination, or magic trick. That was one of the creatures we keep contained to protect humanity, SCP-682. And, as I'm sure you can realize, the damage he did to your leg would've been irreversible if you were taken to even the best hospital that the United States could offer you. But, we aren't the best offer they can offer. We're in a standard medical facility that we, the Foundation, can offer. Our technology is far more advanced than whats public in the world now. It needs to be."

Corvus looks at his legs and moves it. It's difficult, but he feels it, and he can move it. He rests his expression a bit as he turns his head back to Agent Frazier as a doctor, he presumes Zieglar, stands behind him.

"We want to offer you a position in our Security Department for our Site-19, one of the largest operational facilities in the western hemisphere for us. It's dangerous work, sometimes it can be kind of boring work. You may lose life or limb, but we will do everything we can to protect you while you get the opportunity to not only protect your home, but humanity as a whole and even the universe in some instances. You will be compensated heavily and given state-of-the-art equipment. And normally this speech would include a whole bit about friends and family not knowing, but your friends and family already believe your dead and we would keep it this way if you choose to work for us. And, after some time, you would be transferred to Site-65 whenever the facility is done being built. So, do you accept our offer? Or do you need time to think on this?"

Corvus listens intently. The room lays silent for a few moments, except for the humming of machines and distant ambience of doors closing. Then, he opens his mouth to say the first words since he got here...

"I accept"
 
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From: @Skyfire1355
To: @FrostByte
Subject: Site Advisor Application Verdict



Greetings "Vulture,"

We thank you for showing interest into the Site Advisor position by taking your time to submit an application for the position. Unfortunately, I must relay to you that you have not been accepted as a Site Advisor.

Should you have any inquires please reach out to me at (Skyfire1355).

You may re-apply in two weeks should there be an opening position.

Best Regards,

Site Director "Skyfire"


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