Post by terrorman88 on Jun 22, 2015 16:28:11 GMT
OOC
Steam name:
Currently, pashol nahuj.
SteamID:
STEAM_0:0:120875909
What experience do you have roleplaying as a CP?
:
Heck, a lot. I can't really list them all, but I can tell you I have over 15. Here are some I remember :
BaC- GRID.EpU and UNION.DvL.
ISCAL gaming- HELIX.02
And I can't remember anything else. At all.
How do the MPF work in the half-life 2 world?
:
The MPF (which are also known with other acronyms, such as CCA, CPU, CPF, or simply CPs) are one of the main factions in the Half-Life 2 universe, whom act as a militia for the Universal Union and the backbone of the United Union. It's composed by various ranks, usually starting from Recruit to Sectorial Commander, with 0(rank)/i(rank), Officer, Elite Protection Unit and Divisional Leaders (even though some choose to start from even lower ranks, such as i8 or i10, or give no rank at all), and have the job to mantain overall order and law in the City; at times even in charge of certain small-scaled raids, inspections, sweeps and most importantly ration distribution.
Why should you be entrusted with a whitelist as important as this?
: Because I've been on the server for a while, and I'd like to generally enhance roleplay by being in the MPF.
On your first day as a CP, a lone citizen runs up to you with a weapon in his hand - a stunstick that he had taken from another unit. He'd attempt to hit you; how do you respond to this?
:
I take the hit, hoping I'd not get knocked out; then I would firstly warn the citizen, and, if he/she does not abide to the orders, I'll try to immobilize and bring the guilty in for questioning or detainment.
On your first day, you get a radio call stating "11-99 Officer needs immediate assistance. Code red." what do you do?:
I instantly abide to the orders, and ask the location of the unit; I rendez-vouz with higher-ranked units and await for further orders, then help the officer in trouble.
You are patrolling the plaza like normal when suddenly a normal citizen comes up to you and says "Hello, officer. How is your day going?" how do you respond? :
I tell the citizen to back off and mind his own stated business, and warn him not to waste the time of an officer further on.
This bit may be answered IC or OOC!
Why do you want to join the CCA?
:
ICly, I want to join the CCA to serve the union, fight alongside Metropolitan Force Units, reach high ranks and generally enforce the law in the City.
OOCly, I have to say that at times that being a citizen gets boring, and trying another type of roleplay (as in, this one) is better.
What do you think the CCA will be like for you?
:
At the beginning, treat me like any other low-ranked unit, with low respect, but as the rank rises, I suppose they'll start respecting me.
What are you expected to do in the CCA?
:
Serve the Union, listen to high ranked units' orders, reach high ranks, enforce the law.
How are you expected to act in the CCA?
:
Respectfully regarding any unit, no matter the rank; indifferent or despiseful against citizens, and despiseful or with hatred against rebels.
Please write an at least 12 line roleplay example. (Using RP terms and techniques)
:
ha
dont be surprised if this is slightly long
└ Passive Roleplay:
**CCA.UNION-05.XXXX quickly moves up to the table, sitting on the rather old and humid wooden bench, he places his plastic, slushing jar on the metal-surface-made table, placing both of his hands on the extremities of the plastic cap containing the Metropolitan Force supplements; he would dip both of his hands inside, inpatiently searching for his rather luxurious (comparing to a citizen's meal) portion of food, holding the white-ish, almost tastless paste in his hands, the grip easened because of the UU-branded vulcanized rubber gloves. He quickly types a few things into his PDA, as a hiss of air is heard; he places his left hand on the modified, tempered-plastic made PMG Russian gasmask, placing it on the hood, as he types one more thing and the metal hood slowly retracts; he moves his food at his mouth, opening up his mouth and moving part of the food inside, taking a bite as he chews it for a while before swallowing it; he goes on and on until he's finished his meal, snatching the mask and placing it back on, the hood covering the back of his head once more, he gets up and flicks on his radio, saying the following words 'UNION--05.XXXX is now 10-8, standing-by for orders.' he says, as he moves up to the Nexus lobby, standing by for orders.
└ Combat Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID.05 would quickly place his right hand on the iron grip of the 9x19mm Parabellum Heckler & Koch USP-Match, slowly raising it as he places his right hand on the steel slide, slowly pulling it back and letting go of the grip as it propells forth; the 9x19mm parabellum round loads into the chamber, as he moves his thumb on the back/butt of the weapon, flicking safety off; he leans his head to his right, taking a deep breath to focus on the 647E/Anti-citizen, aiming throughout the tritium ironsights/nightsights while he closes his left eyelid, using his right one, his heartbeat rate slows down, as he barely flinches now, he leans to his right as part of his torso exerts, he has got his right index finger on the trigger, as he gently squeezes it while the rounds propell and echo throughout the slums, as most of his rounds miss because of the anti-citizen laying suppressing fire down on him with the Heckler & Koch MP7, the area and perimeter surrounding him would be filled with holes and bullet casings; he flicks on his radio, using a panicked and alert tone of voice to yell the following words. 'UNION-05.XXXX REPORTING IN! I'm getting suppressed here by a 647E, his used firearm is a submachine gun, 10-20 is slums! I repeat, 11-99, Officer need assistance!' he says, ducking back to cover as he sometimes moves his hnad out of cover to blind fire and probably miss the rebel, he awaits for backup to arrive and hope not to get hit and/or die.
└ Medical Roleplay:
**CCA.HELIX-05.XXXX would quickly open up his medical pouch strapped to his back, withdrawing the following items : celox gauze, morphine, and a glass containing green biogel; he quickly inspects the wound of his patient, which would result to be of a H&K USP-Match, shot into his forearm and biceps; he quickly places both of his hands underneath his/her arm,below the armpit, he firmly applies pressure onto the brachial artery (the wound would be an arterial one. It squirts a lot of blood.), and, as it stops, he quickly cuts a small quantity of sterilized celox gauze, stuffing it inside of the wound, he easily performs hemostasis under 60 seconds, withdrawing the bloodiened roll of gauze, quickly cracking open the glass container and holding it on his middle and index finger; he injects a shot of morphine into the closest vein, distributing the biogel equally on every wound, as after a few minutes, the bleeding would be completely stopped, and the wound sealed because of the tissue-regenerative properties of the weird liquid.
└ Mechanical Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID-05.XXXX quickly inspects the damaged circuits and plating on the scanner, as he quickly grabs a screwdriver and places it inside the screw that seals the battery plating of the city scanner; he quickly throws it away, as black smoke emitts from the damaged circuit, he withdraws some pliers as he shuts down the scanner, cutting the electrical circuits leading to the photoreceptor down, quickly replacing them with brand-new reinforced wires; he also withdraws a small combine-grade metal plate from his pouch, screwing it back on, he places his thumb on the biolocked switch of the scanner, turning it on as it gets up and takes a few sample photos to test its photoreceptor, it hovers out of the workshop and deploys in the city.
(sorry if this one was shorter, I'm less good at mechanical roleplay.)
└ Field strip Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID-05.XXXX snatches his USP-Match, placing his thumb on the magazine release button as the clip falls down, he firmly places it on the table, then checking that the chamber is empty; briefly after, he retracts the slide partially, so the slide release lever axle is aligned with the disassembly notch on the slide, he presses on the slide release axis pin from the right side of the frame, then pulling the slide release lever completely from the left side; 5) carefully ease the slide forward, then pull it toward the front out of the frame; he removes the return spring assembly from below the barrel, and fnially pulls the barrel out of the slide, withdrawing a white-ish, clean handkerchief, carefully rubbing it on the disassembled pins, notches, etc., the firearm cleaned, he quickly places them back on, assembling it in the reverse order, he pulls back the slide and flicks the safety off, firing a few burst rounds into the hay targets to test its efficency, as it now totally fires better than before, he places it back into his holster.
__________________________________________________________
IC Section: You write this part as your character!
Name:
Darrel Jackson.
CID:
#54234
Age:
29.
Loyalist rank, if any:
None.
Height:
6'0" feet.
Hair color: Black.
Eye color:
Green.
Gender:
Male.
Race:
Afro-American.
Distinguishing marks:
None.
List previous fields you are experienced in:
Medicine, hand-to-hand, marksmanship and a tad bit of engineering.
Have you had any previous affiliation with the CCA?
: No, I have had none.
Have you received any infractions from and officer? If yes, Explain: No, I have not.
Explain your reason for applying for the CCA and wishing to become a Civil Protection Unit:
I wish to join the CCA to serve the union, fight alongside fellow Officers, reach high ranks and impress the higher-ranked.
I, Darrel Jackson have been absolutely truthful in my application and understand any false information will lead to my tracking and detainment.
I also agree that poor performance, attitude or behavior will lead to my termination in the Combine Civil Authority.
Steam name:
Currently, pashol nahuj.
SteamID:
STEAM_0:0:120875909
What experience do you have roleplaying as a CP?
:
Heck, a lot. I can't really list them all, but I can tell you I have over 15. Here are some I remember :
BaC- GRID.EpU and UNION.DvL.
ISCAL gaming- HELIX.02
And I can't remember anything else. At all.
How do the MPF work in the half-life 2 world?
:
The MPF (which are also known with other acronyms, such as CCA, CPU, CPF, or simply CPs) are one of the main factions in the Half-Life 2 universe, whom act as a militia for the Universal Union and the backbone of the United Union. It's composed by various ranks, usually starting from Recruit to Sectorial Commander, with 0(rank)/i(rank), Officer, Elite Protection Unit and Divisional Leaders (even though some choose to start from even lower ranks, such as i8 or i10, or give no rank at all), and have the job to mantain overall order and law in the City; at times even in charge of certain small-scaled raids, inspections, sweeps and most importantly ration distribution.
Why should you be entrusted with a whitelist as important as this?
: Because I've been on the server for a while, and I'd like to generally enhance roleplay by being in the MPF.
On your first day as a CP, a lone citizen runs up to you with a weapon in his hand - a stunstick that he had taken from another unit. He'd attempt to hit you; how do you respond to this?
:
I take the hit, hoping I'd not get knocked out; then I would firstly warn the citizen, and, if he/she does not abide to the orders, I'll try to immobilize and bring the guilty in for questioning or detainment.
On your first day, you get a radio call stating "11-99 Officer needs immediate assistance. Code red." what do you do?:
I instantly abide to the orders, and ask the location of the unit; I rendez-vouz with higher-ranked units and await for further orders, then help the officer in trouble.
You are patrolling the plaza like normal when suddenly a normal citizen comes up to you and says "Hello, officer. How is your day going?" how do you respond? :
I tell the citizen to back off and mind his own stated business, and warn him not to waste the time of an officer further on.
This bit may be answered IC or OOC!
Why do you want to join the CCA?
:
ICly, I want to join the CCA to serve the union, fight alongside Metropolitan Force Units, reach high ranks and generally enforce the law in the City.
OOCly, I have to say that at times that being a citizen gets boring, and trying another type of roleplay (as in, this one) is better.
What do you think the CCA will be like for you?
:
At the beginning, treat me like any other low-ranked unit, with low respect, but as the rank rises, I suppose they'll start respecting me.
What are you expected to do in the CCA?
:
Serve the Union, listen to high ranked units' orders, reach high ranks, enforce the law.
How are you expected to act in the CCA?
:
Respectfully regarding any unit, no matter the rank; indifferent or despiseful against citizens, and despiseful or with hatred against rebels.
Please write an at least 12 line roleplay example. (Using RP terms and techniques)
:
ha
dont be surprised if this is slightly long
└ Passive Roleplay:
**CCA.UNION-05.XXXX quickly moves up to the table, sitting on the rather old and humid wooden bench, he places his plastic, slushing jar on the metal-surface-made table, placing both of his hands on the extremities of the plastic cap containing the Metropolitan Force supplements; he would dip both of his hands inside, inpatiently searching for his rather luxurious (comparing to a citizen's meal) portion of food, holding the white-ish, almost tastless paste in his hands, the grip easened because of the UU-branded vulcanized rubber gloves. He quickly types a few things into his PDA, as a hiss of air is heard; he places his left hand on the modified, tempered-plastic made PMG Russian gasmask, placing it on the hood, as he types one more thing and the metal hood slowly retracts; he moves his food at his mouth, opening up his mouth and moving part of the food inside, taking a bite as he chews it for a while before swallowing it; he goes on and on until he's finished his meal, snatching the mask and placing it back on, the hood covering the back of his head once more, he gets up and flicks on his radio, saying the following words 'UNION--05.XXXX is now 10-8, standing-by for orders.' he says, as he moves up to the Nexus lobby, standing by for orders.
└ Combat Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID.05 would quickly place his right hand on the iron grip of the 9x19mm Parabellum Heckler & Koch USP-Match, slowly raising it as he places his right hand on the steel slide, slowly pulling it back and letting go of the grip as it propells forth; the 9x19mm parabellum round loads into the chamber, as he moves his thumb on the back/butt of the weapon, flicking safety off; he leans his head to his right, taking a deep breath to focus on the 647E/Anti-citizen, aiming throughout the tritium ironsights/nightsights while he closes his left eyelid, using his right one, his heartbeat rate slows down, as he barely flinches now, he leans to his right as part of his torso exerts, he has got his right index finger on the trigger, as he gently squeezes it while the rounds propell and echo throughout the slums, as most of his rounds miss because of the anti-citizen laying suppressing fire down on him with the Heckler & Koch MP7, the area and perimeter surrounding him would be filled with holes and bullet casings; he flicks on his radio, using a panicked and alert tone of voice to yell the following words. 'UNION-05.XXXX REPORTING IN! I'm getting suppressed here by a 647E, his used firearm is a submachine gun, 10-20 is slums! I repeat, 11-99, Officer need assistance!' he says, ducking back to cover as he sometimes moves his hnad out of cover to blind fire and probably miss the rebel, he awaits for backup to arrive and hope not to get hit and/or die.
└ Medical Roleplay:
**CCA.HELIX-05.XXXX would quickly open up his medical pouch strapped to his back, withdrawing the following items : celox gauze, morphine, and a glass containing green biogel; he quickly inspects the wound of his patient, which would result to be of a H&K USP-Match, shot into his forearm and biceps; he quickly places both of his hands underneath his/her arm,below the armpit, he firmly applies pressure onto the brachial artery (the wound would be an arterial one. It squirts a lot of blood.), and, as it stops, he quickly cuts a small quantity of sterilized celox gauze, stuffing it inside of the wound, he easily performs hemostasis under 60 seconds, withdrawing the bloodiened roll of gauze, quickly cracking open the glass container and holding it on his middle and index finger; he injects a shot of morphine into the closest vein, distributing the biogel equally on every wound, as after a few minutes, the bleeding would be completely stopped, and the wound sealed because of the tissue-regenerative properties of the weird liquid.
└ Mechanical Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID-05.XXXX quickly inspects the damaged circuits and plating on the scanner, as he quickly grabs a screwdriver and places it inside the screw that seals the battery plating of the city scanner; he quickly throws it away, as black smoke emitts from the damaged circuit, he withdraws some pliers as he shuts down the scanner, cutting the electrical circuits leading to the photoreceptor down, quickly replacing them with brand-new reinforced wires; he also withdraws a small combine-grade metal plate from his pouch, screwing it back on, he places his thumb on the biolocked switch of the scanner, turning it on as it gets up and takes a few sample photos to test its photoreceptor, it hovers out of the workshop and deploys in the city.
(sorry if this one was shorter, I'm less good at mechanical roleplay.)
└ Field strip Roleplay:
**CCA.GRID-05.XXXX snatches his USP-Match, placing his thumb on the magazine release button as the clip falls down, he firmly places it on the table, then checking that the chamber is empty; briefly after, he retracts the slide partially, so the slide release lever axle is aligned with the disassembly notch on the slide, he presses on the slide release axis pin from the right side of the frame, then pulling the slide release lever completely from the left side; 5) carefully ease the slide forward, then pull it toward the front out of the frame; he removes the return spring assembly from below the barrel, and fnially pulls the barrel out of the slide, withdrawing a white-ish, clean handkerchief, carefully rubbing it on the disassembled pins, notches, etc., the firearm cleaned, he quickly places them back on, assembling it in the reverse order, he pulls back the slide and flicks the safety off, firing a few burst rounds into the hay targets to test its efficency, as it now totally fires better than before, he places it back into his holster.
__________________________________________________________
IC Section: You write this part as your character!
Name:
Darrel Jackson.
CID:
#54234
Age:
29.
Loyalist rank, if any:
None.
Height:
6'0" feet.
Hair color: Black.
Eye color:
Green.
Gender:
Male.
Race:
Afro-American.
Distinguishing marks:
None.
List previous fields you are experienced in:
Medicine, hand-to-hand, marksmanship and a tad bit of engineering.
Have you had any previous affiliation with the CCA?
: No, I have had none.
Have you received any infractions from and officer? If yes, Explain: No, I have not.
Explain your reason for applying for the CCA and wishing to become a Civil Protection Unit:
I wish to join the CCA to serve the union, fight alongside fellow Officers, reach high ranks and impress the higher-ranked.
I, Darrel Jackson have been absolutely truthful in my application and understand any false information will lead to my tracking and detainment.
I also agree that poor performance, attitude or behavior will lead to my termination in the Combine Civil Authority.
