Post by Riot on Aug 16, 2015 18:34:27 GMT -5
Steam Name: Riot
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:54917029
Past experience as a vort in other servers?
I have been in casual bananas as a vort. I have also been on in Deadrock and accepted them there too. In SCG, also.
Why do you think you would make a good vortigaunt?
I would make a good vortigaunt because I understand how they talk and work. I know how to speak as a vortigaunt would and understand the emotions of them as well.
Do you understand that this is a given permission and can be taken at any time should you prove unworthy of the position? Yes, I do.
Do you understand and agree that all vorts, even transfers must begin on our server as enslaved? Yes I do.
IC SECTION:
Backstory:
La'Roah was born unto the Kari kin in the home world of Xen. He fed mainly on the berries, vegetation, and headcrabs located within Xen. The kin leader, Xken'Roi'Dah, was the kin elder, and the elder of the entire hunk of the levitating rock of Xen. Xken'Roi'Dah was upwards of 23,089 years old, was the killer of 980 antlions and 200 of their queens, and La'Roah hoped to follow in his kin elder's footsteps.
La'Roah took a walk with his trainer Kenh'lo'tah to the antlion hunting grounds. Their shackles of the Nihilanth jingling as they walked. Both looked up, and were met with the sight of the kins moron, Rou'che, fighing off a horde of antlions, and poorly at that. "Aahhhh... the idiot of the Akari kin, Rou'che. He has suffered many grave injuries, surely this will be no exception, pup." La'Roah nodded, standing firm and watching the battle. Both perked up as the idiot was impaled with an antlion's mandible. La'Roah and the trainer quickly making their way down to the wounded vort. They made quick work of the remaining antlions.
Rou'che looked dumbly at them both, bleeding profusely from his abdomen. "Trainer Kenh'lo'tah, why does the Rou'Che not speak?" Said La'Roah. "The Rou'Che's actions have been dumb and thoughtless, he was commanded into eternal silence as to not stir up more trouble... now, pup, the Rou'Che is bleeding out, his vortal coil will soon sever, you must channel the vortessence into your palms... concentrate." LA'Roah concentrated as hard as he could, his palms soon glowing a green glow.
"Ahhhh good, good. Now, concentrate on the Rou'Che's wounds, concentrate your vortessence into the wounds, concentrate on the ends of them, this one certainly hopes you do not particulate a beam of energy..." La'Roah squeezed his largest eye shut, fearing of the worst. His hands began to hum as the wounds squelched and closed up. "Yes pup! This one is pleased! We will return to our kin's area, speak to elder Yet'Kon'row, and... and..." Kenh'lo'tah stuttered his last words as he looked up towards the aurora soaked sky, La'Roah doing the same.
Strange ships and crafts emerged from the edge of the world, raining pods and strange creatures upon the land. It was alight with green beams and lasers, both sides losing considerable amounts of soldiers. Vortigaunts were screaming, dying... both distracted by the spectacle, a pod came down, crushing Kenh'lo'tah, LA'Roah watched, horrified, a rifle butt smashing into his head, he fell unconscious.
La'Roah awoke many days later. Strange troops stood around him, their metal appendages risen against him. "<:: Exogen unit 56590, you are under the combined rule of the Universal Union and the Combine Civil Authority. Shackles have been placed on your feeble body to protect us from your dangerous acts." La'Roah looked down, confused, terrified. "<:: Make no attempt to fire upon us. It will... end terribly, for example." The troop threw a whelp of the vortigaunts in front of him. "<:: This... is what happens when you try to kill." A Combine officer placed a shotgun against its leg, firing, blowing it clean off, it screamed horrifically. "<:: This is what happens when you try to disobey us." A stun baton set on high was pressed against the terrified vort's main eye, it sizzled like bacon, the vort continuing to scream. "<:: This! Is what happens, when you kill!" A knife was unsheathed, placed against its throat. A quick swipe was met with green blood, and the sound of desperate breathing, the poor vort's eyes filled with terror. It fell to the ground, dead...
"<:: Welcome to City 18. Know your place."
**The cell door slides open, a civil protection guard stands in wait at the controls.
CP: Biotic! Get out here!
Vort: Yes, master, this one does what he is told.
**The vort then walks out of the cell, to the combine.
CP: Grab a broom, then go sweep the plaza until I can eat off it.
**The vort nods and walks out of the nexus, grabbing a broom on the way out.
Continue from here of your vort being made to clean the plaza. You may add interesting events to display your ability to develop and progress. You must write each of these three outcomes in detailed **Actions and Speaking: Dialogue.
1. You are returned at the end of the day to your cell.
**The vort walks up to the CP standing guard at the nexus door.*
Vort: This one has finished the cleaning of the plaza, master.
** The CP looks toward the vort, then looks to the plaza, scanning it.*
CP: It better be, or next time you will be using your tongue.
**The vort nods, before being led inside to his cage, where he lays down his his concrete cell.*
2. You are in the midst of a raid in which you are set free by resistance.
**The vort sits behind a combine barrier, as the combine troops fire above him, shooting at the approaching rebels.*
CP: Ripcord, ripcord!
**The CP begins to drag the vort back, while firing at the rebels, but gets shot in the chest dropping the vort and falling to the ground.*
**The vort falls into a ball, not moving while bullets fly over him.*
**A rebel puts a hand on the vorts shoulder.*
Rebel: Come on buddy, we got to move.
**The vort slowly gets up, following the rebel out of the combat zone.*
Vort: This one is grateful, that he may be free now.
Rebel: Er, yea, let's just get away from here first before we talk about that.
**The vort nods as the rebel leads him away.*
3. You are killed while escaping from the raid.
**The vort was walking down a street, when greeted by two conscripts that stop him.*
CP: Oh, lookie here, a biotic with no work.
Vort: This one was on his way to get some work, masked ones.
**The CPs look at eachother, then back to the vort, but then see something on a buliding behind the vort.*
**A rebel fires a rocket toward the CP, hitting behind the vort, sending him flying.*
**The CP take cover returning fire as the retreat.*
**A group of five rebels take chase, but two stop to look at the vort.*
**The vort looks to them, slowly loosing life.*
Vort: This one i-is g-going back to wh-where this one be-be-...
**The vort dies, his body going limp, his head slowly tilting to the side.*
Rebel: Well, we could have used it.
Rebel 2: Eh, too late now, we got a couple of CP to kill.
**The one runs off, leaving the dead vort lay there.*
**The other rebel kneels down, touching its face, saying "Sorry, you poor creature."
Rebel: LET'S MOVE!
**The rebel slowly stands up, one tear dropping from her cheek, then she turns running off.*
**Your vortigaunt is wandering the empty alleys in the depths of the city just at the boarder of CP controlled space.
**Three OTA units spot you and pursue you.
You must write each of these three outcomes in detailed **Actions and Speaking: Dialogue.
1. You escape without engaging in conflict.
**The vort sees the three oncoming OTA, then starts to run back where he came from.*
OTA 1: Hold it right there!
**The three OTA pursue the vort , weapons raised.*
OTA 2: He's Running.
Vort: This one has done nothing, let him be!
**One OTA fires his weapon, hoping to hit, but misses as the vort turns the corner.*
OTA 2:This way!
OTA 3: Target BOL is a biotic, keep after him!
**The vort seeing a dumpster, opens the lid and jumps it, closing it silently.*[/i]
**The vort hears the three OTA charge past, continuing to run after where they saw him, so he gets out and back tracks back to his shelter.*
2. You are able to defeat the OTA in conflict.
**The vort begins to run, but heads into a dead end, turning around, facing the entrance.*
**The three OTA swarm in, slowly walking toward the vort.*
**The vort begins to glow green around his hands, a green glow slowly comes from the vort.*
Vort: Flee while you have the chance!
OTA: Take him down!
**As the OTA rise their guns the vort releases a powerful wave of essence sending the units back, falling on their backs stunned.*
**The vort quickly runs over them, while avoiding zombies that come out because of the commotion.*
**The zombies quickly overwhelm the downed OTA, ripping them apart.*
Vort: To the void with you!
**The vort then sprints off, finding shelter from the advancing zombies.*
3. You are killed in a conflict with the OTA.
**The vort walks through the small alleyway looking for anything useful.*
**Three OTA walk into the ally, not catching the attention of the vort.*
**The one OTA aims his rifle at the vort, firing into its leg, crippling the vort.*
Vort: This one will destroy the masked ones!
**The vorts hands begin to glow green.*
**The other OTA fire into the vorts shoulder and chest, making the vort fall back.
Vort: Al' glahhh...
Vort: This one will return to his home.
**One OTA approaches the vort, stepping on its chest.*
OTA: Immediate amputation.
**The OTA aims his AR2 at the vorts big eye, firing one shot.*
**The vorts eye explodes as the dark matter denigrates it..
Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:54917029
Past experience as a vort in other servers?
I have been in casual bananas as a vort. I have also been on in Deadrock and accepted them there too. In SCG, also.
Why do you think you would make a good vortigaunt?
I would make a good vortigaunt because I understand how they talk and work. I know how to speak as a vortigaunt would and understand the emotions of them as well.
Do you understand that this is a given permission and can be taken at any time should you prove unworthy of the position? Yes, I do.
Do you understand and agree that all vorts, even transfers must begin on our server as enslaved? Yes I do.
IC SECTION:
Backstory:
La'Roah was born unto the Kari kin in the home world of Xen. He fed mainly on the berries, vegetation, and headcrabs located within Xen. The kin leader, Xken'Roi'Dah, was the kin elder, and the elder of the entire hunk of the levitating rock of Xen. Xken'Roi'Dah was upwards of 23,089 years old, was the killer of 980 antlions and 200 of their queens, and La'Roah hoped to follow in his kin elder's footsteps.
La'Roah took a walk with his trainer Kenh'lo'tah to the antlion hunting grounds. Their shackles of the Nihilanth jingling as they walked. Both looked up, and were met with the sight of the kins moron, Rou'che, fighing off a horde of antlions, and poorly at that. "Aahhhh... the idiot of the Akari kin, Rou'che. He has suffered many grave injuries, surely this will be no exception, pup." La'Roah nodded, standing firm and watching the battle. Both perked up as the idiot was impaled with an antlion's mandible. La'Roah and the trainer quickly making their way down to the wounded vort. They made quick work of the remaining antlions.
Rou'che looked dumbly at them both, bleeding profusely from his abdomen. "Trainer Kenh'lo'tah, why does the Rou'Che not speak?" Said La'Roah. "The Rou'Che's actions have been dumb and thoughtless, he was commanded into eternal silence as to not stir up more trouble... now, pup, the Rou'Che is bleeding out, his vortal coil will soon sever, you must channel the vortessence into your palms... concentrate." LA'Roah concentrated as hard as he could, his palms soon glowing a green glow.
"Ahhhh good, good. Now, concentrate on the Rou'Che's wounds, concentrate your vortessence into the wounds, concentrate on the ends of them, this one certainly hopes you do not particulate a beam of energy..." La'Roah squeezed his largest eye shut, fearing of the worst. His hands began to hum as the wounds squelched and closed up. "Yes pup! This one is pleased! We will return to our kin's area, speak to elder Yet'Kon'row, and... and..." Kenh'lo'tah stuttered his last words as he looked up towards the aurora soaked sky, La'Roah doing the same.
Strange ships and crafts emerged from the edge of the world, raining pods and strange creatures upon the land. It was alight with green beams and lasers, both sides losing considerable amounts of soldiers. Vortigaunts were screaming, dying... both distracted by the spectacle, a pod came down, crushing Kenh'lo'tah, LA'Roah watched, horrified, a rifle butt smashing into his head, he fell unconscious.
La'Roah awoke many days later. Strange troops stood around him, their metal appendages risen against him. "<:: Exogen unit 56590, you are under the combined rule of the Universal Union and the Combine Civil Authority. Shackles have been placed on your feeble body to protect us from your dangerous acts." La'Roah looked down, confused, terrified. "<:: Make no attempt to fire upon us. It will... end terribly, for example." The troop threw a whelp of the vortigaunts in front of him. "<:: This... is what happens when you try to kill." A Combine officer placed a shotgun against its leg, firing, blowing it clean off, it screamed horrifically. "<:: This is what happens when you try to disobey us." A stun baton set on high was pressed against the terrified vort's main eye, it sizzled like bacon, the vort continuing to scream. "<:: This! Is what happens, when you kill!" A knife was unsheathed, placed against its throat. A quick swipe was met with green blood, and the sound of desperate breathing, the poor vort's eyes filled with terror. It fell to the ground, dead...
"<:: Welcome to City 18. Know your place."
**The cell door slides open, a civil protection guard stands in wait at the controls.
CP: Biotic! Get out here!
Vort: Yes, master, this one does what he is told.
**The vort then walks out of the cell, to the combine.
CP: Grab a broom, then go sweep the plaza until I can eat off it.
**The vort nods and walks out of the nexus, grabbing a broom on the way out.
Continue from here of your vort being made to clean the plaza. You may add interesting events to display your ability to develop and progress. You must write each of these three outcomes in detailed **Actions and Speaking: Dialogue.
1. You are returned at the end of the day to your cell.
**The vort walks up to the CP standing guard at the nexus door.*
Vort: This one has finished the cleaning of the plaza, master.
** The CP looks toward the vort, then looks to the plaza, scanning it.*
CP: It better be, or next time you will be using your tongue.
**The vort nods, before being led inside to his cage, where he lays down his his concrete cell.*
2. You are in the midst of a raid in which you are set free by resistance.
**The vort sits behind a combine barrier, as the combine troops fire above him, shooting at the approaching rebels.*
CP: Ripcord, ripcord!
**The CP begins to drag the vort back, while firing at the rebels, but gets shot in the chest dropping the vort and falling to the ground.*
**The vort falls into a ball, not moving while bullets fly over him.*
**A rebel puts a hand on the vorts shoulder.*
Rebel: Come on buddy, we got to move.
**The vort slowly gets up, following the rebel out of the combat zone.*
Vort: This one is grateful, that he may be free now.
Rebel: Er, yea, let's just get away from here first before we talk about that.
**The vort nods as the rebel leads him away.*
3. You are killed while escaping from the raid.
**The vort was walking down a street, when greeted by two conscripts that stop him.*
CP: Oh, lookie here, a biotic with no work.
Vort: This one was on his way to get some work, masked ones.
**The CPs look at eachother, then back to the vort, but then see something on a buliding behind the vort.*
**A rebel fires a rocket toward the CP, hitting behind the vort, sending him flying.*
**The CP take cover returning fire as the retreat.*
**A group of five rebels take chase, but two stop to look at the vort.*
**The vort looks to them, slowly loosing life.*
Vort: This one i-is g-going back to wh-where this one be-be-...
**The vort dies, his body going limp, his head slowly tilting to the side.*
Rebel: Well, we could have used it.
Rebel 2: Eh, too late now, we got a couple of CP to kill.
**The one runs off, leaving the dead vort lay there.*
**The other rebel kneels down, touching its face, saying "Sorry, you poor creature."
Rebel: LET'S MOVE!
**The rebel slowly stands up, one tear dropping from her cheek, then she turns running off.*
**Your vortigaunt is wandering the empty alleys in the depths of the city just at the boarder of CP controlled space.
**Three OTA units spot you and pursue you.
You must write each of these three outcomes in detailed **Actions and Speaking: Dialogue.
1. You escape without engaging in conflict.
**The vort sees the three oncoming OTA, then starts to run back where he came from.*
OTA 1: Hold it right there!
**The three OTA pursue the vort , weapons raised.*
OTA 2: He's Running.
Vort: This one has done nothing, let him be!
**One OTA fires his weapon, hoping to hit, but misses as the vort turns the corner.*
OTA 2:This way!
OTA 3: Target BOL is a biotic, keep after him!
**The vort seeing a dumpster, opens the lid and jumps it, closing it silently.*[/i]
**The vort hears the three OTA charge past, continuing to run after where they saw him, so he gets out and back tracks back to his shelter.*
2. You are able to defeat the OTA in conflict.
**The vort begins to run, but heads into a dead end, turning around, facing the entrance.*
**The three OTA swarm in, slowly walking toward the vort.*
**The vort begins to glow green around his hands, a green glow slowly comes from the vort.*
Vort: Flee while you have the chance!
OTA: Take him down!
**As the OTA rise their guns the vort releases a powerful wave of essence sending the units back, falling on their backs stunned.*
**The vort quickly runs over them, while avoiding zombies that come out because of the commotion.*
**The zombies quickly overwhelm the downed OTA, ripping them apart.*
Vort: To the void with you!
**The vort then sprints off, finding shelter from the advancing zombies.*
3. You are killed in a conflict with the OTA.
**The vort walks through the small alleyway looking for anything useful.*
**Three OTA walk into the ally, not catching the attention of the vort.*
**The one OTA aims his rifle at the vort, firing into its leg, crippling the vort.*
Vort: This one will destroy the masked ones!
**The vorts hands begin to glow green.*
**The other OTA fire into the vorts shoulder and chest, making the vort fall back.
Vort: Al' glahhh...
Vort: This one will return to his home.
**One OTA approaches the vort, stepping on its chest.*
OTA: Immediate amputation.
**The OTA aims his AR2 at the vorts big eye, firing one shot.*
**The vorts eye explodes as the dark matter denigrates it..