Sgt Salvador's Server Application {ACCEPTED}
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Sgt Salvador's Server Application {ACCEPTED}
~OOC Information
Steam name - [SA]Sgt. Salvador
Steam ID - STEAM_0:0:27835911
Profile Link - http://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198015937550/
Age - 21
Your serious RP experience - Lots. Too lazy to list 'em.
How were you referred to us?- Brendin
By writing this application you understand and agree to all of our rules, wether it be on the forums or server. You also understand that your character can be removed from the server, or the community as a whole, with little to no warning. (Within reason)
Do you understand the above? If so, please state you do.- I do.
~Character Information
Name - Drake Salvador
Age- 32
Faction (Ex. Dweller, Reich, Redline ect.)- Dweller
Faction rank (Ex. Cpt. Civilian, Ufw, etc.)- Civilian
Faction MOS (Ex. Civilian doctor, engineer, demolition, etc.)- Ex-Guard, Combat Medic "Trainee".
Character Reasoning for becoming one of the listed factions. (One Paragraph - Seven sentences. (This does not include civilian factions. Such as Dweller.))
Character Backstory. (At least 2 paragraphs - Seven sentences per paragraph.)
Drake Salvador is an American man who spent the past ten years in Russia, mainly in (of course) Moscow.(1) Fed up with ignorant and presumptuous Americans, he decided to travel to Russia and see how different it was over there.(2) He ended up living there permanently(3). He got his Russian citizenship and Passport within a few months of living in Russia, he got a job as a bouncer for clubs, and traveled around the country, doing different bouncer jobs.(4) His most favorite one was for a fight club, hidden deep in the heart of Yaroslavl.(5) The day he knew he'd stay there was his first day, when he saw a fighter get knocked out with a German Suplex.(6) One day, as he was sitting outside the door of the fight club, he heard a siren, and everyone started screaming and running all in one direction, so he of course followed them out of instinct. The horde of Russian citizens ended up filing into a large blast shelter, going far underground.(7) {{Authors note: MY HAND HURTS. I HAVE A HAIRLINE FRACTURE ON MY LEFT INDEX FINGER.}}
Drake is walking in pitch black darkness, going downstairs for ten minutes, before spotting small amounts of light, and heavily armed guards.(1) As he files up to the gate with the guards, he realizes they're asking for passports, so he quickly takes out his and gets them ready for inspection.(2) He approaches the gate, and asks in a light accent "Pasport i udostovereniye lichnosti". He'd nod slowly, his Russian a bit off, as he hands his passport and ID card.(3) The guard quickly scans over them, before nodding and handing it back, motioning him inside.(4) He'd look around and notice a bunch of people are in panic, some to the point of puking, and some to the point of absolute break down.(5) He'd approach a guard and start asking them questions such as what happened, how can he help, ETC. ETC.(6) He was explained as much as the guard knows, and given directions to the nearest job office, where he applied for guard.(7) He was a Guard of that station for years, until resigning, and becoming a combat medic trainee for the guard, but not directly employed by the Guards.(8.)
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