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Topic Started: Jul 4 2008, 03:57 PM (119 Views)
The Rock	Jul 4 2008, 03:57 PM Post #1
Doo Wop. Posts: 363 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: February 8, 2008	Post your staff applications here for further review.
	Name: Alyx Akeby HP: 50 Level-Up System: Divinity System -DP: 0 -Profile- --- Quote: If I was someone else, would this all fall apart?


S3rpent	Jul 4 2008, 04:39 PM Post #2
ಠ_ಠ Posts: 48 Group: Moderator Member #18 Joined: June 17, 2008	Position Desired: GMod or higher. Well, really, I'd be happy with Mod, too. When it comes to the ACP and HTML coding, I'm pretty good, and always have new ideas. I'm on ALL THE TIME (pretty much when I'm not sleeping, I'm on my compy. Lol) and would love nothing more than to update people's missions and/or manage the site in the massive amount of free time that I have. Experience: I have run two Invisionfree RP sites in the past that lasted for good whiles, and am a Peer Ref on Althea. Also, I am in the process of completing a Bioshock RP site with a friend. RP Sample: The piercing moonlight gave the soil a cold and pale hue, a light wind playing with the shadows from the flora as though they were puppets. Asp continued his sluggish advance through the cool soil, his auditory sensors bursting with the constant songs of insects. It was pleasing, in a sense. Their presence was a sort of symbol of the placidity of night, the abstract tranquility that blankets the planet when the sun sinks below the horizon. Asp stopped for a moment. Not from fatigue, but from poetic mystification. Never before had things felt so sincerely calm; so ethereal. The unit had to take a few seconds to really absorb his environment; every inch of it to appreciate the true wonder of the Wilds. Moments like these were rare. Asp had learned to appreciate them. After the break, he continued his expedition, destination unknown. Destination was always unknown. Asp could look over his shoulder and imagine seeing Cobra, Mamba, Adder and the rest. Where was it that they had gone? Why were they gone? Would they return? Asp found himself returning to the same series of questions every time he was alone, which was all too often. With a sudden thump, the serenity was interrupted. Asp turned to his left, and between two falling trees stood a massive droid. It was quadrupedal and armed to a level Asp had never seen. His arms tensed and rose to his midsection in an instinctive defensive stance. The mechanical monolith took a step in his direction before lowering its serpentine head in order to get a better look at Asp. The droids stood still for a bit, eyes locked. Then a thousand warheads launched from its back, cutting through the silence, and screamed down to lands around him... WARNING: CPU ELECTRONIC EMISSIONS REACHING CRITICAL LEVELS. INITIATING WAKE-UP PROTOCOL. >STATUS: . . . >ALL SYSTEMS NOMINAL WARNING: CONTACT WITH UNITS 01 - 08 AND 10 UNSUCCESSFUL INITIATING MANUAL CONTROL The words scrolled down Asp's vision almost all at once, the same assortment of ancient characters as he'd always seen upon 'waking up.' The droid sat up, initiating night vision. He couldn't see much in this cave without it. It was some time in the early morning, which meant Drones would still be asleep in the area. Not long enough for him to go exploring, though. Today would be a low-scrap day. Asp had 'dreamed' before, but rarely were they as vivid. Often before entering sleep mode, he would leave a section of his CPU active. But maybe...maybe tonight, he'd keep it off.
	Name: Asp HP: 11 Level-Up System: Mod System -MP: 30 -Scrap: 20 -Profile-


Koal	Jul 6 2008, 05:32 AM Post #3
Advanced Member Posts: 67 Group: Global Moderator Member #2 Joined: March 26, 2008	Position Desired: Global Moderator or Moderator. Either one is fine. Experience: http://z7.invisionfree.com/MMBN_Zeta_Operation/ As a Creative moderator. And multiple site's as a moderator, all of which are dead. RP Sample: John Stalvern waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were demons in the base. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Cernel Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway. John was a space marine for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the spaceships and he said to dad "I want to be on the ships daddy." Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY DEMONS" There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the space station base of the UAC he knew there were demons. "This is Joson" the radio crackered. "You must fight the demons!" So John gotted his palsma rifle and blew up the wall. "HE GOING TO KILL US" said the demons "I will shoot at him" said the cyberdemon and he fired the rocket missiles. John plasmaed at him and tried to blew him up. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill. "No! I must kill the demons" he shouted The radio said "No, John. You are the demons" And then John was a zombie. Okay okay, that was crude, here's the real thing: "Hold still Karron, I can't install these new sensor clusters with you moving around so much." "Like I can help it? We're on a moving shuttle and my arm is pretty much limp because you shut off my movement engine's." Karron was lying on a work table, his left arm's maintenance ports opened. A young woman in black robes with blue eye's and long black hair, who looked to be no older then twenty, was working on installing a new sensor cluster into Karron's hand, since the last one had suffered catastrophic damage from a Teck Magnum shot to the left hand. The woman was struggling to install the Sensor cluster, since Karron's hand was jiggling all over the place due to his movement engine's were offline. "Maybe this would go alot faster if you turned my movement engine's back online." The young woman looked at Karron and sighed. She knew he was right. He almost always was right. She just didn't want to admit it. She frowned, then kept trying in vain to install the Sensor cluster. "Korena, I know damn well that you can saddle a horse that won't hold still. This will go faster if you just turn the motor on." "Korena, I think it would be best if you listened to your Great great grandfather. He does know more then you do." Korena cringed then admitted defeat. Her father was backing her Great Grandfather, so she really didn't have much of a choice. She reached into the access port on the left side of Karron's Stomach plate and turned the motor on. The task that would have taken two hours now took just a mere minute as Karron kept his arm stiff and motionless. When Korena finished installing the new sensor cluster, Karron sat up and flexed his arm, moving it around then testing the new sensor cluster. "Try to keep it in one piece for more then a week...." "I can't guarantee that it will stay in one piece for that long." There was a shudder and the shuttle shook lightly. It had landed at one of the ports at Kumbar. "I'm sorry I have to leave, but I have jobs that I need to attend to. I'll be sure to visit before the month is over." Karron got up off the table and walked off the shuttle. The Shuttle trembled again, and took off for FreeHope. Korena sighed loudly and turned to her father. "He always has to go somewhere... He never stays for long. Why does he work so much?" "He feels inclined to work so that we can have a better life-style. He is paying for your college tuition after all." "But I can pay for it myself!" "But then how will you pay for your apartment?" Korena's face went bright red. He was right. She couldn't pay for her college tuition and her rent with the same paycheck. "Sweetie, I don't know why you insist on living in an apartment. You can still stay at home with me." Korena's face turned an even brighter shade of red. "I-I-I want to be independent! I don't need your help to be independent! I can take care of myself!" The Old man sighed and ran his finger's through his gray hair. "You are so much like your mother....."
	Mah character profile Karron HP: 50 MP : 30


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