Post by roidan2000 on Oct 9, 2016 17:34:11 GMT
SteamID
:STEAM_0:0:30743049
SteamName
: Presupheus.
Current Character you play on?
: Roy Bind.
Have you ever been banned before on our servers?
: No.
VAC (Valve Anti Cheat) Bans?
: Yes, for cheating in Black Ops 2, long story short, I was dumb these days and I thought cheats were awesome.
Do you possess any other whitelists on the server?
: No.
Backstory (A Detailed story of your character, one hundred words have to be put into this backstory)
:
I was born in the 1993 year, I lived in a poor family that lived in a quiet place that was far from the other cities and I can pretty much say we were living in a village.I was the youngest in our family but I wasn't alone I had a sister named "Jessy", She was the best friend for me as she was helping me out everywhere and with anything so I sticked with her everywhere. For me, my life was perfect and this thought lived with me until the Judgement Day arrived named:"The Seven Hour War."
At this day I was just traveling with my sister in the forest I was a "Big guy" said my sister because of my trainings at the village's camp. As we were traveling through the forest and as I was about to take the final step to reach for the other side of a river, a loud noise was heard all over the forest, it kept going and it sounded like an engine roaring, the birds begun flying off far away from the direction we were walking to, my sister has wasn't stupid and that bad feeling quickly kicked into her, she motioned me to move back forcing me to cross the river back to the other side, I was scared shitless, everything that went through my head gave me even more reasons to collapse and freak the fuck out but my sister knew how to snap me out of this reality, she grabbed my hand running towards our house and just as we were about to step into our Garden.... She was shot..... a bullet straight to the back of her head, never thought that it would end like this.... the person you loved your entire life is gone and all I did is take her body while the gun's spray kept going and carry her inside, she was filled with bullets and I wasn't even sure what I should think about this scene, should I cry or should I collapse and freak the fuck out? The last thing I remember is that my mother forces me to lie down while my father fires back towards the invader, but that too didn't last long as the sound of the roaring engined neared us, a bright light was pointing at us before a barrage of bullets went through my house's walls and right into my parents. I couldn't cry... I was shocked to the point that I just couldn't do anything, I was motionless and the last thing I remember is that something took me and dragged me into a "Van".
We were carried for days in this "Van", I tried remaining quiet, un-noticable, but I was drowned in emotions making me bend my knees and stick my face to them in an attempt to hide my sobbing, I cried while the others were talking of what the hell it could be, I knew that there's nothing good in this "Invasion", I just knew it. After a long drive and a pool of tears we finally got to the final stop, I kept my face expression straight with nothing implying of my pain, I wiped the tears off my face and just as the doors opened up my fury was at it's final form, I was thinking of dozens of ways I would kill the ones who did it to my family, I was overflown with madness and just as I was about to rush out and attempt to mow every living thing outside a woman grabbed me and hugged me telling me that they all had it happen to them and that there's no need to die like this. I was confused at first but when it hit me I burst into tears, she calmed me down and we all got out of the "Van", I stuck to this woman thinking that she's better than nothing, but as we got to the city's entrance she was taken into a different section of the building, I could clearly see something about "Nova Prospekt", I thought of rushing into the crowd again but that thought cleared up quickly as I saw the amount of secruity that was setup before our arrival, I walked up to a dispenser, it scanned me showed me my info and gave with a pack with my blue clothing and a CID card I was supposed to carry. It all started wrong.... I just couldn't hold any of this in my mind.
A few years passed as I grew up into a young piece of nothing, I was a bearded man who sat on the streets with a coat he bought from the local store, as I was finishing my bottle of UU-Branded Beer, I saw my reflection in this bottle, so much pain yet for me I was nothing, the world took a beating on me and turned me over, I could clearly see my end if I wouldn't begin picking up the mess I made. The next day, I bought an apartment from the small amount of tokens I had, removed Breen's photo from my desk by throwing it into the trash can and begun a new life. I shaved my head and my face making it a bit less messier, I brushed my teeth and poured all my bottles into the toilet before flushing it all away with a "Goodbye" gesture to the flowing alcohol.
A few months passed I was more sober than an "Anti-alcohol" activist in my opinion, but.... It wasn't enough, it never was... I understood that I must join these "Forces" cause there's no surviving if you're not apart of them. I went to the local recruitment center and made an application addressed to the MPF's management. This might of been my worst desicion, but you should keep your friends close and your enemies even closer.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------IN CHARACTER--------------------------------------------------------------
Name:
Roy Bind
CID:
34308.
Loyalist Points: 15.
Times Detained: None.
:STEAM_0:0:30743049
SteamName
: Presupheus.
Current Character you play on?
: Roy Bind.
Have you ever been banned before on our servers?
: No.
VAC (Valve Anti Cheat) Bans?
: Yes, for cheating in Black Ops 2, long story short, I was dumb these days and I thought cheats were awesome.
Do you possess any other whitelists on the server?
: No.
Backstory (A Detailed story of your character, one hundred words have to be put into this backstory)
:
I was born in the 1993 year, I lived in a poor family that lived in a quiet place that was far from the other cities and I can pretty much say we were living in a village.I was the youngest in our family but I wasn't alone I had a sister named "Jessy", She was the best friend for me as she was helping me out everywhere and with anything so I sticked with her everywhere. For me, my life was perfect and this thought lived with me until the Judgement Day arrived named:"The Seven Hour War."
At this day I was just traveling with my sister in the forest I was a "Big guy" said my sister because of my trainings at the village's camp. As we were traveling through the forest and as I was about to take the final step to reach for the other side of a river, a loud noise was heard all over the forest, it kept going and it sounded like an engine roaring, the birds begun flying off far away from the direction we were walking to, my sister has wasn't stupid and that bad feeling quickly kicked into her, she motioned me to move back forcing me to cross the river back to the other side, I was scared shitless, everything that went through my head gave me even more reasons to collapse and freak the fuck out but my sister knew how to snap me out of this reality, she grabbed my hand running towards our house and just as we were about to step into our Garden.... She was shot..... a bullet straight to the back of her head, never thought that it would end like this.... the person you loved your entire life is gone and all I did is take her body while the gun's spray kept going and carry her inside, she was filled with bullets and I wasn't even sure what I should think about this scene, should I cry or should I collapse and freak the fuck out? The last thing I remember is that my mother forces me to lie down while my father fires back towards the invader, but that too didn't last long as the sound of the roaring engined neared us, a bright light was pointing at us before a barrage of bullets went through my house's walls and right into my parents. I couldn't cry... I was shocked to the point that I just couldn't do anything, I was motionless and the last thing I remember is that something took me and dragged me into a "Van".
We were carried for days in this "Van", I tried remaining quiet, un-noticable, but I was drowned in emotions making me bend my knees and stick my face to them in an attempt to hide my sobbing, I cried while the others were talking of what the hell it could be, I knew that there's nothing good in this "Invasion", I just knew it. After a long drive and a pool of tears we finally got to the final stop, I kept my face expression straight with nothing implying of my pain, I wiped the tears off my face and just as the doors opened up my fury was at it's final form, I was thinking of dozens of ways I would kill the ones who did it to my family, I was overflown with madness and just as I was about to rush out and attempt to mow every living thing outside a woman grabbed me and hugged me telling me that they all had it happen to them and that there's no need to die like this. I was confused at first but when it hit me I burst into tears, she calmed me down and we all got out of the "Van", I stuck to this woman thinking that she's better than nothing, but as we got to the city's entrance she was taken into a different section of the building, I could clearly see something about "Nova Prospekt", I thought of rushing into the crowd again but that thought cleared up quickly as I saw the amount of secruity that was setup before our arrival, I walked up to a dispenser, it scanned me showed me my info and gave with a pack with my blue clothing and a CID card I was supposed to carry. It all started wrong.... I just couldn't hold any of this in my mind.
A few years passed as I grew up into a young piece of nothing, I was a bearded man who sat on the streets with a coat he bought from the local store, as I was finishing my bottle of UU-Branded Beer, I saw my reflection in this bottle, so much pain yet for me I was nothing, the world took a beating on me and turned me over, I could clearly see my end if I wouldn't begin picking up the mess I made. The next day, I bought an apartment from the small amount of tokens I had, removed Breen's photo from my desk by throwing it into the trash can and begun a new life. I shaved my head and my face making it a bit less messier, I brushed my teeth and poured all my bottles into the toilet before flushing it all away with a "Goodbye" gesture to the flowing alcohol.
A few months passed I was more sober than an "Anti-alcohol" activist in my opinion, but.... It wasn't enough, it never was... I understood that I must join these "Forces" cause there's no surviving if you're not apart of them. I went to the local recruitment center and made an application addressed to the MPF's management. This might of been my worst desicion, but you should keep your friends close and your enemies even closer.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------IN CHARACTER--------------------------------------------------------------
Name:
Roy Bind
CID:
34308.
Loyalist Points: 15.
Times Detained: None.