Can we apply right away? Or do we need to wait for the IV:MP opening its door on Argonath?
I'll post it anyways, it can be frozen until the opening.
Application Form.:-Out of Character Information-:.
Country: Croatia
Age: 17 years old
Timezone: GMT+1
How often do you play?: IV:MP - daily about 2-3 hours(It will increase once Argonath is up)
How often do you view the forums?: Daily basis
What is your e-mail address(Pm me it if you don't want to post it): [email protected].:-In Character Information-:.Name: Moses Reed
Age: 32 years old
Where were you born: Juneau, Alaska (USA)
Position:(Sniper/Recruit/Scout): Sniper
Any Previous Experience: Staff Sergeant of the USARAK. Dishonorably dismissed( Killing enemy prisoners)
Do you Agree on following the server rules?: of course
Do you agree on following any order that would be given to you from higher ranked recruits?: Of course
Write a Biography about your self(IG Character's Story): Moses Reed was born on an arctic night of January, 1978. Since he was a little boy he showed interested in weaponry as his father was a soldier active on front. When he was 8 his father committed suicide for unknown reasons. His mother dragged him to many psychiatrists sessions because she thought its best for him, here's a recorded session of one of the conversations(When he was 13):
Psychiatrist: So, Moses tell me about yourself.
Me is quiet
Psychiatrist: OK ... your mother says you are a shy boy and you don't talk much, so I expected this.
Me still quiet
Psychiatrist: I will give you a candy if you talk to me!
Me raises his look and glares at the psychiatrist
Psychiatrist: You aren't funny you know, we could keep this all day if you want
Me: I don't want to talk.
Psychiatrist: I won't hurt you, I just to want to chit chat with you so i can get to know you
Me: Why do you bother me, sir?
Psychiatrist: I don't bother you, I suggest you fix your attitude young man
Me: I must go home, put together and clean my fathers gun
Psychiatrist: You do? Tell me about the gun
Me looks at the doctor.
Psychiatrist: Go on
Me: Its light, has a small scope and wooden, I love to play with it. Mom doesn't let me touch the bullets.
Psychiatrist laughs.
Psychiatrist: So you love your fathers gun?
Me: Yes, I love to shoot, I know to put it together for 1 and a half minute
Psychiatrist: Impressive, son. Don't hurt yourself or others.
Me: Mom said I will go to a fine school and become a lawyer one day. .....
Psychiatrist: I'm sure she did.
.....................to be continued5 years later Moses shot his neighbor because he poisoned his dog. it was not an ordinary kill. Moses tracked down him, noting his activity and stalking him ever day, observing his route/habits and finding the appropriate time to take his life away. He ran away of home, down south to Canada. After 3 years he enlisted to Army. He was never a downer, he was a quiet and a shy/obeying soldier, that people hated because they thought he's sucking up to superiors. One day, everyone was dismissed for a vacation. Moses superior was his father's close friend, so as he knew Moses got no place to go then stay in the HQ. He invited him down to Florida for a fishing season. He had a great time, but once in a total joke, Samuel shot his index finger on the left hand. It was amputated, once the surgery was done. After several years of army discipline superiors started to realize Moses potential as a marksman for dirty assignments. His life's biggest ride started with his first target.
He was shipped to Iraq like garbage. The incident when he was discharged happened in a hot summer afternoon back in town of Mosul. They held 5 hostages that needed to be exchanged with American soldiers. it was a long night, and they all anticipated the exchange and to finally go home. When the enemy convoy arrived, they as a signal threw one American soldiers body on the ground(Stripped of, headless, bloody).
Moses lost his temper so when he saw it he started to carve hostages heads, and he shot a team mate who tried to stop him. The team mate suffered lower extremities paralysis due to bullet hitting the spine. Moses never apologized/regret for his acts. He did his sentence and went out of the military prison. He took a one way ticket to new York. He had one suitcase with a couple of T-shirts, 2 pair of jeans and military boots. He lived like a rat, visiting the homeless shelters. Kids from the neighborhood called him "Boogeyman" and teased him, because of his ripped clothes and his long beard. People ran away from him as fast as they could, considering him a psychopath. His life turned around when he saw a poster on the wall, of a company named "BlackWater -Private Military".
The end.
:ps: Sorry, I couldn't access In game of SA:MP so I gave a little of inspiration