Ferub's OTA Application

APPLICATION:

Steam Name: Ferub

Steam Profile Link: http://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198037042043/

Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:38388157


1. How long have you been on the server?

A few months.

2. Do you know how to properly roleplay?

Of course!

3. Why do you want to be an Overwatch Transhuman Arm?

They've always interested me, and it seems now they're getting more use.

4. Have you read all of the application guidelines?

Yes.

5. What have you learned from the application guidelines?

How to speak like one.

6. What do you do in this situation. A judgement waiver is called, and your fellow Overwatch units are heading to the slums, just like ordered. You, however, happen to still be in the plaza.

Request a command input.

7. Do you understand that you are mostly mechanical and must follow orders, and cannot make decisions or have passive conversations with other players?

Yes.

8. Give an example of how to properly speak as an Overwatch Transhuman Arm.

Unit 677: REQUESTING COMMAND INPUT//


9. Have you received breach training on your MPF character?

Yes

10. Give an example on how to breach using OTA dialect and proper commands.

UNIT; STACK
UNIT; PREP
UNIT; READY
UNIT; INJECT
LEFT SIDE CLEANED;; REQUESTING NEW COMMAND INPUT

11. What are your Metropolice Force digits?

269

12. How active are you as a community member in general?

Very active.

13. Do you plan to be a loyal player, and come back to the server often?

Yes.

14. Do you plan to flag up often when a Judgement Waiver is in effect?

Depends on the ratio, if needed. Yes. If I can, yes. If too many, I'll flag down.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Name: Serial Number 555-555-555-B {UNIT; 667]
Age: 50
Gender: Biologically Male
Height: 6FT
Status (Loyalist, Civil Worker's Union, or Citizen?): N/A
Loyalist Points: None

Mother's Full Name: Unknown

Father's Full Name: Unknown

Previous locations of residence before city seventeen:

United States, Detroit, St. Marisa Military Base.

Character Back story:

A simple United States soldier, his name long lost to records from the ages, or simply buried. He fought the seven hour war with all his might. But what can you do with only seven hours? His squad, of Airborne Rangers were captured by a tactical ambush, not long after the war. Rumors had circled what they did to the captured. But no one could expect what was to come. Butchered, slaughtered, destroyed, and rebuilt into...something else. When he woke back up. He wasn't the same. He was theirs to command. Shoved in a small pod, only to be woken up for a mission. Un-allowed to have a life beyond the endless cycle of killing. He would be transferred from city, to city. Operating as a perfect obedient soldier, incapable of anymore free thought. Eventually he was met face to face with his old war buddies. But they were not his anymore. Because he had nothing anymore. He was a mindless drone to the endless universal union.

He was an OTA.

An absolute +Support. The back-story is nothing, but his roleplay makes up for it. I can't say anything more. I'll help him along in the Overwatch world with my Tactical Knowledge and such.