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[b]Out Of Character Section: How long have you been playing on serious roleplaying servers?: 6+ Years Do you understand the order-of-rank system similar to military, and are willing to take orders?: Yes Do you understand all rogue actions involving the CCA must be approved by a super-administrator?: Yes What is your timezone?: EST What is the goal of the CCA/MPF?: To protect civilized society, uphold socio-stability, and carry out the wishes and commands of the Benefactors and their subsidiaries. Why should we accept you for CCA/MPF?: I've played every role in the MPF, from RcT, to DvL, SeC, and UeD -- along with every single 'vanilla' divison. My favorite is Helix for the medical RP, followed by Judge -- I love a good investigation. Which divisions would you most be interested in?: Helix Character's Backstory (150 words minimal):[/b] [b]Anton Strasser is a former paramedic born in Stuttgart Germany, he was stripped of his job when the Universal Union conquered the world, and took up refuge in one of it’s many cities -- specifically that of Industrial Seventeen after he heard there was plentiful work there. He didn’t grow up very rich, and the poor conditions there -- plus the back-breaking work, managed to make the man revert to a more simpler kind of life. However, one can only stomach such a thing for so long -- and after hearing that the MPF/CCA offered a much better life than the one he was living, and that they might even be able to make use of his medical abilities. Well, that was an opportunity he couldn’t resist -- and off he went, writing his about his past experiences in hopes that it would give him a leg up. But who knows, as there could certainly be much more qualified candidates. [/b] [b]Give an RP example of how to RP as a Unit (20 Lines minimum):[/b] **MPF.C18-UNION.05.923 scratched the back of his mask as he idly tapped his stunstick on either of the citizens legs. <:: Spread eagle, citizen -- comply and this will be over before you know it ::> **The citizen fidgeted, but relented -- at least recognizing that the unit was right in that regard. He wasn't being very hostile, in fact, the unit who was conducting the search actually seemed quite reasonable. **MPF.C18-UNION.05.923 managed to get the ties around his wrists, and started to pat him down -- appearing muted as he worked. Nothing seemed out of the normal, until he reached something in the male’s right front thigh. **The outline vaguely resembled that of a knife, and the Union stepped back -- a deep inhale was heard from his vocoder; that was remiss of the growl of some feral beast. **Noticing this, the citizen looked a little confused -- tapping the front part of his boot against the wall as 923 slowly reached to re-draw his stunstick. “S-Something the.. m-matter, officer?” He hissed innocuously, sensing the tension in the air. **Clearly the male though he could be able to hide the object from the search, but now the jig was up -- and as he heard the sound of the stunstick being turned up to ‘HIGH’, he kicked back from the wall **Slamming into 923, he sent them both sprawling onto the pavement -- though the citizen was able to roll off him, albeit tied up, and began to sprint for his life. Barreling down the slanted street, below the rail-tracks **The unit was up on his feet a moment later, yelling into the radio on his mask as he holstered his stunstick and drew his pistol. They hadn’t a taser, so the lethal option aimed at somewhere nonlethal would have to work. **<:: Attention all on-duty units, Code 2, we have a 10-91 fleeing a search near the movie-theater! ::> He grunted as he gave chase, trying to both run and shoot at the same time was problematic, so instead he attempted to run as fast as the other man **It wasn’t terribly hard, seeing how the citizen was ziptied to begin with -- though he still sprinted like a madman. Turning corners so fast he nearly fell over, and moving at breakneck speed past the warehouses. **This proved to be a fatal mistake, however, as now he was running down a long stretch of road, and this allowed 923 to properly narrow his shots. One grazed the man’s calf, and that was more than enough to make him stumble -- falling over onto his side with a loud gasp of pain **Descending on the fallen male with the force of a thousand police brutalities, the unit gripped the runner’s collar -- raising the pistol to whip him across the jaw with it. There was a wet sort of crack, and a whimper- before the citizen crumpled to the ground .**923 waited there for a moment, panting, as backup arrived -- they hoised the unconscious male from the ground, throwing a bag over his head, and hauling him off to the nexus. While the unit simply rose, leaning on the wall to regain himself **<:: Unit 923. ::> Growled the OfC, who seemed to have materialized next to the drained servant of the UU; though she had actually arrived with the backup squad. <:: Y-Yes ma’am? ::> Yelped the unit rather quickly, snapping to a hasty salute -- and hoping she wasn’t about to put him on washing duty for wasting a bullet. **The OfC reached out -- and 923 winced, before robotically patting him on the shoulder -- like she had read a manual about how to show physical praise. <:: You have performed admirably, and are permitted two-hours break, if you wish. ::> **He let out a sigh of relief as her chilled digits left his shoulder- that woman scared the bejeezus out of him. <:: I’ll be f-fine, ma’am -- still haven’t..- ::> The unit swallowed, forcing the lump in his throat down. <:: Still haven’t completed my shift yet. No sense in w-wasting it. ::> **This granted him a very, very long stare by the senior unit -- before she nodded stiffly, and turned on her heel. <:: An admirable work ethic, 923 -- dismissed. ::> **Slinking back to his position before, like nothing happened -- 923 took a moment to realize he had forgot to breathe for a few seconds, and let out a loud, static gasp -- that caused a nearby CWU worker to jump **Once the unit re-assumed his duties in that lonesome spot, he was wholly convinced that it was the most exciting thing he had done all day. Infact..- **<:: Now here this units, 10-0, two 10-91d’s found in the industrial area -- 10-78 needed, ASAP. ::> Came the booming transmission as 923 turned his head around, seeing a group of strangely-dressed citizens fleeing from a factory -- weapon parts in-hand **It was going to be a long day. [b][i]Situations _______________________________________[/i] Situation #1: Unit #65032, your best friend since you joined the CCA together, has been rejecting his metropolice rations, not consuming them regularly. He says this is to allow him to be more capable in the field but you notice his hands shaking and his strength weakening. What do you do? Do you mention this to High-Command?: Yes, I do. It is a duty as a servant of the Union to report this -- Unit #65032 is clearly displaying 10-103M tendencies, and no matter my personal connection to him, the Union comes first. Situation #2: Units #79275, #59278, and you(#95273) are initiating patrol around the outskirts of the town, D1, D2, and D3 as per DvL instruction. Give an in-character radio of what you will announce to the active police force to make them aware of your activity: <:: Units #79275, #59278, and #95273 are forming PT-1 and commencing 10-50 is D1, D2, and D3. 10-8. ::> Situation #3: An Irish citizen, height 5'2" and weight 120lbs approaches you with a sickly stature. He says that he has not been given enough rations and quite loudly demands for more. What do you do?: I politely tell the citizen to calm himself, and that if he does not, I will take actions to stop him from disrupting the socio-stability. Once he has calmed down, I explain that rations cannot be handed out when not at distribution time, and that he will have to wait like everyone else. [i]In-Character Application:[/i] _______________________________________ Full Name: Anton Hermenegild Strasser Other Aliases: N/A C.I.D. Number: #25093 Date Of Arrival To The City: Unsure Residence: Apartment Blocks/Street WANTED Y/N: N Verdict Points: 0 Violations made: 0 Loyalty Points: 0 C.W.U. Y/N: N C.W.U. Rank: N/A Birth Date: 1984 Sex: Male Allergies: N/A Blood type: AB+ Medical Condition(s): N/A Mental Status: Sane Have you ever been detained before?: No Are you in regular consumption of rations?: Yes Will you remain loyal and faithful to the Union?: Yes Why do you wish to join the Combine Civil Authority?: I wish to live a better life and to properly serve all those in the Union with my abilities as a paramedic. Hopefully able to save both the lives of my comrades, and citizens as well. Do you understand that if you are blackmarked three times or commit crimes against your Union, your family and then you will be executed publicly for treason?: Yes, completely.[/b]

Out Of Character Section:

How long have you been playing on serious roleplaying servers?: 6+ Years

Do you understand the order-of-rank system similar to military, and are willing to take orders?: Yes

Do you understand all rogue actions involving the CCA must be approved by a super-administrator?: Yes

What is your timezone?: EST

What is the goal of the CCA/MPF?: To protect civilized society, uphold socio-stability, and carry out the wishes and commands of the Benefactors and their subsidiaries.

Why should we accept you for CCA/MPF?: I've played every role in the MPF, from RcT, to DvL, SeC, and UeD -- along with every single 'vanilla' divison. My favorite is Helix for the medical RP, followed by Judge -- I love a good investigation.

Which divisions would you most be interested in?: Helix

Character's Backstory (150 words minimal):
Anton Strasser is a former paramedic born in Stuttgart Germany, he was stripped of his job when the Universal Union conquered the world, and took up refuge in one of it’s many cities -- specifically that of Industrial Seventeen after he heard there was plentiful work there. He didn’t grow up very rich, and the poor conditions there -- plus the back-breaking work, managed to make the man revert to a more simpler kind of life. However, one can only stomach such a thing for so long -- and after hearing that the MPF/CCA offered a much better life than the one he was living, and that they might even be able to make use of his medical abilities. Well, that was an opportunity he couldn’t resist -- and off he went, writing his about his past experiences in hopes that it would give him a leg up. But who knows, as there could certainly be much more qualified candidates.

Give an RP example of how to RP as a Unit (20 Lines minimum):
**MPF.C18-UNION.05.923 scratched the back of his mask as he idly tapped his stunstick on either of the citizens legs. <:: Spread eagle, citizen -- comply and this will be over before you know it ::>
**The citizen fidgeted, but relented -- at least recognizing that the unit was right in that regard. He wasn't being very hostile, in fact, the unit who was conducting the search actually seemed quite reasonable.
**MPF.C18-UNION.05.923 managed to get the ties around his wrists, and started to pat him down -- appearing muted as he worked. Nothing seemed out of the normal, until he reached something in the male’s right front thigh.
**The outline vaguely resembled that of a knife, and the Union stepped back -- a deep inhale was heard from his vocoder; that was remiss of the growl of some feral beast.
**Noticing this, the citizen looked a little confused -- tapping the front part of his boot against the wall as 923 slowly reached to re-draw his stunstick. “S-Something the.. m-matter, officer?” He hissed innocuously, sensing the tension in the air.
**Clearly the male though he could be able to hide the object from the search, but now the jig was up -- and as he heard the sound of the stunstick being turned up to ‘HIGH’, he kicked back from the wall
**Slamming into 923, he sent them both sprawling onto the pavement -- though the citizen was able to roll off him, albeit tied up, and began to sprint for his life. Barreling down the slanted street, below the rail-tracks
**The unit was up on his feet a moment later, yelling into the radio on his mask as he holstered his stunstick and drew his pistol. They hadn’t a taser, so the lethal option aimed at somewhere nonlethal would have to work.
**<:: Attention all on-duty units, Code 2, we have a 10-91 fleeing a search near the movie-theater! ::> He grunted as he gave chase, trying to both run and shoot at the same time was problematic, so instead he attempted to run as fast as the other man
**It wasn’t terribly hard, seeing how the citizen was ziptied to begin with -- though he still sprinted like a madman. Turning corners so fast he nearly fell over, and moving at breakneck speed past the warehouses.
**This proved to be a fatal mistake, however, as now he was running down a long stretch of road, and this allowed 923 to properly narrow his shots. One grazed the man’s calf, and that was more than enough to make him stumble -- falling over onto his side with a loud gasp of pain
**Descending on the fallen male with the force of a thousand police brutalities, the unit gripped the runner’s collar -- raising the pistol to whip him across the jaw with it. There was a wet sort of crack, and a whimper- before the citizen crumpled to the ground
.**923 waited there for a moment, panting, as backup arrived -- they hoised the unconscious male from the ground, throwing a bag over his head, and hauling him off to the nexus. While the unit simply rose, leaning on the wall to regain himself
**<:: Unit 923. ::> Growled the OfC, who seemed to have materialized next to the drained servant of the UU; though she had actually arrived with the backup squad. <:: Y-Yes ma’am? ::> Yelped the unit rather quickly, snapping to a hasty salute -- and hoping she wasn’t about to put him on washing duty for wasting a bullet.
**The OfC reached out -- and 923 winced, before robotically patting him on the shoulder -- like she had read a manual about how to show physical praise. <:: You have performed admirably, and are permitted two-hours break, if you wish. ::>
**He let out a sigh of relief as her chilled digits left his shoulder- that woman scared the bejeezus out of him. <:: I’ll be f-fine, ma’am -- still haven’t..- ::> The unit swallowed, forcing the lump in his throat down. <:: Still haven’t completed my shift yet. No sense in w-wasting it. ::>
**This granted him a very, very long stare by the senior unit -- before she nodded stiffly, and turned on her heel. <:: An admirable work ethic, 923 -- dismissed. ::>
**Slinking back to his position before, like nothing happened -- 923 took a moment to realize he had forgot to breathe for a few seconds, and let out a loud, static gasp -- that caused a nearby CWU worker to jump
**Once the unit re-assumed his duties in that lonesome spot, he was wholly convinced that it was the most exciting thing he had done all day. Infact..-
**<:: Now here this units, 10-0, two 10-91d’s found in the industrial area -- 10-78 needed, ASAP. ::> Came the booming transmission as 923 turned his head around, seeing a group of strangely-dressed citizens fleeing from a factory -- weapon parts in-hand
**It was going to be a long day.
Situations
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Situation #1:
Unit #65032, your best friend since you joined the CCA together, has been rejecting his metropolice rations, not consuming them regularly. He says this is to allow him to be more capable in the field but you notice his hands shaking and his strength weakening. What do you do? Do you mention this to High-Command?: Yes, I do. It is a duty as a servant of the Union to report this -- Unit #65032 is clearly displaying 10-103M tendencies, and no matter my personal connection to him, the Union comes first.

Situation #2:
Units #79275, #59278, and you(#95273) are initiating patrol around the outskirts of the town, D1, D2, and D3 as per DvL instruction. Give an in-character radio of what you will announce to the active police force to make them aware of your activity: <:: Units #79275, #59278, and #95273 are forming PT-1 and commencing 10-50 is D1, D2, and D3. 10-8. ::>

Situation #3:
An Irish citizen, height 5'2" and weight 120lbs approaches you with a sickly stature. He says that he has not been given enough rations and quite loudly demands for more. What do you do?: I politely tell the citizen to calm himself, and that if he does not, I will take actions to stop him from disrupting the socio-stability. Once he has calmed down, I explain that rations cannot be handed out when not at distribution time, and that he will have to wait like everyone else.

In-Character Application:
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Full Name: Anton Hermenegild Strasser

Other Aliases: N/A
C.I.D. Number: #25093
Date Of Arrival To The City: Unsure
Residence: Apartment Blocks/Street
WANTED Y/N: N
Verdict Points: 0
Violations made: 0
Loyalty Points: 0
C.W.U. Y/N: N
C.W.U. Rank: N/A
Birth Date: 1984
Sex: Male
Allergies: N/A
Blood type: AB+
Medical Condition(s): N/A
Mental Status: Sane

Have you ever been detained before?: No

Are you in regular consumption of rations?: Yes

Will you remain loyal and faithful to the Union?: Yes

Why do you wish to join the Combine Civil Authority?: I wish to live a better life and to properly serve all those in the Union with my abilities as a paramedic. Hopefully able to save both the lives of my comrades, and citizens as well.

Do you understand that if you are blackmarked three times or commit crimes against your Union, your family and then you will be executed publicly for treason?: Yes, completely.

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