Byond ID: Steelpoint
Marine Name: Alan Bentway
Name of the character you want whitelisted: Kwei Ikthya-de (Sly Umbra)
Are you familiar with the Predator Code Of Honor?
I am.
Character background:
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The earliest days of Kwei Ikthya-de's life were unremarkable, and to any observer would be considered a standard upbringing for a Yautja. Kwei had a preference for his wrist blades but was otherwise a balanced fighter, his demeanor was akin to most Yautja of his age, aggressive, violent and wanting to prove himself, thought he struggled to hold his eagerness back. On what was meant to be Kwei's first true hunt, to become a Young Blooded Yautja, swiftly would turn into a living nightmare.
Kwei, ten of his fellow unblooded equals, and a Blooded superior, left on a scout ship to a chosen hunting ground. The planet was stormy, wet and covered in an never ending jungle, it was a low quality hunting world, but it was the best the group could make a claim for. This fact was lost on the Unblooded Predators, as they were eager for their first hunt irrespective of the locale. Thus began their hunt, which was almost immediately beset by tragedy.
The unblooded rushed out of the vessel, and as is tradition a assortment of weaponry and equipment was ejected from the craft a good distance away. The unblooded scrambled to get their holding as they rushed to acquire whatever items they could lay their hands on. Kwei was fortunate to acquire a wrist blade amongst the melee. This victory was short lived as suddenly the group was beset upon by a pack of xenomorphs! The Blooded leader miscalculated their scouting intelligence and accidently put the ship in an extremely close proximity to an undetected xenomorph hive. The unblooded, caught utterly by surprise and still in the process of fighting over their gear, were overwhelmed by the xenomorphs!
The close quarters of the fight made it difficult for Kwei to get his bearings, as the roar of the battle raged, explosions could be felt as a unblooded was firing their plasmacaster, hitting predator and xenomorph alike in his panic. Kwei began swinging his wrist blades around in anger and desperation, any sense of skill and precision being thrown aside. Suddenly a near hit from the plasmacaster sent Kwei hurling to the ground, with Kwei being able to cushion the fall with his gauntlets. The battle was cut short when one of the Predators activated their self-destruct gauntlet, while the explosion was minor, it utterly tore apart the besieged Predators, killing most of them and a good portion of the xenomorphs. Kwei, knocked into a daze and unable to stand, could only watch as his Blooded superior was fighting on, despite having lost an arm and leg. In a final desperate attempt to preserve some honor, Kwei tried to activate his gauntlets self destruct system, but the fall from earlier, and the recent explosion, had damaged his wrist computer beyond repair, leaving him utterly at the mercy of the xenomorphs as they began to drag him away.
Kwei expected the ultimate shame to befall him and his clan, to be impregnated with a abomination and to die a agonising death. Kwei roared, and struggled, and screamed. Yet as Kwei was left to ponder his fate, and his temper began to fade, this fate seemed to never arrive. As minutes turned to hours countless xenomorphs would enter and leave the holding room he was in, yet at no point did a facehugger arrive. His thoughts of dishonor gave way to curiosity, then to quiet contemplation. Kwei began to notice that his captors looked... different than what he expected, instead of being dark, and sleek they appeared old and worn. Eventually Kwei was forced out of his confinement and was moved to a new chamber... the breeding chamber. Once again expecting oblivion, he saw nothing, nothing except the dried husks of long decayed eggs and facehuggers. As Kwei was affixed to another nest he finally realized what was going on, this hive had no Queen, no way of reproducing...
Emboldened by this realization, the hope of survival, and even the potential for honor, grew within Kwei. While the Predators earlier were overrun, this only occurred as the group were caught completely by surprise, unequipped and right in the middle of a melee. This time, Kwei would be prepared and ready, and despite appearances these xenomorphs appeared to be less hardy as their more common, healthier, counterparts.
After a long delay, the xenomorphs returned and began to escort him out of the room. Kwei sprung his trap, using all his bodily strength he pushed the xenomorph in front of him out of the briefing chamber, he then withdrew one of the two blades from his wrist blades holster and smashed it into the deteriorating entrance, this successfully caused a collapse and sealed off the breeding chamber, isolating him from the hive, but leaving him trapped with an angry xenomorph.
Because his wristblade was damaged, lacked one blade, and the upper part of the blade was blunted by acid from the earlier battle, Kwei was forced to withdraw the blade and employ it akin to a makeshift knife. The two titans engaged in a bloody melee, while the xenomorph was weak, it was nonetheless a powerful opponent for a untested Yautja like Kwei, despite the ferocity of the xenomorph, Kwei come out on top and had defeated the serpent, culminated with a direct stabbing thrust beneath the creature's head.
With victory attained, Kwei began the process of exfiltrating the hive. It appeared fortune favoured the bold as the deteriorating conditions of the hive allowed Kwei an immediate exit of the hive within the breeding chamber itself.
Kwei returned to the scout ship, the sole survivor. The navi-computer was set to automatically return to the mothership. Kwei had, against all odds, defeated a xenomorph, which he was not prepared to encounter, escaped from the depths of a hive, and had emerged the sole survivor of an expedition that had claimed eleven of his brothers. Yet he had allowed himself to be captured, and had it not been for good fortune he would've been infected with an abomination.
Unsure of his future, Kwei set forth to return home. Having found a new sense of respect for the intense desire for the xenomorphs to survive at all costs, and a new found sense of calm within himself. No longer angry and violent, he felt calm, for the first time in a long time.
My playstyle would be somewhat simple but also relatively lore accurate, after establishing some form of fall back location I would begin to scour the battlezone in an attempt to locate and begin tracking prey that is worth my time. I would only hunt the faction that is currently in the position of strength, I have no interest in hunting the losing side. If the stronger side is in doubt, I would observe and wait to see which side gains the advantage. In terms of prey to hunt, I would just as wantingly engaging a group of worthy prey as I would a singular prey. The greater the risk, the greater the glory! But the risk must be tempered, and realistic.
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Because Xenomorphs are a highly dangerous foe who are linked to a homogeneous hivemind, I would simply scout their exterior lines and attempt to find either individual or groups of xenomorphs that would be worthy prey to hunt, I would not expend much effort in probing the xenomorphs such as from roaring, simply because they are not as affected by these tactics. I would never engage in any form of alliance with the Xenomorphs outside of the coincidental act of hunting their enemy, the Humans. If the hive is destined to die, then the strain was impure.
Xenomorphs would be my preferred faction to hunt.
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Humans are a varied species, many are weak and frail, but some are strong and determined. Probing tactics can prove very effective on Humans, culling the weak and moronic into hiding whereas provoking the strong or foolhardy into honorable engagement, probing tactics would involve acts such as observing from a distance, engaging in 'near hit' attacks, and otherwise aggravating the Humans in an attempt to find worthy prey. Groups of Humans are a major threat, but tactics can be employed to thin the herd, traps, near hits, false leads and similar can serve to divide a group of humans. However brute force can also be a effective tool, and a blind charge into a group of worthy Humans can cause chaos and disorganization. Risky, but again, the greater the risk the greater the glory.
Individual Humans who have proven to be of strong stock, either by honorably engaging me in combat AND proving to be of good fighting form, or those who have performed extraordinarily well in surviving AND fighting the Xenomorphs against all odds, may be worth in assisting them in their survival (Would be rare act, person must be really on par with a Predator to be worthy of such a honor). These 'alliances' would only extend so long as the Human continues to prove their strength in their desire to survive, and the alliance would terminate once either the Human loses the will to survive, they desire to fight on by themselves (which may warrant a 'gift' to be offered to them) or they reach safety. Outside of extraordinary circumstances I would not engage in any deeper alliance with the Humans. The Human Soldiers are prey to hunt, not equals, unless proven otherwise...
(Minor note, if I do Self Destruct I would likely set up a macro to warn players I am about to do so (Unknown begins manipulating their wrist mounted controller! It begins to beep meanincingly!), unless I am literally surrounded by ten xenomorphs I would like to warn people I am about to explode)
Why should we whitelist you?
I'm not one to toot my own horn, but I believe I have what it takes to hold myself to a higher standard of roleplay, in addition I have proven to be reliable in uncommon events to act to a higher standard, from being a UPP commanders body guard to a humble CLF foot soldier trying to survive a three way war.
I admit I sometimes get distraught in dead chat, but dead chat is intended as a salt mine.
As a Predator I would not seek ultimate victory and to crush all, my aim would be to engage in meaningful and enjoyable gameplay, not unfairly murdering someone for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason?
No.
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
No.
Do you understand that any player - donor or otherwise - can have their whitelist status revoked should they break our rules or disobey the Predator Code of Honor?
I understand, and would expect it.
Joakim 'Mook Sundberg some meme aka BIG DOG.
Bakuub R'ka some pred.
