Byond ID: Emerald Blood
Marine Name (so we know who you are; if you play alien mostly, state that here): Nikki "Sapphire" Skye
Name/Designation of the Synth Character you’re requesting to use (Follows common naming rules, and requires a first name with no last name): Levi
Are you familiar with the Synthetic Programming and Guidelines (viewtopic.php?f=57&t=14417)?
Yep, made sure to read it a few times over.
Synthetic Character Story (An ADEQUATE description and story of your Synthetics actions and involvement in a previous mission onboard the Almayer):
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Levi closed the book with a quiet thud simultaneously as the USS Almayer's habitation modules hummed to life. It was the thirty-seventh time she read it, but space is vast and empty. She placed it on the cluttered desk she used to keep the many spare parts she had leftover from keeping the ship running while the human crew stayed in cryo-storage. She stood up and walked out into the empty hallways of the USS Almayer. The distant groaning of the cryo-return system and banter of Marines in the canteen were the only thing giving any indication that this day was different than all the others in deep space.
Levi swiped her ID to access the lavished room where the Commanding Officer sat at his desk, groggily pouring a cup of coffee into his flask. "Good morning, Commander. We have reached the gas cloud RS-74v3 after two years and seventy-nine days. USCM High Command Orders: Patrol the system in search for any smuggler hideouts. Commandeer any found bases," Levi said in a rather monotone, but noticeably feminine, voice. A deep sigh left the Commander, "Why do we get stuck travelling out to remote, empty parts of the galaxy. Thanks, Levi, I'll see you at the bridge in an hour." Levi gestured with a slight nod and then exited the quarters.
"Alright, let's move from H8 to F15 and well be done with the monotonous mission. And Levi, go perform some reactor maintenance or something, I told you I was fine." the Commander ordered while trying to keep her from attaching another sense to his arm. "Reactor systems are all nominal, sir, and I'm required to monitor you for any advancements of cardiovascular disease due to your interaction with cryo-sleep," Levi promptly replied while monitoring the many values floating across the screen. "Sir," chimes in one of the staff officers, "I'm picking up two small signatures a few hundred miles out on the starboard side and closing. ETA seven minutes." The Commander clears his voice and sits up in his chair and speaks in an assertive tone, "Attention unknown craft, this is the USS Almayer. You are in a restricted system. Turn on your identification systems and await instructions or you be assumed hostile."
Two minutes go by with nothing by suspense and silence. The Commander flexes his fingers nervously and speaks out, "I was hoping this was going to be an easy day. Fire the starboard ASATs." The ship blares to life as sirens blare on all decks. The Mk 33 ASAT Launch Systems shrike as the tubes unleash three Mk 21 Rapier IV torpedoes. A minute passes until Levi relays, "All three torpedoes have failed to lock. Suggested actions: fire a second salvo from the Mk 33 ASAT Launch Systems." The launch tubes unleashed the second salvo as the Commander gives the order. After another minute of suspense, a staff officer speaks up, "I think these have also-," the staff officer gets cut off by a roar as a wave of fire and shrapnel fly past the bridge windows. "Well done men and women! One more victory to the USS Almayer," exclaims the Commander jocundly. While cheers are emanating from the bridge crew, Levi addresses the Commander. "Commander, an explosion of that signature suggest that only one craft was hit. I would advise we scan for signs of the second craft." The Commander furrows his brow only for a few seconds before he is thrown to the ground as the whole ship creeks and tilts under the force of an impact.
The Commander coughs and reaches up to his chair to gain his balance, "What's hit us?!" Levi stands up unshaken, "The enemy ship has braced against our hull. I'm picking up a new radio frequency." Static plays over the speakers followed by, "Очистить!" An explosion rocks the ship as the outer hull of the ship is blasted inwards. The automated AI speakers blare, "Warning: Hull breach located in the starboard water pumps." Levi walks over to the doors of the bridge, "I shall go access the situation, sir. I advise you arm the crew and address the Marines on the current events." She left the bridge while the Commander reigns in control of the bridge.
The red light of alarms reflects off Levi's emotionless face as she navigates the scrap and debris littering the path. A few Marines traverse the halls; some help move their wounded companions to the medical ward while others rush to the armouries to prepare for the worst. Levi rounded down the stairs to the lower deck as a door slowly creaked open and split smoke into the hall. Three marines ran to take point around the door and shouted inside the doorway at who was inside. A burst of flames shot into the hall and engulfed the marines whole, their screams echoing down the halls. Two men in armour suits took point down the hall and shot the Marines dead. The metal faceplate of the assailant looks at Levi and raises their gun, firing off two shots. White circulation fluid and sparks fly backwards out of Levi as she is hit in the right shoulder and chest. An officer comes around the corner and orders them to cease fire in Russian.
"Вы, синтетические," barked the officer. Levi adjusts her sensors to pick up Russian as the Officers repeats, "I said you, Synthetic, do you understand me." Levi looks down to examines her wounds and assess the damage and replies to them, "Of course, I understand many languages." The two commandos raise their gun to be given the command to shoot. The officer speaks up, "You will bring us to the bridge of this ship. Order them to stand down or you all will be killed." Levi stood there for a second as one of the commandos urges to shoot her so they can move on but the officer reminded him they're all that remains and are heavily outnumbered. "Very well," stated Levi, "I will inform them." Levi began to say something over the radio to command; "Follow me," she beckoned, a white trail of circulation fluid in her wake.
They ran into a few Marines unfortunate enough to not hear the message, who were gunned down by the commandos on first sight. They reached the main doors of the bridge where Levi began to enter the passcode along with her ID to unlock the door. As the door began to open, the two commandos took point, ready to fire. Levi stepped aside as the doors open and smart gun fire shreds apart one of the commandos, the remaining commando and officer jumping against the walls to avoid the fire. Rage filled his eye and as he lifted his gun fired gun into Levi, painting the wall white behind her. Levi slowly slumped to the ground, a slight smile on her face. As the door closed from timeout, a Marine yells, "Get down!" The HE rocket buzzes down the hall towards the bridge door while the marines at the other end of the hall dive around the corner. A large explosion expands down the hall and the shockwave deafens those nearby.
Black marks coated the hall and the motors from the command door whine as they attempt to move. The Marines move up to the door and pry it open with the Command staff, kicking aside the dead bodies of the commandos. The Commander walks out to assess the situation. He views the charred husk that was left of Levi, a slight sadness passed over him. Although she was just a synthetic, he would miss the rather monotone banter she gave him and the crew. Although her message to avoid the halls whilst she lead the commandos into the trap, some brave men were still lost. The killed were given a ceremony and all the invaders had their bodies flushed into space to be forgotten. The boarding craft was blown off to dislodge it and the hole in ship sealed. The origin of the borders was never discovered in the ongoing patrol so the USS Almayer left the system to report the mission findings to High Command. As the habitation modules of the ship power down, the Commander is the last one to enter cryo-sleep, the paper for the repairs for the ship's Synthetic Unit already filled out.
I would like to mostly help the Commander, however, I'm very capable of helping any department in need of assistance. I tend to play my AI's as more emotionless, serious tone. I don't mind expressing a will to protect certain individuals and also can make small, sarcastic remarks.
Actual playstyle, I tend to play very directly as an AI. If you were dying on the floor, I'd just tell you that you're going to die. I am mostly a "Social Synth" and plan on spending most of my time interacting with the crew on the ship rather than be alone. I would have no problems having a direct order to kill a certain person, given a valid reason, or be told to leave someone to die, assuming the orders are from a valid authority. I would put my being over the lives of those who I am to take orders from as well as anyone I am told to keep safe. Left alone, I would have a harder time feeling a need to protect someone I was not "linked" to in some way. All that said, I have no plans to be a self-antag player, which I know some of that may come off as.
Overall, I will tend to stay to the more silicon side of the spectrum and make decisions without a moral guide but am able to express certain emotions to humans.
How familiar are you with support roles? (ie; Medical, MT, Science, SO)
I've done all of them over my time on the server. Medical is probably my strongest and followed by Engineering. I haven't done much of the new science but I've been poking into it and I'll be trying to learn the ins-and-outs more before I jump in as a synth. I've played all of the CIC roles and I know how everything runs for Staff Officers. Things not on the list, I've worked in cargo many times before and know how to help it run smoothly and if required. I've played plenty rounds of PO, both new and old, so I know how to keep gears flowing for transport. I could go on the ground to help a squad in need, though this is not what I plan to do most of the time. While not the job of a synth, I'm always aware of how marine law goes down as well as MP functions.
Why should we whitelist you?
I'm a big fan of AI roles, which I played a lot of on other servers. I'm big into the RP side of the server and always enjoy roles that let me add more role-play into a round. Outside of playing as a full AI core, I'd say synthetics would be my second favourite to role-play as. Also, being a mod to the server, I'm aware of all the rules and will be able to assess situations to make sure none are ever broken. Synth is a role I really look forward to playing so hopefully I can make the list!
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason (we will check, and lies may result in immediate denial)?
Nope
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
Nope, rarely ever play other servers anymore.
Do you understand that any player - donor or otherwise - can have their whitelist status revoked should they break our rules or the Synthetic Programming Guideline?
Obviously.
As for quirks and such, it may be a little harder to truly just explain. Overall, I'd say she would have Seriousness as her quirk. While a small joke can be made or a possible attempt to sympathise with a life form, Levi has no true emotions and would only act as such under a program. She is aware things like pain and death are generally bad for humans, but will never understand these emotions so will be unable to be capable of making emotion-based decisions a normal life form could make.
. But in all seriousness, thanks for taking the time to read my story and approving of everything, means a lot!
. Story was a decent read, whilst ive not seen them IC much, the few times i have, have seen to be a decent RP'er
