Byond ID: yung bruh
Marine Name (so we know who you are; if you play alien mostly, state that here): Yuri 'Cherno' Balkova
Name/Designation of the Synth Character you’re requesting to use (Follows common naming rules, and requires a first name with no last name): Hugo.
Examples of acceptable names: James, Mason, Xavier, Felix, Otto, Allan, Jessica
Examples of unacceptable names: Obama, Jesus, King, Dragon, Godly, Snyper, Circuits
Are you familiar with the Synthetic Programming and Guidelines (
viewtopic.php?f=57&t=14417): Yes, I have read them over. I am slowly trying to become familiar with specifics but working towards mastering it.
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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Subject: USCM Mecha Division: Synthetic Assistant Placement Raffle
To: USS Almayer Command
Salutations,
Congratulations, you have won the USCM Mecha Division Synthetic Placement Raffle. We are thrilled to have the newest state of the art Synthetic Beings developed and sponsored by Weyland-Yutani Corp © you have been honored by chance to receive our latest model and type. Your model will be delivered via Requisitions and with a contract and release form that must be signed by your Liason on board your ship. We wish you a productive and profitable day.
James Keen,
Mecha Division Head.
The Life of Hugo Begins
A long day of work from the Mecha Division on Earth. They rejoice with cheer and laughter while enjoying the spirits and beverages to chill the hard working minds and a long day's work. They had just finished the newest and the finest model they have so far. James Keen picks up his small spoon and clinks it multiple times making a sharp noise to grab the attention of the people. They all turn attention to James, he cracks his knuckles and looks up into the crowd with a smile. James inhales deeply and says "My friends, today is a very special day I tell you. We have broken through with our doubts and lack of hard work, but we've created a beautiful model and being to add to our hard working family to aide humanity. I present to you our dearest creation 'Hugo.'" The clapping and cheering is thrown at James as he grins with a shining glistening smile. He steps off the stage to retreat to his quarters. He sits down and stares at the ceiling thinking of his great achievement. He then falls asleep into the pitch black abyss of the unknown. The next morning James wakes up prepared for the shipping of his creation. He walks down the spotless pearly hallway as the doors hiss and retract back into the wall where he meets his team. He steps ontop of his desk in front of the others and says "My dearest colleagues, it is time for what we have been waiting for."
He steps off his desk and proceeds into a dark room with a table in the middle, the footsteps of multiple people following him making a "click" sound at each pace. He steps into the room flicking the light on as he moves closer to the table lifting a white sheet off the figure. He looks at the fleshy figure in the white gowns of a medical patient. The figure lifts itself up in a sharp motion and shortly turns to James and says "Hello, I am Hugo." James clenches his first over his mouth in an astonished look. The others behind him clap as James fills the room with his glistening smile. James would then say "Hugo, it is time to transport you to another place where you will be assigned your duties." Hugo would slowly lay down making a whirring sound saying "Of course, sir." He would lie down his eyes wide open as they would begin to cover Hugo in a plastic wrap and begin to seal it with a vacuum tube. They would move Hugo into a metal frame and slide him into it hooking the bag into it. They move the metal frame into a large wooden box and seal it with screws. The technician would come in a powerloader and pick up the box and load it into a small cargo ship. Soon after the team would wait in the dock as the ship whirs up. They watch their creation being sent away as they look down in a form of respect. The ship departs briefly into the abyss of space.
The Mission
The small cargoship makes a journey through space as they locate the USS Almayer. The pilot in the cockpit presses a few buttons and flicks a few switches as they speak into their headset saying "This is WY Vessel Athena, come in USS Almayer Actual." The comms are quiet for a second as the transponder blinks "000" The channel flares up with a response of "This is USS Almayer Actual, state your business civillian aircraft, over." The pilot sighs as he then speaks into his headset once again saying "This is Athena, we're bringing in a delivery from the Corporation, it's very important." The channel is silent for a few moments with static as the channel then cuts with static and then harshly says "Copy, please bring the delivery into the port." The pilot moves his hands flicking switches rapidly saying "WILCO, moving into deliver. Athena out." The pilot moves the ship into the umbilical port of the Requisitions bay as he unloads the box into the delivery shute. He then clears it off as he gets back into the craft and disconnects leaving the ship and the surrounding area. The box comes up to the Requisitions Bay as the Requisitions Officer scans the barcode and looks at his PDA showing the manifest and mumbles. He then begins to place it onto a relatively small cart but manages to push it to the stairs and moves down the aft hallway to the CIC. He drops the box off as he storms off speaking into his headset informing the the Command Center. The Commander briefly steps out of his post and goes outside bringing the box into the CIC. The Lieutenants along with the Lieutenant Command gather around the box and glare at it. The Commander with a cigar in his mouth grumbles saying "Well, get me a damn crowbar, yeah?" The Commander is handed a crowbar as he proceeds to open the box seeing the hooked bag holding Hugo inside. The Command Staff look inside astonished as the Commander would then say "Well I'll be damned, I haven't been this surprised since Bob Shoe shaved his damn head. I read one of 'em email thingies but I'm not about that fancy-shmancy technology boys." The Command staff would carefully take out the Synth placing him onto the table beside the Commander's box. They would open it slowly with a knife as Hugo would sharply lift up stepping off the table.
The Assignment
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Hugo: "Hello, I am Hugo. Here to serve you to all your needs, sir."
Commander Green: Well howdy, Hugo. Welcome to the USS Almayer. I hope you enjoy your stay here for your assignment.
Hugo: "Of course, sir. I am here to assist. With that being said, how may I assist you, sir?"
Commander Green: No need to get you working the second you get aboard my ship, Hugo.
Hugo: Of course, sir. I will be awaiting your needs and directives.
Commander Green: I have a few questions about you, Hugo. It is very interesting to have you in my presence.
Hugo: Of course, sir. I will try my hardest to answer your questions.
Commander Green: So, what are you exactly, Hugo?
Hugo: I am a synthetic being, here to assist you here, sir.
Commander Green: I see, do you feel pain or emotion?
Hugo: I do not feel pain nor do I feel emotion, but I do understand it and can feel it to some extent, but not to where it can impact me.
Commander Green: I see. Fortunately Hugo I have a task for you that I need done.
Hugo: Of course, sir. How may I help?
Commander Green: Well, Hugo. I need a few things delivered. Can you do that?
Hugo: Of course, sir. What do you need delivered?
Commander Green: I will need some coffee, a cane from my quarters my knees are becoming weak, and...that is it, thank you.
Hugo would walk to the Captain's quarters as he would open the door slowly entering observing the surroundings for a good few seconds. He would then proceed to the Captain's room where he would enter and walk to his desk retrieving his cane slowly. He carefully picks it up carrying it on his right hand. He leaves the room retreating into the CIC where he would enter the Commander's booth placing it onto the table saying "Here you are, I will now retrieve your hot beverage, would you like it with cream and sugar?
Commander Green: No, I like it black.
Hugo: Of course, sir.
Serving Man
Hugo would scurry off to the corner where the table is grabbing a warm french press. He would place the coffee inside the press pushing down as he would fill it with warm water from the heater. He would take the hot water placing it into the press waiting for the coffee to steep. He waits patiently for a few minutes before picking the pitch-black steaming cup of coffee pouring it into a white mug with the W-Y Logo on it. Hugo would then wait in the hallway as the Commander would then say "Hugo, go to the medbay, they need some assistance and they are short staffed.
Hugo nodded and walked down the aft hallway to the ladder where he would walk to the medical bay. He enters and sees a small line of wounded marines. He steps into the lobby and approaches the Chief Medical Officer saying "Hello, I am Hugo. I am here to assist you in any needs possible." The CMO doesn't look at Yuri continuing his work but he shortly says "Very well, name is Rob. Go ahead and start administering first-aid to those who are awaiting scans and operations." Hugo would nod as he proceeded to the medical storage grabbing a medical belt filled with meds and an advanced first-aid kit. Yuri would see a marine coughing loudly and gasping for air. He would place his cold fleshy hand on his chest observing him. He would then say "Don't worry, my name is Hugo. I am here to assist you." Hugo would take out a autoinjector of Dexelin Plus placing it over his cubital vein he would press down onto the injector as the man would cease gasping. He would remove his headress of bandages and begin to clean it with disinfectant spray and smearing bioglue over the damaged tissue. He covers the burns with regenerative membrane and dresses it with a clean band of gauze. Hugo stands up closing his kid as he would then say "You should be fine until your operation, I wish you the best." Hugo would move onto the next marine who would be lying on the ground with a large band of gauze over his chest. The man would groan as Hugo would lift his health-scanner to his chest pressing the trigger as it would emit a blue beam of light onto his chest. Hugo would see the readings of brute and internal bleeding. He would scurry through his belt finding his hypospray with Quik-Clot as he would inject it into the man. He would remove the dirty gauze band and see the infected flesh. He would put disinfectant spray over the wounds re-bandaging it with new gauze to avoid necrotic skin. He would stand up turning to the CMO saying "Is there anything else you need, sir?" The CMO very busily scurrying through the options on the vendor would say "I require one more thing, please get to OR1, I need a fracture from a marine fixed." Hugo would nod saying "Of course, sir." Hugo would walk to the operating room slowly. He would pick up the surgical tools seeing that the man is already under anesthetics. He would grab the scalpel carefully making an incision around the marked line of the chest he would clamp the incision open with the hemostats and then slowly begin to retract the incision with the retractor. He would slowly pick the fractured rib and rub bone-gel onto it. He would then place the bone-gel onto the snapped area of the rib. He would hold it in place carefully until stiff and still. He would then take his hand away applying more bone-gel to the bottom and the top of it. He would then remove the clamps and put the bone-setter onto the edges of the snapped rib onto the ribcage. Hugo would slowly place the bone-setter down as he would slowly close the wound and cauterize it with the bovie pen.
How do you intend to play your Synth (as in, describe HOW you will act/play your Synth and what support roles you’ll mainly focus on, what is your synthetics quirk)? Hugo is a caring synthetic being. He wishes to help anybody and always have his objective of serving man and assisting those who care for him. He also wishes to observe the actions of the humans he works with so he can attempt to imitate those actions to fit in with those humans. Hugo in overall is a caring and loving assistant who can always be there to assist and comfort you whether it is when the SD is about to explode in two minutes or when you needed that extra help.
How familiar are you with support roles? (ie; Medical, MT, Science, SO) I am familiar with all roles. I am still learning the concepts of science however, other than that I am familiar with most support roles. I play more support roles than marine roles.
Why should we whitelist you?
I am trying to expand my roleplay experience on this server and build up a good reputation. I like to help out and be friendly and have some fun in the server. I play support roles more than anything else on the server and I really feel like I could fit this role even though I may not be well known or super known here. I am here to play and help out. I have no intentions of messing around in a foolish way but to help improve passive roleplay and make some rounds fun. I also wish to assist the Commander and other head's of departments in multiple roles and roleplay in any way I can as the synthetic being.
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason (we will check, and lies may result in immediate denial)?
I first started playing SS13 itself about a month ago and I was banned about a month ago for EORG. The ban was cleared up and lifted after I spoke with the admin.
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
Just paradise, they have a strict permanent ban policy for all bans when I self antagonized as a atmospheric technician about a month ago.
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? Yes, of course. I am no special snowflake.
