Byond ID
RavingManiac
Marine Names
Fumo Abato/Smoke Carter/Nehemiah Coates
Name/Designation of the Synth Character you’re requesting to use
Jeff
Are you familiar with the Synthetic Programming and Guidelines?
Yep
Synthetic Character Story
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"Unit status: online."
"Right, now...I'll call you Jeff. Do you like that name, Jeff?"
"Understood, Commander. My name is now: Jeff."
"Hm, try to be a bit more...human. And more chipper. I don't want to be giving orders to a goddam toaster."
"Yessir. I will try to act more human and cheerful. Is this suffic-"
"More chipper."
"Aye aye, sir. Does this work, or-"
"More."
"GOTCHA, SAH! I'M FEELING GOOOOOOOD TODA-"
"Dammit, less. Less! This...is going to take a while."
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"You're looking pretty rough, buddy. Need some help?"
The man lying on the floor does not respond. His eyes remain wide-open, staring upwards at the ceiling. Blood slowly trickles out of the corner of his gaping mouth. His chest heaves, and a faint gurgling sound emanates from somewhere in his throat.
"Right, I'll have you patched up lickety-split! Now hold still."
Jeff, kneeling on the floor, opens the first-aid kit. A single bandage remains. He unrolls it slowly, and begins tying it around the man's left leg stump.
Somewhere down the darkened hallway, screaming and gunfire starts, then abruptly stops.
Jeff finishes tying the tourniquet and inspects the man. With the leg stump sealed, bleeding has been reduced by 34%. A positive result.
Suddenly, the man seizes up, his outstretched hand reaching towards Jeff. Then, he falls limp, his eyes dead and lifeless.
Jeff inspects the man's corpse. No pulse or breathing present. He stands up and scans the area.
The single working light tube on the ceiling flickers, illuminating snapshots of his small section of the hallway. Around him, a dozen people lie dead or dying. Bullet holes and red splatters cover the walls. Blood has pooled across the floor, flowing around bodies, guns, limbs and shell casings. Someone cries out for his mother.
Jeff walks over to the closest living human, slumped against a wall. This one is partially disembowelled, but conscious. Straining with the effort, she turns her head look at him, her eyes pleading.
"You're looking pretty rough, buddy. Need some help?"
How do you intend to play your Synth?
The potential in a Synth character lies in showcasing the inhuman, emotionless detachment possessed by what is essentially a machine dressed as a human being. In situations where anyone would be terrified, angry, joyful or grieving, the Synth simply... doesn't react. It maintains the same calm, cheery expression and manner whether it's a routine patrol, or the ship being overrun by abominations.
I would play the Synth mostly in a command-advisor role, filling in gaps in other support roles as needed.
How familiar are you with support roles? (ie; Medical, MT, Science, SO)
I've played all the support roles, but mostly SO.
Why should we whitelist you?
I used to play on Baystation, and find roleplaying to be pretty fun. I also like to think that I can write.
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason (we will check, and lies may result in immediate denial)?
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 the Synthetic Programming Guideline?
I understand