Byond ID:
Killjaden
Marine Name (so we know who you are; if you play alien mostly, state that here):
Jayden 'Support' Morales
Name of the character you want whitelisted (The name your predator will use. This must match your in-game predator name):
Serth'Neta
Are you familiar with the Predator Code Of Honor?
Yes, I have read and understand them. Also you have to fix the url for this one guys! I fixed it in my post but the standard template uses the old forum link instead of cm-ss13.com
Character background (An ADEQUATE description and story of your predators background):
I ended up writing two, first one is more based around the Predator.
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On this day, it was time for Serth’Neta and his group of unbloodied Yautja to earn a trophy. Earn their blood and the title that comes with it.
Serth’Neta was a little under the average size for a Yautja. Someone who focused on their training, But someone who’s been bulied by those that were taller than him. As if his Physical height already doomed him. Due to the fact that those taller unblooded looked down upon him, Serth’Neta became a lone wolf. Nobody ever asked him for a sparring match. Nobody asked him to join their entertainment games. He never thought of it as bad. Oh no, it was perfect for him. He had much more time to focus on the upcoming challenge.
Finally the important day in his life came. The Yautja vessel flew through the air. Dropping pods onto the hunting ground. No high quality gear for those unblooded. But it was more than enough to get the job done after all.
Most of the Yautja were picking fights over equipment and weaponry. While Serth’Neta wasn’t interested in that. All he managed to get was plate armor, covering half of his chest as well as an ancient sword.
At this pont everyone already entered the temple to find the real challenge. Serpents to kill. Trophy’s to take. Serth’Neta was one of the last unblooded to enter the temple.
It took him quite a while to get used to the smell and the moist ground around him. He was told that Resin would be just about everywhere, but standing on it for real was something a unique feeling.
As he kept venturing on inside, He stumbled upon a fellow unblooded Yautja. Covered in sizzling blood, And his own blood. This one wasn’t moving… He was impaled with the sharp tail of a serpent. Though it was only the sharp tip of that serpent tail. The body of the serpent was no where in sight.
He was distracted. A fellow Yautja died after all. But he had no time to mourn. A loud hiss brought him back to his senses, at this point it was too late to do anything about it. A serpent pounced right ontop of him. Part of it’s tail missing as expected. Dripping with the corrosive blood.
Serth’Neta now on the ground, with a Serpent right ontop of him, it’s claws digging into his left shoulder. While his right shoulder was luckily covered in plate. Scratches left along it. His blood dripping down his left shoulder, while that serpent snapped it’s jaw towards his face.
Barely managing to keep it away from him. No chance to reach for his sword. No time. With all his might he threw the worthy serpent off of him. Right over his head. A loud cracking noise echoed through the hallway of the temple. The loud hissing followed as the Serpent was in pain. Not much time he had now. With his sword in his hand, the unblooded Serth’Neta rammed it right down into the open mouth of the serpent. However that did not do the job. And his sword was slowly melting away from the serpents blood.
One hand around the neck of the serpent to raise it’s body up and twist it’s head with his bare hands. The loud cracking noises of chitin getting louder. A gruesome melody. Till the exoskeleton of the serpent finally gave in. Serth’Nerta holding the bare head of the serpent, removed from it’s body. The serpents body ocassionally moving like it was being electrified. Greein sizzling blood spewing from it’s lifeless body.
Worthy prey in his hands. Though he had no interest in the main body, only the preys head.
The proud Yautja made his way to exit the temple and present his trophy to the others. However he did recover the dead Yautja as well.
At the end he received his gear and set of armor. Finally a bloodied Yautja. All the training and pain showed results. Serth’Neta decided to keep the plate armour he used in the temple. It saved his life and shall be a symbol of his victory and honor. Though one of his fellow bloodied Yautja’s pointed out the fact, that his armor was almost melted through. So many scratches on it. It wasn’t going to be functional. But he decided that it doesn’t needed to be functional. It was only symbolizing his victory and glory after all.
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Serth'Neta was never the one that stuck out of a group of Yautja. Nothing about him was particular special or bad. But there was always something that this one took very serious. The honor of the Yautja, being ontop of the evolutional pyramid.
It always seemed important to him. Every other creature was inferior. And should always be!
On one particular day, a cold spring night, a group of human soldiers were being hunted by his fellow Yautja. Only the two of them were out here currently, hunting. However , one of the soldiers caught the interest of his fellow Yautja. Who eagerly wished to hunt this one down.
Serth'Neta did not understand why such an inferior creature would be worthy prey. Observing the group of humans however made him understand. He was an outstanding Leader. No wonder his teacher wanted this one.
So after all he decided not to interfere with the blood lust of his fellow Yautja, instead he was going to watch and learn! After all, his fellow Yautja was more experienced than him. Serth'Neta usually was the one keeping anyone away that could interfere with the hunt. Any unworthy prey. Rarely hunting worthy prey himself.
However, Nothing turned out as Serth'Neta thought it would. On this day, he found six humans. Standing in a circle. Unable to see what they were standing around, the shimmering figure moved closer. Slowly and calmly. Till he saw bright green liquid covering the face of one of the human soldiers. Realizing that his fellow Yautja might be dead. But it couldn't be. The shimmering figure stepped closer. Almost in arms reach of the first soldier. Finally, Serth'Neta stopped. The soldiers laughing and grinning. Victorious after all. But Serth'Neta couldn't believe it, his fellow Yautja covered in blood. Humiliated by the human Soldiers standing around. Looting this ones gear.
But he couldn't allow anyone to recover any Yautja technology. Even if it was just a simple sword. He couldn't let those inferior creatures dishonor his fellow Yautja! His mind went blank, and all he could think about was, giving his teacher a proper burial. The loud mechanical sound of his plasma caster charging up and switching into position, wiped the smug grins of those humans off of their faces. They didn't expect another Alien creature it seemed. Not that this Yautja cared at all. A blast of plasma melted through one of their chests. Cloak disengaging just as he went to massacre them with his cold wrist blades.
Two of them ended up escaping, as Serth'Neta didn't bother to hunt them down. Instead giving his teacher the proper burial he deserved. Activating the self-destruct of the fallen Yautja. Vacating the area and never returning. The large explosion must have killed the fleeing soldiers. But he never went back to make sure they died. He was sure of it.
If I would be whitelisted , Obviously I have to be the spooky laugh in the shadows. There is no playing Predator without being spooky. Gotta do it.
Though, Despite being mainly down there for the hunt of course, I would try to be more... In the back. Watch and observe. Interact and see if I can find any willing challenger.
My second objective would be making sure that, if another predator is around and found his prey. I would try my best to assist him, like keeping those that wish to interfere away. Trying to be mostly non-lethal, Preds ain't there to ruin the game for anyone. My main point here, I am really not here to go and kill somebody and be glorified about it. I want some fun situation. Not the kind that are simply fun for me but for others involved.
Why should we whitelist you?
This question always got me. To be fair, I play marines a lot. About 99% of the time by now. Either as a Squad medic or Doctor/CMO. I played xeno for a bit but it never struck me as fun. And at this point, I think that playing Predator for a change could be quite nice and offer something more than just working game mechanics and shooting. It's a great chance to get some rare RP you won't get as the usual roles.
I am not particularly robust at all. And I am not applying to be robust, I would rather enjoy some decent RP and funny situations.
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason (we will check, and lies may result in immediate denial)?
Nope! Clean note slate!
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
Nope
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?
Yeppers!
