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*Steam Name: esim boost
*Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:190762082
*Discord Name & ID: EBoost#8665
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*Character Name: FLASH-11
*Character Role: ‘Grunt’
*Brief summary of the character:
A newly formed quiet and ruthless Overwatch Prototype designed by the Universal Union to act as the arm for its evil dictatorship over the populace. What little freedom this man had in the past is now gone, fully enacting the Combines will upon this prison.
*Why do you want to play this character?:
The Overwatch Transhuman Arm is by far my most favorite fictional group, rivaling those of even the Sith. While the ‘Grunts’ may not be fully transhuman compared to Half Life 2’s Overwatch, they allow me to express more personality than just be a complete robot. I’d like to be involved with this roleplay faction for this event so I can dip my toes into how the faction RP’s on the main server. I already know much of the CP radio codes so I think I’ll fit in perfectly.
Full Backstory:
Samual Barker.
Samua Arker…
Sam -Ker..
FLASH-11
“Even the memories of my name start to become a distant memory. Who I was seems to just be a whisper of the past, locked behind my brain.”
Samuel Barker grew up and lived a life under the American South, a heavily religious family with ties with the local police of El Paso. A third generation Mexican American along foundations with the local Mormon Church, he was homeschooled for the entirety of his life with little friends. The friends he did have were the ones his father let him talk to, usually religious fanatics from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. When he was not studying, his family placed his face in front of the Bible in hopes he would follow the teachings of the Church. Samuel did not.
At the young age of 16, Samuel was kicked out of his house, shunned by his own family. He was labeled as a ‘defector’ to the Church, unwilling to follow the teachings of his father and worthless to the crazed lineage of his family. Samuel found peace knowing that if he could not be a part of a family, the local El Paso police academy would accept him.
A month before he could graduate from the police academy and start his new life, the portal storms began. Just like everyone else on Earth, his world was turned upside down. News spread quickly from the radio about the disaster at Black Mesa, with El Paso being only a few hundred miles away from the Black Mesa Research Facility, he and the cadets of the academy where one of the lucky few thousand to successfully get evacuated before the bombs fell. Most of his family perished in the bombings of New Mexico, but when he arrived in San Antonio he got a call from his sister who made it out alive.
Samuel and his sister Bethany lived life in shelters along the San Antonio city wall for the entirety of his life under the era of the portal storms. His new police life was stripped from him by the disaster, yet it still lingered every waking moment on what he could do to turn things around for them. He learned to live for himself and his loved ones in the San Antonio slums district, yet he respected the rule of law from his teachings of the past. In the few years he had in the slums, Samuel and Bethany became pioneers in building shelter for the ones in need around the area, teaching those who could not fend for themselves how to survive in this new world.
It was only a few years later that his life would change once again. In 20xx, the Combine invaded humanity. In just a mere 7 hours, the Earth fell to its knees from an already weakened state from the previous portal storms. San Antonio was a hotbed of synth activity, Striders crushing any form of dissidence with pure annihilation, the last religious fanatics that threw Samuel away being impaled by the almighty Universal Union. Yet by some miracle, the small tight knit community he built was untouched.
Just weeks after the Combine came, he and his sister along with tens of thousands from San Antonio were sent out to Terminal Nine in Cuba for the process of being transferred to Europe for the reintegration process. America was deemed a wasteland. Soon, Samuel’s life in El Paso would just be a distant memory.
Memory
Memory?
“I remember being overjoyed to support the Universal Union in this new life in City 57. My sister held my hand as I entered the Nexus, applying for the position of Civil Protection. Her tears, they would be only temporary. For my work was for the people, just as the police force of old was to El Paso. Who wouldn't want to join?”
A man wanting change in his life is good one would say. But Samuel wanted to go further beyond a simple job in the Metropolice. After months of working in City 57 under the MPF, he signed up for the Transhumanization process to reap the benefits of the Universal Union.
And reap he shall.
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Tell us about yourself: Been playing this server for a few months now and like it, want to try something new.
Are you new to Willard Networks?: Nope
Are you familiar with anyone around Willard Networks?: Yes
What's your favorite thing about Half Life?: Overwatch Transhuman Arm and the Synthetic Biotech they have to offer to science fiction.