Dr. Gonepostal298's Vortigaunt Application.

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[OOC Section]

Steam Name: Dr. Gonepostal298

Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:26977361

How long have you been playing on the server?: Ever since it was about three days old. Been here every day since the first.

Do you have any experience roleplaying as an Enslaved/Free Vortigaunt?: Not much unfortunately, but I believe I have a good understanding.

What do you know about the Vortessence?: Vortessence is not only a belief, but some sort of 'force of the universe' that vortigaunts have an advanced understanding of. Its described as something thats weaved into all beings, including humans. Something equal to the very fabrics of reality itself. Vortigaunts though, unlike humans, have an advanced understanding and an uncanny ability to manipulate and utilize the stuff for various purposes. Its been used to mend wounds and even revive when used to the extremes, as well as used to 'suck' the life forces out of people through strong electrical like bolts. In ways, its like magic, but it isn't.

Give at least ten detailed lines of RP as either a Free or Enslaved Vortigaunt. (Scenario of your choice.):

Vin'Sivan sits within the nexus' only Biotic holding cell, looking amongst the few other servants with him. He glances up to the dirty glass window, standing himself up and approaching it, seeing the unit approaching him. He looked with curiousity and some hope, wanting to get out of the cramped area for once.

C45:CCA-UNION.i4.65432 strolls over to the holding cell, accompanied with a second i4, hands by his sides. He looks amongst the biotics for a moment, before pointing to Vin. "You. Come on out, we have a scene to clean." He says, approaching the door and unlocking it, opening it. He then steps to the side, placing his hands on his hip.

C45:CCA-HELIX.i4.32569 follows along next to 654, keeping his baton held in one hand, primarily just incase anything goes wrong. He lets his partner handle the talking, staying silent as he looks amongst the sad looking vorts.

Vin'Sivan's expression changed to something of some joy when hes chosen for an assignment, more than glad to get out of the cell and into the sunlight. He simply nodded, walking around to the door and stepping out, keeping his eyes focused on the units. He wouldn't say anything, deciding that whats best is to just follow their orders.

C45:CCA-UNION.i4.65432 nods as well, now turning. "Attach." He says, heading for the exit of the cell block. He steps through it, expecting the Biotic to follow.

Vin'Sivan obeyed, stretching his legs for just a moment, before quickly catching up, following the unit out of the nexus. He wouldn't look anywhere else but the unit's back, knowing that the best way to keep a unit calm is to just do what they say and not try anything else.

C45:CCA-HELIX.i4.32569 closes the door behind the biotic, before following on behind, watching closely and hoping that he doesn't try anything.

The units and the biotic step out of the nexus. To Vin'sivan's disappointment, the sun isn't out, rather a cloudy and somewhat rainy day. He frowns, closing a few of his smaller eyes to keep the water from directly falling down onto them. He glances back up when he hears the unit speaking to him.

C45:CCA-UNION.i4.65432: "<:: Its a bloody mess. You aren't squimish now, are you? ::>" He asks, not bothering to glance back, knowing full well that the biotic heard him.

Vin'Sivan was also disappointed to hear that he had to clean up a murder scene of all things, as well. It wasn't enough to deter him from the chance to stretch his arms and legs though, shaking his head. "This one has experienced more than just one that have had their life cut from them. He will be fine." He says with a smoother and rather clear accent.

C45:CCA-UNION.i4.65432 is silent for a moment, as if pondering over what the biotic said, before shaking his head. "<:: Right.. Well, up around the corner. ::>" He says, slowing down to a hault infront of a deadend alleyway. "<:: Cleaning supplies are already there. We'll be right here. Best get to work. ::>" he says simply, stepping up to the enterance.

Vin'Sivan stops as well once they arrive at the ally way, looking down it for a moment. Looking to the unit, he just nods, heading down it. He smiles a toothy grin though, knowing that for once, he'll have a little bit of alone time, even if it means cleaning up a scene while having it. Approaching the corner, he picks up the mop and dunks it into the bucket provided, used to routine already, pressing it against the blood coated ground and starting to push it around to soak up the blood. He was content, in the end.
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[IC Section]

Character Name: Vin'Sivan

Enslaved/Free?: Currently enslaved.

Write at least two paragraphs explaining the backstory of your Vortigaunt as to why they're either Enslaved or Free.: Vin'Sivan, compared to others, is a relatively young vortigaunt. Like many others of his kind, he was born not on his own home planet, but the unusual border world that was Xen. For his whole life, he knew only what it was like to be a slave. As soon as he was physically capable, he was put into working in the biomechanical factories established to make the bulky warriors of Nihilanth's makeshift army. It wasn't much abusive, though he and many of his kin obviously were not content with the situation. When he was about fifty years old, the experiment at black mesa started to happen. Reports of unusual suited humanoids appearing through portals not too different of their own rose, and often with those reports, wildlife or precious materials were taken away. As soon as the infamous Resonance Cascade happened, Nihilanth took his chance and kept the opening between the border-world and the planet open. His invasion plan started, the oversized creature sending waves of both wildlife and his army of slaves and battle born brutes out. Like many vortigaunts, Vin'Sivan was a throw away soldier sent to fight in the initial invasion. To his luck, he and several of his kin were rather sent out into remote town out in the outskirts of California. With little resistance there, by the time the group got anything done properly, their shackles were made meaningless by the efforts of the one every vort would know as the one Free Man. Free, and stuck in an alien world, he and his group were forced to live out the few years in a more isolated situation. Human contact was minimal, and despite living off of the land, the animal population and the invading aliens provided them with enough food to survive. With peaceful and free living in mind, Vin'Sivan was actually quite content with living how he and his friends were. Unfortunately for him, in a few years time, the Universal Union would invade the world. In a staggering seven hours, nearly every corner of the Earth was under the Union's control, leaving only very little pockets of people undiscovered. The group was not part of these few pockets, and due to the obviously overwhelming power, Vin'Sivan and his friends were forced to surrender. A few years of uncertain settling and transfering later, the vortigaunt finds himself within city 45, perhaps his permanent home now, still serving under masters who're considerably more cruel than the last one. Right now, in his eyes, its best to just keep calm and keep serving. Its safer that way.
Heeey, thats pretty goooood
+support

 
+Support
How could I not support you anyway, given that I know you're a great RPer and have been a great vortigaunt before.
+Support

Good roleplayer, detailed RP example and backstory. I think you'd do fine as a vortigaunt.
Sure.
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