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Combine Overwatch Transhuman Arm Applications [OPEN]

Discussion in '<:: | Combine Overwatch Transhuman Arm | ::>' started by Dboy, Feb 20, 2017.

  1. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Woohoo! New forums, please reapply and conform to the format changes. Please read the handbook before applying.

    Application Format:

    Steam name:

    Steam ID:

    Timezone:

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):

    Requested COTA Digits:

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    **If you need to find your SteamID, use this
     
  2. awesomeguy002

    awesomeguy002 Veteran
    Senior Administrator

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    Steam name: Awesomeguy002

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:55115669

    Timezone: GMT 11+

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): N/A

    Requested COTA Digits: 47020

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):
    EOW twice (KING), OW twice (RANGER), SeC (Don't know if this counts) and OTA commander/DeL - All on different servers.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes.

    Character's life before transhumanization:
    Ruben was born, and grew up in Potosi, Bolivia in an average but well-off family in comparison to the surrounding estate. His parents were both tour guides, taking tourists on hiking trails by the nearby mountain of Cerro Rico. There were no especially notable events, until the resonance cascade, where him and his family were transported to Santa Cruz, the capital of Bolivia. When the UU eventuall took over the Earth, Ruben saw a legitimate, organised and justifiable cause. The Union saw a fit and loyal Soldier. He was given the illusion of choice - Be conscripted into the COTA forces, or be amputated. Ruben of course, graciously accepted - and he was dragged among the force and transported to City 17, where he now resides.
     
  3. Nothing

    Nothing Member

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    Steam name: .png

    Steam ID: http://steamcommunity.com/id/bucketofjoy6969/

    Timezone: US EAST

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 21823

    Requested COTA Digits: 95632

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): N/A Although, I have read the guide thoroughly and have plenty knowledge on COTA lore.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes

    Character's life before transhumanization:
    Jackson lived in the southern part of Virginia, the city of Suffolk. His life was pretty normal until 1999; he was 23 years old when the portal storms filled earth with xenian creatures. Jackson's family was a middle-class family, living around the same people. They worked normal jobs, the father working in the military and the mother as a doctor for a nearby hospital. Jackson had bought his own apartment by the time he was 22, living nearby his parents for now. He was watching TV when the emergency alerts came on, directing people to evacuate to the nearest allocated safe zone. Everything was fine and dandy for a couple years until the combine detected the portals and went in to investigate. Everyone was in a panic; giant robotics and strange synthetic soldiers shot down most of the military units guarding the safe camp. Jackson made it out of the camp, relatively unharmed; mostly thanks to the soldiers death. Fast forward a couple years later, Jackson was transported to city 17. Upon arrival, he was entering the checkpoint when an officer told him to stand aside. They sent him into a train which was heading toward Nova Prospekt along with plenty of other prisoners. There, he was knocked out and soon reawoke as a new transhumanized unit.
     
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  4. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Denied. There is a lack of reasoning why the Union saw Ruben as a "...fit and loyal Soldier" and as to why he would be important, I guess you could say, to the Union.
     
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  5. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Accepted as an OWR.
     
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  6. Mr. Attacus

    Mr. Attacus Member

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    Steam name: Mr. Attacus


    Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:197471949


    Timezone: Eastern - EST.


    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): None.


    Requested COTA Digits: 53628


    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): I was an OWR before on another server.


    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Got no Microphone, can use discord. If needed, I will talk in discord through my android device.


    Character's life before transhumanization: Unit-39754 was an skilled, high ranking officer before transhumanization. Unit-39754 lived a quiet life before the portals came, he was working as an standard police officer, graduating at the top of his academy, he remained as an officer until the combine came and took over. Unit-39754 soon applied to join Civil Protection, four years after the Seven hour war. Unit-39754 would be accepted into Civil Protection, officially passing the interview and becoming a recruit. Unit-39754 was granted the nickname "Heavy" due to him usually performing mission's requiring heavy armor and firearms. Unit-39754 was accepted into the CCA at the age of 34, it has been proven that he could handle more breaches and heavy task's than an 02 unit. Unit-39754 name was never truly known by the lower-ranks, his name was often preferred to as "John Forge," but this was never confirmed. After three weeks of hard training, Unit-39754 was accepted into his first LEGION. Unit-39754, quickly ranked up within the LEGION, being promoted to 02 at the age of 36. Unit-39754 would usually wait around the Nexus, barely leaving it unless told to by a higher-rank, or when he was needed in an emergency. Unit-39754 always thought him himself as an expendable, he could be replaced any time, he actually never really cared about his Lower-peers, he only cared about getting the job done, he never really thought anything of the Citizen's, he just thought them as nothing, not even a thing. Unit-39754 was promoted to 01 than to OfC in the next few years. On one day, Unit-39754 and his lower-ranks were in a gunfight with about 12 rebel troop's, Unit-39754 would watch as his lower-rank's fall dead on the ground, blood rushing him their body's. Soon Unit-39754 were outnumbered, the rebels were just too big in numbers, not even Unit-39754 could kill them all. Unit-39754 decided to risk it all, telling his lower-rank's to get in cover as they were moving. Unit-39754 and his troop's would then run towards the rebel's/anti-citizen's, managing to lower their numbers at the risk of their's, near the end of the fight, Unit-39754 was shot in the chest by a rebel, holding a shotgun, before being shot in the leg, tearing his calf apart, causing extreme pain, blacking out. Unit-39754 would surprising find himself alive, one of the unit's he was fighting with in the battle, would walk over to Unit-39754, he would tell him about how the mission was completed, and how he was lucky to be alive now at this moment. Unit-39754 would ask the unit where he was, the unit responding with "The Nexus Medbay." A man would walk in, happily greeting Unit-39754. This man would talk about how he has an option, He would either join “Overwatch” and receive transhumanization, or he would be amputated. Unit-39754 would immediately agree to the transhumanization, fearing for his life. Unit-39754 would be placed on a train to Nova Prospekt. On the way to Nova Prospekt, Unit-39754 would somehow be knocked unconscious on the train from an unknown source, possibly a chemical released into the train. Unit-39754 would than be transported into a pod, which the transhumanization would begin. Unit-39754 would be brainwashed, body enhanced, etc. When he woke up, all he could remember was training, and to take orders from superiors. Unit-39754 was no longer a unit, and he was a new fresh COTA. Unit-39754 would last be seen entering a pod, transporting to City-17 with multiple other COTA units.

    EDIT NOTE: Holy shit, mattcos liked this.
     
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  7. Alpha

    Alpha The World Has Changed

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    Steam name: Alpha (normally)

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:45583532

    Timezone: USA Central

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 04-32255

    Requested COTA Digits: 93941

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): OWR a bit on this server here.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yeah.

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    93941 is an odd-ball, compared to other soldiers. His life started in a red-neck village in the US, living in poverty. His family ranched cattle while he decided to focus on his academic abilities, he gathered an affinity for the more hillbilly things in life, such as off-roading, shooting guns, hunting, typical stuff. In his town, was a low income school with violent children and careless teachers, to give you an idea, each teacher carried a 9mm on a holster. While the school wasn't so violent in elementary, except for bullying and broken arms, middle school and high school tested this soldier's ability. He learned to fight very early in his life, from experience and watching documentaries about military practices, including fighting and guns. When he was 9, he learned how to field strip his father's AKM. Whilst in high-school, 93941, on his official record, has been in a recorded 83 fights between other students, every single one, 939 walked away with no injuries, the other party, didn't face the same fate. His parents supported this, believing in self-defense, teaching 939 to always defend yourself and to defend whoever can't. His parents were respectful like that. Once 939 reached 10th grade, his parents pulled him out of school to focus on the ranch, keeping them from losing their home. When 939 turned 17, he had enlisted for the Marine Corps, his parents at first did not consent, after a very long conversation, filled with tears and sweat, 939 convinced his parents to give consent. In Boot-Camp, 939 repeated history with his academic attentiveness and ability to learn. Soaking up everything he was taught, while he wasn't the best in his company, he was competent. 939 made rifleman, as did most soldiers, and was shipped off to Afghanistan. This was after the war on terror was declared by President Bush, 939 spent most of his time performing anti-guerilla warfare, and fighting on the front-line, yet during the portal storms, 939's company was re-assigned to contain the xenomorphs roaming Earth. 939 saw a lot of combat, be it fighting terrorists, taking down ant-lion nests, shooting down bull-squids, or throwing grenades at hound-eyes, 939 did it. By 2010, 939 had reached the rank of E6, Staff Sergeant. 939 was not on active-duty during the invasion, 'nor did he have access to any equipment. The Combine rushed the city he resided in during his leave, capturing most of everybody, including him. As time passed, 939 was assigned a CID, and his record was found by Combine Officials. He was placed in stasis to undergo transhumanization, and wait until being transferred to a city.
     
  8. Trashman

    Trashman Rubbish Nigga
    Benefactor

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    Steam name: Dev4532

    Steam ID:0:0:88357776

    Timezone:EST U.S.

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):N/A

    Requested COTA Digits:45329

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):No COTA experiance

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:Yes and Yes.

    Character's life before transhumanization:


    OWS unit 45329 as you know him is a well educated, loyal and strong combine soldier. His clean uniform has no marks or scratches, telling you he is straight out of training. On his back an AR2 pulse rifle, his gear intact on his belt, and a fearsome mask. He was not born a combine soldier though.

    Childhood(age 1-1:cool:
    The name he has long forgotten was Jonathan Ross. He was born on February 14th 1987 in Boston Massachusetts. As a child he grew up in a rich family. Both his parents were never around so Jonathan had to entertain himself at home. He had read books and liked to study. He had few friends, but that didnt stop him from getting high grades in school. By the time he was thirteen he was above his required level. He had been very proud of himself. But in about three months, his father would die in a car accident. Now without a father he had serious depression, his grades dropped, he couldnt eat, sleep, or do anything. At one point he started to become suicidal. In the coming months he had lost control over himself. After one long year of greif and depression Jonathan was back on track. In 2003 after his 16th birthday he was able to graduate highschool early and ready to start college the next year.

    Adulthood(age 18-30)
    Jonathan always wondered what would happen in the next ten years. In college he majored in engineering, puting his smarts to the test. In 2009 he earned his degree and graduated at age 22. His future was looking bright. But he didnt know what would happen the following year.
    The portal storms
    Jonathan had been in Boston when the first portal storms struck. Reports of these wormholes where all over the world, and sightings of strange creatures also came up. Jonathan had no worries. But later that month, the portals have gotten bigger. And One fateful day the U.U would attack and his whole life would change.

    The invasion
    Strange creatures and ships came out of the portals That looked like something from the far future. As they descended down to Earth Jonathan heard an explosion. Sirens began to sound and Everyone started screaming. Jonathan saw strange creatures that seamed to be armed. As they landed multiple synth soldiers came out of dropships seeming to be alive. In the next hour entire buildings collapsed and gunfire had started all around him. U.S soldiers arouned him where pathetic against these invaders. Jonathan ran into a building that soon collapsed on him aswell. After what seemed like hours Jonathan woke up in a tent in the city. He saw multiple combine soldiers marching in the streets. There was a big scar over his right cheak. As he walked around the tent he notices a newspaper saying "Earth Surrenders". He then reads on and then sits down. Starting to cry.

    Conscription into the Combine
    Jonathan was transported to city 17 in 2013. He had become a loyalist knowing that he was no match against the combine. He walked around the trainstation to find many posters about the combine. One saying, "enlist today". He had thought about that for a while. In 2017 the U.U conscripted Jonathan. They saw him as a good soldier due to his stength, smarts, and perception. He was taken to the Nexus to enlist, and on march 10th he was seen boarding a train with several other men on route to the citadel where he will begin transhumanization. A few days later he came out as a soldier, a blank slate, with no memory of his past, just to obey the combine.

    Note: I put alot of work on this application so I hope you like

    Nice, Fooz likes
     
    #8 Trashman, Mar 12, 2017
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  9. Sir Derpy Penguin

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    Steam name:Sir Derpy Penguin.

    Steam ID:76561198069690029

    Timezone:Central Time Zone.

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):N/A

    Requested COTA Digits:20956

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):Sorry but have no past experience.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:Nope don't have a mic.

    Character's life before transhumanization:Jessica James was born in the harsh land out in the woods.Their family owned a large plot of land where they hunted. Her father taught her the basics of hunting, such as staying down wind, and also being light on your feet. In the middle of hunting Jessica saw a animal completely foreign to her. It had three legs, numerous eyes, and a green skin. She looks around and makes the choice to return to her home. When she gets home they are ordered by heavily armed people with what appeared to be military. They were rounding up people to take into the city to keep protected from the ouside world that was now infested with Xenians. She thengot into a vehical that took her to the city. After a time of being in the safe zones protected by the soldiers of the nation she is staying in. Numerous gunshots erupt into the air filling it with noise. A slight hum can be heard slightly later as the soldiers are becoming very much alive and rushing to and from. She stares at the soldiers and they tel her to find a safe spot in the camp. The hum slowly gets louder and louder still. After the humming was unbearibly loud gunshots near the camp filled the air. Blue bullets sent flying into the wall made around the camp to be returned with fire from the camps guards. After a few seconds of fighting loud yels of pain can be heard through the air around her.
    Men shouting people crying as they run. Jessica loks around for what seemed like minutes to see the soldiers dead on the walls the sound of numerous gunshots still echoing the air around her. She looks for a place to run seing a hole in the side of a building leading into a office. Jessica stand up to hear another pained yell from yet another soldier. She starts to bolt for the hole in the wal to enter the building. As sson as she enters the building though the hole falls down behind her trapping her in the rubble to wait for the shooting to stop. After waiting for hours she hears the shooting stop and tries to see if anyone remained alive. She is greeted with the sight of bodies and people being rounded up. A person sees her in the window that is fogged up and points to it. (It being a smaller child or in his teens)

    After the war: Jessica decides to join the CCA seeing that fighting is pointless and wil end in complete utter defeat. She is noted to have excell in training, for she was a hunter before the war. She was fast on her feet and very silent when walking. During an ambush set up to catch a few rebels she is given a weapon that is made to be used for quick, mobile, and silent attacks. She is sent into the ambush to to get around the Rebels as they begin to fire upon the main force. She is seen with three other units behind her going around a longer more complex way to get behind the enemy cutting off their escape route while pinching them into a corner. Durring the ambush though she is shot in the leg by a smg destroying the bone and damaging the tendon and muscle. As she is being woekn up from the fight while inside the medical bay. A man in a suit is infront of her giving her one choice, "Go through Trankshuman Augmentatio or be amputated." Thinking she would rather live she accepts after a minute of complentationg it. Last time she is seen is bording a train to Nova Prospect.

    I spent a ton of time trying to get a realistic story and kept on doing the story then scraping it. This is my first app for COTA and something big like that. So let me say I am kinda scared... Hope I didn't do awful.
     
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  10. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Denied. Don't be discouraged, your application was well made but it just leaves much to desire in the backstory department.
     
  11. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Accepted as an OWR.
     
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  12. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Accepted as an OWR.
     
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  13. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Accepted as OWR. Good application, just work on the spelling.
     
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  14. cj bob :)

    cj bob :) Newcomer

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    Steam Name: Mr.Bob

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:124082170

    Time Zone: Central Standard

    Existing unit digits and rank: N/A

    Requested COTA Digits: 58091

    Prior COTA experience: N/A ( I have watched people play as combine and i read the guides that the fourms offer ) I also am still looking up guides )



    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes.

    Character's life before transhumanization: C.J. Was Born In Oklahoma on the country side, where his family owned a Farm. His Dad was in the Army and his Mother was unemployed, So she worked on the Farm. Since his Dad was in the Army C.J. was able to learn many Military tactics From his Father, And on how to use Differnt types of guns. By the age 12 C.J. ,knew how to use Rifles, SMG's, And most Sidearms. Years passed, And C.J. was now 18 And could use around any Gun or Face most Situations he would come Across From.

    C.J. was now 21, AND the UU started to invade Earth. C.J. and his Family went in the hiding. C.J. and his Family were able to hide Successfully in the basement. That was intill the third hour, A squad Of Synth's found there Basement. C.J.'s Mom, And Dad told him to run. As C.J. ran his parents were gunned Down and Killed. C.J. was later found at the end of the War by the Synth's, And was captured. He was later released as a citizen in city 17.

    About only a week later, Combine ( CP ) Found C.J.'s apartment, And wanted him For possible skill to the Combine Over Watch. The CP Raided his whole Apartment building and captured many others. They were Told To join or be Excuted the next Hour. C.J. of course Excepted And only a week later, he was officially Trained As a Combine Soilder, And released back in City 17.

    Ok, I tryed to Redo my application, And i hope it is Good. I will try to work on my grammar more in the future. Im Sorry. -cj bob :)
     
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  15. Dboy

    Dboy In the pines

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    Denied. There is a certain standard for grammar when it comes to a position like this. We expect for every unit/soldier to understand basic grammar for roleplay purposes. We still love you, C.J. You can edit your application, though! Give it another go!
     
  16. cj bob :)

    cj bob :) Newcomer

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    Alright, I tryed it again, hope it is good. i will work more on my grammar in the future.
     
  17. Dandy

    Dandy i think im better then you

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    Steam name: jubilation

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:107759418

    Timezone: gmt -5

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 09458, SWORD commander

    Requested COTA Digits: 79844

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): TnB COTA, DNA-CO COTA, mjolnir COTA, and here as an EHG

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: yes but only if you're fine with autistic screeching

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    I don't really see the point in this, but I'll bite; as it's really redundant given that COTA has the vast majority of their memories wiped, but, eeh.

    The character was raised in a generic military family, with expectations to go into the force from both sides of the family; father and mother included. Their siblings enlisted in the military in time for desert storm, whilst the character was going through their private education at a military academy; finishing up at the age of 17 in time for the portal storms, they promptly enlisted, and were promptly sent to the cruel fate of being a Pogue (Personnel other than grunt, basically.) He acted as an artilleryman for the army, and served throughout the portal storms until the seven hour war erupted. His unit was among the first to surrender, and thus among the first to be enlisted in the combines aid. In his service, he reached to the grade level of E-4, as a SPC in medical, in the U.S army.

    Ethan Edit:​

    Accepted for OWR - Next Training Date 4/5/17 @ 20:00 EST.

    I liked your application, let's see if you can back it up on the field. ;) Check out this guide before we get started.
     
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  18. hero

    hero okay

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    Steam name: Challenger 2 Tank

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:86741576

    Timezone: EST

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 55697, SWORD-04.

    Requested COTA Digits: 01456

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): EOW and standard OWS on various other servers, combinecontrol and clockwork.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes.

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Harold Wridges was born on December 4th, 1980, living a normal life, his parents working standard jobs, his father in the military, and the mother working at a local store for the time they stay in the certain area. There was really no place Harold could call "home" as the Wridges family moved around a great amount since the father was in the military. Harold really wasn't the best at anything in school, he was always considered the "new kid" in school, and not spending enough time in one location to really make any great friends. Eventually when Harold got through high school, he decided to follow in his father's footsteps, and so he joined the military at a young age of 19, training his ass off for months. Eventually, his father retired from the military, going back home, and just living a normal life, proud of his son for following his footsteps. Harold decided after his first tour the military wasn't right for him, so he went back home to his family, getting a job at a local store. One afternoon, Harold would be sitting in his apartment watching TV, to then hear load synthetic roars outside his building. Surprised, he'd check out the window, looking back at the TV to see some sort of evacuation message, he'd then follow as instructed. After the war ends, and everything is organized, Harold would be in a line, he'd then say his name and given CID to the officer, the officer then pulls him off to the side for a moment, "Stay there, citizen." The line goes on, until then Harold and another group of citizens are pulled off somewhere else, suddenly knocked out, transferred to a place unknown. It seems Harold's military service made him an exceptional candidate for the Overwatch Transhuman Arm. Harold Wridges is practically dead, but his body lives on as something else.

    Ethan Edit:

    Accepted for OWR - Next Training Date 4/5/17 @ 20:00 EST.

    I liked your application, but check this out just to clarify as that last line of your backstory was a little off for what you'll be learning in COTA in the future.
     
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  19. cj bob :)

    cj bob :) Newcomer

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    Steam Name: Mr.Bob

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:124082170

    Time Zone: Central Standard

    Existing unit digits and rank: N/A

    Requested COTA Digits: 58091

    Prior COTA experience: N/A ( I have watched people play as combine and i read the guides that the fourms offer ) I also am still looking up guides )



    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes.

    Character's life before transhumanization: C.J. Was Born In Oklahoma on the country side, where his family owned a Farm. His Dad was in the Army and his Mother was unemployed, So she worked on the Farm. Since his Dad was in the Army C.J. was able to learn many Military tactics From his Father, And on how to use Differnt types of guns. By the age 12 C.J. ,knew how to use Rifles, SMG's, And most Sidearms. Years passed, And C.J. was now 18 And could use around any Gun or Face most Situations he would come Across From.

    C.J. was now 21, AND the UU started to invade Earth. C.J. and his Family went in the hiding. C.J. and his Family were able to hide Successfully in the basement. That was intill the third hour, A squad Of Synth's found there Basement. C.J.'s Mom, And Dad told him to run. As C.J. ran his parents were gunned Down and Killed. C.J. was later found at the end of the War by the Synth's, And was captured. He was later released as a citizen in city 17.

    About only a week later, Combine ( CP ) Found C.J.'s apartment, And wanted him For possible skill to the Combine Over Watch. The CP Raided his whole Apartment building and captured many others. They were Told To join or be Excuted the next Hour. C.J. of course Excepted And only a week later, he was officially Trained As a Combine Soilder, And released back in City 17.

    Ok, I tryed to Redo my application, And i hope it is Good. I will try to work on my grammar more in the future. Im Sorry. -cj bob :)

    #14cj bob :), Mar 15, 2017
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    Ethan Edit:​

    I hate to be critical of anyone who tries hard and has the effort and motivation to succeed, but your application still struggles to meet our standards. I don't want to deny you without offering you the chance to learn, so I'm going to give you a shot if you show up to any of our trainings. Let me know who you are and I'll give you OWR flags for the day and we'll see how you perform and handle following orders and executing them.

    But for now I'm not rostering you in the next batch of OWR's.
     
    #19 cj bob :), Mar 25, 2017
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  20. Ethan

    Ethan Combine Civil Authority

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    I am actively seeking new applicants. If those of you who attended my last training on March 25th are still interested in being in COTA, message me and I'll allow you to bypass the application process.
     
  21. Mr. Attacus

    Mr. Attacus Member

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    Steam name: Semmy

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:197471949

    Timezone: EST

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): Well, at the moment I don't have a unit although I use to be a RcT and a 04 unit.

    Requested COTA Digits: 57228

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): No.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: [DISCORD: Yes] [MICROPHONE: No]

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Johnny Kilks was born on January 6th 1979. Johnny Kilks was born in the country side, he lived with his family in a small house out in the west until he was twelve. He eventually moved to the city with his parents, settling down in a small apartment with his family. His parents had decent jobs, his father being a lawyer and his mother having a job as a nurse, his mother mostly stayed home with Johnny, supporting him and caring for him. Johnny has gotten very close with his mother, having wonderful times with her. This continued for a few weeks until it was time for Johnny to start his first day at school, Johnny was nervous as he never been to a real school before mostly due to the cause he was home schooled. Johnny's parents and teachers agreed to start Johnny off in the fourth grade due to his age group. Johnny wasn't the best in his grade, in-fact he was one of the worse students in the class. He had poor grades, he always got in trouble, he straight up didn't even have manners! These grades continued into the fifth and sixth grade and finally at the seventh grade Johnny actually started to improve and think more creatively. Johnny parents supported him throughout this, they always convinced him to try better to achieve big things. Johnny would finally reach graduations, he would finally reach high school where he can start his new life with new friends. Johnny's first day in high school was like every first day, he was bullied, he made friends, stuff like that. Johnny was at the top of his class, passing all of his tests and getting the highest score on most of them. Johnny was clearly a teacher pet, doing multiple things for the teacher while remaining good behavior. For this reason, Johnny was bullied a lot throughout the school year and this continued on to the next school year too. Johnny was sick of high school, dropping out of high school in the eleventh grade. He got a small job at a fast food restaurant serving people, Johnny didn't like this job at all and he quite hated it in-fact. Johnny would eventually quit his job and would head back to high school, finishing the years he missed. Johnny would eventually reach the age of 21, graduating high school and moving on into the real world. Johnny would move out of his parents apartment, finding a small apartment downtown. After a while, Johnny would eventually sign up for the military proudly being recruited within their ranks. He would serve the military well, becoming the rank of Corporal, being known as "Corporal Kilks." At this point this is when the portals would show up, Johnny would remember where he was and what he was doing the day it happened. He was in a bar with fellow soldiers, drinking and laughing having a good old time. The TV would flick on with an emergency broadcast broadcasting on the TV. The broadcast would discuss about the portals and what it may be for us and the world, Johnny and his fellow soldiers would leave the bar after that, heading on a military vehicle back to base. He would reach the base, his commanding officers telling him to get his gear on. Johnny would do the following, knowing that this much be a serious threat as they've never trained for this and it was out of the blue. Johnny would be transported with multiple other troops with a helicopter, multiple other helicopters following. They would be transported to his home city, as it has fallen from the mysterious beasts emerging from the Portals. The city would be heavily damaged from what they see, they would soon land in a clear spot inspecting the area around them. They would see multiple bodies, which is when they would discover the headcrab zombies, and the xens... The soldiers would retreat, heading back to base. Johnny would then at this point resign from the military, settling down in a small town out in the west of America. Around this time the Combine Empire would invade earth, sending multiple synths into battle. Earth would soon fall, Johnny was not present during this event in-fact he didn't even know it occurred until the combine completed their mission and took control of earth. Johnny's town would soon be discovered by the combine, transporting all it's citizens to C17. Johnny and a few others would enter a checkpoint, which then an officer would instruct them to stand aside, the officer would point them to a gate where then other civil protection units would escort them into a train reading the title of "Nova Prospekt." They would enter, not knowing what would happen to them. Soon Johnny and the other citizens would be knocked unconscious as the train escorts them to Nova Prospekt. Johnny would then awake as a COTA unit within OVERWATCH, now being known as [TAGLINE: 57228]. 57228 would be transported to C17, where he would wait in a pod until he is fully needed for operation. Heh... Seem's like Johnny's experience in the military, and his skills brought him to where he is now...

    Accepted as OWRTraining Date: April 25th, 20:00
     
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  22. Ironside

    Ironside Newcomer

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    Steam name:
    Shady Jeff

    Steam ID:
    STEAM_1:1:58260808

    Timezone:
    GMT +3

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):
    N/A

    Requested COTA Digits:
    48261

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):
    I was a COTA in the following CombineControl servers:
    Raidtekk.
    Fireball Gaming.
    Mjolnir.
    Solaris Gaming (which required you to become a DvL first).

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:
    I don't have a microphone but I can use Discord.

    Character's life before transhumanization:
    Drew Tucker was born on June 17th, 1992. He was born in the capital of Israel - Jerusalem. After finishing the 12th grade, being eighteen years old, Drew had to go to the army, just like anyone else in Israel. He served in the infantry force. His training in the army were not simple; the place was horrible and the food... Some people weren't even sure if it could be called food. After three months of hard training he became a real soldier in the army. The time passed while Drew served in the army and finally, it's been three years, Drew can finally leave the army and continue with his life. Drew wanted to become a doctor but since his grades on the final tests weren't good enough he had to find another job. While he was thinking of a new job he worked at the fast food restaurant at the closest mall. One day, one of Drew's friends told him about the new job he got as a mechanic, he told him they need workers and about the decent salary. Drew took the job and was a fine mechanic. In one bright day, Drew's life has been changed. It was the day when the Combines arrived. They turned Jerusalem into City 11 and Drew was relocated, he was moved to City Seventeen. Drew knew that he must get a job now, afterall, he still needs money for food and the basic human needs. Drew managed to become a sewer maintenance worker. After a while, Drew was sick of the life at the horrible capital city, City Seventeen. He was tired of the rude, scary civil protectors, the poor life, the small salary and apartment he had. While he was thinking about a solution, an idea went to his mind. He heard stories about the life outside the city, even thought some said there is nothing but ruins outside, Drew believed that his freedom is waiting outside. After weeks of looking around the gigantic city. He found a way out. It was another day under the control of the Combines and the skies were grey as always. The RDC was opened, Drew knew this is his chance to leave the city, after taking his ration, he returned to his apartment and packed some food, water and clothes in a bag, then he went to the exit he found. Drew noticed that something felt different around the exit, it was completely empty. However, that feeling did not prevent him from leaving the city. He walked inside and started to walk to his freedom. After a while, Drew reached a place with some ruins of buildings. He was tired, it was late and he walked a lot! He found a place to rest at and after a few minutes he fell asleep. The day later Drew found himself inside a strange room, there were two civil protectors - known as officers by the citizens. Drew tried to move or speak but he was unable to, he was inside a pod - The Combines found Drew and turned him to a COTA due to his previous experience in the Israeli Infantry. Drew still doesn't know how did the Combines find him and he will probably never know, but he knows one thing for sure - He won't get the freedom he dreamed of.

    Accepted as OWRTraining Date: April 25th, 20:00
     
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  23. Even Steven

    Even Steven Newcomer

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    Steam name: TemplarKnight

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:30499221

    Timezone: GMT

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): N/A

    Requested COTA Digits: 67932

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): All of the servers that I've been COTA on are no longer running, so I can only wish for your trust. Regardless, I've read almost every wiki out there and have read over the handbook as well.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: I do not have a microphone, but I am able to use Discord.

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Xavier Happy was born on June 26, 1985 (wasn't sure on the year that the server was based on...I chose 2017), at the Mercy Hospital Oklahoma City, in Oklahoma City (you guessed it). Xavier was a very quite child, and many of the activities he did were usually by himself. At school, Xavier was an outstanding student, and athlete at that. Xavier was well into sports like track and football. Xavier received a vast amount of scholarships, but Xavier was distinguisably patriotic. Xavier supported local veterans and proudly flew a flag in his parent's backyard. Not to mention, his family's service to the country. Right when Xavier turned eighteen, and graduated, he enlisted into the United States Marine Corps. Xavier trained as a recruit for several months, training to fight in the Iraq War following the events of 9/11. Post training, Xavier joined the 1st Battalion, 27th Marines. Xavier deployed in Iraq, in a small unknown village, where his squad's objective was to protect the village from the local taliban group. His squad had been at the village for seven days, and there had not been a single interruption. On the eighth day, the sound of gunshots had erupted from just south of the village. His squad reported the shots and hurried to the location, but were lured into an ambush. An IED had exploded, ripping Xavier off of his feet, but he was luckily unharmed due to the distance of the explosion. Unfortunately, Xavier's squad leader had stepped on the IED, and he was KIA. Xavier, along with his buddies, found cover and hid from the oncoming enemy fire. One of his buddies, equipped with the radio, radioed in their location and the need for reinforcements. HQ had transmitted back and had informed them of help coming. The transmission was cut short, as the radio was shot dead center by an enemy sniper positioned several hundred yards away. The sniper proceeded to fire a couple more shots, ending up hitting one of his other squad members. The morale of the troops had depleted, they had no command or help. The troops, regardless of losing their squad leader, retreated back to the town center where they positioned themselves. The local taliban group stormed in vast number and fired wildly. The squad returned fire, killing about seven or six taliban troops, and injuring three. The casualty did not only go for the taliban, as Xavier had been blown up by an explosion from a makeshift bomb. The explosion left Xavier with third degree burns on the legs and lower back region. Prior to the explosion, Xavier had received bullet wounds in the left arm, diminishing his aim. The explosion had knocked Xavier unconscious, and he found himself in an Iraq military camp. The reinforcements had arrived, killing most of the taliban, forcing them to route, and Xavier was escorted by a humvee. While laying in bed, Xavier was informed that he would be sent back home for his injuries, as they would cause major inefficiencies in battle. Xavier returned home, treated with higher quality medicine, and would stay home for several months to come. Once Xavier's conditions improved, he applied to work at a convenience store near his parent's house. Xavier would then acquire enough money to move out and get a small apartment. One day, when he was working at the store, the city, along with most of the country, had gone into lockdown. Xavier rode his bicycle back to his apartment, and locked his door. When he turned the TV on, every channel was littered with news channels. Every news channel had one message, "An unknown alien species had begun siege on Earth. Xavier had rushed over to the phone, frantically, and attempted to call his parents. The lines were so full that he could not get a phone call in. Xavier was locked in his house for several more hours, and the sounds of chaos could be heard outside his apartment. Xavier looked through the peephole and saw these fearful and unknown creatures breaking down every door. The sounds of gun shots had exploded from the other apartment, and silence followed next. An undistinguishable chatter followed, and his door had come ripping down. Xavier was directly behind the door, and the charge was so forceful, that it had rammed into him. Once again, Xavier found himself knocked unconscious. Xavier woke up in the dark, but when he tried put his hands in his face, he couldn't. The sounds of an elevator could be heard outside wherever he was, and the sound had stopped. The sound of an electric gate had been heard, and that is the last memory of Xavier. The Combine had augmented and stripped Xavier of his memories. The Combine noticed his military experience, and used his experience to assist in the preservation of their regime. Xavier had been changed, refined, and stripped of his humanity. Xavier was no longer the patriotic, lonely type of person, but a war machine.

    Accepted as OWRTraining Date: April 25th, 20:00
     
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  24. Dr. Death Defying

    Dr. Death Defying BEHIND THE WALLS SMOKIN' CIGARETTES AND SIPPIN' V

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    Steam name: GHOST GUNS

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:0:16777112

    Timezone: PST (Pacific Standard Time)

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 86753, Recruit

    Requested COTA Digits: 14041

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):

    Overwatch Commander and footsoldier among many different servers.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:

    Ye.

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Me, Myself and I.

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    The old man gently lowered himself to the seat in the dim-lit room, the light shined on over his head and glimmered into his silver hair. Wrinkles and scars were hard to differentiate on his skin, and his unkempt hair shagged over his face like overgrowth. It had been some time he had been under the spotlight, both metaphorically and literally.

    The officer lowered himself across from him, albeit quite relaxed seeing his prisoner cuffed to the table. It had been twenty years since the occupation ended. The Earth was mankind's home once again. The few rising powers that formed around the world had begun to hunt down remaining collaborators, some who had gone mad to support the Combine's cause even after their departure, and others who had gone into hiding in shame of their sins. Jericho Marshal Hughes was the later, and after many years of searching he had been tracked down to the end of the world to face his crimes.

    They sat in silence for some time, a clear age-gap separating the two men at the table. The warden was youthful; clearly born post-occupation. He was healthy, fit and lean. The elderly prisoner differed, and was ridden with conditions. He suffered from lung diseases, and he was at the doorsteps to hell. After some time, the investigator spoke, the clicking of his pen initiating the conversation.

    "Hughes? Jericho, Hughes, is it?" His eyes looked down at his file, then across the table to the restrained man.

    Jericho released a scoff, which came out more like a pained cough more than anything else. "You have me on file, yet you still persist to ask me the most basic of questions." His calloused hands pointed a finger out from where they rest on the table-top, accusingly at the man across from him. "Cut the sweet talk."

    Displeased, the man closed the file and looked him directly in the eye. "Why'd you do it, then?" He simply asked.

    Hughes couldn't help but squint at the mere question, leaning back in his chair. "Do what? Kill people? You've got to be more specif--"

    "Why did you put on the mask. Why did you enlist." He was interrupted by the agitated man.

    The senior froze in space for a moment, his eye dropping to the table, all the while fingers peddled quietly against it for a few minutes; a habit he had not dropped. He begun to rehearse a story from the closet of his mind, like a dusty souvenir of ages past.

    "I was born in a small fringe town in Latvia, one of the many satellite countries that had spread outward from the USSR, around fifteen years before the end of the arms race between Russia and the 'States. I was the middle child of three sons-- I was Jericho, my younger brother, Douglas, and our older brother, Lawrence. Our names were from the west as our father was of American blood. My mother was a native. Our fat--"

    He was cut off again. The investigator grew tired, and it was quite easily discernible. "What the hell does this have to do with my question? Answer my question." He insisted.

    Jericho leaned closer to the table, exhaling in irritation. His eye pierced the man. "You want my answer? Save the questions for afterward." He remained at the edge of his seat until he received a response.

    The officer sat for a moment, and eventually produced a sigh. "Continue," he grunted with a dissatisfied look.

    And so he did, just where he left off. "Right. Our father had became the prospector of our town's mine, which mainly only held aluminum, but he and the other men held hope that they would one day hit something to fill their pockets with. The town was abhorrently poor, with mining and agriculture being it's only two funnels of influence. Many of it's denizens lived in small wooden houses, often shared by multiple families. However, father was slightly wealthier than most from the profits he raked in from the mine, although not by much, and was able to afford a house just for him, my brothers and I. Our mother died shortly after Douglas was born. Brain cancer. Not a few months before she passed, she had lost all memory of us, something that stuck nails into our father's skull for decades to come."

    "Growing up was peculiar, to say the least. While most boys of our age, being around six or seven that is, were already plowing fields in hopes of contributing to the family, father did not put us to work, as I suppose he had felt guilt from mom's passing, as she had worked every single day of her life since she was only five, even during Christmas, and only stopped when father urged her to rest at home due to her condition. So we did not work, until much later in our lives. Until then, we played in the small field behind our houses-- a sloped green area of many memories to bare. Outwards stood a small hill, where at the upmost top of it protruded a birch tree, which donned a tire swing. I specifically remember this tire swing, as Douglas had almost broken his arm, falling out of it mid-swing. As many times as he got injured on it, it was his favorite."

    The other occupant of the room veiled his hand over his face, attempting to make sense out of the seemingly off-topic ramble of a life story. His eye slipped a look between his fingers at the deserter every few moments to make sure he was still speaking, and not actually hearing voices. However, he dared not interrupt.

    "I learned early on the ability to manipulate others into doing what you wanted. When I was 8, a travelling entertainer visited our town, who put on a play using wooden puppets. Although the irony in it all was that it was a children's play lecturing of honesty towards others, I saw past the moral, and saw the strings dangling above the puppets, each string to pull a specific limb or piece of the puppet, to orchestrate what the puppeteer wanted them to do. For years to come after that, I tricked my younger brother, Douglas, into doing many things for me. I was the puppeteer, and he was my puppet. However, it never worked on Lawrence, as he easily saw through my machinations. The difference between him and I, as I had realized years later in my life, was that Lawrence was just as manipulative as I, only playing a different scheme. I pulled strings behind the scenes to achieve what I want, playing with their trust. Lawrence was different. He played with an open hand-- he wanted you to know he was toying with you, playing with your fear. If there was anything to learn from Lawrence, it was that fear is only dangerous once it is in the hands of your opponent."

    The story had developed into something else, and the officer took notice. His boredom become replaced with questions, yet he still let the man speak, reserving his questions for last.

    "Years would pass of myself tricking Douglas to do things for me, or even doing things just for the hell of it, sometimes getting him hurt, even. That provided for an even better laugh. But Lawrence was always able to one-up me. One evening, he told me some tall tale about how 'liars' get spiders under their pillow at night. I laughed him off, only to discover the morning after that Lawrence had stuck a large, living spider, around a foot and a half wide in diameter, under my pillow. Everyone awoke in the house from my eerie screech, and Lawrence awoke from his bed with a smirk written on his face. Douglas was convinced of Lawrence's tall tale, showing even further of how easily he could be played with, while I was infuriated at him for pulling such a prank on me."


    "I was seventeen when the our father was convicted of a murder he did not commit. He was an honest man, and so I think we all believed him when he said that he wasn't guilty, but nevertheless he was taken away from us, and as the trial went on by with all three of us peeking through the courthouse window in attempts to eavesdrop on the situation, we all realized that his innocence would not be proven. To this day, I believe that father died a false death, being hanged for a crime he did not do, but without our father to keep a roof over our heads, we saw nothing holding us down to this poor town, and all three of us departed southwest, with the little money we had. We arrived in Berlin, Germany, seeking jobs. We were quickly employed as construction workers and were able to afford a single apartment, erecting large business buildings over the course of months. Not often would we work on the same job at the same time, but when we did, we rarely met eye, as we were focused on getting our pay and making a living. When we got home each evening, chatter was slim to none, mainly asking of how our days went, maybe spoke of a few stories from work, and that was it. We all shared the same bed-- one large king sized bed, and it was not as awkward as the silence between us was after father died. There was no more tricks, no more pranks or manipulation. It was as if father was the only thing that held us together. Without father, Lawrence almost never spoke at all, and Douglas sunk into a deep depressive state."

    "I was 25 years old when portal storms began raging across the world. Chaos was in the streets, people dying left and right. We kept ourselves locked into our apartment when it first started, and as the streets mostly cleared up after a few weeks, even with the portal storms still striking strong, we attempted to continue our work to keep pay flowing. Although it was never the same with the weirded 'wildlife' that ran amok, we were still able to afford our apartment."

    "Years later, the war. Synths marched throughout the streets, a nearly unstoppable force. We all ducked out of our apartment just minutes before the entire building crumbled to it's foundations. Myself, being in front of them all, made it out from the demolition of the structure, but as I looked behind me, I saw a searing metal beam shred off from the rest of the debris, and landed directly on top of Lawrence, and caved Douglas in. I could only assume that both were dead, as the mechanical abberations continued to progress closer and I had no time to think. In truth, it was I who had shoved Lawrence back; my brotherly rivalry transcending pettiness into sheer spite. He collided into Douglas, and he too fell back. The building collapsed on them then and there, and their burden was no longer my own. I escaped the city, free from the chaos, but eventually they came to round us up, to put us back in the cities. Armed men. Conscripts. Just like you and I, only employed by our destructors."

    "For the first time in my life, I was a puppet to someone other than my brother. A blue-suited chess piece. Work cycles, rations, work cycles, rations. That became my only purpose for such a long time. Until I realized where I stood in all of this. It took me an extensive amount of time to realize this, but the environment I was put in, was an environment perfect for my expertise. I was the puppet only because I allowed myself to be. I could become the puppeteer once again. I could manipulate them all to my will, not for the sake of manipulation, but for the sake of being on top, being in control, and surviving. It was no surprise that the union was the winning side, and that was the side I took. I would climb to the top, sit on the highest throne and watch them crumble beneath me, for I would be in control, and they would be my puppets. I would survive because I will be on top."

    The younger man stood frozen in his seat, almost in fear of what he had just heard. It seemed inhumane, insane for his aperture to even conceive of such thoughts. He walked into this interrogation with pride, and was prepared to leave with fear. Jericho could only produce a smirk, as he leaned in again.

    "That is why I put on the uniform. That is why I put on the mask. Not for the Union, but for me. You would have done the same, boy."



    I was not done.

    Not yet. I still had mountains to climb. Battles to conquer. Aspirations to obtain. I served conscripted to the school of thought that the Authority would be my leverage to those ends.


    But it was only a downward spiral to damnation by my own making.

    I boarded onto the train without much else of a thought. The large, mechanical vehicle contrasted from the rest of the station; A monstrous contraption of black and blue that would lead me far off to a distant place. I had heard of Nova Prospekt in passing mentions, but here I was on a train heading straight for it, and I would see it with my own eye. I didn't even look at my own Commander on the way out. He didn't like it as much as I, but I couldn't bring myself to look him eye to eye one last time as the escort filed me out from the nexus and into the trainyard.


    The ride was long and quiet, yet what was only a few hours had stretched to become the longest moment in my entire life, as it was then that I finally laid out my hand and actually looked at my cards. As I reflected upon my deeds and my sins respectively, the Overwatch soldiers accompanying my transfer to the facility were still and only swayed as the train did. Even though present physically, I could not help but feel as if they were intangible from my grasp of understanding. Was this what I was to become? My thoughts and opinions flushed from side to side; one moment denying my fate, another accepting my ascent.


    I looked myself up and down several times during the ride, even if constrained in the pod. This is what they wanted for a soldier. What I had been trained to look upon in pride had only left me with questions, yet from what I could muster from the Corporal's words was that this would give me the answers I sought for, and so much more.


    When the train finally rolled to a halt, our surroundings mimicked the style and form of the vehicle we had arrived in. The foreign, otherworldly metal made up the entire structure, built upon the foundations of the old. I was escorted out without much hesitation, and it was then that I had begun to understand their purpose, and my role. Man made perfect. Flesh transformed into an immaculate figure of our cause. They hadn't needed to hesitate for their mind was reflected by their actions flawlessly. The pod began to take off onto a separate rail as the solders remained behind on the platform.. The facility was vast with several sets of railings and passing guardsmen and servitors alike; gruesome and morbid sanitary workers assigned to their tasks by punishment. Below was a chasm of mechanical whirling; An active synthetic factory producing and manufacturing- No, converting an army, under the brandishing banner of our progress. The battle of my mind had been won, as I could only look at their existences as refined potential, and brought comfort to what I was to be. My faults would become my strengths, my enhancements my lifeline as I would partake in a crusade towards the heavens.


    I stepped out from my humanity.

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    I did not step down from it.

    Fantastic application, accepted as OWR.
     
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  25. Ethan

    Ethan Combine Civil Authority

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    Oh my god I just realized I missed my own training yesterday, I fucked up boys I am so sorry. Will reschedule again very soon.
     
  26. doggoh

    doggoh yec
    ★ Creative Team ★

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    Location:
    hell
    Ratings:
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    Steam name: doggoh

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:85666706

    Timezone: GMT-8

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): N/A

    Requested COTA Digits: 90273

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): Yes, on the server "Prismium Gaming"

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Mic: No Discord: Yes

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Kyle Stewart was born on May 17th, 1988 in Dallas, Texas. He lived a rather ordinary life, raised by two loving parents. He made his way through school with stellar grades, and went on to join the police force in 2009, only a year before the Combine invasion. He was on a sewer patrol, attempting to find any Xenians from a recent portal storm. He looked at his watch, checking the time. It was [REDACTED], 2010 - 3 p.m. Suddenly, a crash was heard, quickly snapping his attention away from the watch.. From underground, Kyle could hear faint series of gunshots and explosions from the surface. The 7-hour war had begun. Kyle remained in the sanctuary of the sewers, not wanting to charge out into the warzone above. 7 hours later, the gunshots stopped. The war was over. Kyle cautiously left the sewage system, exploring the wreckage that was once Dallas. It wasn't long before he was snatched up by a synth soldier, stripped of all possessions that weren't his clothes, and thrown into the civilian system like everyone else. Kyle went with the flow, being transferred to Urban Center #2. He lived out the life of an average citizen for 3 years, asking no questions. One day, a steady knock was heard on his shabby apartment door. He went to open it, only to be greeted with a CWU worker. The worker handed him a coupon, a coupon he had not seen since he was first inducted into the civilian program. It was a relocation coupon, stating that he was going to be transferred to Urban Center #17. The next morning, Kyle was at the dock, waiting in line to board a civilian transport boat. The boat took him all the way to an unknown coast in Europe, before he was boarded onto a train. He went with the flow like usual, following orders, asking no questions. After a days worth on the train, it had finally came to a stop in City 17's station. He exited the vehicle along with the other 3 passengers, making his way to the train station exit. Once he had reached the train stations checkpoint, the suitcase was stripped from him, and he was sent to the left, away from the train stations exit. He walked through the fence gate, simply staring at the sign above. "NOVA PROSPEKT", it read. He wanted to ask questions, but he didn't. He followed orders. He complied, as per usual. He was shoved into one of the cold, dark, train cars, before it left the station with a roar. Kyle sat in the train car alone, thinking to himself about what this could mean. He knew what Nova Prospekt was, everyone did. But why him? Why was he chosen? That was the first time he asked questions, and he never got an answer. He was unloaded from the train, alone. He was passed through a checkpoint after arriving, where Prison Guards adorned in bulky armor would inspect him. They checked everything. his posture, his muscle, his attitude, when suddenly, they began to drag him off. They shoved him into a prisoner pod, which began to slowly move along the tracks hanging from the ceiling. Kyle closed his eyes, not wanting to see where he was being taken. Suddenly, it wasn't himself keeping his eyes closed, but his lack of consciousness. When he awoke, he found himself still in a pod, but he was...Different. He didn't feel the same, he felt heavier then before. His neck ached, as well as his stomach. He tried to ignore the pain, clenching his eyes shut. Little did he know, he had just become a trans-human, and obedient soldier of the Combine Empire.
     
  27. Jason The Huskvee

    Benefactor

    Joined:
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    Ratings:
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    Steam name: Jason The Huskvee

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:71899609

    Timezone: GMT-5

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 43604 - RANK GU2

    Requested COTA Digits: 21369

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): None.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: My microphone isn't very good, but yes, I can use discord.

    Character's life before transhumanization:
    Jacob Kriezner lived in New York city his entire life. He lived in a pretty filthy, broken down area of the Ghettos. At the age of 15 he got involved with a gang nearby, falling into a circle of crime, going in and out of jail for minor crimes like petty theft, threats, and other things. When he hit the age of 19 he decided to straighten his act up, and managed to get a job a cashier at a local store. He has a pretty calm and simple life from that point forward. When the Union arrived he was unsure what to do, but naturally, he hid in fear for his life. Eventually, they scooped him up and integrated him into their twisted society. Soon enough, he joined up with the CCA after getting tired of sitting around with his thumb up his butt. After a few years of serving, he accepted the fact humanity is just going to keep killing itself, and he decided to go transhuman to shed most of the humanity he had left, opting to rather become part of a greater power than keep dragging himself through a broken reality.
     
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  28. COTA

    COTA Mingeman
    Administrator

    Joined:
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    Messages:
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    Location:
    Canada
    Ratings:
    +30 / 3 / -1
    Steam name: COTA ( The O is a symbol )

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:155890420

    Timezone: AST (Atlantic Standard Time)

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): No COTA unit pre-existing

    Requested COTA Digits: 1161

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): I was recruited at first a standard COTA soldier as OW on DNA's server. Then eventually became a Elite Soldier for a awhile then was transferred as a CmD elite guard for a period of time. Then the server shut down, and I hopped on server to server for awhile were on some of the servers I'd land a COTA spot as just an event character to combat resistance.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: My computer mic is broke for some reason but I can still use my Ipad discord mic.

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    Edd Olivia's life was a pretty rough one. He was born in a drug house with a mother who was addicted to Meth and a father who was abusive and was on the verge of divorce. Living in downtown Detroit in a small half abandoned apartment that probably was going to collapse. Most of his younger child life wasn't AWFUL considering he was just neglected in his bedroom to play with his plush toys while his parents argued and fought in the shadows. When he turned 5, he started loaning for his parents attention, and he bugged them more. This did a peace by stopping arguments by stealing one of the parents attention, and this slowed down tension in the house for a bit. When Edd turned 7, his mother contracted PTSD from the father, who constantly abused her when Edd was at school. One day, Edd walked out of his room and into his parents room where his mom was sleeping. He jumped on the bed and onto his mother, jumping in place to wake her up. After going on for several minutes, the mother uttered stop. Edd replied with "No." and jumped harder for another couple minutes. Then the mother slumped up and said with a louder and heavier tone. "Stop..." "No!" Edd replied childishly, he started lightly kicking his mom legs. The mom shot up and face the kid yelling "STOP!" Which to Edd replied to the usual "No." That was enough for the mother, she sloped up and slapped Edd angrily. Edd fell off the bed and landed against the old rugged carpet floor. Standing up almost ready to piss himself in fear from the random attack. Running out of the room.

    From there on, things spiraled out of control. Edd found himself at a foster home at age 10, and at age 14 he was diagnosed with A-morality which is a disorder that causes someone to basically not give a shit about anyone or others feeling. At age 17 he stole a car and was arrested on the way to Chathram Kent in an attempt to get to Canada. He was sent to a adults detention center not far from Toronto after and lived there for 2 years before the Portal Storms occurred. He was 19 when half way through the lunch period when some guard went on speaker phone and started ordering people to line up. They lined all the inmates up and lead them outside the facility urgently. It was pouring outside. Rain clouds filled the sky but in the distance, besides the lights of lightning in the distance, there was bright blue lights that hovered over the clouds and peered through them and onto the ground. Distant cracks of gunfire echoed through the distance. This set some prisoners off as they were loaded onto blue buses and sent off.

    The buses sent the inmates through Toronto city and into the province of Quebec, where they were stationed in an emergency campsite where they stayed as the world plunged into pure hell. By the time Edd was 21 when the Combine took over, while the invasion occurred, the camp authorities kept the situation quiet from the inmates to prevent camp. Since the camp was in the middle of no were and very isolated withen the dense forest of Quebec the prisoners were kept successfully unaware until the sixth hour mark until several gunships hovered over in the distance and detected the camp, and quickly deployed. It was less of a slaughter and more of a rounding up as the inmates surprisingly didn't freak out and they were loaded onto Dropships and were escorted to an unknown location. There were no windows and no one told Edd where the fuck they were taking him.

    2020 was when Edd applied for the Combine Overwatch Forces under the idea he'd have a perfect eternal life from the propaganda. He was accepted, and had his memory wiped even though he never was informed this. From there on, he'd spend the next 2 years in constant training and augmentation until the current year. Where he is deployed as an OWR and is awaiting final confrontation from OWR to OW.
     
  29. SyKo

    SyKo Newcomer

    Joined:
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    Messages:
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    Ratings:
    +1 / 0 / -0
    Steam name:
    [IFN]Rex[EA]

    Steam ID:
    STEAM_0:1:87963885

    Timezone:
    Eastern Standard Time

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):
    None not a current unit

    Requested COTA Digits:
    18257

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable):
    I Have been a EOW KING(Three times),EOW Ranger(Twice) I have been the Sec(3 times on 3 different servers)

    Microphone and able to use Discord?:
    Yes

    Character's life before transhumanization:
    Before Transhumanization Anthony Scott was a simple man trying to survive in the current world. He was a Marine before the 7 Hour War and his Skills and Abilities allowed him to survive to this point. Anthony Scott came to a period of his life where he considered what to do with himself. During this process he Reflected on his past life. He remembered growing up in a small town near a Lake named Lake Victory. He remembered all of his fathers lessons that he had taught Anthony and what his father once told him to always remember. "Always be a Leader, Never a follower". He Decided to try and join the Combine forces in their efforts to keep the streets safe and making all rebels Disappear. He knew what being a Combine Unit would not allow the chance to go back. Before joining the Combine Forces he decided to first learn more about the rebels and gather any intel about their plans and bases. Anthony searched around the cities looking for Rebel Informants. After running into a few rebels he gained their trust in keeping their secrets. Anthony Scott was always loyal to the people he worked for but he already set his loyalty to the combine. After gathering enough evidence Anthony Scott went to local combine forces and gave them all he had on the Rebels. With the developments of this new Intel, The combine allowed Anthony Scott to be a loyalist for them. He watched several Rebel Cells burn and crumble at the feet of the combine. He continued to do this sort of work for the combine until he gained enough of their trust to finally join their ranks. With his prior experience before the war and his recent acts of duty Anthony was informed that he would not be made into a simple Civil Protection Unit. He wondered what they had in store for him but his loyalty to them influenced him to continue with that they wanted to do to him. Anthony Scott was taken into the Citadel where he was prepared for his transformation into an official Combine Unit. Still unaware of what they wanted to do for him, Anthony followed along and was taken into a room that was Unknown to him. No one has heard from Anthony Scott Since. All that is known is that there is a new Unit of the Combine Ready for Combat.
     
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  30. Lush

    Lush New Member

    Joined:
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    Messages:
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    Ratings:
    +91 / 13 / -9
    Steam name: Lush

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:85937931

    Timezone: Eastern Standard

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): 91940 - 01

    Requested COTA Digits: 56990

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): Overwatch Captain on this server during it's early stages.

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes

    Character's life before transhumanization: 56990 was your standard male, he previously stood at 5'8" before the portal storms, while he was a child he fantasized about joining the once large U.S military, with this he'd attempt to always keep an excellent physic while others nearly always criticized him for focusing on himself instead of his families and others, however once he had reached the age of 17, the age of enlistment the portal storms instantly tossed his community into turmoil. Following his father and his mothers they were lead into safety outside of the city in a nearby forest which was densely populated and deemed a swamp by the city, however spending years upon years inside the forested region he soon and quickly learned how to survive the harsh and unforgiving weather he lived in. Soon after nearly yet another year later the 7 hour war began between the Combine and the remaining human military forces. Hearing the nearby fighting between the two sides he nearly instantly left his family inside of the swamp region and began advancing towards the nearby fighting, as soon as he arrived however he soon quickly noticed that the humans had lost their effort and those who surrendered and survived the fight surrendered themselves to the war machine that was the progressing Union. Spending yet another day in the outskirts of his city he slowly made his advance into the city, following and slowly making his advance towards the city's alleys and back-roads whenever he could, however barely an hour into his adventure he was instantly fired upon by the one of the Union's many assets, he surrendered himself towards the strange creature before him and he was instantly placed into one of the many carriers and shipped away from the city into the current City 24. He began the first year inside of the city as a standard civilian and the treatment that was given to them by the Civil Protection so he decided to join a Civil Protection team, wandering into the nearest Nexus he grabbed his first form and filled it out, nearly an hour later he was pulled into Nexus and began his training as a Recruit. Years later he advanced towards the position of 02 in the City 24 protection teams, his Squad Leaders soon reported his success and combat prowess inside of the Protection team which then he was taken into the academy for transhumanization!

    Accepted - Ethan
     
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  31. Alex Benson

    Alex Benson Newcomer

    Joined:
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    Messages:
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    Ratings:
    +1 / 0 / -0
    Steam name: Alex

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:75643357

    Timezone: PST (UTC−08:00)

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable): RcT-88832

    Requested COTA Digits: 88832

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): []

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: Yes

    Character's life before transhumanization:

    During the ages of 10-14 Jimmy being the curious pre-teen that he was, he always wondered what he would do when he grows up. Jimmy saw his happy father work for the city they live in and protect citizens. From seeing his father do remarkably well at his job, Jimmy soon had the idea that he would like to follow in the footsteps of his father. Jimmy wanted to become a policeman, but soon this dream becomes short-lived.

    When he was fifteen years old, The Seven Hour War begun. Jimmy saw a lot of blood in his city, but he kept calm. He tried to save his family, but they ran away and he never saw them again. He decided to hide in the basement of his home after he took all the supplies he could from the upper level of his home. After one hour everything went silent. Scared and shocked Jimmy slowly opened doors and left the safe place, heading into the unknown. The Union brutality left a lasting negative effect. He decided to look for survivors, and after two hours of loitering he met two black guys, one was 23 years, and the second one was 20 years old. Unfortunately, they refused to help him. The alone teenager had to face reality without any help. Finding his way into the resistance he later was captured by the combine during a scavenging mission. Because he wasn't a known rebel, the combine decided to turn him into a transhuman unit.
     
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  32. [VG] [NLN] Captain Don

    Joined:
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    Location:
    Massachusetts, United States of America
    Ratings:
    +17 / 3 / -0
    Steam name:[VG] [NLN] Captain Don

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:90819740

    Timezone: U.S EST

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):

    Requested COTA Digits: 14054

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): Yes but not on this server

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: yes

    Character's life before transhumanization: Don was born in Napoil, italy his mother died shortly after giving birth he grew up with his father who was always in favor of the Universal Union John grew up loving the the Universal Union do to his father always telling him that they are the best choice for humanities survival etc. Then he turned 20 he found a beautiful girl named Rosa they got married 2 years later. One day he went to visit his father and he found out that his father was a rebel he couldn't belive it after everything his father told him about the Universal Union he loved his father but he loved the Union more he reported his father to the Union and watch as he got taken away in a struggle for his loyalty for this he was ask if he would like to be a conscript without hesitation he accepted the offer. Now he has been serving in the Union conscript army for 10 years and a CP for 6 he hasn't seen his Rosa in a decade he has no idea if she are alive or die but he hopes that she knows which side is good and which side is bad (In his eyes the Universal Union is good and the rebels are bad). Don is so loyal he volunteered to become apart of the Transhuman army and they turned him into an even more loyal soldier.
     
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  33. [VG] [NLN] Captain Don

    Joined:
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    Location:
    Massachusetts, United States of America
    Ratings:
    +17 / 3 / -0
    Steam name:AceCaptainDon

    Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:90819740

    Timezone: U.S EST

    Existing unit digits and rank (If applicable):

    Requested COTA Digits: 14054

    Prior COTA experience (If applicable): Yes but not on this server

    Microphone and able to use Discord?: yes

    Character's life before transhumanization: Don was born in Napoil, italy his mother died shortly after giving birth he grew up with his father who was always in favor of the Universal Union Don grew up loving the the Universal Union do to his father always telling him that they are the best choice for humanities survival etc. Then he turned 20 he found a beautiful girl named Rosa they got married 2 years later. One day he went to visit his father and he found out that his father was a rebel he couldn't belive it after everything his father told him about the Universal Union he loved his father but he loved the Union more he reported his father to the Union and watch as he got taken away in a struggle for his loyalty for this he was ask if he would like to be a conscript without hesitation he accepted the offer. Now he has been serving in the Union conscript army for 10 years and a CP for 6 he hasn't seen his Rosa in all of this time he has no idea if she are alive or die but he hopes that she knows which side is good and which side is bad (In his eyes the Universal Union is good and the rebels are bad). Don is so loyal he volunteered to become apart of the Transhuman army and they turned him into an even more loyal soldier.


    (Just to let you know this is for the new Half-life server)
     
  34. hero

    hero okay

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    Location:
    yes
    Ratings:
    +397 / 60 / -260
    Wrong section for apps, here is the correct place - https://cc-revival.com/index.php?threads/cota-qrf-applications.1429/
     
  35. [VG] [NLN] Captain Don

    Joined:
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    Location:
    Massachusetts, United States of America
    Ratings:
    +17 / 3 / -0