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Jack-Spade

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About Jack-Spade

  • Birthday 05/11/93

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  1. C. JoeBavio III

    Hey! I'm sure you already know my name; Oh?... You don't know who I am?... Then let me tell you something,... a story,... which begins...... Now! Childhood I was born in Naples Italy on May 11th of 1993, I lived in a small villa on the outskirts of the city. It was a nice village, good people, nice scenery; But, nothing compared to its night life of course, there were several pubs and bars where the villagers, and a few people from Naples would come in and partake in the feste. (Oh... I'm sorry, I mean festivities.) But during the day most of the townsfolk would tend to their apple orchards and hop farms, which produced a hefty supply ale and beer that would bring income to the village. All in all, It was a nice place to grow up. I have small family: My father, Michael JoeBavio II, who was Italian of course, then there is my mother, Cara Gustel JoeBavio,... she was german, sort of an odd combination don't you think? Well... I sure thought so. Then last but not least,... My older brother, Alexander James JoeBavio. My brother and I had an age difference of about five years or so. This age difference made it so... we never got along very well when I was younger. I mean,... in his eyes I was four foot nothing, one hundred and nothing tiny ball of annoyance. My mother on the other hand was all into me, I mean I love her and all just give me some space. But, as most mothers, she was too busy for her own good; Yet, she somehow always found time to spend with me. I mean even with all the cooking, the cleaning, doing the laundry, fixing scrapes and bruises, ect, she still.. found.. time.. to spare (I wish I could manage fucking time like that..). Well that was my childhood mostly, a lot of farming, a lot of drinking, and alot of money making (It feels like another life to me right now..). My Father got a job running security, it was at one of the Naples construction yards. It was easy work most of the time he would say; Yet, somehow... He would always ended up with a shit ton of paperwork after his shift and would have to stay over night just to finish it. Like... even though It was an easy job with good pay, getting submerged in pencil pushing paper cutting crap was not his forte believe me. Well... I thought to myself, that how much worse could it get for him? Then civil war broke out in Italy on May 27th 1998. An Insurgent faction calling themselves "La Correzione or The Correction" (The Correction?... What the fuck are they fixing by shooting random people and bombing schools?... NOT A FUCKING THING THATS WHAT!) Anyway, my father was drafted... Infantry (Not the most ideal position for a loving father and farmer), and only after only 4 months of service he was killed in a road side bombing. Right there, thats when my childhood ended, war, occupation, death, and destruction, War it never changes. My mother then decided it was way too dangerous to stay in Italy so she hired a dock worker to get passage out of the country. We left on a boat in the middle of the night, heading for the only place we could dream of being in... America. The New World America! land of the free, home of the brave! More like the land of debt. Wartime, Rescission, and Poverty had encumbered America's ability to successfully sustain itself. Its now 2012?... Fourteen years since my family and I left our homeland and came to live in Boston to escape civil.. war.., My mother, worked herself to death in the clothing factory off of 31st and 2nd street for twelve years before she was diagnosed with Leukemia. Leukemia... one of the most lethal cancers on the face of this earth. Out of all the things this loving women had to come down with,... Why Leukemia, my brother and I didn't know what to do! There was no cure! No way to help! we were grief stricken... But my mother always had a way of cheering us up when times were dull and looking at its worst. She pulled us aside and said "No matter what happens I will always be proud of you, I just know my boys will grow up to be honorable and courageous like your father." August 14th 2012 she passed away, leaving my brother and I a gift to help us with our lives going further, It was the courage to take society and make something better,... to do some good in this world with the time we still have left. That's when we both agreed to join the US Army.
  2. NATO Contact Frequency 88.8Hz [UNSECURE]

    *SSgt. Joe'Bavio III Answers Warrant Officer Reynolds* "This is Staff Sergeant C. Joe'Bavio, 2d Battalion, 501st Infantry Regiment,1st Brigade, 82nd Airborne Division Sir!" *SSgt. Joe'Bavio III Releases the Push to talk.*
  3. NATO Contact Frequency 88.8Hz [UNSECURE]

    *SSgt. Joe'Bavio hears the Communication and runs over to his radio and puts on his headset* "This is Jack 4-1 Actual calling Gambler!.... Come In Gambler!.... Be advised all other teams Queen, King, Ace are KIA." "If you are reading me what are my orders? Please respond!" *SSgt. Joe'Bavio takes off his headset and waits for a response*
  4. Sanctuary

    I am glad your powers of observation are immensely powerful.
  5. Sanctuary

    Great Idea for a group, I like your art and lore alot!
  6. Doc? Doctor Pisces are you there?... (Open Freq)

    *Jack would begin to pace around the room, as if he was trying to find the words to say* **He presses his PTT and begins to speak** "I heard what Loscham has been doing, I think it is time to end this madness." *Jack pauses to give himself a moment before asking something that is very hard for him to ask* "I need to find him and end it, do you know his whereabouts?" *Jack releases his PTT and stares at the gun shaking in his hand.*
  7. *Jack sips a crudely brewed cup of coffee, he sets the cup down, straps on his prosthetic arm, and pulls out his journal to read the statements again.* **Jack begins to think to himself as he reads through the journal "God Loscham... What happened to you..."** ***Jack presses his Push to talk button on the side of his walkie and pauses a moment to compose himself before he speaks... He then begins to speak.*** "Doctor Hope Pisces.... If you are listening to this please answer, This is Jack Spade, and I need your help." *Listens a moment to the static trying to hear a response, but suddenly thinks "Loscham may be listening..."* **He releases the PTT and awaits a response.**
  8. Altar AM 99.7 [Open Freq.]

    *Jack Tunes into 99.7 and hears the man talk* *Jack Presses his PTT* "Welcome to the wasteland Jimmy Craft I am your Ace in the hole host Jack Spade and I broadcast on 87.8 The Grave, Welcome to the wonderfull Trade of music and news!" *Jack Releases his PTT*
  9. Shut down S2

    S2 was down for an entire day yesterday and it only reached 33 people, that should go to say the 15 plus people who were on last night on S2 could not join or refused to play on the bad connection
  10. Thank you for the beanz mate

    1. bucketfan4life

      bucketfan4life

      Think  nothing of it. You actually made a sound argument and one that I agree with, the people usually on S2 would be on S1 if what the people say is the case. There are people who play S2 and will always play and prefer S2 as long as it's up.

  11. Shut down S2

    Actually There is an effect but it is not noticeable in a first person perspective as explained in the post above and for example someone states -Put your hands up or you die!- if you have 300+ ping you will keep walking on their screen for a few extra seconds, End Result -You are dead!- it wont effect the game itself but your response time. S2 is down at the moment and only 40 people or so are playing on S1. That should say something right there that out of the 23,098 members with 250 to 300 who are online at a single instant. S1 should be packed if my math is correct but people who cannot connect and / or have bad latency issues.
  12. Shut down S2

    I get major gear lag on S1; For example, When you are moving stuff from your backpack to another location and / or picking up loot it take on average about 3 extra times dragging the item before the server catches up and loads, considering your ping = 300 and and on average a server in your area is around 50 - 60, it will take people who are not in the server area and / or do not have decent internet A.K.A. Google Fiber about 6 mili-seconds causing them to catch up to actual server speed to where they can continue responding. A lot can happen in the time it takes to catch up, so lets say you are initiated on on S1, people on average shoot a person between 3 to 5 seconds of not responding because of the ping that they have. I get 570 ping on S1 That is 9.5 mili-seconds to respond. which is why myself and so many other groups play on S2 and not for gear. Please consider the many who play on S2 are actually playing there to play at a human rate.
  13. *Jack sits down in his chair about to do a broadcast, when he looks out the window and sighs.* *He pulls out a pack of Marshals Menthol Cigarettes and packs the pack.* *As he begins to light a cigarette he begins to think about his wife and kids (Long Deceased).* "I wonder if anyone is listening to my broadcast..." *Jack pauses a moment* "It doesn't matter, i'm not doing this for myself, its for the people out in the wastes." *Jack, With a determined look on his face flips the switch on the microphone and begins his broadcast.*
  14. The Demise Of My Brother Loscham. (Open Frequency)

    [align=center]*Joe while cooking some food at camp, Hears the radio broadcast and runs over to it*[/align] [align=center]*As he holds the radio on his knees he begins to feel sadness overcome him*[/align] [align=center]*"You son of a bitch, you were too reckless......" he thinks to himself.*[/align] [align=center]*He hears loscham's gargled last words and looks up into the sky rain hitting him in the face*[/align] [align=center]NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![/align] [align=center]*Joe picks up his gun and begins to pack up camp*[/align] [align=center]"Ill kill all you rotted basterds! ILL KILL YOU ALL!!!!" [/align]
  15. [align=center]*Jack plugs in the PA equipment and begins fiddling around with the mic*[/align] [align=center]"Testing.....Testing......."[/align] [align=center]*He turns a few knobs around before trying again*[/align] [align=center]"TESTING!.....(A squelch is heard on the mic) Yes it works. Hello wasteland this is your ace in the hole host Jack Spade to let you know I will begin doing my usual radio station again soon."[/align]
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