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Freight

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  • Birthday 02/12/2003

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  1. Javier - Highly multidimensional with many facets. Tough-headed beast one second and then making a girl feel like a princess the next. Always honest and a great deal stronger than he believes. Suárez - Unknown Origin You clearly able to see when and where I was "born", but the reality is that nobody really knows the response to such inquiries. My "Mother" and "Father" found me on the side of the road on the outskirts of Los Cabos. And yeah, I know. . . "Los Cabos, Mexico". . . the city with the highest homicide rate in Mexico. . . what are the odds. The reality is, without the saving grace of my "Parents" I would not be here with you today to tell my tale. As you heard, this story does not have a very pleasant beginning, and well, I can not say it gets any better. With Los Cabos being the way that it is, the youth are bound to get caught up in numerous mischievous acts. We were basically set up to fail from Day 1. And fail is what I did. . . Around the time I was eleven, it was just my mom and I left. My father and brother had been declared "missing". I knew that they wouldn't just leave mom and I in the dust, left to fend for ourselves in this cruel, cruel world. Something had to have happened to them, and none of the possibilities included the "happily ever after" ending that Mom was ever so hoping for. It was around this time that I started to get involved with a local gang called the "Nuevos Cabos". They had this innocent eleven year old boy handling and transporting weapons and stolen goods across town. When they saw me, they saw a target that was unlikely to get held up, which meant in their eyes, I was $$$. The Padrino of the gang (Pablo) was very determined in his efforts to make an impression on me. I never really understood his thought process around doing this, but I went along with it and sort of accepted him some sort of a fatherly figure. . . !!!STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS!!!
  2. Freight

    Potius Cras

    I ""Titus Young" agree that while I am playing in the Potius Cras group CP, I waive my right to report anyone for KOS or attempted KOS on me under any circumstances. All kills on my character will be valid so long as my character is in the Potius Cras CP no matter how the character death came about. So long as I am playing a Potius Cras character that is working for / with the organization, or my forum name is on the group CP on the forums, I waive my right to report any KOS or attempted KOS on my character. // Signed by Titus Young
  3. Alright, in this situation, I was just cutting down trees so that we could continue the expansion of out base. When I was bringing back one of the logs, I saw multiple people talking to the leader of our "group". I saw a little suspicious on why there were so many unknown people up at our base in Kamensk, which was so far out of the way. For fear that things would go South, I went inside of our base and attached the combination lock to the gate so that no other random people could have free roam of our base. Less than 5 minutes after me locking up the base I heard the suspicious guys say that they were "leaving" and then a couple seconds after that one of them yelled "ALRIGHT, NOW EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS UP". Almost immediately after this was yelled, there was gunfire. This left my teammates very little time to react to the situation as they said in a later discussion that they were more or less KOS'd. The way that I died was rather weird. My mic in game was not working for some reason and the hostile people were telling any people in the base to put their hands up. I naturally wasn't going to do this as they just killed most of my squad and I wanted to take someone out with me. All of the sudden one of the hostile people unloaded an M4 mag through the front gate (which mind you was sheet metal). This was what ultimately killed me as someone was third person peaking over the base walls and blindly shooting me through the metal gate (which is a pretty cheap way to kill someone imo).
  4. Me and my brother De'Andre had it rough growing up. As long as I can remember, our father was never in our life. It feels as if I've never even met the man. The lack of a father figure in our lives resulted in us both having problems with authority. We lived in a city where the crime rate was at an all-time high and our mother didn't want us to get mixed in with the wrong crowds. A lot of the time I let my buildup of frustration and anger get to me which, in turn, got me in a boatload of trouble. This on top of the fact that i struggled with school was a recipe for me to head down the path that my mother tried to stop me from going down. In an attempt to get my life back on track, De'Andre got me to join the school Wrestling team along with the Football team. Those boys that I met were like family to me, and I would do ANYTHING to protect them. My sheer stature allowed me to excel in both sports. I still had anger problems though. They still got the best of me. This was when 'Dre suggested that I should start fighting. I took him up on the offer and if this wasn't the best thing that has happened to me, I don't know what is. Fight after fight, KO, after KO, I quickly became one of the most feared people in our city. Exactly what Mom didn't want to happen. Soon after we graduated high school, 'Dre became my manager and booked me fights all over the world. With my popularity came immense amounts of stress. I felt that I had to let people see when they wanted, KO's. The last thing that I wanted to do is let down my hometown. Hard objects were placed under my gloves before every fight after high school. The streak continued, never lost a fight, and always knocked out my opponent. City after City, Country after Country there was one place that I have longed to fight in, Chernarus. ‘Dre booked me a fight and we soon found ourselves in Russia. Since we were early for my fight because I still needed to cut down my weight to 225 pounds, ‘Dre and I decided that we would go take in the views of the Countryside in Chernarus.
  5. I was born in Dallas, Texas on February 12. As a young boy, I rarely saw my father due to him being a Sergeant Major in the military. I lacked an interest in any school related activities and I generally kept to myself. By the time I was in high school, I had only seen my Dad a couple of times in the past 15 years of my life. But by his 20th deployment, my father and his crew ran over an I.E.D. mine in their Armored vehicle. After hearing of this, I wanted to further improve on my father's service within the military. Due to this, my interest in guns and living off the land peaked. I ended up getting my hands on my father’s rifle that was chambered in .308 Winchester along with his handy dandy Glock 18. For the next two years, I trained and went on numerous hunting and camping trips with some of my friends. While abroad these hunting/camping trips, I learned to be stealthy and gained the knowledge of various plants and animals. I learned to be able to live off the land for long periods of time. One of my accomplishments during those few years was that I killed MANY deer with both of my dad’s old guns that I have claimed, so many that I earned the nickname "Bucky". . . Once I graduated high school, I enlisted into the army. After extensive training at boot camp, I was deployed on my first mission. After a few years of hard work, I achieved the rank of Private First Class. In late June of 2017, I was granted permission to go on leave for 5 weeks. During this time, I got to visit my mother and my high school buddies and I arranged yet another hunting trip. This time we would be going to this place called Chernarus which was featured in the news years back when the Civil War there came to an end. We would be staying in this town called Kamensk which was in the North of the country. After an extensive process of being able to travel with guns along with obtaining our passports, we took a flight to Russia and were transported across a heavily militarized border between there and Chernarus. We arrived at our home for the next week and a half early in the morning on July 3rd. I was confused as to why there was such a small amount of people in a town with houses after houses. On July the 7th I had decided to leave early in the morning to go hunting and by the time I had come back, nearly 24 hours later, Kamensk was a ghost town with nobody, not even my buddies, to be seen. I was all alone and over the next few nights I heard gunfire, artillery bombings, and constant jets flying over my house. I had every right to believe that the country had fallen back into their old ways and burst out into another civil war or something of the sorts. I was left to myself, but I continued to go on hunting trips as this was the reason that I had traveled here in the first place. A week had passed since the mass disappearance of citizens from the town and I was on one of my last hunting trips before I was scheduled to go home. I was on the tracks of what I thought to be a small animal when I had the feeling that I was being watched. I instinctively raised my guard and inspected the surrounding area. All the sudden a person came running at me from a large pine tree. This was no normal person as they were bleeding from their eyes and had this extreme rash all over their skin. I pushed him away from me and told him to back off repeatedly, but he was unresponsive to my commands. It was then when I shot my gun which didn’t faze him. At this point I was scared for my life and did what had to be done. I shot my first “human” and had a strange feeling that this was just the beginning of the hell that I would soon have to endure.
  6. Welcome JK to the community. Hope you get whitelisted.

  7. Why the verdict is not fair: I messed up the multiple choice questions, failing one to two question each time. This was due to me most commonly accidentally clicking the wrong answer while I was checking through to see if they were all right. I have fully read through the rules and the lore multiple times now, and I think that I should be able to have another go at fixing the few little mistakes/misconceptions that my background story held (keeping in mind that I have only written it one time, and my final rejection was the first feedback that I received on the whole thing). Additional statements/comments explaining your point of view: I was happy due to me having completed all of the questions for the first time, but my background story had one mistake, and I believe that it was misread, as the reason why it got rejected was due to a reason that I did not state while writing the story. The rejection reason said that you can't achieve Staff Sergeant with one year of service, but I have served for 2 years at this point in time (Although I do agree that it has to take at least 4 years to become this rank). It also said that the civil conflict caused by the Chernarussians ended well before the outbreak. I stated ,"It was when we were deployed in Gorka that we first heard that there was this rare form of an influenza virus. . ." This was meant to be a while after the civil problems had ended and me and some of my crew mates had just decided to stay with the Chernarus military to help defend against any further problems. Due to this being something that I failed to explain, it was misread. By the time of me being in Chernarus I would be in my mid-twenties. What would you like to achieve with this appeal: I would like to achieve another chance to complete/fix up my background story, as this was only my first go at actually completing the actual whitelist submission. I would also like to try write another background story that strays away from a military background therefore it will not be as hard to mess up instead (Direct telling from Jade in TeamSpeak). What could you have done better?: I could have better gone through the lore (or the website in general) when completing the background story. I also should have asked some of the staff for help if I needed any. Also, out of all of the attempts I only got 5-10 whitelist questions incorrect.
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