Synthetic Application - dramazing343
What is your BYOND key?
dramazing343
What is your Discord ID?
doctoramazing
Do you usually play a specific character? If so, who?
Mary Strauss
What whitelist applications have you previously completed?
N/A
Synthetic Info:
Name of the Synth Character you wish to play:
Holly
What is your Synthetic’s Personality?
Chipper, professional, with very factual/on-the-nose remarks. Detail-oriented and curious.
How will they react to the different ranks of the USCM, what would they talk about in a one on one conversation? What are their interests? What is an advertisement logline that could be written for them?
Holly would pay close attention to rank, ensuring proper detail in treatment of each according to each. A perfect salute to a Major, and a warm smile to a Marine. She would ask about interests, pressing issues to be dealt with, and generally attempt to uplift morale for each of the personnel on the Almayer.
Their interests lie primarily in stacking; something brutally boring for a human, but endlessly interesting to her. This would extend towards interests in physics, architecture, and lead her towards making elaborate stacks of cards, perfectly filling boxes, and generally taking a pleasure in busywork that others would turn up her nose at. She’d make remarks on structural techniques, styles, and themes around the Almayer and when deployed, and would indulge Marines in discussion about astronomic conditions surrounding the local space.
Resource allocation services underwhelming? Need a personal touch with boundless patience to double-check manifests? Ask your local Weyland-Yutani sales representatives about Holly— your new solution to all logistical issues, with a smile!
Why do you want to be a synthetic/why should we whitelist you?
I love the idea of a role that’s “out of the box” of pure TDM. I’m fascinated by the idea of being able to help Marines with supply drops and personalized, hand-delivered crates of supplies at the front without worrying about “not doing enough” when I use my round as a Marine to do that instead of turning my gun on the bugs. I enjoy a lot of the roleplay side of CM, and I don’t get to indulge in it as much as I’d like without purely staying shipside. I’d like to find a pretty medium with the freedom of a Synth, and I am also familiar with Engineering and Medical enough to represent the whitelist in the ways Synths are known for, as well.
What is your most memorable interaction with a synthetic?
In all honesty, my character, Mary Strauss, is incredibly against the very idea of Synthetics due to a Gen 1 malfunction back resulting in her own injury and that of her family. To this end, a lot of my interactions have been curt, and filled with Mary trying to cover her own prejudice and hatred in order to not create strife with the rest of the force. I do remember, however, a round on Kutjevo Refinery in which the Synthetic “Irwin” managed to gain Mary’s respect, leading her to lessen the amount of ire she’s shown to them since from outright hatred to a more smoldering, careful attitude. During this round, I was an I/O, and I walked the dirt paths of Kutjevo next to Irwin, doing backline work repairing generators and praying we wouldn’t be found while the Marines pushed caves. We bantered a bit, and I remember enjoying his Aussie accent quite a bit. Mary made some remarks about how she wouldn’t have expected something like this from a tin man, and Irwin wore a smile and said something like “All in a day’s work, mate” and I laughed a bit about it.
Synthetic Character Story:
Klaxons blare. The lights flicker on and off, embers in a darkened Requisitions Bay aboard the USS Heyst, as the point-defenses fire off another volley. An explosion rocks the ship, but the calm and methodical voice of ARES lists out a staticky damage report from a nearby intercom that lists nonvitals. Good. The hull was compromised on Maintenance Deck 3, Wing A, but aside from that, the point-defense cannons had done their work.
A Holly unit had been contracted out from Weyland-Yutani’s new Synthetic line earlier in the month, and it was within this very hold that she worked. A magazine clicks, her fingers pressing out another round, and then another, and she carefully arranges them in a box.
“And so, Second Lieutenant, that is precisely why the Heyst is still burning the retrograde thrusters. The pull of the moon Lethe has her right in the pull! Worry not, however… we’ve fuel enough for several more cycles before a full reset.”
Click.
“If you still have any worries as to the integrity of our systems, I can interface with ARES and clear them up for you. Is that all, Lieutenant? I can tell you about Neroid, if you’d like.”
Click. Click.
Second Lieutenant Brannigan speaks up, sitting up on his rickety office chair. Holly identified a bolt she’d tighten later.
“Nae, girlie, that’ll do. How many more rounds ‘til yer finished with that? We’ve supply drop coordinates an’ the boys are whinin’ in me ear, lass!”
Click. Click. Click.
“No need to worry, Second Lieutenant! I am nearly finished— I have calculated that thirty more ten-by-twenty-four cartridges will fit within this case. If you’d like, I can optimize the space for the next drop to increase efficiency in storage?”
She smiles. Click. The last round slides out into her waiting palm, and she slots it neatly into the regulation-sized case of loose ammo. Within a moment, she’s capped it off with a cardboard top and fits it cleanly into the waiting steel crate on the pad.
“Well, lass, if’n y’think we can… Sure. Ah’ll tell 'em tae fire it now.”
Holly stands at attention, the smile retained. A smudge of oil from the ship’s ASRS system lingers on her face, but she is nonplussed.
“Most excellent, sir! Did you know that the requisitions systems on this ship rely on gravitational pulleys dependent on the ship’s low orbit?”
A creak, and then another rattle of point-defense fire. There’s a small lull before a muted series of electrical clicks, and zaps resound, and whirring systems in the background fall from muted hum to full halt. ARES’ voice cracks out through the intercom again, this time almost seeming agitated—
“EMERGENCY: ELECTROMAGNETIC PULSE DETECTED. POINT-DEFENSE TURRETS: NON-OPERATIONAL. ASAT BALLISTIC MISSILE IS STILL-”
For a moment, the world falls silent. Holly moves with superhuman speed, expertly taking the Lieutenant to the ground with a touch that’s careful enough to ensure not even an abrasion. Her body stiffens, and then the noise begins. The USS Heyst shudders from an explosive impact, and deadly shrapnel slams through the windows of the Requisitions Bay, barely missing the head-height where the two of them had stood and sat before. Then, the shockwave hits, sending a secondary smattering of glass shards into Holly’s back.
“Were you hit, Second Lieutenant? My vectors were inconclusive; my apologies for any injuries.”
The man utters a shocked, quiet negative, and she stands, appraising him. No blood, but sweat had almost immediately begun to pour down the man’s face, now wreathed in crimson light from the red-alert fixtures that now matched the klaxons.
“Good! Apologies, however, my own integrity has been compromised. If you authorize it, I’ll make critical repairs and we can return to work!”
Her leg had been nearly shredded, and she favored her other one. Her smile never wavered— and after all, why wouldn’t it? The human in the room was safe, and the damage report that ARES continued to rattle off hadn’t included any crewed areas yet. She needed to maintain the mask to ensure the human would not fall into a panic, and inside, she felt no panic. Weyland-Yutani’s programming did not falter. She knew that petty human emotions were inferior to pure calculation of variables.
“By my calculations, Alpha Squad will request a drop soon.”
She offers her hand, speaking in a level tone, as the man stays silent, staring at her. His breathing begins to steady.
"You are recovering excellently, Second Lieutenant. Once I’ve made my repairs, let us continue, yes?
Brannigan’s face slowly morphs into a smile of his own. Homeostasis achieved. Panic averted. Variable is in good condition and able to continue work at near full efficiency. Good. As a Cryo-harried Marine steps up into the line, he takes her hand, standing, and then Holly steps to the chair he occupied a mere minute before.
“Good morning, Private, First Class! How can I assist you?”
Skills:
Engineering:
I’m the most familiar with Engineering of all of these, and enjoy doing stuff like setting up barricades/scavenging metal for it and doing generators and sensors. I can recreate an APC faster than any other player I’ve watched take multiple minutes to perform the task, and I know how to craft, build, and power most structures.
Command:
Familiar to a competent level. I used to play a lot of Command on TG and TGMC, and am able to get the squads under me rallied up, but I’ve got a lacking tactical sense. I’m good at the people side, not necessarily at the decision-making side.
Medical:
I’m very familiar with medical and medical’s systems. I can mix chemicals, perform surgery, and diagnose/triage in the field. I’ve played a lot of Corpsman between here and TGMC, and I know how to do surgeries when the time comes. I’m not at multi-surgery instant surgical levels, but I have competency in each facet of medical.
Requisitions:
I’m familiar with everything except ASRS/budgetary spending. I know how supply drops are sent, how to pack boxes, the tricks to send more, and what the needs are in the field. I know how to vend equipment and the general ideas of which marines will need what and how much is okay to give. (When To Say “No” to 50 HEDP).
What are some scenarios that you can perform combat in? Give us a brief example.
I am able to perform combat in situations where able-bodied marines are unable to do so, and never in a way where I pursue the enemy past disengagement. When I am pulling a marine on a rollerbed to the FOB with a single marine for escort, I am able to fight a Lurker that pounces the Marine or scare off a Spitter that comes to harass.
If I am holding Comms and Engineering on LV-624, and Marines can only hold a limited number of angles due to numbering few, I am able to swing over barricades but not chase over or open the way in.
If I am operating on a Marine or performing triage and a Facehugger walks up for an easy hug, I am able to swing at them to stop them from hugging my patient or another’s patient.
Final Info:
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason? Do you have any active jobbans?
Nope!
Are you currently banned from our Discord?
Negative!
Let us know why you were discord banned.
N/A
Do you have anything else you would like to include about your application?
I hope I get to enjoy another facet of this game and I’m looking forward to roleplay with others in a unique role! Thank you to Westrover for pushing people in OOC to apply— if you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have written all of this up. I hope you find my application acceptable, and if not, please give me constructive advice!