Player sectionSteam Name : The Joke
Age : 14
How long have you been Roleplaying? : About 3 years
Gmod srsRp?: About a year
Character sectionAuthorization(s): A 357 Magnum With two boxes of ammo, One vest, Two boxes of MP-7 ammo
Name: Zak Grant
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Refugee
Write a detailed in-canon back-story how your character obtained these authorizations.
Chapter 1I never knew my Dad terribly well, But when he was around i was a lot happier, It seemed that through the war he was the one thing that kept me going, Kept me believeing. But hen he said he had to go for a while, He said there were people out there who needed help, The Rebels and that he would be joining them to make this world a better place. I hope he did make a difference. It was a sad time in my life, But i had to keep hope and pull through the difficult times that were ahead.
Chapter 2It was Christmas and i was looking forward to my Dad coming home to celebrate it with us, Only for a day but that was enough for me, I was 17 turning 18 then and he had been out there 3 years, Soon he would return a hero to our little outland. A man walked up the dirt path to our door, I hoped for the best, But realised that it was someone else, He wore a black hat and a suit that made him look like a cowboy, He knocked on the door and i went to it, I opened it and said "Hey there, Something i can do for you?" He looked at me without saying a word then he passed me a letter, He walked off not saying a word, I peered inside shaking, Fearing, and the words apeared like a beacon flashing infront of my eyes, " Cpl James Grant, Deceased" I stood there for a moment, Then a single tear fell on the paper, My mum ran down the stairs saying "Who was that?", I turned slowly and passed her the paper, She stopped for a moment, Then fell to the floor Crying, Screaming, I sat down next to her, Hugging her, I knew back when i was 14 that worst was to come.
Chapter 3There was a funeral being held, We arrived and the men from his Corp and squad told me how he died a hero, Sacrificing himself so that they could escape from the OTA, How he was shot in the chest and carried aboard the truck, How he died in the Sergents arms, I just listened with tears brewing and tried to hold them back as best i could. We were on a hill and my father was ontop of a wooden bench with sticks piled round, Then one of the men threw a stick that was on fire onto the bench, It was a hero's death. After the funeral the Sergent called me to a table with some equipment on it, I looked sharply, What lay there was a 357 Magnum pistol with three boxes of ammo, A MP-7 submachine gun with two boxes lay beside it, And my fathers Rebel uniform, " I know its hard son" Said the Sergent " But this stuff is all your's now, Use it well" With that he suluted and walked off to a truck full of rebels, I took the equipment and walked home.
What will these authorizations give to your character in regards to perks or defects?
Extra body armourGuns and ammuntionCan tell more of a story about how he aquired the itemsOnly limited ammo and armourWhat do you plan to do with these perks or defects?
I plan to help people from the OTA when i am needed, And to tell people when they ask how i aquired the weapons
Will anyone else need these auths? Not that I know of.
Denied.-Vests can only be obtained from an official resistance leader. It is his/her choice.