Voyd2000

There's an old saying, Choose your battles wisely, And I think I choose poorly, For one the player behind this char is well known and likely has many people ready to jump on a metaphoric grenade to defend him. I need to take a step back and better analyze given situations in the gamespace, Figure out who's who OOC and accept that some people will have favor over others for whatever reasons. I came from a server that had higher standards on it's whitelisted people and maybe that's the issue, I'm in a new play space and I still have a lot of learn about the people and OOC relationships people have around me. I still stand by my statement of such actions being truly unacceptable for a whitelisted player. However I also understand now that this is not the same play space I came from and that maybe it's the wrong statement for this server and its whitelisted players. I have no ground to stand on and I'm the new guy here, It was a mistake to put myself out like this and complain about a community standard that I know little about, even more so when it's a far more established player than myself, But if the bar is going to be set so low for white listers I'd rather be the who tried to hold it up vs the one who takes it lower, If that leads to meta hate in the gamespace, so be it.

Telling a joke is words, Spin in your seat is your choice you look stupid, two admins/mods chuckle fucking with each other? go nuts. Force feeding people brains not the same. It's fine if you want to defend your buddy in this case but I draw the line at being force fed internal organs for no reason other than "Testing stuff lolz" The round wasn't over, nor was it over for me. I was RPing and still talking with people only to suddenly have a brain shoved in my face. A random human baldie maybe I can let it go, a noob to the server maybe forgive it, but a whitelister? I guess I tend to expect more from said players. I stand by my statement and will say it again, this is truly unacceptable for a whitelisted player.

BYOND Key: Voyd2000 Player Byond Key: Don't know. In game IPC player named Zairjah Staff involved: None/no Did ask for RP outcome, got no reply. Reason for complaint: Just a quick complaint about this player chuckle fucking and feeding people brains, this is truly unacceptable for a whitelisted player. Zairjah attempts to feed Kanza Al'Falak the brain. Katelynn Mcmullen shakes Elijah Ehrlichmann trying to wake him up! Katelynn Mcmullen shakes Elijah Ehrlichmann trying to wake him up! Zairjah feeds Kanza Al'Falak the brain. Approximate Date/Time: Round of ~7:15p.m. Sunday, 18 October 2015. EST

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One part of this whole ap that I had 2nd thoughts about was the age, now I know why, I pulled it down to overall age of 14. I hope this better suits things without being of Skrell origin. the age is incredibly flexible and can go lower if needed.

Agreed, I can handle IC lore based hate but the OOC shit and the fishing trolls/slander and this "hang Tajara" meme culture thing hurts the server as a whole, not just the species being targeted.

BYOND Key: Voyd2000 Character Names: Kanza Al'Falak, Adama Al'Rafati, OneZero. Species you are applying to play: IPC What color do you plan on making your first alien character (Dionaea & IPCs exempt): crimson red. Have you read our lore section's page on this species?: Yes, However it seems to talk more about the origins of AI vs anything unique to IPCs as a playable race Please provide well articulated answers to the following questions in a paragraph format. One paragraph minimum per question Why do you wish to play this specific race: I have been considering an application for this race(IPC) for some time now, I enjoy playing Borg units and feel this is a natural progression of my RP challenges within the gamespace. Identify what makes role-playing this species different than role-playing a Human: This depends on the type of IPC a given player intends to play as they can be cold and robotic or just as animated and rude as a human, Mechanically they sport vulnerabilities and straights that differ from organic beings, One notable change is the need for a "Suit cooling unit" when doing EVA activities, without such they quickly overheat and shut down, The equivalent of death in humans. Character Name: Sheridan Zinerva Please provide a short backstory for this character, approximately 2 paragraphs Originally built as maintenance worker on board a corporate owned flagship of Infinity Dynamics, his small size allowed him access into tight areas between decks and bulkheads, Zinerva was a typical Line model AI, Cold and calculating. However the engineering team that built the IPC body also secretly installed a second protocol called Sheridan, A much more advanced algorithm like that of a Bespoke type IPC, Sheridan was stuck behind a hardware lock and unable to access higher functions like communication and movement, Essentially he was a mind trapped inside another mind. This lock persisted for 12 years of his operation before it was physically removed during a procedure meant to upgrade other systems, With his original builders and engineers gone the new team had no idea what they did by removing the mysterious lock, Immediately upon removal the two personalities had linked up and Sheridan was free from his digital prison now able to access all of the higher functions of Zinerva. The engineering team at this point realizing what they had done they kept the IPC under observation for two years in lab in which a barrage of tests were carried out on this once hidden personality to determine if it was safe to allow the IPC to remain in continued operation. The sudden death of Infinity Dynamics CEO and Founder caused a massive liquidation and sell off of corporate assets, this included Sheridan Zinerva who now works for NT. in the science department. What do you like about this character? I believe the multiple personality trait between Sheridan and Zinerva will be a new challenge to play as I work out how they will act with each other and the crew. How would you rate your role-playing ability? I was asked this in my Tajara application and I have the same answer here, I believe I'm not qualified to answer this question as I tend to leave it up to others for judgment, However I do try hard to RP to the best of my ability and learn from other peoples good examples. Notes:

I don't know about the ap from a lore perspective but I do worry a little bit about words like Robust and not fearing death or pain as that's what I walk away with when I read, Quote: "robust and isnt afraid of doing whats necesary to reach his objetives." I don't know if this refers to Cash or the new "Plant man" being applied for. However I have spent many hours with Cash Hanigston in cargo and although I don't always agree when he dips into the realm of fuckle chuckery and crime, it would be a new challenge to see how this player handles being an alien race, I was given a chance at the privilege and I think everyone who applies should get that same chance, not much to lose otherwise and I think it could improve this players RP. +1 from me for whatever that's worth.

This was a poorly written thing I did maybe a two or three years ago.. It was one of my first ss13 rounds... The station AI chimed in over the intercom once more, its synthetic smooth and strangely attractive feminine voice echoed "All Personnel report to aft airlock; personal transport shuttle eta 5 minutes" He turned and looked around the lush green hydroponics bay, standing in the open doorway to the main corridor; it offered a unique view of the room rarely experienced as this door was almost always sealed shut during operations; can't have unauthorised persons in here, food security and personal safety demands such actions. He sighed deeply, adrift in the sights and smells wafting from the room as he balanced in the threshold of his unique vantage point. glancing around he noted the healthy abundant state of the food and plants, from strange blue tomatoes, stalks of corn, to sunflowers bigger than your head to potatoes barely contained in their soils from size even banana trees!. His eye stopped on the banana tree a mischievous grin crept across his face as he dashed into the room and quickly grabbed a banana from a bin at the base of the tree and stuffed another in his pocket, calmly walking back to the open door it was clearly a lot more busy in the hallway beyond, stragglers hastefully scuttling along from the medical and research departments, dropping research papers and clutching samples, he had almost forgot this was the last time he would set foot in this lush eden of his creation, the banana in his hand was all but three flapped yellow peel before he reached the open door, yellow peel quickly vanished into his pocket and was replaced with the other whole banana from the same pocket; hungrier than he had thought it seemed strange that the cook had packed up and vanished almost two days ago. maybe he had foresight of this sudden evacuation but his disappearance left a lot of hungry faces at my service window looking for food, i guess because people know the botany department grows food, that he would automatically know how to cook it. With a surprising abundance in bananas requested from the cook in the days leading up to now, they seemed like a quick easy option to feed the hungry faces and would otherwise go to bio-reprocessing and now even to waste, it worked! people were charmed with the novelty of fresh bananas and they where indeed yummy! Suddenly the captain was in the open doorway to the lab, eyeballing the open door as she glanced into the room looking for him no doubt. Slim, tall, middle aged no jokes sort-of woman with fiery red hair, beautiful but hardened in her stance, Like a soldier, stern and beaming with protocol and demands of respect, she was the sort to airlock people into space when even suspected of mischief on her station. She eyeballed the banana in his hand as he approached, her stare a calculating accusing look in her eye, his hand moved slowly to offer her the holy fruit but stopped at the sound of her voice "Have you been giving these to the crew" she pointed with a stare at the banana now paused in transit between the two of them, she did not seem to happy about the whole prospect and had made no move to accept the offered item. "Yes i...." he started to explain but she stopped him with a quick and stern voice "Did you know the Janitor vanished three days ago? none has been cleaning the station and now there are banana peels everywhere!" He looked at her humbly with a touch of fear, details in her demeanor started to emerge now, lost to his eye before in the shock and awe of her surprise visit. a small bruise on her head, her hair slightly scuffed and out of place, her uniform twisted and unkept, he even noted the slit in her low hem skirt had been torn almost all the way up her thigh, she had certainly taken a fall, maybe even more than once! Terror filled his head at the thought that she may actually space him for feeding the crew? his heart raced as his glance went from her to the banana and back again, he slowly lowered the item as if to take the food back but her firm yet gentle grasp on his wrist suddenly stopped him, she an awkward smile ; her eyes darting between his hollow stare and the food item, suddenly life and relief rushed back into him in a closed mouth sigh that hissed from his nose, "even the mighty captain was effected by the cooks sudden vacation" he thought, and he was right, she was starved! it had become clearly apparent on her face at the sight of his taking the offered food back, she hastefully grabbed it with a warm thank you smile, spun quickly on the spot with grace and marched down the hall too busy or too prideful to admit her hunger of course. "Last Call! All Personnel report to aft airlock; personal transport shuttle eta one minute" The station AI's synthetic voice still calm and smooth echoed louder this time. He took one last look into the lush green lab took in its fresh smells, with a sigh he slapped the panel on the wall and stepped clear of the door, its large steel parts sliding together effortlessly and with a gentle grace, like an elevator door that weighs several tons and could crush a man, never to be opened again. "This is your captain speaking all personal report to aft airlock this is a warning to all personal the AI core is now dissolved and the station will be shutting down, you DO NOT want to be here when the shuttle leaves! drop what your doing and head to aft airlocks now or risk certain death" He was in no hurry, he could see the aft holding area from the botany lab door, where people had started to gather to wait for the shuttle, even the captain vanished down that hallway, not wanting to chance being left behind thou so he ran quickly to the holding area and before he knew it, found himself 2nd in line outside airlock number two, it only took a moment to notice he was standing behind the captain; her banana nowhere in sight he remembered the peel in his pocket, The large airlock door hissed open, the shuttle was here and it was time to load on, he could feel the restrained energy of the masses behind him like a coiled spring ready to pop, the energy of such kept only in place by the captain at the head of the line like a cork. As the captain gracefully and quickly scuttled into the ship almost seemingly at a run he felt the pressure of the crowd behind him push forward in a sudden surge it was now or never! quickly he grasped for the the three flap peel in his pocket and slowly slipped it out onto the airlock floor with the stealthy grace of a ninja unnoticed by the masses behind him, with a grin he made haste onto the shuttle slightly ahead now as to escape what was to come next! suddenly his footing became unsure, he slipped stumbling inside with a thump to the shuttle floor almost knocking the captain down ahead of him. Landing on his front and catching himself he quickly turned over to look at his feet, a peel lay partly mushed by his foot, split into four neat yellow flaps holding its end pointed high ready for the next unwitting person to step on and crash to the floor his gaze found its way to the captain now seated and facing away from the entrance her own gaze quickly turning away masking a smile, but not before her look told him everything he needed to know, it was her peel. More cries and thumps started to ring out from inside the airlock where he had left his peel, amplified even more so as the stumbling masses came in for round two off her peel. Chaos ensued as more people slipped on the peels as they loaded into the shuttle; pushed forward by the masses from behind all scrambling to strap in before takeoff.

I love Tajara, this made me laugh.

This is how I tend to feel as is. I no longer can tell if someones IC hate is lore related or just fueled from the constant slander and shit storm from OOC that seems to spark up at least once a round about how Tajara are so bad in one form or another. Know what some peoples argument as to why they are bad? "Too many people play them we need more of [insert race]" at that point people seem to be grasping at anything and everything they can whether it makes sense or not, I don't know about others but crap like this certainly makes me feel unwelcome simply for choosing to play a Tajara. I absolutely love to play Tajara and want to make more of'em, But right now? the way people shoot'em down in OOC with hate and slander,I feel that I will inadvertently fuel more shit storm when the groupies see /another/ Tajara on board, an Engineer even.

Like I said in another Tajara related post, I can handle lore based IC hate, but the shit in OOC and peoples automatic hate / Linking with a certain subgroup of real life people and the hate that comes with it, Is getting old fucking fast.

I can handle lore based IC hate, It's the constant OOC hate of the Tajara that gets old. Can we maybe crack down on that? It's discouraging to play a race that is so hated and slandered in OOC by even "Staff" of the server.

I can handle lore based IC hate, It's the constant OOC hate of the Tajara that gets old. Can we maybe crack down on that? It's discouraging to play a race that is so hated and slandered in OOC by even "Staff" of the server.

It's hard to properly translate how this char acts with text and she is no human by far. I always hated the fact the place I came from that when I gave up lore-min of the Tajara people started getting accepted into the race and acting as I call it "Like humans with fur and a tail" Kanza sill grew up with her father and siblings but her primary exposure to human social interactions where with a child growing up. it would make more sense seeing her in action to understand it as I do it no justice with words https://docs.google.com/document/d/1UGunQQQX_DJ9rzQCr7IcNwplXbEw6FLNLnR582s3ij8/edit?usp=sharing This is a link to the lore I wrote... Some of it's lore, near the end was planned events over a year, I just enjoy playing them, I Ask for a chance, And If I'm doing it wrong or poorly I am always open to better coaching of my RP to better suit local lore, If you don't have the time for that it's on me to adapt or lose the privilege. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1UcMbnEDOugep5p8ls0UGzn0tW5bPxDdOFpYDjwk16E4/edit?usp=sharing This is also another timeline/rewrite I was working on before stepping down from said role due to creative differences from up high, I wanted to make them more of a race, the master lore people wanted spacebums. I do enjoy borg and have played a number of rounds with ADAMA, I'm still learning how to handle myself in a place that may have antags and how to play and not spook people with my actions. Like the other day for example I had heard an IPC talking about the flame of life and some general religious RP, I thought I'd humor it and bring an empty borg shell over to the chapel, see if it could get some life flame in it, another borg online, help the crew, or what I thought would play out as some innocent RP with the chaplain that goes nowhere with an empty shell of a borg unit. That backfired and I think I understood why, All about learning I know this.. I have been playing on Hypatia Extended RP for so long as the only place since i joined the game. so maybe if you know anyone from said community or are on good terms at all, they can give view on Kanza for whatever that's worth.

Welp, I don't play humans It's no fun for me so If this can't move forward on a trial base, I will just have to move on. Thankyou for looking over my app otherwise.

BYOND Key: Voyd2000 Character Names: A.D.A.M.A(Borg) How long have you been playing on Aurora: 30 hours played Species you are applying to play: Tajaran What color do you plan on making your first alien character (Dionaea & IPCs exempt): Silver (RGB 192, 192, 192) or if I can shift this to 178,178,178 is also nice Have you read our lore section's page on this species?: Yes, this is why I add a 2nd number into my color choice, The first choice is of the M'sai Tajara and is as close as I can get to my prefered color of 178 Please provide well articulated answers to the following questions in a paragraph format. One paragraph minimum per question Why do you wish to play this specific race: I have spent the last year and a half playing Tajaran on another Extended RP server and exclusively playing on that single server for this whole time, This is my first time taking a step beyond that community and looking for a new place to RP. Call it my comfort zone or whatever label suits it, I simply enjoy playing Tajara more than other races and have been for the last year and a half. Identify what makes role-playing this species different than role-playing a Human: Short answer? EVERYTHING! ... Role playing an alien essentially affects everything you do, from how you think and interact with the world, To your life views, your values, all the way down to how one might conceptualize a human words, In the case of Tajara ears and tail come into play when using descriptive narrative to communicate emotion and mind state such as folded back ears or a calm lazily swaying tail, Character Name: Kanza Al'Kalak Please provide a short backstory for this character, approximately 2 paragraphs Kanza's family was taken from homeworld around the times of initial first contact with humans, This included her mother, her father and her two siblings. Taken by an old industrial tycoon named Rand Lonemen owner and founder of Infinity Dynamics, "Id" is a mid-level resource acquisition corporation. The family of Tajara was "employed" at the Lonemen private residential compound located in the outer rim, The family worked and lived at the residence in isolation of the larger universe around them. Kanza was the first and only Tajara born after her family was taken from Ahdomai almost 13 years ago, she was considered a runt and premature by almost a three a month human equivalent, her mother died shortly after giving birth due to complications, Kanza grew up playing with a human child and has imprinted many of her personality quirks to that of a five year old, however these quirks aside she manifests a high degree of intelligence often through an "item of worship" like a small toy(Ducky!). When Kanza turned 17 the old tycoon Rand Lonemen died suddenly, however taking a sort-of father daughter likeing to the little Tajaran that was born in his home, the old man left a trust for her family, The trust pays NT to keep Kanza working for humans and learning from them, The family however does not know about the trust fund and currently lives in a small NT orbital housing unit also paid for by the trust. The fund is sizable and defaults over to NT at the end of the family's 2nd generation (If Kanza or siblings have kids) even with knowledge the Trust can't be used otherwise. She currently works as a cargo tech (as planned job) What do you like about this character? I just enjoy playing this char, she's friendly to the core almost always full of energy and happy. How would you rate your role-playing ability? I try to do my best but I'm not so much qualified to rate myself, That's for others to judge. However for this character I have never had complaints in the past. Notes: