How old are you?: 16

Are you somewhat fluent in speaking English?: Yes 

Why do you want to join the whitelisted roleplaying community?: Number one is that I need to find people who enjoy rp as much as me and that can actually stay in character 

Second is I unlike unwhitelisted servers sometimes. They are just plain cancerous and I would much rather play with a community of people that actually care. There is not as many random people joining just to screech into their shit mic and fuck up your fun as well as everyone else's. 

Third reason would have to be I love the sense of family. Plain as that. When you are on a whitelisted server you get to know if not all most of the people in your community and it is just amazing. You get to learn who is good at roleplaying and who is amazing at it. 

Fourth reason would definitely have to be the fact that the administrators are always more active and precise when it comes to moderating the server. If you are wrongfully killed or some guy is being a complete dickhead breaking every rule in the book, just record it. Give it to the administrators and as easy as that, the person has been dealt with depending on how the admin sees it

Do you have a working microphone?: Yes

Have you had any previous roleplaying experience? (if so we'd love to hear about it!):I have played on some of Nylex's, Robocast's, and Elite's servers. I have also played on Arma 3 Altis Life and Garry's Mod Dark RP servers.

Character background- Write a background for your character. Talk about how you ended up in the apocalypse and what sort of person your character is- try to keep things realistic: 

My first memories of it, is looking at some guys trying to rob me after going out of my house. But then we saw It, they were running to my direction, like a pack of mad dogs. What happened to these people, that is the question I ask myself everyday in this hell hole

Oh, Chenarus . How I miss those days, when I was so happy, We were so happy, just we didn't know it from all that military intervention. As far as I know, The Russians or the US Army could have done it, and left us to die in this place. Anyway, I made my way out of the city, and to my surprise, there are two other guys, they looked at my gun, they asked me to kill them. Maybe not doing it was the worse thing I did that day.

They grabbed me and took it, and shot me in my leg. Then proceeded to kill themselves. It was so ugly to see it. People were desperate, trying to die, just to save themselves.

But I couldn't die yet. It was not my time. I knew that my chances of infection were too high, so I rolled back to the city, waiting for someone to help me. 25 minutes in the town and I just couldn't believe it. Someone looked at me and came running with a blood bag in his hand. He said Something in Russian, I didn't understand. Something like "mate" and "getting out together", but he left. I was so sad about it at the time, I started crying. The next 5 minutes I see him, with a stick and some rags in his hands, And my tears of desperation and sadness turned into an incessant laugh, that I couldn't stop.

After helping me with something he made, a splint or something like it, he says "Can you walk?" To which I nod, affirmatively. As my leg still hurts, it still makes me sad, makes me think I won't see the next day of an outbreak that had just begun.

Anyway, that day, we walked so far into the woods, I didn't knew where we were anymore. He pinpointed a place on his map, I'll assume he understood the local tongue. We then ran like 850m more into the woods, into a chicken house. That was the moment I felt the safest in my life. But the safety was not very long.

Neither of us had much ammo or supplies, and we could lose everything with the bat of an eye. We started to plan a raid to the airfield nearby, made preparations, made every possible situation and thought about it, as we knew a lot of people would be going there to get all the goods in that place. But we knew the cost people would kill us on sight.

After looking around I found a gun, I was so happy, I would finally have an advantage on someone. As we are leaving the airfield, I heard his gun fire. Holy shit was I scared at the time.I'm running to the hills, to see if he is alright but he's not. He's laying at the ground, someone else had his gun now. He's dead. As I take my gun out, the guy gets his hands up, hoping I would not shoot him. I asked Why. He said that life does not forgive, life is relentless, life is violent. Life is death, and death can happen in every moment. I shot his legs. I was so angry at the time, I couldn't even control myself. I didn't want to see him alive, but I wanted him to suffer. So I shot then both of his hands. His crotch area next. Then I made a clean shot to his heart. People does not know what cruelty is, until they experience it for themselves. That's why he was so kind to me, he didn't know the cruelty of humans. To this day, the only thing I do is hunting. It makes me happy to kill, but to kill in need. Killing just for fun is horrible. To this day, I wear colors in resemblance to his light blue outfit. And when someone is in desperate need, I give him a helping hand. There are a lot of crazy guys leaving people to die in the woods.

Death is everywhere. You just have to know where to look

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