Mis. Faction Applications

[freddung15]

APPLICATION (OOC):

Steam name:||LPS||THE BOSS

How long have you been on our server?: 1/2 week's

What are you applying to be?:A fast zombie

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):Well when the combine took over the city some of these tripod's were shooting down on to earth and when they landed there will be a outbreak so my head start's off finding someone to attach to like a human and it's a fast headcrab to so he find's someone hiding then jump's on his head the man tries to get it off but too late the headcrab got attached and so this fast zombie is now romming city 23 and will kill any citizen in it's sight and it roam's in the sewer's sometime's it goes to the serface.

[kataron]

Steam name: Kitteh

How long have you been on our server?: A day, but my brother introduced me to it a week ago. I just did't have enough money to buy Gary's mod until now (pitiful, I know, but it's life.) Wenever he told me about it, I though "It would be so cool to RP as an antlion!"

What are you applying to be?: An antlion (if you didn't read the above)

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):
Locitum had started out quite docile, despite the violent reputation of its species. Its nature didn't cause many problems with its colony, until it refused to kill a piece of prey (Locitum isn't hungry, and what has the scrawny two-leg ever done to it?) The other antlion soliders turned on it, driving it away from the colony.

Locitum, because of its nature, didn't mind at all, though. As long as it could live peacefully on the beach, it would be happy. It lived in a small den it created for itself, hunting for what it needed, when it needed to. But the peace didn't last; it never could have.

The other antlions had attacked the masked ones (conbines, as we know them), so they started to put up great monsters made of metal that thumped the ground. At first, the constant thumping in the distance didn't affect Locitum much. But, as more and more of the metal things were constructed, the more Locitum felt as if its life was pointless, as if it should just sit and do nothing. Those feelings faded away, though, as the anger and violence known to Locitum's species festered inside the lone antlion. It wasn't at the breaking point, yet.

When they started to build a thumping monster outside Locitum's den, it snapped. The masked one (who had the unfortunate duty of guarding the machine alone one night) never knew what had hit him; Locitum had burned through the armor with its acid, ripped off the things head, and started to devour the corpse in a matter of seconds. Then it burned down the parts to the machine with a little more acid.

But there would be no end to the machines and the masked ones, Locitum knew. So it dug, straight into district six. It lived there for a while, eating what little came to it, until hunger drove it to the streets above. Now it hides in any shelter it can find, killing what it needs, when it needs to, occasionally moving into different buildings.

If you listen and watch carefully when you walk the streets, you may see it scurrying into an abandoned building, or even hear it trying to piece together words, to call out to you. "Locitum is hidden, Locitum is happy, isn't it? Yes! ...no Locitum is lonely. So lonely. Someone come and play with Locitum?"

[littlebeagle]

APPLICATION (OOC):

Steam name:Poopsy

How long have you been on our server?:Month

What are you applying to be?:Antlion (Outland)

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):
Cricket was born in the nest of the Outlands, it first was born from its Antlion mother, also called grubs. He slowly moved to a dark corner of the nest, alone and isolated. He then grew after a month or two from a cacoon he had webbed himself. As a small antlion he roamed the nest eating other smaller creatures who had fallen in. The bigger he had gotten over the years he finally found a home. He nested in a cold damp area typicly under the rebels base. (But thats not known)/ He had never been hostile to anything other then his prey. Never had he ever attacked a human before...but one day, two men fell into his nest, they had no idea he was down there. He ran to the darkness afraid. The men screamed for help and radio'd for assistance, but he peaked around the corner to watch them. Suddenly one of the men yelped seeing him. This sent Cricket into a shock and he ran. The man came around the corner, one armed, seeing nothing but darkness. They walked back climbing a rope out and never came back since.
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**'Cricket' clicks his teeth waking from a rest in a cacoon..
** The cacoon looks old and silk like white.
**'Cricket' walks around tiny bugs skittering around at his feet.
**Theres a faint light around him.
**'Cricket' slowly bends down with his head chewing at the insects below.
**'Cricket' he gets one big beetle in his mouth digesting it then swallowing.
** The hole above him grows restless with noise
**'Cricket' looks up beginning to buzz and buzz then JUMPS! and flys all the way up landing with a slight *Thud*
**The sun is coming up over the mountains in the distant.
**'Cricket' Watches it like a lamp in its (Awe) he walks toward it stopping.
** A slight rustle in the bushes
**'Cricket' turns seeing a small rabbit like creature.
** The rabbit naws the area around it sniffing the air from time to time.
**'Cricket' Begins to buzz again getting the rabbits attention he pounces like a silent killer lands ontop of it peircing its fur and flesh with one swipe of the leg ripping it to peices.
** All you hear is a faint crackling and chewing noise then a loud gulp.
**'Cricket' Moves away from the area of it.
**THe ground has nothing left but blood and a rabbits ear.
**'Cricket' makes a low noise looking around.
** The sun seems to go down quickly seeing as how Cricket went out after his afternoon slumber.
**'Cricket' Looks at his hole, jumping down with a buzz, running through the catacombs of tunnels deep under to his Nest once more.
**'Cricket' lays on his side in his cacoon like nest and slowly hums himself to sleep.


Character name- 'Cricket'
Character Desc- Large|YellowishGreen|Fangs|DrippingMouth|BugEyes|MediumArmoredSkin|BuggishWings|Fast|

Again this is for OUTLAND server.

[The Machine]

Steam name: Volt

How long have you been on our server?: Only a few hours as I only just found your, great, server but I have played HL2RP for over a year now.

What are you applying to be?: Antlion (Worker) (If I cant be worker it is ok)

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for): I was found weak and injured in the wasteland outside of the city. The Civil Protection saw this opportunity to see if they could "tame" this antlion worker or use it as a weapon (As the spit acid) After weeks of testing and healing it finally learnt to not attack the Civil Protection but to help them. It's accuracy is not that great but is effective if aiming to scare a group of rebels or rioting civilians away. It can also ambush when needed although it cannot jump that high and is not a strong because of its injuries when found. (I promise not to abuse the spit, if you can get that to work, and will not go around randomly attacking people)

Dont have Ep2 on server, so no worker, sorry. Also, there are already a lot of "MPF tamed antlions" and its pretty hard core un-cannon so I cant approve this, sorry again.

[spahcrayb]

APPLICATION (OOC):I would like to become a demesticaited headcrab fast headcrab prefered i think it would be fun to have an owner and follow them about like a dog or maybe be aproved by the uu as a headcrab guard? i don't know XD i think it would be a diffrent experience for me and for everyone else


Steam name:Big Macintosh

How long have you been on our server?:5 Days but i've been playing hl2 rp for 2 years i'm not a minge and understand your server is a play to lose and not a roll server

What are you applying to be?:A headcrab preferibly Fast headcrab

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):When my headcrab wakes up he drinks and eats a watermelon or a UU food of some sort and then goes out into the city to make citizens happy by sitting in there lap puring and cheering them up or standing up to a UU unit for them or just hanging about with nothing to do.

(ADMIN NOTIFICATION) - A headcrab wouldn't do any of those things. It is a mindless hostile alien creature.

[spahcrayb]

APPLICATION (OOC):I think i would be a new experiance for me i have never been a necrotic and i would LOVE to be one thank you

Steam name:Big Macintosh

How long have you been on our server?:5 days but 2 years playing hl2rp

What are you applying to be?:Fast zombie

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for:One day John smith was walking into an ally making a trade with a rebel for a pistol it was very dark he heard a shuffleing and he turned around to see a fast headcrab ready to ltach to his face in mid air the last words he uttered before turned into a horrid creature was AHHH-*muffled screaming* He now roams city 45 with the intention of killing people and usialy rests in old warehouses and sometimes runs into a crowed of citizens just to scare them and maybe eat one.

(ADMIN NOTIFICATION) - Try lengthening your backstory. It's much too short and it is filled with grammatical errors. Please modify it and make it better.

[spahcrayb]

APPLICATION (OOC):I think i would be a new experiance for me i have never been a necrotic and i would LOVE to be one thank you

Steam name:Big Macintosh

How long have you been on our server?:5 days but 2 years playing hl2rp

What are you applying to be?:Fast zombie

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for:John smith was in the seven hour war battling xen creatures and risking his life every half a second he was fighting with his family after falling back to his basement with his family he hears a cooing sound from behind the stairs he investigaits after turning on his half dead flashlight he looked around the corner to see a pumkin? no a crab! He was frightened at first the creature made sad cooing noises as he reached to pick it up and praise the creature it lunged at his head digging it's beak into his spinal-cord and his brain stem taking control of his moter functions and controlled him his flesh began rotting intill he was nothing but bones and muscle mindless and controled by the crab creature.John smith always liked his family the night he was attacked he killed them all just because he was being controlled by the creature doesn't mean he couldn't feel anything he watched himself kill his own family he couldn't move or think when he attacked his family

he can never forgive himself or anyone around him so when the headcrab died he still lived to kill people who should have killed him with pure rage and anger is the only thing that kept him alive engough stregth to rip off heads.


(NEEDS MORE) - The application needs to be much longer than this. Once again grammatical and run- on sentences. Please stop remaking thr app, there's a modify button on the top right of the post you made.

[Tork]

APPLICATION (OOC):

Steam name:
Battle Brother Torkeus

How long have you been on our server?:
Since near the start.

What are you applying to be?:
City administrator.

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for:
Jeffery Polt grew up an underprivileged child, his parents , however, wanted him to get a proper education, and so he was sent to school, one of the only activities he was able to do. In school he did fine, not amazingly, but a good student overall, what really intrigued him was the subjects the school didn't teach. These philosophies mostly consisted of Moral and philosophy, two things which had no true answer, yet could be pondered endlessly. When Jeffery finished high school, he attended college, finishing a degree in philosophy, after four years, with relative ease. When the combine came, he was not one to fight, he instead simply waited, they soon took over, as he had predicted. He was quick to become a loyalist, it was the best option one could have, after all. The city was in peril, there was no current city administrator, and so the union held interviews for city administrator, of those in the rank of loyalist. Upon entering Jeffery was asked first, his views on the union, and their goal. His reply was thus "I believe the union was correct in intervening, humans were killing themselves before the union came, the union organized the humans, correctly organizing laws and government." Secondly, he was asked his view on anti-citizens, he answered thus "Anti-citizens are those who can't change, they chose to deny the change which the union has brought, even if it is for the better, they then are trapped in their own lies, living in filth, it's no wonder they don't like the union, they create living conditions for themselves which are unbearable, and blame the union for it." Lastly, he was asked what changes he would make for the city, he replied thus, "There is nothing wrong with the city, it is simply a matter of their being something wrong with the citizens within it, the only thing I can see being upgraded is our police force." He was soon after designated city administrator of city 28. After 3 years of service in city 28, the union soon decided that they would move a new administrator to city 28, and designate him towards a city which needs it more, this being city 45. He was reluctant at first, city 28 was his home, and he had grown to love it, but his commitment to the union came first, and he went with it.

RP would consist solely of passive, spouting views toward the citizens via broadcast, as well as meeting with citizens, and attending events.

[spahcrayb]

APPLICATION (OOC):I think it would be a diffrent experiance

Steam name:Big Macintosh

How long have you been on our server?:a week give or take

What are you applying to be?:Headcrab (fast i would like but its ok if you can't)

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):When this headcrab was a baby it was taken from it's mother it was harmless due to it's legs not being developed yet and it's beak was still growing BUT the UU de-beaked the headcrab.With it never getting training from it's mother it didn't know it could hurt people or take control of them even if he did know they wouldn't be able to being de-beaked and all.It now is deployed by the UU if citizens have been good for company.The headcrab will eat some UU necrotic suplements in the morning and some MPF units play with it and give it exersize it's now fully grown it spends most of it's day outside and sometimes jumps on peoples heads playfully and will even bring contraband to the nexus or sometimes lure rebels near nexus for amputation he has a UU brand on his back wich is just 2 U's side by side and a digit NECROTIC 30.

(ADMIN) - Tamed Xenian creatures are insanely un- canon. If anything, the Universal Union would have killed the head crab. Please enhance your grammar abilities and make the app much longer. There's an example post that the owner has placed on the forums so that you can get a good idea of what your app should generally look like.
ahl2rp.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=mis&action=display&thread=11

[hamster123]

Steam name: SpaceWalrus

How long have you been on our server?: Week or two dont know full time

What are you applying to be?: I would like to be a engineer for the MPF

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for): i would help the MPF in anyway i can for their engineering needs whether its fixing vehicles or making surveillance bots and not afraid to have to fend off some webuls every now and then

(DENIED - Application backstory is way too short. Read up on the other applications to see an appropriate length. Apply for an MPF unit if you're going to be anything that coincides with the MPF.

[bobohobo]

(OOC):

Steam name: Mr Squeaker

How long have you been on our server?: About 3 Weeks

What are you applying to be?: A Regular Zombie

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (Must be at least three paragraphs)(as w/e your applying for): Cameron. He was Born during The Sevn Hour War. His Mother hd Made him Action Figures of a Man Named, Super Zombie! Camern Really Loved this Action Figure. He carried it EVERYWHERE he Went. Cameron Was One Day Playing with His action Figure were Heard Moaning... Zombie Moaning.... As Cameron got up and Went into the Other Room he Saw a Headcrab... And His Mother... She was Dead... Cameron's Eyes Widened and Sprinted away. He Found that He was Surrounded.

Cameron Found a Cooking Knife on The Ground and Begin Swinging away at the Head Crabs... As Cameron Thought he was Safe, Out of Nowhere a Head Crab Pounced At Him onto His Head... Clawing open his Skull, Controlling his Brain.. Cameron As a Zombie Had gotten up, And Began walking torwards the Window. The Head Crab Caused him to Jump out the Window, Landing on a Matress. He Got up Walking torwards a Citizen. Cameron creeped up on the Citizen unexpectinly and Atacked him. Cameron had Killed him and fed on the Dead Man.

*2 Days Later* *WARNING! GRAPHIC SHIT HAPPENS HERE!*
Cameron was Walking around as a Zombie looking for More Victims. He Found A Child. The Child had Camerons Action Figure. Cameron began Walking torwards the Little Boy. Camerons Moan had Alerted The Boy. The Boy Turned around and his Eyes Widen as He Screamed. The Boy Got up and Sprinted away. But it was No Use. He was Trapped in a Dead end. Cameron Came Closer and Closer. When he Got to the Boy, He Began Clawing the Boys Stomach Open Revealing his Insides. Cameron had been ripping out his Insides feeding on he Boy. The Screams were drowned out By the Rain. No one Could Hear him. Cameron had Finished Attcking him and let out a Loud Growl!

Extra Note: Hes Super Zombie Now

Do you understand how to properly RP this character? Yes. I Understand. i have been a Zombie on the Server, Quantum-Gaming. I Know not to kill EVERYONE I see, And RP Correctly.  Please post an example here(at least 15 lines of dialogue or actions):

*This takes place in a Slums Warehouse*

Citizen: /ME Picks up a Book and Begins Reading in a Quiet Aea, Undisturbed.
*There Was Banging outside*
Citizens /me Closes the book and walks Torwards the Door
Zombie: /me Lets out a Loud Growl
Citizen /me Stops near the Door
Citizen: W-Whos, there....?
Zombie: /me Lets out another Loud Growl Banging on the Door Harder.
Citizen: /me Begins Backing up "WHOS THERE!?"
Zombie: /me Bangs Harder Breaking the Door A little
Citizen: Oh Shit! Oh Shit!
Citizen: /me Looks Behind him Seeing no Exit
Zombie: /me Breaks down the Door Walking in. Letting out Growls.
Citizen: /me Attempts to run past the Zombie
Zombie: /me Grabs the Human as He attempts to Run.
Citizen: SHIT! LET GO!
Citizen: /me Strikes the Zombie Trying to get out of his Grip
Zombie: /me Takes the Hit Not Caring and Begin Clawing the Human
Citizen: ARGH!!!!! FUCK!!
Zombie: /me Throws the Citizen to the Ground Clawing open his Chest
Citizen: AHHHHHHH!SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!
Zombie: /me Begins Ripping OUT the Humans Insides killing him after Pulling out the Heart!
*The Citizen Lied there Dead. No one Heard him Scream... Blood Everywhere.. The Zombie had Succeded.*

ACCEPTED - Speak to an admin in game. You were reported as being a "poor vortigaunt." Do not make me regret giving you this. You also powergamed in the "15 lines of dialogue section".

[Avarice]

Steam name:
Apul juse
How long have you been on our server?: I
I started playing last night.
What are you applying to be?:
Poison Headcrab.
Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (Must be at least three paragraphs)(as w/e your applying for):
One day a large group of refugees made their way out of city 45. Thinking they where finally safe from all danger they made their way to the nearby forests of city 45's outlands. Soon after their long walk nightfall came, the woods being horribly dark at this time so the group lit a fire.Then suddenly three loud bangs could be heard followed by a swift "swoosh", then suddenly something crashes nearby in the darkness. The refugees frozen in panic a brave man stands from the crowd and walks into the darkness. Not long before the brave man was out of sight a horrifying scream echoed through the woods followed by a small screech. The refugees taken with both terror and revolt start running.
The area was so dark you could barely see a yard in front of you. The terrified group soon started to thin up, people disappearing and muffled yells being heard in the distance. It was not long before only a single girl was still running. She looked back only to see a coal black headcrab swiftly crawling after her. The crab looked as though it was more focused on it's target than the other headcrabs. It moved and leapt with precision and agility, dodging each obstacle in its way with expertise.The girl was desperate to make it back to the city. All she could hear now was shuffling in the grass and loud painful moans in the distance.
 Soon she saw it, the sewage pipe the group left from.She crawled her way inside, and as she was making her way through the small pipe she heard something behind her. Taking a look behind her she saw nothing, still frightened she turns back around to continue her way back only to hear the screech of the black headcrab, that had been chasing her, right in front of her. Screaming she raised her arms as the beast leapt towards her, the crabs fangs scraping her wrist and running off. The girl soon began to feel dizzy and nauseous, she didn't take long to stiffen up and fall to a sleep she would not wake up from, for as she slumbered the venom flowed through her veins using them as a speedy way to reach the heart and kill its victim. The black stalking headcrab, out of sight, had made it's way into city 45's sewer system. 
The black headcrab has been creeping around city 45 ever since, rarely spotted by citizen that wander into District 6. It would attack if provoked and run if harmed. 

ACCEPTED - Speak to an admim in game to get this set up.

[jakepiston]

APPLICATION (OOC):







Steam name: Jake Piston







How long have you been on our server?: Really only for a day, But I really been in hl2rp for years.







What are you applying to be?: Antlion







Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (Must be at least three paragraphs)(as w/e your applying for): Name is Jake Piston, Back in the days Jake was a formal gunslinger looking for trouble. He found that trouble by dueling every wanted person on the list, But. Unstead he killed look-alike looking civillians. And he was arrested and put in prisn for 6 years, After those 6 years he went to City 45... And he was insane and went to the slums when the metro-police officers weren't looking. Now he ventures into the sewers and continues his adventure...











Next, He found himself in he deep sewers of City 45. He heard shrieking noises, It sounded like aliens or some sort of bug.. But, He got afraid and still continued with a flashlight he pulled out of his jumpsuit he was fitted in and bought one from a Civil Worker's Union. His adventure down deeper into the sewers continued.. More or less he was getting afraid by the darkness the sewer had gotten.. It is like continueing more into the sewer is like ventureing into the bowels of the underworld. More he gotten deeper into the sewer, The darker it began to be... And Darker.. And Darker! Then, He heard the noie farther ahead of him. More he continued to find it out and he found a nest full of bugs... The bugs started shrieking at him and going towards him.. There was a huge one, Bigger than the other he encountered... It was like a queen and the queen stepped infront of him.. Extremely Close! Then.. Jake had no where to run. He was surronded and he screamed for help! But.. No one could hear him at all, Then the queen approached Jake extremely close.. And BIT HIM!...











Now, He was screaming and started grunting.. He attempted to escape, But It was too late. They got to him... Now he was never seen again, Whatever happended is hereby long away from the slums and city.. Jake was probaly dead and was never seen again, You can now hear the screams of him inside deep of the sewers/slums..





Do you understand how to properly RP this character? Please post an example here(at least 15 lines of dialogue or actions): /me Starts to growl and walk around thinking and growling



/it You can hear footsteps approaching, Sounding like citizens



/me Starts to look around, Seeing citizens approach..



/it The footsteps get closer and closers, Antlions start to come around and appear waiting for them.



/me Gets in position, As the citizens get closer..



/it The footsteps are around the corner and finally arrive..



/me Looks at the citizens in here, Looking mean and kinda hungry.



/it The citizens start to back away extremely slowly..



/it One citizen attempts to attack the antlion in it's path.



/roll Citizen: 45



/roll Antlion: 89



/it The citizen misses, Falling to the ground due to his wet shoes



/me Starts to get hungry, And bites the citizen immediately ripping his clothes for food, Then skin..



/it The other citizen starts to run, Makeing loud footsteps..



/me Stays behind, Working with his citizen eating...


DENIED - Application is filled with grammatical errors. If the antlion queen had bitten him, he would have died, as it is 4 times the size of a human. Also, I read nothing of the antlion you were applying for, all I read was a man named Jake Piston dying. You may reapply in 4 days.

[The Architect]

APPLICATION (OOC):

Steam name: Vandal™

How long have you been on our server?: A month by now

What are you applying to be?: Antlion

Back-story of your character and what their daily life is like (as w/e your applying for):A cold eerie draft blew through the shiny walls of the cavern, water dripping from the rocky ceiling and forming stalactites. A dank musky smell impregnating the air of the cavern's tunnels. Skittering and chittering emanating from the insides; deep within, an egg splits open, a squealing and slimy antlion grub emerging. It slithers and crawls to the floor, the dead body of a rebel sitting in front of it, antlion grub feces and glowing grub innards laying about the body. It crawls and inches closer, on instinct with no other thought to process, it begins to eat the arm of the body, the flesh squelching and ripping bit by bit into the grub's mouth.

At least two bodies later, the grub fattened and grown, it crawls up the walls, to a bundle of pulsating webbed pupae. The grub soon spins itself a fleshy webby skin, adding itself to the bundle of pupae on the wall. Forming into a pupa, the webby skin soon filling with growth-inducing nutrients. Soaking through its fleshy skin, marinating it with hormones and nutrition. The grub forming slowly into an adult.

Weeks later, the skin splits open, a spindly slender exoskeleton leg protruding from it, waving desperately, ripping through the skin slowly. The teen antlion slithers out, growling and skittering to its new legs, attempting to get used to them. It soaks in its surroundings, quickly skittering around hungrily, famished from deprivation of food, locating soft ground, sunlight barely illuminating the antlion's view. It holds still, unable to see the two things creating the vibrations, it clicks and growls mindlessly as it rests just below the surface, hidden beneath the dusty dry dirt.

Up above, a rebel wields an AR2, a pudgy faced citizen in front of him, just outside City-45 in the outlands, the dry dusty patch below them cracked and lightly curling upwards from dehydration of water. The rebel raises his AR2, yelling at the citizen before him. "Get on your fucking knees, I won't warn you again!" The citizen frowns, terror stricken into him as he trembles down to his knees, confused and fearing for his life. The AR2 barrel presses against the citizen's head, tears forming in his bloodshot eyes. "Tell me why you're following me." The citizen trembles, muttering and whimpering, attempting to form words from behind his mind-shattering fear "I- I was just... I didn't..." the barrel pressed harder, the AR2's hum of pure Combine power and technology lightly piercing the harmonic silence mixed with the blowing of wind and chirps of birds. "I can't hear the bullshit coming out of your mouth... SPEAK!" The citizen bursts into desperate tears, his regrets of his life resurfacing into his mind "Gyahhh! I was just following you because I didn't want to be alone! Wahah... please! I just wanted to find safety!" The rebel smirks, believing this to be a lie, he mutters "Bullshit." He begins pulling the trigger.

Suddenly the dirt behind the rebel unfurls, it bursts to dust and small debris as a small dirt-coated antlion bursts forth, the only thought processing in its mind is to find a food source and kill it. The rebel turns, terrified, the barrel leaving the citizen's skull, his sobbing beginning to stop. The antlion is now in full view of the rebel, its trio of teeth gashing at his cheek, cutting into it. It lands on his back, he begins to yell in pain, desperate for help. The antlion's exoskeleton-legs clenching over his shoulders, in a perfect tight grip on him, the rebel thrashing himself around angrily and terrified, the antlion digging its teeth into his spine, he falls to his stomach. The citizen lifts himself, backing away "What.. What the fuck!" The rebel reaches out for him, his hand open, outstretched to grab onto anything. "God dammit! Help me! Oh God please!" The antlion promptly bites hard against the back of his skull, squeezing, bursting his head open, bits of skull, grey matter and flesh enter the antlion's mouth, swallowing it happily, tearing the rebel apart. The citizen turns, running as fast as he can towards the tram-way.

The antlion perks up, quickly following behind several minutes later, hungry for another kill. The pudgy citizen pants, fueled by adrenaline, he enters the abandoned tram-way, he finds the rusted metal-barred entrance to the sewer line towards 45, he attempts to stack wooden planks against it, hopefully blocking the creature's way. As he finishes, a green appendage pierces through, impaling the man's leg, he yells in unbelievable pain, pulling it out quickly as he sprints limply down the circular sewer line. His stomps reverberating down the entrance and exit of it, enhancing the antlion's sight of him, it breaks apart the fragile barricade he made, skittering wildly down the piping. The man smiles as he sees the exit, blood drooling from his leg, the only sound that he can hear from his desperation of escape and adrenaline is his own heavy quickened heart beat. His hand reaches forth, his mind clear of any other thought than escaping, nearing the bars, one of them sharp and inverted to the exit. And then it leaped. The entire time the antlion had been not even a foot behind him, he falls forward as it reaches his back, the final thought going through his head was his half second long regret of leaving 45, then all that was there was a rusted pointy metal bar, dripping in his own blood. The antlion finishing its meal, slowly digesting in its belly, bones and small bits of bloody flesh were all that was left of the citizen. The antlion skittered out slowly, peering at its new surroundings.

Welcome to City-45, it's safer here.

Do you understand how to properly RP this character? Provide 15 lines of dialogue showing it:
Antlion: /me skitters forth, its legs tapping on the stone.
Shitizen: /me stops, seeing the antlion pass by, he holds his breath in fear.
Antlion: /me continues crawling around mindlessly.
Shitizen: /me moves forth, shuffling against the wall, his boots scraping the ground.
Antlion: /me turns, feeling the scraping vibrations against the ground.
Shitizen: /me swears to himself out of regret, he attempts to run as quickly as he can.
Antlion: /me runs after him, its maw opened wide, attempting to bite his leg as it moves faster than he.
Shitizen: /me is bitten, his Achilles tendon ripping, falling to the ground, bleeding profusely. "Aggh! Fuck! No, help!"
Antlion: /me leaps forward, slashing at him with its claws, attempting to tear at him.
Shitizen: /me is hit, his stomach tearing open, his intestines spewing forth.
Antlion: /me crawls forth, its head reaching into the tear of the still living man, consuming his intestines.
Shitizen: /me attempts to hold the antlion back weakly, losing a lot of blood, pain pulsating throughout his body.
Antlion: /me feels the weak pushes, pulling out, its head soaked in crimson warm blood, promptly leaping at his neck, digging its trio of teeth into him.
Shitizen: /me chokes up blood, the pain forcing him to unconsciousness, soon dying from blood loss.
Antlion: /me hungrily devours his rotting flesh, blood pooling to the ground below it.

[rawr]

I Decided to cancel it due to a small problem, delete the post please?