Part I: Personal Information
Real name: Ethan
Part II: In-Game Details
Nickname: Ethan When did you start playing on SAES:RPG: I have been playing since 2012.
Current organization and rank: Currently a Five-0 member.
**Current server groups and your role in each one: GXT(Trucker)
Part II: In-Game Details
Name: Arnold McCaffrey
Nationality and country of origin: British, England.
City of residence: San Fierro.
Born in: The back of a car on the m4 motorway in England.
Martial status: Single.
Education: Data analyst and Psychology degree.
Profession: Data Analyst for Mi6.
Have you committed any crime before? Only one and one I am not ashamed of, I slit the throat of a brutal man who killed my mother and 2 younger brothers.
Do you have any eyesight issues? Seeing the truth.
What can you offer to The Desert Eagles Navy? What can’t I offer, as a man raised from nothing but poverty and crime I have built my way up through society and become a prestigious individual working for Mi6, my mental and physical attributes are second to none and my analytical mind-set allows me to take an approach which is synchronised with the Desert Eagles Navy values on how to solve a problem. Although my upbringing could be seen as a detriment to the DE navy as it was a journey of violence, it should show my strength and persistence in developing from nothing, to being one of the best at what I do. I never give up.
Contact Details(Address, Contact No.)
420 Medal street, San Fierro
What is your Social Security Number? 666 – 666 - 669
List your Employment History:
2002-2006: Communications information Systems Specialist for the royal navy
2006 – 2010: Data Analyst at Microsoft
2010 – 2011: Internal Psychologist for MOD
2011 – 2020: Data Analyst at Mi6
List any previous Military Service History: Served 4 years in the Royal Navy
What are your job Interests? Day in and day I out, I analyse data. The lack of adrenaline and solitude begins to take a toll on your soul. My job interest would be to be out there in the ocean bringing justice to those who need it and making sure the waters are safe. Due to my degree in Psychology and analytical mind-set I believe putting me on the frontline would be an interest to both you and me. I can solve problems but also prevent them; I can assist fellow DE Navy members from having mental breakdowns and keep them on their toes.
Part IV: Roleplay Story
Write down a story about breaching an enemy vessel in amidst of sea [500 words]
In the bottomless ocean of San Andreas Arnold McCaffrey stood patiently waiting for his commanders orders, little did he know the pain and suffering that would come within just a few hours.
Arnold had a scruffy face but wore gentle eyes; he was finally amongst the most elite of navy soldiers and felt like all his hard work had paid off. With such prestigious men just a few meters away from him he finally felt unstoppable. His commander known as Fleet Admiral Dickweed was a composed man, being one of the only survivors to have overseen the raid that killed Osama Bin Laden, his mannerisms and behaviours reflected someone who had defeated God himself.
The clock finally turned to 04:00am, the mission set to this squadron was a simple one, intercept and retrieve the package. The package was assumed to be a canister holding a brutal and dangerous virus called corona, if this virus was to be put in the wrong hands of someone like Mr.Carlos then the world would be sure to end.
Arnold was tired but alert and the Commander was finishing his coffee when they finally heard the radio make a sound. “Roll out”. The catchphrase caused the whole boat to wreak havoc, everyone began loading their guns and putting their armour on, making sure everything was perfect. The mission was a stealth one and composed by none other than Arnold, with his analytical mind and his charm he managed to convince the higher authorities to trust his instincts, he hoped that this would get him that promotion and stop this virus from ever seeing daylight.
There was a group of 5 in the submarine but only 4 would infiltrate the GX20 Submarine carrying the coronavirus. Arnold, Dickweed, Donald and Trump were the ones assigned to bypass the submarine defences without alerting the criminals of their presence and Norman was left alone on the boat, the hopes of the mission were to prevent bloodshed. However, the plan wasn’t as smooth sailing as Arnold would have liked, in fact after the 4 left the submarine only 1 would come back…
The group of men took a small black boat and made way under the darkness of the sky, when they finally arrived at the vessel they climbed on board making sure to be very discreet. The lack of sound coming from the vessel raised suspicion as Dickweed signals the men using his two crooked fingers, to a door leading them into what looks like a cabin. The lack of security and the ease of entering the ship suggests it is being secured remotely and only a few enemies are on board.
Cameras were spotted in every hallway as they rummaged through the ship looking for a vault of sort, the ship was a new model and one no security intelligence had infiltrated before, therefore no blueprints were examined before the mission begun. As they carried on sneaking around Arnold picked up a scent, the smell kept on getting stronger as they reached a reinforced door, in order to break through they would have to make sound, but before anyone could pull out any tools 2 silenced shots were released into the air.
The air suddenly became thin as Arnold felt a bullet ripple through his kneecap, the pain was excruciating but manageable the bullet missed the vital nerves that would have prevented him from moving, however the second bullet made its way through Donald’s head. In less than a millisecond the soldiers found cover behind metal boxes, Arnold was bleeding out but knew the correct procedures in order to cut off the blood circulation, allowing him more time to survive.
Donald was lying dead on the floor, blood surrounding him as the last litre left his body, Trump tried reaching over to grab his body, when suddenly his finger was sliced off by a piercing bullet, there wasn’t much leg room for the soldiers, something had to happen and fast. Arnold drew his gun and started spraying bullets wherever he could hoping just one could connect with the enemy, meanwhile Dickweed ran to the other side of the room to try and sneak up behind the enemies. Dickweed finally spotted a hallway that curled back round behind the enemy forces. He made his way round,as Arnold stopped shooting and started to reload, Dickweed pulled out his knife and slit the two enemy forces necks wide open. They were finally no longer under siege and returned back to the reinforced door.
After a while they managed to breach the door, penetrating the door lock with a water-tampered explosive charge and making a big enough hole to slip through, what hid behind the door was a surprise to the 3 of them. In the middle of this isolated room rested a rough wooden chair holding up a young girl tied up with cuts and bruises all around her, what lay in her lap though was a transparent suitcase with a canister inside. The girl must have been a hostage at some point but it was too late to find out. They instantly knew that the specimen inside the canister was the coronavirus, but for some reason Trump had a small grin on his face unknown to Arnold and Dickweed, it seemed like he had some sort of pleasure of what they had walked into. Arnold examined the girl’s pulse and felt nothing, meanwhile Dickweed checked the room for traps, it seemed clear, or so they thought…
Dickweed came over to Arnold and saw the grief in his eyes, he picked up the suitcase and looked closely at the canister, while both Arnold and Dickweed looked at it Trump decided to pull out his pistol, Arnold heard him draw his weapon and instantly reacted swiftly turning around but it was too late, a bullet had ripped through Dickweed’s head. Arnold pulled out his weapon and made use of his 4 years in the army and penetrated Trump’s heart with a 3mm bullet.
The mission felt like a failure, 3 dead and 1 barely alive, Arnold picked up the suitcase and scrambled to where they had entered the Cabin, he could feel his body slowly start to wither away as he started to lose more and more blood, he finally made it to the black boat and set sail to his ship. The sunrise was beginning to appear and Arnold got a glimpse of the ship, holding the suitcase tightly he he jumped out, feeling the pain ripple through his body as his knee collapsed. “Where are the other 3?” said the man who who was left on board, Arnold with the little strength he had left replied “I’ll tell you later help me up and get this suitcase somewhere safe”.
He had made it; the mission was a success but was it worth the loss? Billions of lived saved but it felt like he had lost billions in less than an hour. But one thing kept repeating in his mind, ‘why would Trump try and kill us?’ and that would be his next mission, to find out what was really going on.
If you made it this far down congratulations.