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OOC Information
Steam name: Clawz
SteamID:
Hours on the FL servers: 190+
Activity on FL (1-10): 9
Activity on Forums (1-10): 9
IC Information
First Name: Momo
Middle Name: ClawZ
Surname: De Muffleffin
Age: 25
Date of birth (DD/MM/YYYY): 6/09/1990
Previous occupations: Read the bottom paragraph.
Qualifications: Read the bottom paragraph.
Experience with the job: First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Momo "ClawZ" Muffly an ex DGSE member (the french equivalent of the CIA). After 25 whole years of service and espionage, my last and most important mission, that I'm going to tell you about.
The mission was supposed to be simple. Or so I thought. I had to infiltrate a Mafia organization in order to intercept a cargo of heroin. The usual job. Every night I would call the DGSE and report them my day. I would try to get ranked up in their organization, allowing me to to get better clearance levels to access the cargo files. This last shipment of drugs was supposed to be their best, and most successful shipment. Then the time came when I had the required security clearance, and managed to report to the DGSE the date of the shipment. That day was the most apocalyptic day in DGSE history. This is exactly what happened:
At 6AM the cargo left Toulon in France and would've reached Marseille. By then, the DGSE would've already hacked into the mafia's servers to find out the cargo's next stop. What they didn't was, their enemy had ready to retaliate an army of experienced hackers to retaliate. The DGSE's technicians hacked in time all right! But it was a trap. They didn't realize that hacking the ennemy's systems was way too easy. One of the officers named Tim "Suarez" Bareham, changed the "root" to "Momo's Glory", to mock the mafia. When the mafia saw, they knew straight away that it was my fault. Before I knew it, I was at the back of a Tides Truck, drugged and mugged. The next thing I knew I was stapped to a straight-backed metal chair, I plantee my feet firmly on the ground and was trying not to think about the electrodes and sweat monitors attached to my hands and chest. The room was silent – no air-conditioning hum, no buzz from the blue fluorescent lights.
A beautiful woman with a red, glorious dress walked into the interogation room with two armed men. They asked me to tell everything I knew about the organisation I was working for. After making up some lie about some cool secret services organisation and a violent interogation session, that I was tought to resist to, I got transfered to some sort of prison. The whole plan got thrown away as well as the 7 years of my life infiltrating the organisation. The cargo got abandoned and the whole plan changed to a rescue. After a year of negociations, the mafia got what they wanted and I was released. I then quit my job after such a bad experience. After a year, I found that I missed a job in the espionnage division. After seeing your success in the newspapers, I allowed myself to send this message.
To resume all this, I can offer:
-My Expertise
-My Stealth
-My Persuasion Skills
-My Knowledge
-My Trustworthyness
-My Help
-My lack of fear
-My Courage
What job are you applying for? Head of Technology
Signed:
Steam name: Clawz
SteamID:
Hours on the FL servers: 190+
Activity on FL (1-10): 9
Activity on Forums (1-10): 9
IC Information
First Name: Momo
Middle Name: ClawZ
Surname: De Muffleffin
Age: 25
Date of birth (DD/MM/YYYY): 6/09/1990
Previous occupations: Read the bottom paragraph.
Qualifications: Read the bottom paragraph.
Experience with the job: First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Momo "ClawZ" Muffly an ex DGSE member (the french equivalent of the CIA). After 25 whole years of service and espionage, my last and most important mission, that I'm going to tell you about.
The mission was supposed to be simple. Or so I thought. I had to infiltrate a Mafia organization in order to intercept a cargo of heroin. The usual job. Every night I would call the DGSE and report them my day. I would try to get ranked up in their organization, allowing me to to get better clearance levels to access the cargo files. This last shipment of drugs was supposed to be their best, and most successful shipment. Then the time came when I had the required security clearance, and managed to report to the DGSE the date of the shipment. That day was the most apocalyptic day in DGSE history. This is exactly what happened:
At 6AM the cargo left Toulon in France and would've reached Marseille. By then, the DGSE would've already hacked into the mafia's servers to find out the cargo's next stop. What they didn't was, their enemy had ready to retaliate an army of experienced hackers to retaliate. The DGSE's technicians hacked in time all right! But it was a trap. They didn't realize that hacking the ennemy's systems was way too easy. One of the officers named Tim "Suarez" Bareham, changed the "root" to "Momo's Glory", to mock the mafia. When the mafia saw, they knew straight away that it was my fault. Before I knew it, I was at the back of a Tides Truck, drugged and mugged. The next thing I knew I was stapped to a straight-backed metal chair, I plantee my feet firmly on the ground and was trying not to think about the electrodes and sweat monitors attached to my hands and chest. The room was silent – no air-conditioning hum, no buzz from the blue fluorescent lights.
A beautiful woman with a red, glorious dress walked into the interogation room with two armed men. They asked me to tell everything I knew about the organisation I was working for. After making up some lie about some cool secret services organisation and a violent interogation session, that I was tought to resist to, I got transfered to some sort of prison. The whole plan got thrown away as well as the 7 years of my life infiltrating the organisation. The cargo got abandoned and the whole plan changed to a rescue. After a year of negociations, the mafia got what they wanted and I was released. I then quit my job after such a bad experience. After a year, I found that I missed a job in the espionnage division. After seeing your success in the newspapers, I allowed myself to send this message.
To resume all this, I can offer:
-My Expertise
-My Stealth
-My Persuasion Skills
-My Knowledge
-My Trustworthyness
-My Help
-My lack of fear
-My Courage
What job are you applying for? Head of Technology
Signed: