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2021-10-01 at 7:49 pm #15198
MERC Gaming Group Application Form
Name(s):
LEXEI27 in Planetside 2
Age 18+?
YesAccess to Teamspeak?
YesJoined us on TS @ ts.theterranalliance.com previously?
NoWhat game(s) are you interested in joining up with MercGG for?
Planetside 2 onlyWhat is your level or rank in this game?
BR29, Directive Score 197Any alternate characters?
Yes, NiiHu – BR 43, Smokelikepowerpuff – low level, Iamlexei – low levelWhere did you hear about us, or why did you want to join?
I had been playing my main character on Soltech, I do not speak any Asian languages. I could not find an outfit for that character. This led to me creating the character I am applying for right now. To be part of a well-communicating outfit with active players. I found your outfit by searching on the Outfit tab in Planetside 2.Anything else you wish to inform us of?
There is nothing that comes to mind when reading that question.Tell us a joke!
Two friends who do everything together in life. Drinking, partying, dancing, etc… Die, horrible car crash, devastating. They go to hell. They meet Satan and he says “Look guys I don’t know what you heard about hell but it’s pretty fucking cool down here, we’ve got all the pleasures in you could imagine. The Devil points to different corners in the room. Those guys, just rip bongs and drink all the time. Those girls are destined to be dancers, that’s all they do. He points to a couple of fallen angels, but these angels are doing something questionable. These angels seem to be running a gerbil fighting ring in the form of a pentagram on the floor. “Uhhh… Don’t mind those guys,” the Devil says. “Anyways, One rule only. Don’t go in that room. Okay?”. The two friends agree and begin their time in hell. Years upon years and years go past, decades, centuries, eventually millennia. They eventually couldn’t take it anymore the immense urge to investigate what is behind that door to the forbidden room overcomes them. They go through the door. To their surprise, everything was just a little bit better. The weed was a little stronger, the dancers were just a little bit better. The fallen angels were running an advanced gerbil fighting ring this time in the form of a pentagram with bits of sacred geometry. It was great. The Devil catches them. “What the fuck guys?!” he says. “I told you not to come through this door. Both of you say sorry”. “Sorry” they quietly said. “Now go pick any fruit,” the Devil says. The two are confused, why, they ponder. Just why. So they go and do it, one of the two friends picks blueberries. He comes back to the Devil and says “I’ve got it”. The Devil says “Now shove it up your ass, both of you”. The friend chuckles.. the chuckle grew into a laugher, soon enough he was full-blown balling his eyes out. The Devil goes “What in hell are you laughing about?”. The friend points over to his friend and he shows the Devil that he is picking pineapples.
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