Post by Declan Murphy on Nov 15, 2013 6:49:29 GMT 10
So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,
And this is all I know,
Name: Declan Murphy
Nickname: Dec
Callsign: Dec
Date of Birth: 18/4/1991
And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,
For all that I can give,
Branch: USAF
Rank: Staff Sergeant (E-5)
Division: Air Traffic Control
Service Record: N/A
Promotions: Airman Basic
Airman 1st Class (Technical courses and speciality alowed him to skip E-2 grade)
Senior Airman
Staff Sergeant
The spark that makes the power grow
Face Claim: Sean Murray
And I will stand for my dream if I can,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,
Personality: A die hard techie-nerd, is how most would discribe Declan. Truth is he loves his work and all the detail and precision it requires. If asked he goes off explaining the minute details of whatever happens to be the current focus of his craft. This is done with the boyish enthusiasm that sweeps away any notion that he's talking to put himself above others. A part from that he can be quite restricted in both his interactions and his habits. Everything has its place and its order to be done in. Although he can and will adapt to changing situations, it bugs him for days after, which manifests it self in a number of nervous habits. He speaks when spoken to, and can be quite stiff around millitary superiors.
The exception to this is when hes on a mountain and engaging in some form of winter sport, preferably snowboarding, out here he feels free enough to truly relax, he'll strike up conversations with most people he comes across and has a sharp sense of humor.
And I must follow on the road that lies ahead,
I won't let my heart control my head,
I won't let my heart control my head,
Likes: Computer Hardware
His workstation at Arnold Development Center
Energy Drinks
Bordercross(Snowboarding)
Rockets
Mountian top views
Cold Pizza
Dislikes:
His assignment to ATC at Nelius AFS
Hot and Humid climates
Asumtions about his interests
Creepy Crawlies
Lectures about his eating and/or sleeping habits
Having to engage with anyone on more than a professional level.
Change of any kind
Aims: To perform well in his duties.
To develop a new 'smart' remote guidence processor for use in rockets, missiles, UAVs ect.
To one day try hele-bording
Fears:
His digging into his mothers past will affect her.
Spiders.
Never settleing down.
Skills: Detailed knowledge of earth information system components.
Quick study
Comparison of earth and alien systems components and extrapolate function.
Able to focus completely on a task (this can be a minus, e.g. inability to see danger)
Habits: Reorganizing his work station before starting a new project or portion of a project.
Keeping himself to himself.
Nibbles his finger nails when, bored, anxious, stressed, in thought, listening to briefings or asked personal questions.
When dealing with an officer will, perform an awkward salute at the start and finish of every interaction.
I make my journey through eternity
I keep the memory of you and me inside
I keep the memory of you and me inside
Marital Status: Single
Love Interest: None
Offspring: None
Parent: Maureen Murphy, Dwhite Murphy
Siblings: Nicole Murphy
Fulfill your destiny,
Is there within the child,
Is there within the child,
History: Born in Saint Louis, Missouri, his parents were of irish decent, both second generation (so he was told). Father employed as an actuary on behalf of the states social welfare system. His mother was a horticulturalist, whike not fabulously wealthy he had a comfortable childhood. as a child of the computer age he spent much of his youth in his room, at first it was tapping away at a computer but while still in junior high decided his computer was to slow, end result he striped it down and built a new custom model. He did the same on his fathers works computer. From that point on it was decided by his father he would have a collage degree and work for a top computer firm out of sillicon valley. In his senior year of high school something happened to make him go agaist the grain, while reorganizing tue loft space he came upon a text book, a grade school text book stamped with an emblem from a school in Boston and signed 'Maureen MacCafertty on the inside of the dust jacket. His mother found him, told him the best he knew the better, swore him to secrecy which the scared young man aggreed to , she then burnt the book. Although outwardly he went along with his fathers plans he determind to sign up for the millitary, the child could not forget and he had a plan. He enlisted in the air force much to his parents dismay and confusion. Only several years later of exceptional work did he atempt what he intended all along he broke into goverment files specificaly witness protection. There he found the truth of his mothers past and the half-sister he had yet to meet. A slap on the wrists followed this indiscretion. He was transfered from R & D, to Air Trafic Control, where he served for a number of years, kept a clean sheet as well. The Vedas expedition was in need of technical specialists with top secret clearance. His former immediate superior had kept track of him and recomended him as a member.
My fate is on the wind,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,
The heartbreaker being this face is Jake and I hail from UK
I have been RPing for 8ish Years
I agree with the TOS and the Site rules.
Cos I have found a dream that must come true,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Every ounce of me must see it through,
Role Play Sample:
1941
Server Room A-9
Arnold Engineering Development Center
Arnold Air Force Base
Tennessee
Earth
Declan froze for a moment or two, his index finger hovering above the 'enter' key. Almost to scared to breath. Chances of him being caught even with the precautions he'd taken were huge. It could meen the end of his time in the air force. He'd have a h3ll of a time getting work in his preferred field if he was booted out. But still he had to know. This was the culmination of a 11 year fixation and obsesion. Who his mom was when she was Maureen McCafferty, why did his mom swear him to keep quite all those years ago. One last look at the cableing that ran from the laptop balanced on his lap to several ports in the server stack. All designed to both maximise the chance of him getting a hit and minimising the chance of him getting caught.
He tapped the key! exhaleing as he did
No turning back now!
The probe and prod of the program threw up a jumble of code as it penetrated some of the nations most secure data archives. Which held secrets men had killed to get a hold of. The enormity of the act he was committing dawned on him, along with the urge to rip the cable out, walk out and lock the door, distroy the laptop, and never think of it again.
Then he got a ping! He had to look.
The details of the file seemed to not want to register. Slowly phrases like, 'key witness', 'mob hit', 'Boston', 'Kenneth Husband', what stuck like glue was, 'Fiona McCafferty, Daughter'. Dec had a half-sister! A family he never knew of until now.
Pushing his look he searched the archives once more a broader parameter search which was almost sure to get him caught. He had to know about this sister. He was still staring at Fiona's NASA employee file when the MPs smashed through the door and order his hads on his head. As he was draged to his feet the laptop sliped and slamed on the floor. Smashing the screen and unbeknown to him by some fluke rendering the hard drive almost unreadable.
Dec had his next project. Find Fiona McCafferty!
Immortality
Inspired by T!na @ NCIS. Song is copyright of Bee Gees. App is property of Himms. Do not steal/removed this disclaimer.
