IGN: Yungwoman

Preferred Name: glowbug

Discord: glowybug_ 

Age (optional): 19

OOC:

Why do you want a business on Echoes: 1984?: I want a business as I never had a character based off where i actually come from and i’ve seen how fun they can be to run as I have assisted in helping businesses from other servers and i would like to experience having my own little project business that in character would bring a nice little piece of my state to the server as well as shed a new light on my home and where I grew up for most my life as I genuinely think my home town gets a bad rep because it’s “in the south” and usually some southern states are frowned upon and made the butt of jokes..

Business Discord: https://discord.gg/tDfbBQNxaG

What will your business sell and/or do?: My business will be more of a.. Safe area that sell food that my state has made for years beforehand and has done surprisingly well even now it still makes that same amazing food that is filled with passion from the people who cook as they love to cook and put their food out there to be tasted, So will Longhorn Saloon, It would bring the Lonestar state taste to a local area near you. 

 Provide the lore of your character, and how they came to open a business. Please attempt to limit yourself to more-or-less 1,500 words (maximum 2,500): 

 Dallas sat on the kitchen table, a steaming cup of coffee in front of her, but her mind turned into some other place. The morning became quiet, the sun slightly peeking through the curtains, but her mind have been complete of the sounds, smells, and flavors of Texas—the place she hadn’t called home in over eighteen years. She overlooked it greater than she cared to confess.

She neglected the barbeque. The tender brisket smoked for hours over a fire, the sweet and smoky aroma that filled the air as quickly as you stepped into a barbecue joint. She ignored the tamales her grandmother made every Christmas, the highly spiced chili that simmered on the stove all afternoon, and the fried fowl that had a crispy crunch on the outside and become flawlessly juicy on the interior. And, oh, the cornbread. Nothing become higher than the cornbread her mom used to make, warm from the oven with a little butter on pinnacle.

Dallas had grown up in Texas. The meals there wasn’t pretty much ingesting—it become part of life, a part of who you had been. She remembered own family gatherings where the desk changed into full of meals, laughter echoing around the room, and everyone sharing testimonies over a plate of some thing scrumptious.

But that was all long past now. She and Taylor had moved away years in the past, chasing new opportunities, new adventures, and a brand new life. But no matter how lots time passed, there have been days whilst the cravings for that acquainted meals hit difficult. And today, the ones cravings had been stronger than ever.

“Are you okay?” Taylor’s voice got here from the doorway, pulling Dallas out of her mind. Taylor had constantly been accurate at studying her, and proper now, she should tell that something changed into weighing on her.

Dallas regarded up at her spouse, trying to smile, but it become vulnerable. “I’m first-rate. Just thinking about domestic.”

“Home? Texas?” Taylor asked, entering into the kitchen and sitting down across from her. She had acknowledged for years how a great deal Dallas neglected her domestic state, but it wasn’t something they talked about often. Dallas had moved on. At least, that’s what she continually instructed herself.

“Yeah,” Dallas said with a sigh. “It’s been eighteen years, and once in a while it seems like the day before today. I miss the meals, Tay. I omit the whole lot approximately it—the fish fry, the tamales, the chili. The food was so much more than simply food there. It changed into part of existence, you realize? It made the whole lot sense like... Home.”

Taylor nodded, gently taking Dallas’s hand. “I understand. I’ve heard you talk approximately it before. But, what is it about the meals that you leave out a lot?”

Dallas leaned again in her chair, her eyes focusing on the kitchen window as she remembered. “It’s no longer simply the taste. It’s the reminiscences attached to it. The way we would all gather around a table, passing dishes, giggling, telling tales. The food wasn’t simply something you ate. It became something that delivered people together. It’s like... Meals became the glue that held the whole lot together.”

“I get it,” Taylor stated softly. “You’re now not simply lacking the meals, are you? You’re missing... The relationship. The sense of own family.”

Dallas smiled, thankful that Taylor understood. “Exactly. It’s been see you later, however on occasion I sense like part of me remains there—sitting at that table with my own family, enjoying all that excellent food.”

Taylor gave her a considerate look. “You’ve usually mentioned how an awful lot you love cooking. What in case you delivered that to existence right here? What in case you opened a restaurant? You should bring a touch piece of Texas to this town.”

Dallas blinked. The notion had crossed her mind earlier than, however she had by no means seriously taken into consideration it. “Open a restaurant? I don’t realize... It’s now not that easy.”

“I suppose you can do it,” Taylor stated with a smile. “You realize the food, and you’ve usually been incredible at cooking. Plus, you love it. You may want to share a little little bit of Texas with individuals who’ve by no means even been there. Imagine commencing an area in which humans can come collectively, proportion a meal, and experience that equal sort of warmth you’re missing. I suppose it might be outstanding.”

Dallas paused, taking in what Taylor had stated. It changed into a loopy idea, however there has been something about it that felt right. “Maybe,” Dallas muttered, her thoughts racing with opportunities. “Maybe it’s time. Maybe I can do it.”

Taylor smiled, her eyes packed with encouragement. “I understand you could. You don’t should do it on my own. We’ll do it together.”

The next few weeks have been full of making plans and pleasure. Dallas threw herself into getting to know what it might take to open a eating place. She talked to vintage buddies and own family participants in Texas, gathering recipes, guidelines, and recommendation. She desired to get the whole lot ideal. The food needed to be authentic. It needed to remind human beings of Texas—of home.

Taylor turned into there each step of the way, assisting her, helping her make decisions, and offering her own thoughts. Together, they determined a small however fascinating building on a quiet street that might be best for the restaurant. It wasn’t too large, but it had enough area for the kitchen Dallas wished.

The toughest component got here next: choosing a name. After several brainstorming classes, they got here up with an appropriate name: The Longhorn Saloon. It had a robust, Texas feel to it—similar to Dallas had desired. The call made her experience linked to the past, to the state she had left behind, but additionally enthusiastic about the destiny.

Dallas poured over the menu, looking to get it simply proper. She wanted to provide all of the consolation meals she had grown up with—the smoky brisket, spicy chili, soft fried fowl, and creamy, buttery cornbread. She determined to add a number of her personal twists to the traditional dishes, but she knew the coronary heart of the menu had to live true to the Texas flavors she had grown up with.

The commencing day was simply around the corner. As the day drew nearer, Dallas couldn’t assist but experience a mixture of exhilaration and nerves. This was a massive step, a huge alternate. There became a lot to do: hiring personnel, preparing the eating place, finalizing the menu. But, extra than anything, Dallas just wanted to see if human beings would like the meals as a good deal as she did.

When the doors of The Longhorn Saloon finally opened, Dallas stood at the entrance, her coronary heart racing. The restaurant became small but comfy, embellished with vintage Texas photos and vintage signs that made it sense like home. The scent of sluggish-cooked brisket crammed the air, and Dallas smiled as she seemed around. This was it. She had carried out it.

“Are you prepared?” Taylor asked, status beside her, her hand on Dallas’s lower back.

Dallas nodded, taking a deep breath. “I assume so.”

The first night changed into the entirety Dallas had was hoping for. The place filled up quick with curious customers, keen to try the food that they had heard a lot about. Dallas watched from the kitchen, seeing humans’s faces mild up as they took their first bites of brisket and cornbread. The comments become overwhelmingly positive. People had been enjoying the meals, and that they have been coming lower back for extra.

“Everything’s remarkable,” one of the regulars said, wiping his mouth after completing a plate of brisket and mashed potatoes. “I’ve been to Texas a few instances, and this is just like what I had there. You absolutely nailed it.”

Dallas beamed. That changed into the pleasant compliment she may want to ask for. “Thank you. That manner lots.”

The night time went with the aid of in a blur of orders, laughter, and clinking glasses. It become a busy night time, but Dallas couldn’t keep in mind the final time she had felt so fulfilled. She wasn’t just cooking food. She was sharing a piece of her past, a bit of who she was, with all people who came thru the door. It felt suitable.

By the end of the night, the restaurant had emptied out, and Dallas and Taylor stood in the quiet of The Longhorn Saloon. The region had been a success, and that they had just completed their first night time in commercial enterprise. Dallas should infrequently accept as true with it.

“You did it,” Taylor stated, wrapping her hands around Dallas. “You genuinely did it.”

Dallas smiled, her eyes shining. “We did it. I can’t believe it, however... I think we’re going to make this paintings.”

And similar to that, the sensation of domestic that Dallas were missing for goodbye had discovered an area in her coronary heart once more—right right here in The Longhorn Saloon. The dream she had been maintaining onto for such a lot of years turned into now a truth.

The months that accompanied were packed with hard paintings, but additionally wonderful pride. The Longhorn Saloon have become a nearby favorite, with humans coming from all over to try Dallas’s authentic Texas dishes. The restaurant became constantly full of laughter, human beings sharing food, and the warm, inviting environment that Dallas had labored so hard to create.

Each night, because the restaurant quieted down and the remaining customers left, Dallas might look around at the empty tables, smiling to herself. This place—The Longhorn Saloon—was more than just a business. It was her manner of bringing a piece of home to the humans right here. It turned into her manner of maintaining onto the reminiscences of Texas and sharing them with the sector.

And for the first time in a long time, Dallas felt like she had observed her manner again home.

What would you do if someone came into your place of business and began to cause trouble OOC?: I would approach them and ask them in ooc if they could calm down for the time being till it was a better time or a better place or tell them to take it elsewhere

 What would you do if someone came into your place of business and began to cause trouble IC?: If someone started causing trouble in IC i would approach them and shove them outside the building shutting the door denying them any service until they calmed down.

How would your business greet and provide service to customers (e.g. “Hello! What will you be getting today? *The man began to click into the register, getting ready to serve the customer.*)?: “From the Lonestar state, to your plate. How can I help you today?”

Preferred Name: Glow 

IGN (In-game name): Yungwoman

Discord: glowybug_

Age (optional): 19

OOC:

Shortly describe 5 laws or behaviors that officers in the U.S. have to follow: 

 Use of force: Officers are allowed to use forced proportionate to the situation, deadly force should only be used in deadly situations.
 Constitutional Rights: upholding the fourth amendment by protecting against unreasonable searches or seizures, as well as the fifth amendment which is protection against self incrimination.
Duty to intervene: An officer has the ability to intervene if they see another officer using unnecessary and excessive force, or doing actions that violates the persons rights.
Miranda rights: A person must be read their Miranda rights and that they have the right to remain silent, and their right to an attorney.
Accountability and transparency: Officers must maintain transparency in their actions, reporting use of force incidents and ensuring their body cams are on. 
 

Why do you want to join Echoes’ police faction?: I've done cop roles in the past for your server and others as well, I find them fun and entertaining as well, my third cousin is a state trouper and from my grandmothers stories a really intimidating dude, and i spend a lot of time listening to true crime shows like Lt. Joe Kenda Homicide Hunter. I noticed that the cops to criminals is drastically uneven, as i've seen two or three cops being attacked by 8 to 9 gang members.

What would you do if you accidentally broke a law, and someone began to argue with you OOC?: I would try to keep things calm and keep it icly as this is a game after all it's meant to be fun for everyone, I'd also admit my mistake for what I did wrong and make sure that I won't do it again.

If someone was insulting you OOC for not following a common law (such as reading their rights)  what would you do/say?: First I would go back in my messages and make sure that i did 100% miss the common law that i am being accused of and seeing that I didn't say it I would apologize to the person and then ask if they'd like to start from the beginning of the situation and make sure that I read them their rights.

What do you do if you arrest someone? Be short, but detailed: Since there is two sides to every story, I would allow the person the chance to tell their side of the situation as I go through the process of taking their mugshot and logging it, making their bail and how long they are going to be held for and if they mention something interesting in their side of the story that wasn't known  I'd make a note of it and bring it up to some higher up officers. 

If someone is behaving strangely, as if they were using illegal substances, what do you do?: I'd ask them to stop for a brief moment and ask them if they had used something and ask if they'd allow a search and if they did I'd search them making sure that if they had substances it'd be found and if they didn't I would ask them to do simple tasks, such as walking a straight line, standing on one foot for 10-12 seconds, seeing if their eyes are blood shot or if their eye movements are rapid.

If someone will not give you their identity and you don’t have probable cause, what do you do?: You by law will have to release the person as you have no reason to detain or arrest said person.

If someone refuses to identify themselves because of the 5th amendment, but you have probable cause, what do you do?: Earlier i stated the 5th amendment protects against self incrimination, but at times that doesn't allow a person to NOT identify themselves if I have probable cause to know who they are.

Provide us with your character’s backstory. Please attempt to limit yourself to more-or-less 1,500 words (maximum 2,500): Born in the small, rural town of Van Horn, Texas, Dallas Lynn's early years were defined by the vast landscape of the West and connection with family tradition. Her parents were a stern rancher couple who brought her up in an environment where hard work was a given and the skills of riding and handling horses were passed down with as much respect as any other family heirloom. Smack in the middle of desert and the expansive open space of the Chihuahuan Desert, there was little around Van Horn to distract from the chores and duties of ranch life. Dallas was involved early in life with the cattle business, learning at her father's elbow. Her family sold cattle and raised horses - horses that were in demand all over. Dallas prided herself on her ability to break and train horses, often working alongside experienced ranchers. She was a natural with animals, her strong hands always gentle when needed and firm when needed. But despite her deep love for the ranch and animals, she always sensed adventure, a yearning for something more than the life of a cowgirl. Her mother, supportive as she may have been, often said she felt that she should remain on the farm and marry a good rancher. Yet, Dallas went her own route. The small town, even though it was home, had never felt a place that was theirs. By the time she was going to college at age 18 on scholarship, majoring in military strategy and international relations, her desire for more was coming to a head. Shortly after college, Dallas enlisted in the US Army, ready to prove himself and dive headfirst into a world so far beyond the quiet, dusty ways of Van Horn. In 1974, when he was 24 years old, Dallas received his commission as a second lieutenant and was assigned to Fort Bragg, North Carolina-one of the most prestigious military installations in the country. The culture of Fort Bragg, which was a center of elite soldiers, proved to be the perfect environment for her. It was there that she quickly rose through the ranks, with her leadership and intellect standing out even among seasoned veterans. Countless training exercises at Fort Bragg are part of her record, but this was also the time and place she met Taylor Lynn, a US Army Special Forces major. Taylor was an acknowledged Green Beret, a keen thinker, and one of firm obligation to his commitment. Taylor and Dallas instantly connected in the purpose they felt inside them-a love for the tactical world in which they were dwelling. Intelligent and strategic, Taylor impressed Dallas but it was in their shared values, hard work, and dedication to the cause where the real cementing of friendship took place. Soon enough, she became one of the few close confidants of Taylor. Many a times, she had helped Taylor along with his friend Andrei Borodin, a member of the Green Beret, during some undercover operations. While their missions ranged from intelligence gathering to outright raids, Dallas was more than capable of keeping up with the challenges they faced. Be it to brief the operational plans, gather intelligence, or give tactical advice, Dallas proved to be an invaluable asset to Taylor's team-in many ways, a trusted partner. In 1980, after six years of serving together in various capacities, Taylor's close friend Andrea decided to retire from active duty. Losing Andrea's expertise was a blow to both Taylor and Dallas, but it marked the beginning of a new phase for them. It was at that time, when Andrea left, Taylor began considering a future outside the traditional military structure. Both she and Dallas soon developed an overwhelming urge to apply their skills and experience in the new, mushrooming private military contracting industry that had now become a lucrative option to conventional military service. Dallas retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel at age 31 and, in 1981, began building a private military company. She termed it the Shadow Company, an organization that would offer a variety of special, covert services to governments, corporations, and individuals in need of security and tactical knowledge. The military world was changing, and both Taylor and Dallas knew they were ready for the private sector. Dallas' decision to form the Shadow Company was driven by a desire for a new challenge, but also by the growing demand for private contractors due to global instability. She was determined to create a company that operated with the highest standards of integrity and efficiency, providing elite services similar to those once offered in the military. While Dallas was the driving force behind the creation of the Shadow Company, she always envisioned Taylor taking over once the company was ready to expand. Taylor's background in special forces and her extensive intelligence experience, particularly with the CIA, made her an ideal candidate to lead the company long-term. In 1983, that vision became reality. Shadow Company has hit the market with all due force, and its services have not only been sought after but also by private and state entities. Dallas brought a good team together with veterans, former military operatives, and extremely talented mercenaries; the company was nothing less than a sure shot at success. But she always knew it was time for Taylor to take over. In 1983, when he was 34 years old, Taylor finally took over Shadow Company. She rechristened the organization Viper-Company, marking a new era in their careers. The new name reflected deadly precision and adaptability. By now an accomplished field agent with links to the CIA, Taylor kept leading Viper-Company sharp-eyed on global security threats. She helped it grow into one of the most respected PMCs in the world, drawing on his unique expertise in intelligence gathering and covert operations. Despite the company's new direction, Dallas remained extremely involved-from captain of the Viper-Company to being an integral part of the leadership. Her operative skills were central to the functioning of the Viper-Company, ensuring operations were completed without a single mistake or misstep.

IC:

A short message would be here. It read, “Howdy! Thank you for applying to our police department here in East Falls! Please fill out the form and turn it in.”

Name: Dallas L. Lynn

Age: 34

Education (HS Diploma, GED, etc.): Van Horn Texas High School Diploma, Bachelor of Science in Military Strategy and International Relations (University/College 1972), US Army Officer Training (Commissioned Second Lieutenant, 1974), US Army Command and General Staff College (CGSC) (Mid to 1970s). 1980s), CIA-specific training (post-1980s), business and business executive training (post-1981), military and tactical certifications

Why do you want to be an officer for our community?: I want to try and help balance out the numbers as right now there's 10 to 1. The cops are being surrounded by criminals from all sides and I can't stand by and watch it happen

Have you had any previous training or teaching in our academy?: No

What responsibilities do you hold as a police officer?: Protecting the innocent people. Helping them and helping other officers combat people who wish to do harm.

Do you plan on advancing our staff hierarchy?: Yes

Another message was placed here: “Last question.. this one is optional:  what’s our real motto?:” Serve and protect.