STATE OF SAN ANDREAS NATIONAL GAURD EMPLOYMENT APPLICATION | ![]() |
1. PERSONAL INFORMATION
- Full name: Melvin_Farnell
- Age: 36
- Gender: Male
- Residence: Living in my car for now, my rent is overdue cus nobody wants to give a job to a big man. I usually park up underneath the bridge of Idlewood-Jefferson, just for your information.
- Contact Information: Phone Number: 317 | Email: [email protected]
2. LEGAL INFORMATION
- Do you posses a valid U.S. passport?: Yes
- Do you posses a driving license?: Yes
- Do you posses a weapon license?: Yes
- Have you ever been apart of a criminal organization or group, if so, which?: Chiraqwood Disciplines Gang, for a very short while only. But I was the founder of Grape St. Crips Watts, formerly known as the Kelly Park Compton Crips, around five years ago.
- Have you ever been arrested before, if so, what was the reason?: Yes, I don't quite remember the reason but yes I went to jail for gang activities, I guess? By the way, this was four years ago.
3. SELF ASSESSMENT ESSAYS
- Why do you wish to join the National Guard?: Alright, let's get one thing straight, I didn't wake up one day with a burning patriotic desire to serve and protect the country, that's not how this started... it actually began when someone, which I don't remember who, called me a "walking fridge"... not even to my face, just said it like when I was walking past behind them. It stuck with me, way more than it should have.
After I got released from Valcatraz, I used to run with a gang that I mentioned, nothing too wild, mostly just vibing 'n chilling, doing our hood thangs. I wasn't exactly out there gangbanging, I was merely coasting. Eating good, sleeping late, living without purpose. Food was my thing, still kinda is, but when I got mocked in my so called own hood, something clicked in my head, like, this isn't a joke anymore... this is real.
It's weird, but that insult hit me harder than I expected, maybe I was just tired of being the background guy when I was a Kingpin in my peak era before romanticizing food. I wanted to matter, I wanted to be remembered for something other than being the guy who always knew where the nearest vending machine or Cluckin' Bell was.
So yeah, I'm willing to join the National Guard army. I won't lie out of spite, but it turned into something else, I got this fire in me now... a weird mix of patriotism in wrath, pride, gluttony and... I don't know, maybe some idea about weight loss and defending my country? I'm trying to be a hero, instead of a fatso. If defending my country means I get to prove I'm more than what that guy thought of me, then so be it. I'm down for the battalion this time, instead of the Idlewood hood, we have to reclaim our territory from those USSR intruders.
Maybe one day someone will look back at my tombstone and say: "Yeah, Melvin Farnell, he actually did something for the country, he wasn't a walking fridge after all, God bless his soul and God bless the United States National Guard army". What a broken man like me can wish for? That's all for me. - What makes you different than other candidates?: Well, I'm of course bigger than them in size, take whatever guess you want, I still surpass 'em in any criteria, guaranteed.
4. OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Discord?: highwaymxn
- Country?: Iran (I hate Islamic Republic)
- Timezone?: GMT+3:30
- Current and previous groups?: Currently, Farnell is not part of any group.

