Chef application | ImChat_

yaronIsWinning · 2026-04-13T15:12:27+0100

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What is your Minecraft username?:
ImChat_

Do you have Discord (If so, what is your discord username?):
applegaming500

What is your time zone?:
GMT+3

Describe your activity on the server:
I'm very active on SRP, spending about 5 hours a day.
Though I still follow a strict schedule, which changes from time to time :

Sunday (Not weekend)	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday (Weekend)
Unavailable: 6:45 AM-11:00 AM 6:15 PM-7:45 PM	Unavailable: 6:45 AM-2:00 PM 4:15 PM- 6:00 PM	Unavailable: 6:45 AM-2:00 PM	Unavailable: 6:45 AM-2:30 PM 4:15 PM- 6:00 PM	Unavailable: 6:45 AM-12:00 AM 4:15 PM- 6:00 PM	Unavailable: 6:45 AM-1:00 PM	Unavailable: Mostly on the afternoon. Always changing, uncontrollable.

Do you acknowledge that if you are inactive you will be demoted?: Yes.

School Employee Role you are applying for?:
I'm applying to become a chef!

In as much detail as possible, describe the employee role you are applying for:
The chef's top priority is to feed the high school and college students and keep them energized for their classes. Sometimes, even serving other employees and faculty members.
Though that is the main priority, chefs are able to do much more.

1. De-escalating and handling heated situations
The chef is also there to act as a regular school employee, and if students or god forbid them tackle a bad situation on school grounds, they should and will know how to handle it the right way.

2. Giving out detention and monitoring the detention room
The chefs may also patrol the halls of the school and may even hand out detention slips if they come upon a situation that has escalated too far, such as a fight. Once detention is given, they can go to the detention room and monitor the students there, handing out the tasks and overseeing them.

What experience, in general, do you have in roleplay?:
I started playing SRP as a joke with my friends, not thinking much about it, and not knowing what I was missing out on. I played for about a week before getting bored and stopping playing. I came back after 3 years, just because I missed it and as another joke, but now I was more serious, playing for longer. At the start, I didn't really understand the rules, taking things ICly OOCly. For example, if my character was getting bullied, I'd take it too personally OOCly and start talking about the bullies in LOOC chat. Now I've learnt better, and I've completely stopped taking thinks OOCLY. Now I have a much better understanding of the rules, and as I have been playing since March, I have improved much more.

School Roleplay
Most notable of all is the good 'ol regular school roleplay, from walking down the halls, playing sports, interacting and roleplaying with other students or going to common classes, I've seen it all and done it all. I've had my fair share of school roleplay, and I can happily say it is the one I enjoyed most.

GangRP
Probably the roleplay type I'm most ashamed of due to its reputation, and it is also quite a weird landslide for me.
I started with the gang "Sinnerous", later changed to Manhanto. I was there for a good month or so before leaving, as I felt out of place.
I quickly moved on to another gang called "9Stars" and got settled in pretty quickly, as many people there befriended me almost instantly.
At first, nothing impactful was happening, yes, I was there for trainings and turf-capturing sessions, but I wanted more like the typical GangRPer.
After a few months had passed, we earned the verified gang title, where I had finally been promoted to Higher-up, but that was when it all fell apart. Many of my friends and Higher-ups left one by one, and I quickly stepped foot.
And once again, I joined a new gang. Kagetsu, my favorite of them all. After barely any time in it, I got promoted to a higher-up position from previous experiences with the leader, and I led alongside it pretty well until the gang finally disbanded due to turfs not being looked after, where I called it quits with GangRP.

EMS
Finally, my favorite type of roleplay I had.
In the EMS, I not only got to enjoy true roleplay, but I also got to learn many things alongside the friendliest community in the server (in my opinion).
They welcomed me warmly, though I was quite overwhelmed at the start with all the new things. I settled in really nicely for a good four months.
Though now I am slower in the faction, I'm still happily in it, and looking to achieve greater.

JockRP
Another amazing roleplay type.
I'm quite new to it, so I won't go into too much depth.
To keep it short, as I already yapped enough here, it is an amazing faction to be in. Sports is probably the best feature in SchoolRP, and getting to roleplay as a team of it is just something that hits different.

Why do you want to join the School Employee faction?:
The reason I want to join the faction is because of what motivates me.
I'm always looking for greater opportunities to roleplay. I take roleplay very seriously as I have been roleplaying in many games since the day I got my first computer.
Like I said, I always look for opportunities to roleplay, and I think the School Employee faction could give me that opportunity, especially since it revolves around the school, the main attraction in SchoolRP.
Many of my friends have also encouraged me countless times to not only join the School Employee faction, but also the faculty in general.
This encouraged me to apply and led me to believe I would be the perfect fit for the faction!
I would also like the opportunity to teach beginners how the server works, about the school, and other factions. I believe that most beginners walk straight to the cafeteria, and with that, it gives me the biggest possibility to help them learn.

Link(s) to any previous applications and appeals on the server:
Language applications [11]

Other applications [9]

Hospital applications [1]

ACCEPTED:
https://schoolrp.net/threads/gentle-giant-yaroniswinnings-doctor-application.86530/
DENIED:
None

Faculty applications [2]

ACCEPTED:
None
DENIED:
https://schoolrp.net/threads/yaroniswinnings-physical-education-teacher-application.85531/
PENDING
https://schoolrp.net/threads/imchat...teacher-application-is-this-the-dagger.89524/

KPD applications [1]

ACCEPTED:
None
DENIED:
https://schoolrp.net/threads/yaronislosing-kpd-application.87262/

Shrine applications [1]

ACCEPTED:
None
DENIED:
https://schoolrp.net/threads/imchat_-priest-application.89666/

What are your current role(s) on the server? (If you're college, specify your degree level):
yaronIsWinning
[Grade-12][Baseball] Paulo Banchero
[Grade-12] Lilith Albá-Romano
[College][Bachelors] Zhara Santana-von Gunda
[Dog] "Milo" von Gunda
[Bird] "Strawberry Jam"

yaronIsLosing
[Paramedic] Masumi Saiky
[Grade-12] Mia Jovanović

ImChat_ (Applying on)
[Grade-12] Lyona Abramovich

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During a work-shift a student starts cursing at you for being pathetic, how does your character react?:
Lyona would be sitting in the cafeteria kitchen, reading a book or chatting with a co-worker. Upon the student coming up to him, Lyona immediately shifted his focus towards the student.
"Can't you even do your job right, you worthless bitch?!"
Lyona would squint at the student. This was uncalled for; he would think for himself. But it most definitely was not his first time handling these kinds of situations.
Lyona, the patient angel himself, would speak up in a coarse but somewhat reassuring tone.
"Now, why would you say that? That's your first warning. Call me that again, and you'll get detention."
By now, if the student was flushed with guilt, Lyona would get up from his seat and reassure them, but still let them know about the consequences.
If the student still did not take it right, Lyona would hand them a detention slip very slowly.
"Go back to class, don't let me catch you speaking like that again."
He spoke in a confident tone, much different than his original. He then walked back behind the kitchen to whatever he was doing.

You notice two students are physically fighting in the hallway, – multiple punches have been thrown – how does your character react?:
Lyona was cruising across the hallways, all of them, from college to high school and back. It was then that he encountered two students in a physical fuss going at it with each other.
He first runs up to them, with just the loud tone for the scenario, the man spoke out loud, saying:
"Both of you, split up, now!"
It was pretty unexpected to him when the students didn't back up from each other, but then again, not his first rodeo.
He hopped into action, getting in between both students to push them away from each other, breaking up the fight.
"This ends now, both of you show me your knuckles."
He said with his broad accent, clear he was foreign. He took a look at both of their hands, and after taking a look at any injuries, he wrote them both a detention slip.
"Next time it's an SLT report."
And with no further words, the man left the scene.

Another school employee is clearly acting inappropriately, doing something very dangerous on the job, how does your character react?:
Lyona couldn't help but just stare at the other employee. He wasted absolutely no time and approached the other employee. Slowly making his way to them to make sure he doesn't risk himself too, as the other employee is doing something dangerous.
"What the hell are you doing? You know that's very dangerous?"
Lyona would expect the other employee to listen and even stop, but he was wronged. The man got almost completely ignored. It didn't enrage Lyona as he is a very patient man, but he was not going to let it slide.
"Stop it at once, or else I will report you to SLT."
Unfortunately, the threats were not working, and Lyona had no choice but to submit an SLT report, and if possible, call a member over at once.
Not out of spite, but out of fear, the employee might hurt themselves in the act.

When in the employee break room, how does your character act?
At the employee break room, our man mostly keeps it to himself.
Lyona would be sitting peacefully at one of the couches, sipping on his coffee as he stared out of the window, or maybe playing Candy Crush on his phone (yes, he's that old)
He might even be sitting around a table with his laptop, working tirelessly for classes and homework. Or simply just reading a book, a hobby of his.
Though it seems that the man is antisocial, you would be surprised to find out that he is not.
There are some rare moments where you find him chatting with a co-worker in the breakroom, standing around the coffee machine, or sitting on the couch.
Even though he rarely interacts, the working man's conversations are endless and entertaining; you can find yourself talking to him for hours on end, completely forgetting about a class you have to attend.

Provide us with at least three detailed /me's of your character whilst on your chosen role:

/me reached into the sink to grab a plate that was just washed. He scrubbed it once more, as the man is very thorough, before setting it on the counter. He looked up to see that a student walked up for their food. "Heya, what do you want?" After the student said 'fruit bowl', our man jumped straight to work. He grabbed an orange before inspecting it for any imperfections. After making sure it was good enough for the sacred fruit bowl, the man began to peel it, not with his fingers like some animal, but with a sterile knife. As said, the man is very thorough with his work. After the orange was peeled to just its sweet, juicy flesh, he took out each slice and set it neatly in the bowl. Nodding to himself as he moved on. With a swift motion, he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket in the back, running it under cold water to clean it up. After it was squeaky clean, he placed it on a cutting board and began cutting vertical slices along the sides. He did that with another apple, before setting the slices randomly inside the fruit bowl. With that done, he moved on to the last fruit, the easiest – a banana. "You're going to love this bowl." He said. He then began to peel the banana, this time with his hands. He's not that thorough. . . After tossing the banana peel into the trash, the man sliced small yellow banana pieces into the bowl in his hands like a professional, before setting it on the table for the student to grab. "There you go. Next." He threw a towel over his shoulder after cleaning his hands with it, looking over at the student coming up after.

/me ran his hands under the hand sanitizer bottle located deep in the kitchen before locking onto the student standing at the counter, waiting for some food. He walked up to them, leaning onto the side of the table. With a warm smile on his face, he said: "Heya kiddo, what you want today?" He said, his usual cold, coarse tone followed the words. The kid requested the Tacos, it was expected, it's Tuesday after all! He sprang right to work. He began by setting the taco holder over the cutting board somewhere comfortable for him, before putting the soft-shelled tortillas in it, delicately moulding it to fill up all the space in the holder with his fingers. After the first step was done, he began adding the toppings. He scooted over to the side, where a pot was simmering the meat. He scooped up some with a spatula, slapping it into the shell. He quickly washed the tool before setting it back to its respective spot. He then grabbed the plastic box filled with shredded cheese, grabbing a large scoop with his gloved hand just to sprinkle a generous amount on top of the taco. Then, with a spoon, he scattered an abundance of vegetables into the taco, right on top of the melting cheese, finishing the amazing but rushed taco. He served the plate up to the student, containing one taco and a few lime slices. "Move along, you're my first one today." He gestured with his head to move along. "Next!" He yelled out, sticking his head out to check for the next student coming up.

/me was about to wrap up for lunch, his apron was already hung on the wall, and his famous towel that's always on his shoulder was now thrown on the table with no care. It was then that he noticed a student standing at the counter, he scratched his forehead. . . He thought he had served everyone for the day. Welp! He walked up to the table, apron tied back on him and a towel thrown over his shoulder. "Watchu want kid?" He said, leaning forward slightly. His eyes lit up with joy, unexpected for this cold man, but also expected, as he loved serving Rice Curry! He didn't rush it this time; it was his last student of the day, after all. He just walked over slowly towards the pot in the back that still had rice in it. He planned to throw it out just a second ago, not expecting to scoop another serving. He slapped that serving into a bowl, before sectioning it to the left of the wooden bowl. It was sticky rice, so it held on pretty well. He then slid the bowl over, along with himself, to the right, where another pot was almost dry of curry. He scooped up what was left in there, pouring it into the right section of the bowl, finishing his masterpiece. You can see he went to culinary school, only at lunch time, though. He cleaned up his hands with the towel thrown over his shoulder before walking up to the student with the bowl in his hands. He placed it on the counter before simply hanging his apron back on the wall. He's wrapping up for real this time!

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Full Name (First & Last only):
Sat in the chair in front of the interviewer, going in immediately to cross his legs over each other. Instinctively, he placed his hands on top of the leg crossed over the other. After settling into the chair, Lyona shifted his gaze to the interviewer when they asked the question.
"Tell me your full name, please."
Lyona nodded, his focus shifting nowhere but staying on the interviewer, trying to show confidence. He began talking, his voice cold and coarse like his appearance, but a soft, warm aura always followed.
"My name is Lyona Abramovich."
His deep, broad accent was showing; he nodded once more, a warm smile appearing on his face.
Title (Mr, Mrs, Miss):
The interviewer finally looked up after scribbling their notes, gaze shifting at Lyona. After a short pause, they finally spoke up. The atmosphere in the room returned to its initial feeling.
"What title would you like to be referred to as?"
Lyona took a short moment before opening his mouth to speak, that deep, coarse voice making its return.
"A simple Mister is fine."
He nodded again; it seems like he'll be doing many of those.
Preferred Name:
The interviewer nodded, going right back to writing their notes. A few scribbles later, they looked back up at Lyona, asking the next question.
"And your preferred name will be?"
Lyona smiled; he knew exactly how to answer this question.
"I'd like to be referred to as Mister Abraham by the students; the staff team can call me Lyona if they wish."
He smiled, his posture still straight as a statue, his soft, warm smile never leaving his face.
Age (Minimum is 25):
As expected, the interviewer wrote away their notes again and then looked down at the paper, reading out the next question.
"Your age, please?"
A simple question for most, but for Lyona, it hit different. He bit his lower lip as his smile faded, finding it quite a struggle to answer that question.
"I am. . . Fifty-two years of age."
He nodded, mentally shaking his mind off, putting on a brand new smile.

Gender:
The interviewer wasted little to no time on this next question, going at it almost immediately.
"Your gender?"
Lyona was caught quite off guard. . . But he seemed confident still.
"I'm a male, I go by He/Him."
He said very confidently, his smile growing slightly larger as he nodded.

Academic Degree:
"Do you have an Academic Degree?"
The interviewer said with a small hand gesture.
"Of course, in Culinary Arts."
The man simply answered.
Major(s):
"What about Majors?"
Abramovich nodded, looking down for barely a second before looking up at the interviewer.
"Yes, I have a major in Food Aesthetics."
Minors:
"And what are your Minors?"
Abramovich nodded again.
"Nutrition Science and Hospitality."
Nationality:
Lyona swallowed his tongue at the question. He bit his lower lip; clearly, this was a tough question for him to answer, but he fought through it.
"I am originally from Soviet Ukraine."
He swallowed the last bits of composure left in him, still looking confident.
Known Languages:
Lyona nodded at the question.
"I know Russian, Japanese, and Hebrew."
He smiled; that's something he was proud of.

Backstory

HAPTER 1: A dark dawn.

Lyona Abramovich, a Jewish man, was born to Xenia and Yana Abramovich. He came into the world on the 31st of August, 1973. He was born in the Soviet Union, in the Ukrainian region, in the city of Odesa. Expectedly, life in Soviet Ukraine was hard; Lyona didn't live in a blooming house; he was on the lower end, a very poor household. Lyona grew up in poverty; a piece of bread cost more than his dad's paycheck. The hardest part is that they can't escape; they were stuck there for the next eighteen years. In the Soviet Union, Lyona managed to keep his pace at school, even on the snowiest days, and the most dangerous too; he still studied. The truth is, Lyona was studying to become a chef; it was his dream job. And back there, being a chef meant being royalty. He worked hard; the kitchen in his house didn’t even belong to his mother at this point; it was all his. All the messes, the ingredients, all his. Though expensive, his family supported him throughout the eighteen years, and he managed to graduate with a Culinary Arts degree in high school.

CHAPTER 2: Freedom.

After eighteen gruelling years, the Soviet Union has fallen, and our man Lyona has managed to flee Ukraine with his family to Israel.
During his time in Israel, Lyona served four years of mandatory service for the military, and afterwards went to college.
In college is where he really shined, he went to a prestigious school where he knew he could study culinary. He chose a Major in Food Aesthetics and Minors in Nutrition Science and Hospitality.
The hardworking man worked tirelessly every day, excelling in all of his subjects and managing to graduate with all the certifications.

CHAPTER 3: Karakura, Japan.

And finally, we end up in the present day. Lyona did not achieve his dream. After many failed attempts back in Israel, he gave up and chose to live a peaceful life on an island in Japan.
Though loving his current peaceful life, he knew he had to get a job; he wasn’t even retired yet. And at the ripe age of fifty-two, he applied for a job as a school chef at the local school on the island. The results? For that, we await to this day.

Motivation for Joining KHS (Character perspective):
Lyona cleared his throat, it wasn't exactly loud but, it was audible. He lowered his leg and put it back on the ground, his hands going together to form a sort of ball. He put the ball up to his chin, taking a moment to think.
"This is a great question. I'd like to say my motivation for joining the KHS is so I could pursue my dreams in culinary."
He paused.
"My dream was to be a chef one day." He nodded, the smile on his face widening a tad bit. "While helping students with their daily necessities, like feeding them, or just handling situations in the school in general."
He nodded once more, very confident in himself.

Why should you be accepted over the other applicants?:
Drew a soft sigh at the question, looking away. This looked like another tough question for him, but it won't stop him. Not this far. He picked up the coffee from the table, taking a sip of it. It was already getting cold.
"That's a difficult question for most, but I can answer it."
He said, looking back at the interviewer.
"I believe you should choose me over other applicants due to the fact of my expertise. I have accumulated years of experience, not only in my culinary skills, but my maturity and way of handling situations."
His smile grew larger, again.
"I also believe I'll be a great choice since I work great in teams, and seeing how the school cafeteria staff work in teams as well, I think I'll be the perfect fit for the chef staff in the KHS."
He ended off with another sip of his coffee.
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