Name: Pete McMichaels Gender: M Age: 47 Previous Jobs:
Navy (Graduate of West Point) - 8 years
Dispatch - 1 year
Planetary/Orbital PD, Manhattan - 20 years
Qualifications:
West Point Graduate
Albany Police Academy Graduate
Letters of Recommendation, Meritorious Service Awards
Brief Biography:
Now I may not look like much now, but... well, lets face it, maybe I'm not much right now. But back in my day, I was Billy Badass. I had no equal, law breakers be warned. I felt my ship, I was one with it. I even unstuffed my cockpit seat just so that I feel my ship better. But I got into a bad scrap just inside of the Badlands when I was in the Navy. Got a missile on the tail, flipped her right around and smashed into one of those rock spikes. It was a miracle she held together as long as she did. I recovered well enough, but they stuck me in dispatch for a year. I tried to get into my ship, but I could barely pass simple training trials. Something was wrong with my back, I just didn't feel comfortable. They asked me why I wasn't uncomfortable, I was just uncomfortable. Damnit, I couldn't feel my ship! One of those discs in my back was slipped and I couldn't feel anything in my tailbone. I was told to hang up my wings or try out for the planetary PD. More chasing and less fighting, I suppose. Well, I could still fly and maneuver. I got the job. But I wasn't happy. I hear rumblings that the smuggling has gotten out of control. I want in. I can't fight for much, yea. But I betcha I can sit in a ship longer than any of these young bucks and tune my scanners in ways that would be presumed as witch craft. I can spot, chase, and survey alright. Leave that to me, I am your guy!
Reasons for Joining, please state if your here to join Sunbucks Inc.:
System surveying/smuggling crackdown
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