' Wrote:*A strange guy walks into the LPI recruitment office on Fort Bush. He's quite high and just big enough for everyone not wishing to meet him on a dark street. Without a single word, he walks right past everyone and throws a piece of paper on a pile on the tabel with a sign which says: "Recruitment" With the same accuracy he came , he leaves the office and carefully closes the door behind.
Quote:* Name: Lance Anderson
* Age: 29
* Height: 209 cm
* Weight:101 kg
* Previous Jobs: Freelancing pirate hunter, part time bartender and ship mechanic
* Qualifications: Let's just say I can shoot if I see what I have to shoot, and I can fix an engine up faster than you can clean out your own ship .
* Brief Biography: I was born in Cortez, Planet Curacao. My parents were both rich, I've been studying in the most expensive private schools. However, I never wanted to be such a snob as my parents were. I rather liked getting dirty from oil while fixing up ships. After finishing school, I worked in the repair dock on Curacao until I had enough to buy myself a ship. I have to say, I never accepted anything from my parents. They probably hate me ever since, cause I didn't hear from them for quite a few years now. Anyways, I tuned my ship up a bit and did some bounty hunting ... that was a nice way to get more cash and was good for improving some skills. Since than , I've moved to Liberty, Planet Denver and am currently looking for a job where I can put the stuff I learned to use.
* Reasons for Joining: First of all, to make a living from a work, second to put my knowledge and skills to good use ... for the good people.
-Let's see what comes up from this... *
Hmph. If we can't find a use for you in a ship, looks like Maintenance gets fresh meat.
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' Wrote: * Name:
The name's Denton Lebowski. * Age:
I got 21 years under my belt. * Height:
I'd say about six-oh. * Weight:
A good two hundred pounds. * Previous Jobs:
I was a professional racer, dog! * Qualifications:
You put me in a tincan and I chase it like I race it. I got a coupla trophies, including bronze in the Texas Runner, 'n not to mention silver in the Colorado Fiesta Tournament. That was a crazy one! * Brief Biography:
Well, if I gotta keep it short.. I spend my childhood on Los Angeles, where my uncle owned a little hangar where he fixed private ships. Now the upperclass rich kids living on California love to throw with their money so races were a big attraction. Obviously I couldn't resist, so I occasionally, uh, borrowed a ship from my uncle's shop to join in. Then during the Badlands Crashfest my ship got fried by some Rogue bastards. Yeah, I survived, but when I came home I got my uncle yelling at me for destroying his client's ship and my mom yelling at me for almost getting killed. "If you want to be in danger so much, why don't you do something good and join the LPI?!" she yelled, and my uncle was like "Yeah, then ya can pay off yer debt too!". So it was off to the academy for me.. * Reasons for Joining:
Yeah, I know it may seem like I'm just joining cos I was told to, but really it's not such a bad idea. That attack got me thinking. For me taking risks is a thrill, but I hate it when people put others at risk against their will, you know? I ain't a hero, though, just looking to help out and make a few bucks at the same time.
5kyp3 protocol: freelancerfanatic
Gym's through that door. Go get in shape.
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Zealot Wrote:Just go play the game and have fun dammit.
Treewyrm Wrote:all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.