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After a very lavish vacation in Cambridge, Rick returned to Thames, where he would contemplate his next batch of mining operations

He quickly rushed to open a comm to Rolf McDonnay

Incoming Transmission:

Hello Mr. McDonnay,
I'm here to announce your Denial to the upper caste. It has been almost a month since I gave you a chance to amend your ways, among them by fixing up your attire, you look neither like a miner nor executive, but a slob. We don't need your kind here. So without a further a due, your application is officially
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Rick Then moved to David Moore's application. He sighed because he already brought him into the ranks of the upper caste. nonetheless, The fellow needed official proof that he was a member of the upper caste.


Incoming Transmission

Ey Dave,

This aint news to yeh, I bet yer in that lil' heggie of yers, But I'm talking to yeh to announce that you are now an official member of the club. I'm sure you know the rules so I wont be repeating them. You are hereby
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Rick was about to jump off the communication terminal, when Jack Porter's secretary got in the way. She was quite heavy and didn't appear pleasent to Rick's eyes.
"The Fu,,,,, Ugh,,, Ill be going the other way" He mumbled to her. Rick returned to his temporary office, and realized he forgot to process the latest application

"Hmmm a former daumann fella... I wonder how he would feel working in Douglas.... Time will tell I suppose. "


Incoming Transmission

Thomas Hammond Trelane,

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Rick Astley, the Deputy Director of Mining Operations of the Upper caste. here we have the right to be smug and feel genuinely superior than all other miners around us. Especially the Samura squints.

I see you used to work in Dauman, I recommend you avoid going to Tau-23 if you still have that rhienland accent on you. you see, the people of that station used to work in Douglas, and well. They will tear you into pieces if they figured you were a Daumann employee at the least.... not much i can do about that I'm afraid. but worry not Being a member of the upper caste grants you privileges unlike any other in this company.

All of this being said, you are officially

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get a dacite or mafic. If you need any fast, i have some spares in the depot. heg's too.
Here is the naming scheme
Hegemons: BMM-Name-of-British-province[M]

Mafics : BMM-First.Last[E] //name
Dacites: BMM-First.Last[:E] // note the colon

Welcome aboard, and good luck!

-Rick Astley
Deputy Director Of Mining Operations



Now Rick needed an escape plan to get away from Porter's..... "friend."
'€¢Name: BMM Automated Mining Systems Model: Onyx 2300, designate <Unit-014>

'€¢Place of birth: <Unit> was constructed on Thames Station at the request of <owner-unit> designate: <Master Scott MacFarlane, Clan MacFarlane>

'€¢Date of birth:<Unit> was redacted//re-booted time designate: 7-05-819AS

'€¢Sex: Male or Female?<Unit> possesses no gender status. Voice modulator does possess//utilize pleasing female audio rythms when <it> chooses to speak//modulate.

'€¢Physical description:<Unit> is an Automated Mafic Onyx Type 2300 with a crew capacity of four if human supervision is required. <Unit's> chassis was finished//completed by independant contractors of dubious\\questionable origin. The human\\animal labor-caste units completed their work ahead of required time-index and thus the product of their labors was inefficient\\unsatisfactory ref:::>>rush job<<. <Unit's> chassis does not possess the required skin covering ref:: paint. <Unit> chassis possesses faulty\\inefficient port side stablizer which causes <Unit> to swerve/st in unpredictable course changes. Attempts at self-redaction have failed. <Unit> flight-subprocessor is re-writing//coding new flight\\directional parameters to compensate for that of efficiency until repairs//redaction can be made. >>Apologies<< for damaged communications antenna on human construct ref:: <Graves Station>

'€¢Biography:<Unit> was ordered//purchased by <owner> to assist//serve human corporate construct designate: <BMM> during wartime mining operations. <Unit's> CPU is a Type 47 learning matrix computation unit, capable of all labor task\\duties associated with >>mining<<. In addition <unit> can communicate with humans with equal efficiency as well as negotiate//insult//abuse//threaten//blunt human\\animal\\vermin ref:: >>criminals<<. <Unit> also possesses Level 2 Combat Programming and is capable of absorbing//downloading Level 3 Protocols if required//desired.

<Unit> was booted on 1-23-819AS at human station construct: <Thames Station> as a product of <BMM's> AI Research Division. <Unit> was mounted into rush-job chassis ref:: Onyx Type Mafic on 6-12-819AS. <Unit> has completed//processed 13 mining operations as of 7-11-819AS

'€¢Special notes:<Unit> is lacking proper detailing\\paint. redaction is requested.

'€¢Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]: err...ppzzit...chirp... wants\\desires do not compute. Foolish human <emotional> response\\bug-thought... <Unit> serves <owner> because <it> is told//instructed......downloading patch-thought...

'€¢BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!

Do you agree to these terms? yes/no. Affirm//Affirm

Signed: 0100111001000100011110110101010101010010101010101010101100011001001010010101001
'€¢Name: Geoff Dunim

'€¢Place of birth: Planet Leeds, Leeds System

'€¢Date of birth: Feburary 12, 788 A.S.

'€¢Sex: Male, you fool! Can't you tell by the beard?

'€¢Physical description: I'm a 5' 11" scruffy looking man weighing 17 stone with brown hair, blue eyes, a beer belly and a (as previously mentioned) beard.

'€¢Biography: I was born on Leeds, and grew up during the Mildly Amusing Food Shortage of the 790s. At the age of 12, I was forced to drop out of school in order to go to work on the quality control floor of a polymer processing factory. I continued on that job until I was 17, at which point I was promptly sacked for lighting the manager on fire, and went around doing odd jobs and such for several years. When I was 23, I moved back in with my grandparents and got a steady job working as a clerk for Durnim, Durnim and Sons, a rather prestigious licensing firm that (among other things,) specialized in the legalization of trans-gendered Junker '€˜'adult holo-vids'.'€™ After a short while I met my lovely wife Liza, and we got married exactly one year after we had first met.
Anyway, after the first... or was it second?.. maybe the third child we had together, I realized that a carrier change was in order; working to allow people watch two scrap monkeys smack each other with their... sausages... just doesn'€™t pay very well. So, one day, I set about a plan to gather funds to begin my space-based business enterprise, and, as luck would have it, just two months later I won the lottery! (Well, I wouldn'€™t say won... more like '€˜defrauded,'€™ actually...) Anyway, I get m'€™self a nice ol'€™ setup tractoring in Helium for a ship that freelanced around Liberty space, and eventually worked up enough funds to by m'€™self a Mafic, and so, here I am.

'€¢Special notes: Don'€™t you even try takin'€™ away my liquor while I'€™m mining. Don'€™t even think about it. Trust me, it'€™s more trouble that it'€™s worth.

'€¢Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]: Well, the flat'€™s got a mortgage that'€™s about to default, the bloody air purifier back home is driving the electric bill up the wall, my wife'€™s looking to go out to dinner some time in the next century, the ship needs a new paintjob, and the kids need new shoes.

In case you'€™re brilliant minds couldn'€™t gleam anything from that; I want ya bloody paycheck.

'€¢BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!

'€¢Do you agree to these terms? Yes... I mean, would I even be here if I didn'€™t?

Signed: Geoff Dunim
Rick was undergoing his final preparations to leave Thames outpost. It was crawling with Porter's ....unusual goons and he sure didn't like the ..... gravity of all of them. Rick's office was safe, so decided to finish the last batch of application papers.

"Hmmmm another robot eh? aight. This one can work with VIRGIL. T'would be hilarious to see em,... interface" he giggled

He sent a transmission to the equipment manager of Thames, Auggie Briggs.

"Hey Briggs, that new AI unit your ordered? Ill take it. just make sure its not gonna shoot me in the back or suddenly stop with some seg fault or something." (accepted)

"Make sure that It's wearing the proper tags
BMM-SHEILA[E] for mafics
BMM-SHEILA[:E] for dacites

"

Rick Proceeded to approve the next application

As he read it he thought to himself. "hey, this guy might get along with Dingy!"

He opened up a channel to Geoff

"Hello There Mr. Dunim,

as you know, the Upper caste, also known as Bretonia Mining and Manufacturing, is a very prestigious place to be in. We like calling ourselves the 'upper caste.' That is of course, because there are many benefits of being part of this branch. That fiscal problem you cited? don't worry about it. We'll make sure you get a dacite, and a Hegemon to captain if you need it. Now... I don't mind you flying with the alcohol but I need to make sure you don't piss off law enforcement, and that you don't get drunk on an operation. well, not enough to get us our yourself hurt from the result. At this point you are probably making some assumptions of what this reply means to you, So ill spell it out clearly. You are hereby "
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"Welcome aboard mate. If you need anything else for now, just let me know. Get to Thames and register your new ships as the following

BMM-Geoff.Dunim[E] for mafics
BMM-Geoff.Dunim[:E] for dacites
BMM-Name of British Province[M] for hegemons"


Rick quickly started packing his stuff, and took a quick trip to the bar before he would leave back to graves.



(// OOC note: To those not involved, I approved these two about a week ago, I was a bit lazy to formally write the acceptance letters, so don't be afraid apply, Ill get to reviewing you app asap, even if that means you will see a delayed forum response. PM any of our members if you don't take my word for it:P)
***INCOMING TRANSMISSION***
**ID:DINK SMALLWOOD**
**LOCATION:PLANET NEW LONDON**
**SUBJECT:BMM APPLICATION**


Name: Dink Smallwood

Place of birth: New London, Planet New London

Date of birth: 6/11/796

Sex: Male

Physical description: 5ft 4in tall. 57.3 Kg weight. Not big by anyone's standards

Biography: Born on our capitol planet, in our capitol city, I grew up there and stuff, and like, I had a family there and stuff, most Smallwood's were occupied in the exciting career of Pig Farming, so that's what I did when I was kid aside from school, we were all pretty small so that's probably where our last name originates. Most of my family has kicked the bucket now, although I do have a brother living in Leeds, he's a few years older than I am. Graduated General School, didn't have the money to go to a university, so I've been doing odd jobs here and there, I'm ready to get a steady job now though. No criminal history, and my only medical history involves an ear infection when I was 7. Pretty standard in general, I lead a somewhat "un-original life".

Special notes: I'm small in every sense of the word.

Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]: Uh, well like, Miners have a reputation for being rather big, and strong, and I'd like to join BMM to compensate for my smallness.

BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!

Do you agree to these terms? yes/no. Yeah.

Signed: Mr. Smallwood

***TRANSMISSION TERMINATED***
Rick returned to his thames outpost. There he had all of Will david's valuable office furniture moved in, the poor fellow left the upper caste for reasons unknown. but Rick was nonetheless happy to aquire such a steal

he glanced at Dink Smallwood's application.

a pig farmer huh.... We don't need those i suppose. Might as well deny the fellow, I mean... How can a pig farmer belong to the upper caste? bah we'll see how things go i suppose.


Incoming Transmission:

Greetings Mr. Smallwood. you have a lot to learn in BMM. I saw how you fare in space, and have deemed you fit for the upper caste.

You are accepted. Don't disappoint us.

your ship callsignes shall be the following

BMM-Dink.Smallwood[E] for mafics
BMM-Dink.Smallwood[:E] for dacites
***Alert: Incoming Transmission***
***ID: Bill Board***
***Source: Planet Leeds, Leeds***
***Subject: Application form***

BMM application form A24124/D-22.

Name: Bill Board
Place of birth: Planet Leeds, in ditch by Leeds Stadium
Date of birth: June 7th, 801 A.S.
Sex: Male

Physical description: Short, thick, hollow eyes, dull face

Biography: I was born on Leeds, my 'ma raised me to be just like 'pa. I barely made it through school, but hell, I like rocks so much they forced me to graduate and sent me to study geo-something. I dunno really, wasn't interested, I just like rocks, you show me a rock and I will tell you how much it's worth and how much metal will you extract from it. After school I was like 'pa workin' my ass off in smelting facilities, evaluating purity, checking rocks turn to liquid and extracting raw metal. 't was fun until some pinhead started goofing around. One time he mixed evaluation samples and we got total crap from smelting the load. And guess what, they blamed me, so I was fired. A fella from factory then led me to you, he said you have fun work for me.

Special notes: I think I can help ya choose the rocks to mine, cause in the years I have seen what crappy material you guys bring back to smelting.

Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]:
Ya all shooting rocks, mining. I like dat, I can help ya, so I'm here.

BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!
Do you agree to these terms? Yes

Signed: Bill <strike>Borad</strike> Board


S.K.Y.P.3. - dis_iz_it

***Alert: End of transmission***
Hello Mr Bill Board. Dublin is a dangerous place. With a name like that, Mollys would love tying a rope around your neck and hanging for all to see.

Ill see to your membership in the upper caste. shooting rocks ain't all what we do, Keep that in mind.

Your application is accepted. Good luck to yeh mate.

//MODs don't touch the post #39 unless we ask you to
Name: Mitchell Westworth
Place of birth: Cambridge, Planet Cambridge
Date of birth: October 12th, 801 A.S.
Sex:Male

Physical description: A few scars, but overall a average built human body
Biography: My birth place was Planet Cambridge the most poshest place in Bretonia, though I never seemed to fit in with society on Cambridge, with attending a high educational school, and college, I was forced to do business studies by my parents which retired early from their own shipping company, instead of doing what I wanted to do and go to Leeds to study manufacturing techniques. When I was finally old enough to leave Cambridge I only wanted to attending Leeds National Manufacturing College, the place where I wanted to go since I starting thinking about work. With enough friends from Cambridge which were able to pull a few strings for me, I managed to get it, and attend the full course of 3 years.
Once I had my qualifications I took the funds I could get hold of and brought a Mafic, and starting mining gold ore in Dublin, however due to the low rating of customers, I had to turn to the famous BMM for employment, and further lessons.


Special notes: Knowledge of how business works, as well as the relevant mining skills.

Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]:
I have constant problem with getting the right customers, with a reasonable price. I want to be able to have decent customers, but make a decent price, and I hope being part of BMM will be able to assist me more with my education, as well as meeting some great folk along the way.

Anyone from Bowex) send you here? Errr, no ?

BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!
Do you agree to these terms? yes
Signed: Mitchell Westworth
***Incoming Transmission***
***ID: Kane Taylor***
***Source: Planet New London, New London***
***Subject: BMM Application form***
Name:Kane Taylor
Place of birth: Planet Curacao - Cortez
Date of birth: November 3rd 792
Sex: Male
Physical description: Tall, well built, dark hair that is mismatched by ocean blue eyes

Biography:
I was raised on planet Curacao for a large chunk of my younger years, however at age of 12 we moved due to pirating in the independent systems on the rise. My mother and father decided it best to move to one of the house systems, so we moved to planet New London where I grew up. The time came where I was at the age of having to fend for myself so I took up a job as a freelance trader working around liberty and Brentonian space and specialising in transporting ore. I have a long fuse and like to avoid confrontation if it is for the better of good however if necessary can hold my own against enemies. The life of a freelancer is a lonely one and I'€™m now looking for a profession to master, a faction to join and most importantly a home.

Why you want to join Bretonia mining & Manufacturing[Mining Division]:
'I grown up in Bretonia therefore it only seems right that I serve under Bretonian rule. I have done trade deals with many BMM members in the past and have grown to trust them as a strong mining force that have each other'€™s backs. I am looking for a group of people I can trust and be proud to call my brothers.

BMM reserves the right to release you of service by not following the company's guidelines and/or placing the company's reputation in jeopardy!
Do you agree to these terms? yes

Signed : Kane Taylor

***Transmission Terminated***
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