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Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Skillets - 05-17-2010
A mid-sized well shaved and polite looking man walked into the recruitment officer and asked for a form. He sat down, took a deep breath and began.
His name was Anthony Baker and he came from a fairly poor family of farmers on Cambridge. Anthony had recently made the trip to New London to start a more modern and exciting life. He figured the Bretonian Police Authority was the place to start. He had done his homework and read up on all the BPA's policies. The AFO policy stated that new, Junior Constables were not to have lethal weapons nor were they to fulfill much of a combat role. That is until they had gotten their fair share of time with a senior officer and sent in their reports to the Incident Reporting Office. If he had a pet it would be a pig, to give him a humble reminder of the farm he came from.
// My Skype account name is sk1lle5. I hope you like my application and I look forward to flying with the BPA!
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - RockCrystal - 05-28-2010
A remote application file arrives at the desk of the Commander:
***Source: Manchester System, Liverpool Border Station***
MESSAGE BEGINS
1). Name: George Fox
2). Background: I was born on Planet Leeds. I left as soon as I could legally pilot a starship. I've been all over Bretonia for the past few years, but I've spent a lot of time in particular on Freeport 1.
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA? I will not be permitted to mount lethal-force weapons on my ship until I have proven myself in the force.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join?My only ambition is to uphold the law with a minimum of violence.
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be? I'd like a Siberian husky with red markings on his paws and tail.
6). //What is your Skype account name: rock.crystal
MESSAGE ENDS
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Marz - 06-10-2010
It was almost over. The recruitment officer's shift, that is. He was already asking himself what was going to be on the telly this evening as another promising young lad entered the office.
"Hi, I've come to..."
"Son, this is a recruitment office. You haven't come here to ask if you can use the toilet, I presume."
"Well, actually now that you mention it I do..."
The officer sighed, took out the recently neatly stacked pile of forms and handed one over to the next hopeful for the position of Junior Constable. "Here. Fill this out and hand it in.""
"Uhm, sir?"
"Yes?"
"What pet I would want?"
""Just... don't ask, lad. Don't ask."
1). Name (Firstname and Lastname)
Max Marmaduke
2). Background (Doesn't need to be very long)
Well, I'm not one to brag about my accomplishments but: I was born and raised on the industrial world of Leeds, and people said I was always the one to do the hardest job there was. Whether that be back-breaking labor or leading the men who did back-breaking labor (they were a rowdy lot, I tell you).
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA? (describe in a sentence or two)
Completely and fully. It is a signal of how willing the Junior Constable is to settle disputes without resolving to force.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join?
I don't, but my friends Eddy and Drummond do though. They want to join the SRD and CCD. But I digress...
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be? (Be creative!)
I would have Philippine Eagle, because it eats monkeys and that means it's awesome (period).
6). //What is your Skype account name
marz141
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Zapp - 06-19-2010
1). Name Sam Foster
2). Background Well, I was born in Liberty and went to work for the LPI when I graduated high school. Never got any advanced schooling, though I did receive specialized LPI training; I know how prisons work (well, Libertonian prisons..) and I know my way around firearms. Anyways, I left the LPI due to certain personal difficulties... my partner of seven years got gunned down, and the psychiatrists suggested a change of scenery. So I quit, handed in my badge and gun, and moved to Cambridge. Then I hear you boys over here are having some troubles... well, I may not know a lot but I know how to be a cop.
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA? Yes... it means that I have to prove I'm responsible with weapons, though that seems a bit silly to me. I mean, in the LPI all you have to do is get a good score in a shooting test at the firing range twice a year and you're set. But apparently I have to patrol three times... unarmed... with a superior officer. After previous experiences in the LPI, this uh. Seems a bit frightening, patrolling without any guns. But I'm willing to show you that I have what it takes.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join? It's always been in me to protect and serve. I'll do what it takes. I know you've got a war going on, and with that the Police has to pick up the slack the Navy.. err, Armed Forces.. are leaving on the homefront when they go out to fight.
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be? Always wanted a pet Xeno. Heh, that's a uh.. Liberty cop joke.
6). //What is your Skype account name zapp_evn
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Garrett Jax - 06-20-2010
1). Name: Rex Easly
2). Background: Well, I'm a Liberty man, born and bred. Parents raised me up proper and all, despite being on the wrong end of the social-economic ladder. Joined the LPI when I was old enough. Took a lot of lip for that, but I didn't have much choice as it were. Parents had no money and I was strangely enticed by the offer of free doughtnuts. Spent the better part of five years with the LPI, made some friends and a few enemies, but on the whole, I had some good times. Parents moved to Planet New London some time back to enjoy their retirement, but now they're getting on in years and they need me to be close by to help out with things for awhile. I try to be a dutiful son, so I'm requesting a transfer to the BPA so as to continue my employment in the only profession I know.
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA?: The AFO policy? Are you crazy...? Man, I thought the LPI were tough, sending me out in a Patriot for a few months. Learned to pray while flying in that ship, I did. Learned to dodge as well. Talk about a wing and a prayer... I understand the AFO policy I guess. Fly with barely any protection in a Hussar, while the accompanying Veteran gets to laugh at you a few times. Well, get your laughs while you can, cause I'm a darn good pilot. I figure we can both learn from each other, if you'll accept me.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join?: I do what I'm told. Plain as that. Lives are at stake, and I'll do my best to make sure that Bretonia Law is enforced. I'll accept a promotion if it comes my way, but otherwise, I just focus on my job. I take it seriously and I don't goof around. Now, I can't promise you that I'll take to tea and crumpets. I may have to get myself a weekly recurring doughtnut delivery order to satisfy my sugar fix. We'll just have to see how good a place this Christy's really is.
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be?: A Pet? Hmmm. Ever heard of a Lyger? 'nuff said.
6). //What is your Skype account name: Skype name is garrett_jax
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Seth Karlo - 06-21-2010
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1). Steven Kester
2). Steven was born on Planet Cambridge into a life of relative wealth. His parents wern't upper class, but they had enough money to provide a good education for their son, along with a life of relative comfort. When he was 23, Steven left the local university with a degree in Mathematics and a job he hated in accounting. He lasted 3 months before deciding to try something new, so is signing up to the BPA.
3). Only attacking when it is completely necessary, and only trained and trustworthy officers are allowed weaponry.
4). To help protect the realm in any way possible.
5). A monkey... I've always wanted a monkey... with a pirate hat.
6). Sedrander
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Wellingtons - 07-05-2010
Rod Higgins walked towards the, Bretonia Police Authority recruitment centre. Once entered he took off his, over coat and approached the recruitment desk. The recruitment officer observing everything while sipping. She then enquired well then, I suppose you here to join bretonia finest. Rod nodded, "well then fill out this form and we i will contact you" the recruitment officer said while handing the form. Rod nodded and took the form and sat in the chair to fill the form in.
1). Name: Rod Higgins
2). Background: I was born on planet New London, I was raised good and proper by my parents although, they were not exactly on the right end, of the socio economic ladder. I received the best education my parents could offer. I was then employed by my parents company as a trade ship pilot and a escort pilot. However I realised that, my future was in law enforcement rather then in the trade industry.
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA?: Indeed I do the AFO policy or Authorised firearms officer ensures that only competent officers are used tools of death and destruction. However I may only mount one advanced debilitator, a cruise disrupter and a countermeasure.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join?: Yes I do after I join, I hope to in time become a member of the CCD due to my previous experience in transports. Apart from that I don't have any ambitions since bretonian citizens lives are on the line, and it would be irresponsible to put my personal goals in-front of them.
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be?: I would chose either a dog or lion as they both show loyalty and they represent the ideals I most care about.
6). //What is your Skype account name: Skype name is bafleeadama
with that Rod Higgins returned the form and after thanking the recruitment officer walked out, into the rain of Planet New London.
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - owen82 - 07-19-2010
1). Owen Nicholson
2). My Family was born on Planet Leeds but i was born on Battleship Essex, Dublin were my Parents worked i was raised there as a Child and when i was 23 i met the Love of my Life by then i was working as a Bretonian Armed Forces in a Bretonia Gunboat my Duty was to Eliminate Mollys until i heard of the Kusari War me and my Wife moved to Glasgow Outpost but then we had Twins and we decided it was too dangerous so we migrated south to Planet New London were i took some leave from the BAF and Work so i can spend time with the kids and i was living on money my Father was Making by Mining in Manchester i then decided the BAF was too much and too dangerous especially with 2 Kids and a Wife but i still wanted to Fight for the United Kingdom of Bretonia so i Decided to Work my way up to a Bretonian Police so as a Veteran of the BAF i think i should automatically Go from Junior Constable to Constable
3). // No i dont know were i can read it
4). No not Really i just want to have a Job and Earn Money for my Family while fighting for the United Kingdom of Bretonia
5). A Few Gaian Wildlife in my Backyard so i can Shoot them and pretend there real Gaians
6). // I dont Have one and if i did your not getting it
P.S // Were do people get there Logos for there Character i really want one
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - ace5Exo - 07-23-2010
James stumbled into the recruitment office and after convincing security forcefully, maybe too forcefully, that he was there to join, found one of the forms. Sitting down on someone's abandoned chair he pretended to read all the small print despite not being able to concentrate on it in his intoxicated state.
"Well the bastards want my soul... lets give ‘em what they want." he muttered to himself audibly enough that people glared. James casually pulled the finger, took a swig of the whiskey and started filling in the form with a pen from the desk in front of him.
Name: James Lynch
Background: I was born on Leeds. I belong to a large extended family that is quite respected in the Irish community. I lived with my mother, father and brother. Father died when I was 17 so I worked for a while as a bouncer at a nightclub to support the family and for the free booze. When I turned 19 I left home to work at a mercenary firm for a time. Stayed on for a while until the agency collapsed and now I find myself out of work and drinking money. I know you BPA need help, so here I am.
Junior constables may not mount lethal weaponry until they patrol 3 times with a senior officer.
Ambitions: To shoot up some bastards, to smash some unlawful heads and earn drinking money while doing so.
Pet: A Border Collie if I could. Unfortunately most tenants do not like large pets.
Skype: GamerCatz
James finished by signing the form in his messy scrawl and considered pocketing the pen. It was a nice pen and he would probably receive one just like it working here. Just then the chairs owner arrived back from his tea break. James hastily excused himself as to avoid the glares from the owner. He stopped to mock salute security on the way out.
Bretonia Police Authority Need You! - Aztech - 07-23-2010
' Wrote:James stumbled into the recruitment office and after convincing security forcefully, maybe too forcefully, that he was there to join, found one of the forms. Sitting down on someone's abandoned chair he pretended to read all the small print despite not being able to concentrate on it in his intoxicated state.
"Well the bastards want my soul... lets give em what they want." he muttered to himself audibly enough that people glared. James casually pulled the finger, took a swig of the whiskey and started filling in the form with a pen from the desk in front of him.
Name: James Lynch
Background: I was born on Leeds. I belong to a large extended family that is quite respected in the Irish community. I lived with my mother, father and brother. Father died when I was 17 so I worked for a while as a bouncer at a nightclub to support the family and for the free booze. When I turned 19 I left home to work at a mercenary firm for a time. Stayed on for a while until the agency collapsed and now I find myself out of work and drinking money. I know you BPA need help, so here I am.
Junior constables may not mount lethal weaponry until they patrol 3 times with a senior officer.
Ambitions: To shoot up some bastards, to smash some unlawful heads and earn drinking money while doing so.
Pet: A Border Collie if I could. Unfortunately most tenants do not like large pets.
Skype: GamerCatz
James finished by signing the form in his messy scrawl and considered pocketing the pen. It was a nice pen and he would probably receive one just like it working here. Just then the chairs owner arrived back from his tea break. James hastily excused himself as to avoid the glares from the owner. He stopped to mock salute security on the way out.
Sergeant Jason Sykes pored over the several paragraphs of poorly worded handwriting. Normally, applications like these were handled by junior secretaries in the HR department, but this particular form had thrown up a low-level red flag on the system, and for some reason had been diverted to his attention. The name scrawled on the top. James Lynch..... Sykes rolled his chair past his door, catching a sneaky glance at Chelsea as she walked past, and accessed the CCTV records for when the man had entered the room. His face caught the light of the screen as the low-quality recording sprang to life on his monitor.
6 years earlier...
Sykes looked out from his position on the hilltop above the battlefield. A figure had caught his eye in the midst of the fire and bodies that cluttered the small vale below him. Wild red hair seemed to be the defining feature of the man as he sprinted forward, rolled, brought down two men with a burst of phased plasma, and then somehow managed to survive drinking from a hip flask, standing up and performing a military style execution on the third defender, all at the same time. "The man's a lunatic.." Sykes murmured to himself, then took up his position behind his cannon alongside his sub-contracted mercenaries on the hilltop. His employer had hired the mercenaries just to man the portable cannons on the ridge, but this suited Sykes' men just fine. Sykes aimed again at the uniformed enemy and fired at a man atop the opposite ridge. The man jerked as a shell hit him in the left arm, but then dropped below Sykes sightline. Sykes swore as the steady, six-beats-per-second rythm of the guns next to him continued...
Present day...
Sykes visibly jerked as he recognised the bright red hair and heavy face of Lynch in the security footage. He relaxed slightly, but only for appearances sake. Inside, Sykes wanted to find the man and force the information he wanted out of him.. "What the hell is an ex-merc doing in the BPA?" Sykes forced himself to calm down. He was from the same background, anyway. He stamped the paper 'approved' then added "recommend caution" as a footnote.