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Red Hessian Army wants you! - alpha3 - 08-08-2010
Message to: Aldo Jhurgmann
From: Ferdinand Gryneus
Well, what can I say...I knew that the Corsairs and Daumanns do not cares about people life. If you want to have your revenge you came to the correct place, approved.
Message to: Herman Schiller
From: Ferdinand Gryneus
I will be as simple as you, approved.
//Sorry for the long delay, pm me with your skype address.
Red Hessian Army wants you! - KUBANA - 08-11-2010
Application withdrawn
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Disparagess - 08-19-2010
He walked into the bar at Freeport 1, looking relatively angry. His mining ship was clearly damaged from radiation, his cargo hold empty. Tearing up the Daumann ID card he had once held with pride, he walked up to a somewhat shabby looking Rheinlander by the bar. This was who he came to meet.
"Know anything about the Red Hessians?" he aksed.
"Why? Interested? I could hack your reputation with them, if you have credits to spare" said the Rheinlander.
"Not interested in bribes, not that I have the money for them now" said the ex-Daumann worker. "Looking for something a bit better than a friendlier reputation."
"Recruitment"?
"Ja" replied the ex worker.
"Well, if you'd like to buy me a drink... Herr?" asked the Rheinlander, glancing at his empty glass.
"Wolfram. Manfred Wolfram. And sure." replied the ex-worker.
The rheinlander smiled, taking a sip from his new drink. He handed Manfred a scribbled note: Details for a communications channel.
"Danke" said Herr Manfred. "Aufwidersehen".
A few days later, the following was sent from an unknown location in Omega space.
1. Full name and origin
Manfred Wolfram, from Planet New Berlin
2. Short biographyBorn 792 A.S, New Berlin. My family was poor, bankrupt even. After many successive failures to resurrect the family business, we were forced to sell all of our equipment and workers to Daumann. That included ourselves.
I've been working there for 10 years now. Since a teenager. Life's horrible, as usual. Stuck out in the mining pits of Dresden like slaves, tearing away at pieces of rock day by day. Our wage was poor, and for the work, I was expecting better. After 6 years of work in Dresden, I was moved to Planet Nuremberg for some unknown reason. Stuck on a polluted planet built for industry with no prior experience in the matter. But I had no choice. Stuck away from my family, I worked there for many years. Life there was and still is as tough as ever. Factory work. Day by day, living in cramped quaters and I even recieved a pay cut. Lucky me.
After complaining to my boss 3 years later, it seems they don't like complaints much. Perhaps my worst job yet was coming. Solarius Station, Omega 11. The far side. Radiation was like a curse. Vomiting and nausea for days at a time. A one day break after a week of hard labor. Finally pulling up the courage to see someone about it, it appeared I was suffering from severe radiation sickness there. I went to my superiors for some time off. Denied. Apparently, everyone here gets it and they don't even care. Doctors even told me that would cut at least 50 years off my life expectancy. What's more: the dealer ripped me off my cargo, and my expected credit pay came 30% off what I had calculated. AND they tried to make me pay for the radiation damage to my ship.
I'd had enough. Leaving secretly, I found my way to the bars of many bases. One caught my interest first, Kreuzberg Depot. I was told to meet a man down in the borderworlds, Omega 3, freeport 1. There I met the person that would lead me to this channel.
3. Prior flight experienceI've been working there for 10 years now. Since a teenager. Life's horrible, as usual. Stuck out in the mining pits of Dresden like slaves, tearing away at pieces of rock day by day. Our wage was poor, and for the work, I was expecting better. After 6 years of work in Dresden, I was moved to Planet Nuremberg for some unknown reason. Stuck on a polluted planet built for industry with no prior experience in the matter. But I had no choice. Stuck away from my family, I worked there for many years. Life there was and still is as tough as ever. Factory work. Day by day, living in cramped quaters and I even recieved a pay cut. Lucky me.
After complaining to my boss 3 years later, it seems they don't like complaints much. Perhaps my worst job yet was coming. Solarius Station, Omega 11. The far side. Radiation was like a curse. Vomiting and nausea for days at a time. A one day break after a week of hard labor. Finally pulling up the courage to see someone about it, it appeared I was suffering from severe radiation sickness there. I went to my superiors for some time off. Denied. Apparently, everyone here gets it and they don't even care. Doctors even told me that would cut at least 50 years off my life expectancy. What's more: the dealer ripped me off my cargo, and my expected credit pay came 30% off what I had calculated. AND they tried to make me pay for the radiation damage to my ship.
I'd had enough. Leaving secretly, I found my way to the bars of many bases. One caught my interest first, Kreuzberg Depot. I was told to meet a man down in the borderworlds, Omega 3, freeport 1. There I met the person that would lead me to this channel.
Flying for my family's old company, and another 10 years hard labor working for Daumann. Though my anger is quite a bit more deadly than my flying skills, and no doubt I'll be able to hit things a lot easier now than before.
4. //S.K.Y.P.E. protocol address (fairly important)Disparagess
5. //Your timezone (for informational purposes)
+9:00
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Blodo - 08-22-2010
Message to: Manfred Wolfram
Comm ID: Kaspar Meisnerr
What happened to you mein herr is classic Daumann policy of silencing the unruly. They assign them to the worst place they can think of and think that sending them into certain death will fix the problem. This is why we fight against their oppression and their governmental support. You will meet many like you in our ranks, waiting for the right time to spill over to the fascists and carry out their retribution. In the mean time, we must all prepare for that day.
Welcome to the Red Hessian Army. Rendezvous with our patrols in Omega-11 to complete your transfer, and in the mean time familiarise yourself with the following documents:
- Operational Manual
- Rank structure
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Oldum - 09-08-2010
![[Image: sledgeheader.png]](http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu23/oldum/DrZed/sledgeheader.png)
Subject: **Application**
Guten Tag Meine Damen und Herren.
I am Thomas Sledge. You might ask, what the hell am I doing, applying to the Army. My reasons are simple. I'm a smuggler, born in Bretonia, but have moved to Rheinland long ago. I used to do runs all around Rheinland and Bretonia, mostly to the Mollies, Junkers and on quite a few occasions, I made my way to Hessian bases in the Omegas.
However, the life of a smuggler is always hard, especially when the Rheiland Military always seem to know where you exactly are. Since a year now, most of my runs ended up with no cash, but busted by the governmental houlds, who did nothing else but rob people from their work.
My life didn't go better in the Omegas either. Corsairs everywhere, who were most excited to take my cargo away when the realised it's going to support Hessians. But that's the smaller problem. My parents are retired tradesmen, who decided to live on Stuttgart for the rest of their lives, but in conditions I wouldn't even keep a dog. They live day by day, under the constant pressure of the government's taxes , etc. And I want to change that. I know quite a few people around Rheinland, most of them are or were hard working people, who still have nothing because of the rule of the Kanzler, and the way he controls people.
I want to change all that, and wish to support the revolution in any way I can. And the best way I can do this is to fight for the Hessian Army, to fight for what I belive in. I might not be a born Rheinlander, but trust me, I care just as much for the people of Rheinland as you.
*As I've said before, I used to fly small smuggling craft throughout the Omegas, mostly freighters, and I had my very own Scimitar-class fighter.
Awaiting your reply.
Auf wiedersehen
Thomas Sledge
![[Image: sledgefooter.png]](http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu23/oldum/DrZed/sledgefooter.png)
// Skype name: Lugos.Mate
//Time Zone: GMT+1 (CET)
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Roland.Koenig - 09-08-2010
*** Incoming transmission ***
Comm ID: Roland Koenig
Source: Red Hessian Army Recruitment Office, Vogland Base, Dresden
Target: Thomas Sledge
Guten tag herr Sledge.
We are always glad to hear from people who have had enough of the Kanzler's vision. It will take time but you can rest assured that we will succeed. Your application is approved, welcome to the ranks mein herr. Your frequency has been added to the official RHA channels.
The following operational materials will bring you up to speed on our procedures, operations, and rank structure:
Red Hessian Army Operational Manual
Red Hessian Army Rank Structure
Red Hessian Army Rank/Promotion Requirements
Koenig out
*** Transmission terminated ***
Red Hessian Army wants you! - FaithfulWanderer - 09-13-2010
++Frequency Detected++
++Channel Open++
++Uploading Sender Data++
Name: Virgil Cainen
Birthplace: Planet Nuremberg, System Munich
Flight Experience: I was factory worker. Besides hunting the occasional Gimeni worm I have no combat experience. My only flight experience is from when I fled my home. My hope is that the RHA can provide me with the training I need to combat the oppressive Rheinland government.
Skype Account: Account Pending, will PM.
Timezone: Pacific Time/California
++Decrypting Message++
My name is Virgil Cainen. I was born and raised on the plains of Nuremberg, Munich System. My father made a living working at the Daumann military factory north of my home. We were a loyal Rheinland family. I was a good citizen and my family was always quick to obey the laws set before us. We believed in Rheinland and its goals. When food shortages became commonplace and the raids began we looked to Rheinland for protection and relief. I watched the conflicts escalate ever patient for the Rheinland government. My hopes soared with the discovery that the native grasses of Nuremberg were safe for livestock consumption. Yet the Rheinland government continued to refuse to grant construction approval for our farming concerns. My patience had worn thin but I kept my mouth shut due to concerns for my family. I have seen what happens to those who openly debate Rheinland political decisions.
Everything changed however. Rheinland police had been getting stricter on planetary commerce. Seems there were "Spies among us". My father traveled to the city one day and never came home. I spent months tracking his whereabouts. Only to find he'd been executed as a terrorist spy. When I returned home from my search my family was gone and our home had been burned to the ground. I fled the planet knowing what awaited me if I stayed. I've spent I dont know how many days taking refuge at stations in the outlying systems of Rheinland. I watch everyday hoping that something will change. That someone will stop this corruption. I know that I can no longer stand idolly by while millions of my people suffer day in and day out. Its time for me to shed the shackles of opression and defend the best interests of the Rheinland people. But one man cannot do this alone. Thats why I now turn to the Red Hessian Army.
I request that I be entered into the Red Hessian ranks. I will serve to the best of my ability. I know I must do something to help my people. I am inexperienced but more than willing to learn. In the war against the Rheinland corruption there is no room for weakness. I will not fail the Rheinland people like I failed my father and my family. Please give me the oportunity to avenge what I have lost. Only when the Rheinland oppressors have met the same fate as my father will I find peace.
++Encryption Ended++
++Transmission Terminated++
++Frequency Lost++
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Barricade - 09-14-2010
INCOMING TRANSMISSION
SENDER: GEORG ELSER
SUBJ: RED HESSIAN ARMY APPLICATION
![[Image: 200.jpg]](http://www.dhm.de/lemo/objekte/pict/elserbio/200.jpg)
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[font=Arial Narrow]Sehr geehrte Damen und Herren,
I hereby wish to join your ranks, the ranks der Red Hessian Army.
My name is Georg Elser, I am born on New Berlin, grown and educated there.
Mein father was a Kruger miner, my mother served on one of the Kanzlers Battleships as a barmaid.
My father did not have the best job, he had hard and long shifts, but he always pretended he would be satisfied.
Mein Mutter however wasn't happy at all.
The crew members harassed her, she was a good looking 35 year old woman.
But that does not legitimate anything.
A few days ago, these cowards of Corsairs attacked my ship and destroyed half the convoy I was flying in.
I lost friends, too many of them.
Yesterday I came to the conclusion, that I finally need to become active.
I want justice, Gerechtigkeit we say.
And I know, your ranks are the right to join.
TRANSMISSION END
SENDER: GEORG ELSER
SUBJ: RED HESSIAN ARMY APPLICATION
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[font=Arial Narrow]Sehr geehrte Damen und Herren,
I hereby wish to join your ranks, the ranks der Red Hessian Army.
My name is Georg Elser, I am born on New Berlin, grown and educated there.
Mein father was a Kruger miner, my mother served on one of the Kanzlers Battleships as a barmaid.
My father did not have the best job, he had hard and long shifts, but he always pretended he would be satisfied.
Mein Mutter however wasn't happy at all.
The crew members harassed her, she was a good looking 35 year old woman.
But that does not legitimate anything.
A few days ago, these cowards of Corsairs attacked my ship and destroyed half the convoy I was flying in.
I lost friends, too many of them.
Yesterday I came to the conclusion, that I finally need to become active.
I want justice, Gerechtigkeit we say.
And I know, your ranks are the right to join.
TRANSMISSION END
// SKYPE: Chris G / Orley
// TIMEZ: GMT+1
Red Hessian Army wants you! - Roland.Koenig - 09-14-2010
*** Incoming transmission ***
Comm ID: Roland Koenig
Source: Red Hessian Army Recruitment Office, Vogland Base, Dresden
Target: Virgil Cainen
Hearing your story brings back memories of my own. I am very sorry to hear what has happened to you and your family. You have come to the right place mein herr, we are all fighting for a better Rheinland, free of oppression and discretionary acts of ruthless brutality at the hands of the Kanzler's minions. Your application is approved, welcome to the ranks. Your training needs will be seen to as per our standard procedures. Once you have your private communication frequency operational, you will be added to the official RHA channels.
Target: Georg Elser
My condolences for recent tragedies. Life must go on as they say, and we can only go forward. You are clearly informed as to who constitutes the real defence of the vaterland against the corsair menace as you have come directly to us. An excellent start mein herr. I am sure you are also aware of our determination to end the Kanzler's facist regime on the home front and bring the power back to the people. We can always use dedicated soldiers to further the volkrevolution. Your application is approved, welcome to the ranks. Your private communication frequency will be added to the official RHA channels shortly.
The following operational materials will bring you both up to speed on our procedures, operations, and rank structure:
Red Hessian Army Operational Manual
Red Hessian Army Rank Structure
Red Hessian Army Rank/Promotion Requirements
Koenig out
*** Transmission terminated ***
Red Hessian Army wants you! - mtjsmith - 09-22-2010
NAME:
Matheus Schmitt
BIOGRAPHY:
I have no family. Mein parent's were murdered fleeing to Bretonia with me when I was only 5 years old. Ze Corsairs only spared me as zey did not know that an escape pod had been launched at Cambridge as our transport exploded. Zey wanted a better life for me, avay from ze troubles of our nation. I vorked for years doing odd jobs mit mein carers on Cambridge. Now I have come to ze age where I vant revenge! I have seen vhat Rheinland did to mein parents, ze way of ze Military does not appeal to me. I want to fight for a better future.
PROIR FLIGHT EXPERIENCE:
I learn very quickly, minimal currently. My determination knows no bounds though.
SKYPE:
mtjsmith
TIMEZONE: GMT