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RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Accipiter - 10-01-2012 Name: Accipiter Age: 23 Skills: I'm an experience pilot, loyal to his allies and dreadful to enemies. Adventurer in soul, I'm always ready for new challenges. Reason: Corsairs live their lives with full lungs, always ready to fight, without fear, for their friends. For those people I'm ready to live for and die for. Story: All I know about my parents is that they died when I was still a baby. My grandparents raised me on Crete and then when I was old enough they sent me to travel around the world, so I can grow strong and be able to stand like equal among my fellow countryman. My real name was Vasco but due to my nature only my nickname survived to this day. Now I am ready to return home and to take my place, to do what generations of my ancestors did in glory of Corsairs. RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Sarah Franchesko - 10-21-2012 Deleted RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Synts - 10-21-2012 Name: Bablo Ximanez Age: 22 Skill: I'm in training school named the Academia del Perdido in Omega 47, still learning but i have allready earned my first Titan and become allready considerable fighter against our enemy. Reason: My cousin joined the famous Sails, i want be usefull too and fight against ours enemy. But i'm more fighter type and i want protect our Empire. My life: My name is Bablo Ximanez, son of Carlos Ximanez the Commander of Centinelas del Cielo, my father wants Me to join with the Brotherhood, who is famous fighters in Corsairs Empire. I love to ride the space and hunt the enemies and keep ours Empire safe. RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - jide - 10-22-2012 ---------------------- Incoming Transmission ---------------------- Id: Centurion Alberto Rodriguez Location: Battleship Prox, o91 *clear his throat* 'ola Senor Ximanez As you you already know, The Brotherhood handpick the best from the bests to serve the empire. You applied to the brotherhood and we want to thank you. *Look at a screen then Smile* You we're asked to pass a test and you did well. I'm please to announce you that you been accepted in the Brotherhood. In the name of El Presidente and all hermanos and hermanas i welcome you. Report to the Prox immidiatly to get your orders hermano Rodriguez Out ---------------------- End Transmission ---------------------- RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Blizzard - 11-03-2012 -Removed- RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - jide - 11-06-2012 ---------------------- Incoming Transmission ---------------------- Id: Centurion Alberto Rodriguez Location: Battleship Prox, o91 *cough* 'ola Senor... euh Accipiter I've tried to communicate with you and you didnt give any answers so i'm forced to refuse your application. Adios ---------------------- End Transmission ---------------------- RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - nOmnomnOm - 11-09-2012 Full Name (in game): Ronaldo Pizarro Age (in game): 21 Your skills: I am trained in the art of the minirazor, providing quick and easy kills and not prolonging a battle. Any enemy get in the middle of me and my goal are sure to taste the sour taste of death. Reason why you chose us: Flying alone as a corsair can get very lonely and can be very dangerous, especially when flying into enemy territoriality where one can get outnumbered easily. If I join I will fly among my brothers and protect whats ours, including our pride. Your biography: My father was a gun specialist back on Crete and I used to fly with him into space and train with him on my little Gladiator. During our flights he used to encourage me to never give an enemy a chance to use his bots efficiently; a quick death saves time and ones health. Out in space we used to do drills and combat exercises where i would only use my minirazor to target him. I became quite got quite good at it, but then a tragic event happened that changed my life forever. As we were training one day on the horizon appeared our greatest enemy, an Outcast. My father told me my time had come to prove that my training had payed off and before I could object and say I wasn't ready we where in the heat of battle. Mines exploded all around and my cockpit was trembling from the explosions and gun fire around me. Several times I had a clear shot at the outcast and took his shield don instantly, allowing my father to take a few swings at him on his Titan. He even saved my life several times when guns where pounding down my hull by distracting the outcasts attention to him. In the verge of the battle, my father decided to do a full on joust against the outcast when I again put his shield down. As he charged in I also aimed my gun from the side, to flank the Outcast and end him quickly. I shot, dead on target. Unfortunately by the time my minirazor blaze hit the Outcast and vaporized him from existence he had also shot his last laser shot at my father's damaged hull, taking him by surprise. The last thing i heard my father saying was violent screaming from the intercom, and then.... They both at the same time blew up. My father put his life down in order to teach me the ways of how to fight. He showed me true Corsair collaboration and teamwork while protecting me. He showed me how important a good sniper can be in a battle and introduced me to the ugly damn truth of the Outcasts. In honor of my father, I gathered in any salvageable remains of his Titan and by hand rebuilt his ship, mounting my minirazor on top and writing on it: "Protector of the Corsair Nation" To this day I fly it in memory of my father. I vow to protect my brethren in the heat of battle, for that is what my father did for me to save my life. RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Werss™ - 11-12-2012 Message from: The Brotherhood
Location:Mindelo Base [Omega-50] To: Señor Ronaldo Pizarro 'ola señor Ronaldo Pizarro, it seems that your father was a brave and honorable Corsair pilot. Sorry for your loss, young pilot. Here's another test, last one. We have sent you a couple of questions via private communications. Please complete the mandotory form and send them back to us. Adios. RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Werss™ - 11-17-2012 ***Incoming Transmission***
Comm ID: Elder Werss Location: Skiros station To: Señor Ronaldo Pizarro Señor Pizarro, you have passed the test. Your application to the Brotherhood has been succesful. Welcome Soldato. Please disginate your new ship with the [TBH] Tag. Make us proud niño. ***Transmission Closed***
RE: Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH]) - Senor Gomez - 12-03-2012 *Another hot day on Crete, 40 degrees outside, 50 inside Minotauro Gomez's garage. Miguel Gomez was working on the broken engine of his fathers raba. Angry, sweaty, covered in what remained of burnt H-fuel and having second thoughts about working for his father, Miguel decides to take a brake. Just down the street was the brotherhoods recruitment office.* Two years working for that old egghead. What do I get in return? That old cabron still calls me a "bastardo"..... cohunes on him. *Holding a broken cigarette with his dirty hand he looks down the street. The brotherhoods flag can be seen sticking outside of the building.* I wonder if those soldatos get to suck on black clouds of H-fuel every day. I rather bread open space after getting shot down in battle then this. *He throws the cigarette and spits out a few pieces of tobacco as he starts walking down the street, towards the recruitment office.* The old dog said he knew some of the brotherhood members. That might come in handy with my application. He ain't as useless as I though. *As he passes by a window he takes a look at his reflection.* Where am I going dressed like this? They are more likely to shoot me then to throw me out alive if they see me like this. Ah well, it would be a better death then dying of lungs cancer. They probably don't even monitor the room. *He takes a deep breath an walks inside the office, relieved to see it empty like he imagined it would be.* Quote:Full Name: Miguel Gomez *He sits back on the chair with a smirk on his face as he finishes his application.* That was easier then I thought. Wonder what is next, I get to piss in a can?..... AI CARUMBA! They ain't gonna check my urine now, will they?..... I am screwed. |