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The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - LoE - 10-02-2008
Comm ID: Samael Delmiro
TO: 101st Recruitment Office, Omicron 85
Commander:
Since you already know my name you may also have your own file about me, but please allow me to present myself.
I was not born into wealth and as such I have little status in society and little wealth to support myself. My parents are just one of the countless farmers that work under the BLS cartel. I was born on Malta, like my parents and like them I have not left...yet. I am hoping to change this. I do wish to continue here land-bound, to be honest I dream of space. I have very little experience flying except for ships which assist in the cardamine production on the farm.
As you may know I was offered a job in cardamine smuggling, remarkably so considering my status and my lack of experience flying. I feel I would better serve my nation flying for the 101st and defending Maltese borders.
Hopefully my appplication is accepted and I can serve my nation well,
Samael Delmiro
ooc: i am not that good at writing long stories and i got help writing this. i can put about 1 mil in for a fighter but i will probably need money for the rest of the ship if you accept me i dont like to rtade.
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1) Well, I want to try something new and full of rp and join a faction and i also wanted to get an omicrons character and outcasts are really active. i heard about the 101st so i thought i'd give it a go.
2) Gardening and mountain bike riding as freelancer is the majority of my time imdoors.
3) "I doubt the rest of my adventures will be enough to make up another book, so farewell."
4) Ooroo a Star wars character. He was the only jedi who did not use a lightsabre.
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Jura_II - 10-02-2008
Incoming transmission........
Comm ID: Raul Sanchez
To: Samael Delmiro
You know the drill i hope? Get up to Corsica, we have a bunk ready for you. And we might have an old sabre if you don't have yours.
Welcome Cadet.
Sanchez out
............End transmission.
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Eternal - 10-05-2008
1) Why the 101st Outcast Guard?
2) What are two things that you enjoy doing in real-life besides playing freelancer?
3) What would the last sentence of your autobiography be?
4) If you could be a fictional character (from a film, book, comic, etc...), who would it be, and why?
1) It seems that my role play , the stories I write and mood I carry ingame and inforum is connected with the in-human or the super human. The Outcasts in my opinion have a very rich supply of role play possibilities , wich is sadly being ruined by many of the people who joined the OC ranks for the pure PvP sight of the faction. Ofcource there is quite a large amount of Outcast factions to join , so why the 101st ? I have to say that from what I observed the 101st members have the best established role play in game. Also , Eppy's decisions , aldo hard , have drasticly emproved the Outcasts role play and decreesed the capital class vessels whos commanders where unable to perform his duties on the requered level. That is why I think that this factions is worth investing my time in. Aldo , Eppy is not arround for now and I have not met Jura ingame , I haven't observed a change for the worse in the 101st so I'm guessing everythink is running smooth.
2) Magic:The Gathering is my main hobby.
I also perticipate in many RP forum games many of wich I run myself,story writing has always been my weakness and spelling my greatest enemy(I'm not native English speaking).
Reading fantasy novels is also a hobby of mine , I mainly read fantasies connected with the future , I find the past dull and boring.
3) After his death the world plunged into a new era.
4) I'm not an anime addict. There is only one anime I watch and probly it will be the only one that I'll watch - One Piece.
The chacter wich I would like to be is called Portgas D. Ace. I value Ace's loyality towards his captain. Ready to give his live rather then spend a life time in shame. He is a man of emence strenght and has one the most distructive forces of nature at his disposal - Fire. Untouchable by most men and envied by even more , Ace is who I would like to be.
Now , towards the charecter I would like to creat for the 101st Ghost Of Razgir.
Name - Chandra Nalaar
Short story
// Atka Research Station \\
---Three years ago... ---
- ............ and this is the latest supply of ..... living dead! Hah , quite nice , ha ? I'll leave you now , have more orders to deliver. - A short , fat man said , then left for his medium sized cargo ship.
Two men , dressed in white robes aproached the delivery package. It was tightly sealed. They both grabbed the case and lifted it towards the laboratory. They both had name tags on there bright white robes , one of them read - Dr. Hiligan. The other - Dr. Miliriana.
The rather large slide door slid open and both scientists entered the laboratory. They placed the case on the floor and started to remove the plastic it was wrapted with. Inside was a coffin , large enought to fit a person in. It was nothing empressive. Pure white casing with the Bretonia Armed Forces sign on it.
- Oh , a bretonian ? Quite an unlucky day for him.
- Indeed - The other doctor replied.
- Well , it's done. We better call the project leader - Dr. Andorian , right away. He would like to see this thing right away. I don't think the tests can wait any longer.
- Indeed.
Minutes later a old man entered the room. He , like almost everyone in the station was dressed in white. Andorian quicly put on some steril gloves and ordered the other two to bring the coffin to the examination table. They complied and seconds later he was opening the coffin. Inside the coffin a young woman was placed. She seemed peacefull in her death. The girl had beutifull features , black hair , but pale white skin. Well , that was to be expected , when you die. Andorian , typed something on the main computers data base and seconds later asked one of his assistance for the name of the woman in the coffin.
- Says here her name is ...... Chandra Nalaar , doctor.
- Realy ? What an unusual name , no matter. Let me just see what is her story.
It took some time for the computer to process millions upon millions of terrabites of information , but finaly it seemed to find the requered information.
Name - Chandra Nalaar
Age - 19 years old
Rank - Leutenant. Wing leader of Gamma wing for the Bretonian Armed forces.
Couse of death ///// Accesing original report from the BAF logs \\\\\
Gamma wing was intercepted by Corsair raiders near planet Cambridge. Leutenant Nalaar led her wing into the fight but our main force was delayed. She and her wing kept the Corsairs well clear of any civilian targets until our arrival. But when we finally came and desomated the Corsairs , her wing was completly destroyed. Several escape pods where recovered , most of her men where alive. Nalaars own escape pod was also recovered. But it seemed that during it's stay in space , the pod was criticly damaged and she sufficated to death.........
- ...... well only her brain. But I guess that is what her family learned about what happend. - Andorian interupted the transmission from the computer. And then terminated it.
He then went towards the woman again. And extracted a small information disc from the coffin. It contained all her vital signs in the past twelve hours.
- So , this is what we have. A nineteen year old girl who is currently in the a brain death state. She is kept alive completly automaticly , thus considered dead to all and even her relatives. She now has no name , she will be called Exibit-184567 from now on. This thing , he looked at her , is a perfect subject to test the our new strain of artificial cardamine. We will examin her body signs for the usual things , enchanced body strenght and DNA alternation.
Nalaar was then put into a container , large enought to fir her entire body. The container was filled with liquid. Her lungs where connected with a machine supplying them with pure Oxyden. Her body was also supplied with nutritions to keep her "alive".Near her cantainer where dozens of other containers , all filled with humans , who where in the same state as she was. For one or another reason , they where all here , trapped for the same thing. To test the effect of artificial Cardamine on humans.
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This was a state worse then death. No one could tell for sure if humans where still feeling pain. For most , if the brain is gone , then the there is no more life in a body. Just an empty shell. But there are those who believe that the soul of men still lingers within the empty shell of a body. Trapped inside , never to be able to taste freedom and join the ranks of fallen heros.
--- One year later ---
- Computer , display Exibit-184567 DNA strain.
-- PROCESSING--
Exibit-184567
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- Dear Lord ......
The proffesor quicly took the extracted data to proffesor Andorian.
- Profesor , you have to see this.
- What ? What can possibly be so emportant to disturb me.
- This , sir ! - The man slammed Nalaar's DNA test onto his table.
Andorian quicly viewed it. Then turned towards the man with a raging face.
- This ?! This was so important to disrturb me like that ? Are you out of your mind. The chances for that are 1 per 1 000 000 000.
- But even if there is such a slim chance she can be revived we should give it a try! These results show that the cardamine has once again bonded with her DNA and formed the "Third strain" , but it seems that her body is working to repair her damaged brain. We need to act !
- Are you insane ? Those are purely speculations! Exibit-184567 has developed a mutation because of the Cardamine exposure. Even if she could be brought back to life , what life would that be ? A life of a freak ?! This is out of the question , she is to remain there , maby some good can come out of it later. But that is all we will do for now. It will remain dead !
- Do not refer to her as "it" , doctor.
- It is an "it" ! You must avoid becoming atached to these dead things. No good , will come of it.
Several Hours later
- I don't care what Andorian says ! She can be revived ! - Young doctor Millar was staring at the woman for mounts now. He was ...... facinated by her. She was unlike something he had ever seen before. Millar's family where very religios and his childhood has passed filled with belief of the divine of the godly. And this person , looked godly to him.
The continues exposure to the pure , laboratory created cardamine has made the mutation process go out of hand. This strain of artificial Cardamine was canceled , due to the high mutation cases when exposed to it. Most of the exposed people died only mounts later , some developed extra libs , some bacame inhuman "too groosom to exist" - Andorian said. Everyone exposed to that strain of Cardamine was dead , exept her. She too developed a mutation. But it was not so horrible and did not couse death. Scientists still considered a mutation like that a freekish acident. But not this profesor. Not profesor Millar. He was amazed with the miracle that only the Lord could create.This was a sign , a sign for him from the heavens. He needed to save this woman. She was not normal. And he was quite right. While every other mutation from this strein coused horrible deformations , with her it coused wings to spawn from her back. Two , perfectly simetrical black/grey wings. Each , close to a metter long. They where even ornamented with fetters. Beautifull black fetters.
The scientist in Miller knew that this could just be a random course of mutation , fetters where not excluded from the million year human evolution. It was not impossible , it was hard very hard to believe but there it was. An angel staring him in the face , this was a true miracle for him !
- I must do what I know is best.
- Computer , bring subject Exibit-184567 out of stasis.
- Confirm command. Please provide voice recodnition and identification -
- Miller Brook
- Confirmed -
- Begging process -
Red lamps started flashing. Alarm went on.
Seconds later most of the people in the station where coming to see what was happening. Including some armed guards. Profesor Andorian was first on the sight.He screamed.
- What are you doing ? You are going to get fired from here! You are throwing your life away !
- I know that it is wrong to keep something like her here ! She needs to be showed to the public , this is a divine sign !
- You know better then me , this only a random path of mutation. Nothing can be sure , nothing !
- Then you cannot be sure that she is not a messenger of God. Because I am , the Lord knows what we do here is wrong and has send his servent here!
- You are mad ! Stop him and close the stasis , that thing inside is brain dead , but if the stasis is removed even her body will die! Millions of credits will be lost , we cannot alow that.
Armed guard entered the room , they grabed Millar and tried to stop the process.
- No ... you can't do that.....STOP !
Everyone stopped and looked at the stasis chamber. It was strange to see nearly 100 people staying still in one place , watching at one thing at the same time.
After one year being dead , Chandra Nalaar moved inside the stasis.
Just once in a million years , a stranded soul gets a second chance to complete its life cycle and once again earn its place amongs the stars ...... one in a million.......
She broke the reinforced glass with her bare hands. The liguid poored out of the container.
- Stop it ! We must not let something like that live! It may compromise this complex! Shoot it if need be!
- No , you can't ! - Screamed Miller.
Everyone who was watching paniced. And started running away from the statis room.
Three armed guards pointed weapons at the naked woman infront of them. She was breathing fast , too fast. Chanrda was looking around , confused in what was going on.
- Wh...at...happ...enning. - She spilled some of the liguid on the ground. It had filled her lungs , she was having a tought time breathing.
- What is this ? A monster ? Let's just shoot it dead , I don't realy care.
- No you can't , stop - Screamed Miller and jumped infront of Chandra.
One of the guards fired a round with his weapon and hit Miller in the chest. The man dropped on the ground , dead within seconds. The other too refired at the woman. But she was no longer there.
One hit with her fist broke one of the armed guards reinforced helmet.The guard dropped on the ground , stunned and if lucky left with only a broken nose. Before anyone could react , she took his weapon and stuck it into the helmet of another guard , there was not much left of him when hi dropped on the ground with a smocking hole in the middle of his head. The third guard dropped his weapon and ran in terror.
Memorries...................... Missions............Names ................Family ......... Revange..........Rage ....... hatred......
It was all coming back to her , the last moments before that Corsair took down her ship and then returned to her escape pod. The Corsair did not fire a shot to kill her , no. Her passed near the pod and wriped it open with his wing. A slow and horrible end. But now it seemed faith has given her another chance. It was not something she had planned , it was one of those things that .... just happen and you have to see them thrue.
All of her memories where back , everything she had ever seen was returned to her. Even somethings that she had long forgotten. The pure Cardamine addiction had reinforced her neural nets. It was all coming back to her.Exept she had no idea where was she , or what had happend in this last one year. But she was about to find out.
Chandra found her strengt has encreased beyond that of any normal human , her speed too. And the strange .... wings ..... on her back. Her training with the Royal fleet had tought her to stay cool and anylize every situation. Fear did no body any good.
In the comotion around the base it was easy for her to access the general data that was not offlimits. She quicly learned just what had happend to her the past year..... Furios with rage and blinded by hate she rushed to find this - Maximilian Andorian. He did this to her , he denied her a warrior's death and turned her into this.
Atka Station Launch bay.
A transport ship was being prepared to evacuate most of the personel atleast until the station was secure once more. Armed guards where guarding the scientist while they where bording the ship. There he was , the old man was helped by one guard to get on the ship. Such destraction was just what she needed , Chandra rushed and quicly disarmed one of the guards. Killed the next , but the ship was already in mid air above the launch bay. Chandra jumped and tried to use those things on her back , but was not able even to move the wings. One of the guards threw a granate and she was slow to react. The explosion ripped this section of the laucn bay but she escaped. There was a gaping wound from a shrapnel at her face. Blood was pooring from it but only minutes later it was starting to heal. Something that was again not normal for humans. Even with her mutated DNA , the wound was too deep to heal on its own. The woman found some sting and a needle plus a mirror. After she was done , Chandra finaly concentrated on her face. She felt ashamed , this was not the face of the woman she was. A nobleman's daughter , redused to this.
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Someone was going to pay.
// Two years later \\
The past years where hard for her. She was changing her place , from planet to planet , system to system and station to station. Some time ago she desided that it was impossible for her to return home. Doing that would ruin the image she had created and exchange it with the image of what she was now , a monster. Heavy clothing where able to hide her wings. During the past years she had trained to be able to use them for some good. With there help , she was able to leap far more then any ohter human. But flying was something that she had yet to master.
Her old life was gone , she died on that BAF ship heroicly fighting for the Queen , now her new life had began. And there was something else she desided , to join those who fight with those dogs the Corsairs - The Outcasts. Like them , she was now an Outcasts , she had nowhere to go and no one was happy to see her. To make things worse , her body was not able to function without that poison - Cardamine. The Outcasts where indeed , the most logical choice for her.
It was strange , even stranger in a odd way in a somehow good way - In one life to see both sides of the coin the good side and the bad side. It was time for her to see the bad side of the coin.
Her message towards the outcasts has already been send. She was now waiting , calm for the first time in many years , for a reply from them.
// SORRY FOR THE SPELLING MISTAKES! :)
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Jura_II - 10-05-2008
Incoming transmission........
Comm ID: Raul Sanchez
To: Chandra Nalaar
Subject: 101st recruitment
We are impressed Nalaar. It took quite some time to check your application. The High Command agrees you show promise. Get to Corsica and bring your sabre with you if you have it. If not we could give you a used one. And contact me on my private channel so i can add you to our secure communications hub.
Welcome to the 101st pilot!
Sanchez out
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The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Tranjurious - 10-14-2008
Incoming Transmission: Harrison.Smith
My name is Harrison Smith and I'm a half Outcast and half Libertarian on my mothers side. My father was a Cardamine smuggler by trade whilst my mother was a simple woman who fell into a romance with my father which soon led to their marriage. My parents decided instead of giving him a Outcast name, the name of a Libertarian so that when I took up his father's trade he could more easily pass as a local trader. My mother currently lives safely on Malta, whilst my father and I used to spread the Orange Dream but my fathers vessel was destroyed on a recently smuggling trip, I found the debris my self. After that I have found my self unable to continue trading with Cardamine so I have decided to apply for the Outcasts 101st so that I might continue to protect my mother, and my true home Malta!
...End Transmission...
1) Why the 101st Outcast Guard?
I have chosen to submit my request to join the 101st Outcast Guard as they offer a range of ways to serve the cause of the Outcasts. When I first played Free Lancer one of my sources of income was transporting cardamine and evading the Liberty Navy or dog fighting with them in a fighter.
2) What are two things that you enjoy doing in real-life besides playing freelancer?
Firstly I enjoy games, online and offline. I enjoy abit of role playing, action, character development, strategy, and being able to immerse my self in the role of a character. Secondly reading books on psychology and body language as I find it a very interesting subject which will be helpful throughout my life and its always helpful to know when your being lied to.
3) What would the last sentence of your autobiography be?
And that concludes my story.
4) If you could be a fictional character (from a film, book, comic, etc...), who would it be, and why?
Allan Shaw, from the television show Boston Legal. I admire Allan Shaw as he is a lawyer of great skill and though he often acts in an immoral way he is really a decent man, I can think of one character who pointed this out in one of the episodes.
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Jura_II - 10-14-2008
Incoming transmission........
From: Raul Sanchez
To: Harrison Smith
Subject: 101st recruitment
Pilot Harrison i trust you know where Corsica is located? Good. We are waiting you up there.
If you don't have your sabre we will look for an old one you can use.
Welcome to the 101st pilot Smith.
Sanchez out
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The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - horvat - 10-18-2008
...... Incoming Transmission........
From: Jake Warner
Location: Planet Malta, Omicron Alpha System
Subject: Recruitment
Am i on? Comm did you connect me?Right. Greetings, First let me introduce myself and to say something about my origin. My name is Jake warner and i was born on planet Malta. Both of my parents are dead and after five years of ''sailing'' throughout the universe i finally came back home with a decision to help my friends in their struggle to protect our people. My flying skills are fair and i would be more then honored to join 101.st. Jake Warner
Basic Description of char: Jake Warner is quiet and mysterious man, some rumors says that he is fast triggered but almost no one has survived encounter with him to witness about that and those who did are afraid to speak. He posses a military training and he is highly obedient.
/ooc
1) Why the 101st Outcast Guard?
Good question. Well I am gonna be honest. I want to join few good RP factions which will allow me to be part of important and good Role Playing events and role playing itself on discovery.
2) What are two things that you enjoy doing in real-life besides playing freelancer?
Besides Freelancer,i enjoy in playing football(European not American), tennis and study for college(i don't enjoy i have to study!!), and going out with my friends.
3) What would the last sentence of your autobiography be?
The End.
Jake Warner
4) If you could be a fictional character (from a film, book, comic, etc...), who would it be, and why?
Hmm that is a hard question, but i like one classic comic and thats Alan Ford i don't know if you heard of it. I can't specify any character from there because every each of them is special. Well if i would i ll say Alan because he is humble kinda clumsy normal guy that becomes a secret agent and from there his life becomes interesting.
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Grail - 10-19-2008
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..............STATUS OK..............
Evening
This is Juan of Rome speaking. I wish to be part of the great 101. I was born on Malta. My father is unknown to me. My mother was a slave that married my father.
I dont like to talk about the past. One of the first memories i have of my childhood is looking at the stars. When i was old enough i went to a smugler ship and work there until it got destroyed by unknown forces. My escape pod was wondering for a long time until i was rescued by a 101 pilot. I saw it ship and heard the stories with attention. So this it. I fly a Falcata bomber that gives me the opportunity to explore the surronding systems, but i m willing to change it to a sabre if necessary.
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1- I wish to be a part of a great clan of the outcasts that i like a lot.
2-I read a lot, about everything. i watch movies and write a little.
3-"And he lived a great life."
4-well, real life "Che Guevara", ficcional "Indiana Jones", conformed one "Me".
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Hopping hear from you
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Juan of Rome...............Ship:Grail-----------------------------------------------------OUT
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The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Jura_II - 10-19-2008
Incoming transmission........
From: Raul Sanchez
To: Juan and Jake
Subject: 101st recruitment
Ah, new recruits, very good. So you want to join the 101st? I think we can find you a bunk on Corsica.
It would be good if you can provide funds for your sabre, if not we might have few old ones for you to use.
Also get your copy of the 101st Pilots Handbook.
Sanchez out
............End transmission.
The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz - Grail - 10-25-2008
To my brothers at 101st
Greetings
i m asking permission to buy another ship, a sabre. it will be called Juan.de.Rome[101st]. procidings to get his guard tag began. hope request is acceptable.
Cya in space.
Juan.Rome