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BHG| recruitment - monmarfori - 09-03-2012
---Incoming Transmission---
--CommID: Steven_Howard--
-Ship Details: Orca
Name:Steven Howard
Biography: He was born on Planet New London in 659 AS. He had anti-aging drugs and he joined a drug cartel group in Planet Leeds in 702 AS. After being addicted by the drug for 27 years, he was confronted and stopped addicting the drug and he was caught by the Police in 729 AS. Facing arrest, he then managed to go to Sheffield Station where he stayed here for 130 years and enjoying a very good life with his Manta. During his stay at Sheffield, he played games in the Sheffield Station Arcade Bar like Roblox and many others and doing missions against unlawfuls in Manchester. He grew rich with his currency exchange so he had 150 million credits, so he decided to fly to Omega-56 to buy a fully fitted Orca in 815 AS, which was the max for the BHG id. He then was welcomed by the BHG core and they decided to fly to Capetown station. He now wants to join BHG as a gunboat.
I want to be in the BHG so that I can have bounties against pirates. Skype is the4dbeing.
Signed,
Steven Howard
-End of Transmission-
--Data Connection Lost--
BHG| recruitment - Dashiell - 09-03-2012
Mr Howard,
Your comm confuses me. Badly.Is someone else sending it in your name or something. I cant make heads or tails of it.
Laura Lovelace
BHG| recruitment - monmarfori - 09-04-2012
--Resubmitting transmission to Laura--
Comm ID = Steven Howard
Hi, this is Steven. A corsair shot you and produced a seizure in your brain. So that's why you're confused on my application.
--Transmission lost--
BHG| recruitment - Dashiell - 09-04-2012
Mr Howard,
Right....
*gets stamp*
application denied, obviously.
Laura Lovelace
RE: BHG| recruitment - Frash - 01-04-2013
---Incoming Transmission---
--CommID: Viener_Dietrich--
-Ship Details: Manta
Greetings. My name is Viener Dietrich, and I wish to apply for membership in the Bounty Hunters Guild. I was born on New Berlin some 30 years ago to an insignificant family. I spent some years working as a freighter pilot for a small local trading company, and eventually managed to procure my own combat ship. Since then, I have worked as a Freelancer and Bounty Hunter for house police, military and various corporations throughout Rhineland, Liberty and Bretonnia, preforming various tasks from escort duties, to the fulfillment of minor bounty contracts.. Recently however, I have grown dissatisfied with the contracts I have been pursuing, both due to the contractor not fulfilling their end of the bargain and difficulties in finding sufficiently high paying jobs. Thus, I wish to enter the Bounty Hunters Guild to avail of the security and job opportunities available to a large organization such as this.
Signed,
Viener Dietrich
-End of Transmission-
--Data Connection Lost--
RE: BHG| recruitment - versatil - 02-01-2013
---Incoming Transmission---
--CommID: Russell Jones--
-Ship Details: Manta & BHG Bomber (If needed)
I hate to speak 'bout me. Makes me feel uncomfortable. Her'we go.
I don' remember where I was born. I've never met my father. Mom always told me that I'm gonna die in poverty just because I'm too lazy to do things. Yeah, I hate to work for corporations. Those rich bastards deserves only pain and suffering.
After we moved from Manhattan, NY to L.A. California, I was sixteen years old if I remember correctly... Meh... I've started to rob shops. To sell weed.. To make a livin', ya know?
But those pigs got me. Got me and put me in their freakin' cold jail. With murderers. With freakin' murderers with cold blood and pleasure to kill people. Ya know what I've learned there? I've learned that nothing makes my day better than killing a scum and get paper for it.
Now here I am. After eight years without seeing the light, without seeing a beautiful woman, without feeling nothing except spite and pain, I'm here to join your organization.
Now I'm twenty-four years old, I'm homeless and I'm stuck on LPI Sugarland, Texas system, with two pigs behind me watching me carefully. Heh, hear that: Sugarland. C'mon, come and take me away from this piece of metal and give me an warm fighter cockpit. I swear I'm not goin' to do mistakes. Just give me the target name, I'll take him or her down and I come back for cash. Deal?!
Signed,
Russel Jones aka Ol'Dirty Bastard
*he smiles ironically*
-End of Transmission-
--Data Connection Lost--
RE: BHG| recruitment - Dashiell - 02-01-2013
:: Incoming Transmisison ::
Mr Jones,
Another one fresh from the grinder? Let's see if you can even read....
Paperwork sent.
Laura Lovelace
RE: BHG| recruitment - Lythrilux - 02-02-2013
---Incoming Transmission---
--CommID: Phoenix.Wright/Phoenix.Wright.--
-Ship Details: I fly a Manta and a Bounty hunter bomber. Maybe in the future I'll purchase an Orca. Maybe.
I originally hail from Liberty, but I was raised in Bretonia. Bretonia was where my life started off; I went to school, got good grades and all that stuff. I penultimately went into law school where I became a lawyer. You may have heard of me actually, I've been in a lot of important cases. Ranging from things like the divorce of the Liberty President and her husband due to an affair he was having to things like making sure some Xenos get sent to the cells for a murder. My life was alright back then, I made good money; even if the hours were boring. That all changed when Freeport 7 bit the dust. You see, they had a trial held there, which I was the lawyer for. Just as I was about to close the lid on the case, we get informed that we're under attack. I was damn scared and had no idea what was going on. I was dashing to the nearest escape pod, when I realized I had left all my papers back in the courtroom! Oh deary me, that was a low point in my history. I had to choose between the papers and my life, I chose my life. I ran for the escape pod and left my papers in the burning rubble.
When I docked on planet Manhattan with the survivors, I wasn't a lawyer anymore. I had no papers, no reference of any kind. All of it had gone in the burning mass of Freeport 7. For about 2 Weeks or so I was scrambling around the streets looking for a job. The lump sum of 1,000,000 wasn't enough for me to kick-start anything of any kind. Just when my life seemed hopeless, I found a flier for the BHG. I heard that justice is welcomed there just as it was in my previous job. I decided to give it a try and well... here I am now. I already have a few kills of unlawful scum under my belt, and I won't rest till the case is closed on them forever.
Signed, Phoenix Wright
-End of Transmission-
--Data Connection Lost--
RE: BHG| recruitment - Dashiell - 02-03-2013
:: Incoming Transmisison ::
Mr Wright,
An ex- lawyer eh? we can always use lawyers around here.
paperwork sent
Laura Lovelace
RE: BHG| recruitment - Scumbag - 02-03-2013
---Incoming Transmission---
--CommID: Moshu--
-Ship Details: Manta
Hello, is this on? Damn it i forgot how to use these things. To any member of the BHG listening on this channel, this is BHG|Moshu, i am alive, i repeat, i am alive, whohoo. It's been over a year now but i finally managed to get of the surface of that deserted rock, the ship is in really bad shape, the smuggler that picked up my distress call only had a cheap spare thruster but it worked. But hell, i forgot to tell you what happened, stupid me went to systems he had no business being in and found more trouble that he could handle. A gallic ship blew my thruster and left me for dead burning in the atmosphere of a planet. It's been a loooong lonely year, and i have grown quite the beard but i survived and i'm back. I seem to have lost functionality of all other communication channels, or .....maybe the BHG is gone?! What happened to this galaxy?
Signed, Moshu
---Message repeats---