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|U|nioners Recruitment - Sturmwind - 06-11-2015
|U|NIONERS RECRUITMENT
Rheinland. A noble House full of wealthy industrialists, high-born heirs of military tradition, rich members of youth driving expensive sports cars, blue bloods, egoists and trend-liberals. Now Kreuzberg Depot was nothing like that. It was a den of filthy, smelly, ugly lowlifes, brigands, cutthroats and smugglers. If you could smell stuff in space, you could smell the station from hundreds of clicks away.
In Rheinland, if you sink low, you sink REALLY low. You can either dig the dirt as a slave on Stuttgart, go die in some irradiated mine in Omega-11, or you join some angry band of raiders, making the lives of others just as miserable as yours. Most people saw the third as a preferable alternative to the rest.
There was an unusually drunk, unusually, disgustingly smelly guy sleeping on a table in one of the Kreuzberg bars. All that distinguished him from the rest of the scum surrounding him was his jacket; on his sleeve was a red emblem showing his affiliation to the Unioners, on his chest a nameplate saying "WERBEOFFIZIER".
You approach him and gently poke him. He slowly wakes up and yells at you with a drunken, distorted voice. Most of his teeth are missing.
"WAZHOUWANT!? GO AWAY!! LEMMEALONE!!"
He then collapses back on the table. You poke him once again, with his red eyes, he looks at you even more sharply.
"UGH... By your looks.... you don't look like someone who wants a fight. What do you want from the Unioners?"
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Arbs - 06-13-2015
"A job" the person chuckles. "Dont confuse me for one of those freelancers..." He points a knife on him. "I want your money not your life but if you try and make a move I wont think twice!" The person again laughs in his crazy way putting the knife away. "In other words im rather looking for acceptance. Y'know i could serve the Unioners well..and well id have people and a shelter around for me to so uh.." The person streches back a bit and reaches for a piece of paper on the inner pockets of his jacket. "Check this then, if you can read of course." Another chuckle is heard as the person pushes the paper towards him.
Quote:Full name: Morgan Koll
Date of birth: 30 December 801 AS
Birthplace: Planet Hamburg
Previous occupations and experience: A freeroaming freelancer, doing all kinds of work, some dirty some not. A good way to survive and handle himself.
"Well there's no rest for the wicked.. There's things to pay for and mouths to feed and there's nothing for free in this world soo.." The man comes closer. "What about letting me in with the guys?"
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Sturmwind - 06-13-2015
The recruiter does a lazy frown. Apparently, he is not at the least impressed by the knife stunt. He opens his dirty, smelly mouth again and formulates a surprisingly sober reply in a calm, slow tone.
"So this 'ere paper says you're Koll. What's your story?"
He leans his head on his hand.
"I mean, we can totally give you what you're looking for but... right now, I can't decide what position within our fine organization you could fill in the best."
He continues with a yawn.
"I'm certain you'll be useful for us, but whether you get into the cockpit of an Arbeiter or a slave pen, all depends on where you would yield us the most usefulness. Can you pilot a fighter to begin with?"
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Arbs - 06-13-2015
"Yeaah, my bad was just being a bit overenthusiastic." Morgan states after noticing the frown. "Well growin up in a slum in Hamburg .. It was rather rough. The kind of situation when you dont really think it can get worse. I learned a lot durin those teenage years.. And well making money or even bringing foodwas challenging sometimes. Escpecialy after my 18th birthday." Morgan puts his hands back on the table. "So to survive i had to try plenty of different ways. And well happened I found a good deal on the underground world and got me my first fighter a year back or two. Grew pretty fond of it and mastered it well and of course put it to good use. Now appart from using these tools you also first have to work out a good deal or so... I learned some about those too, mostly the hard way but yeah.." He lays back now yet again. "Im more of an all around fella you know.."
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Sturmwind - 06-13-2015
The recruiter reaches under the table and reveals a dirty bottle of some cheap booze. He takes a sip then looks back at Koll, folding his arms, placing the bottle below the table once again beforehand.
"So you say you have the skills to fly a ship AND a ship of your own."
He raises his eyebrows, though in an acknowledging manner.
"That means you get loot if you do well, but we loose nothing if you bite the space dust."
He claps his hands once, then continues in a sore, yet cheerful manner.
"Alright, Koll. You're in."
The recruiter stands up and waves towards a rusty doorway.
"There's a slaver ship moored on the station, the Black Joke. You probably saw it if you landed recently. The old boat is heading towards Unioner territory, carrying slaves to Düsseldorf. Tell Captain Dressler that Kaspar sent you and he'll take you to our turf. Uh... also..."
He shows his partially toothless smile.
"Try not to get entangled with the slaves he's carrying. The last guy I sent with him ended up scrubbing the decks of Pacifica until he was tied to the Stealthmeister without a spacesuit and taken through a jump hole one day.... so yeah, good luck."
The man returns to sleep.
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Critical_Damage8 - 06-14-2015
"Cool down... I want a Job or work choose any of them" he looked to me with angry face...So the recruiter said "Myfather died by Rheinland Military in a mission actually trap mission" he looked intersted to know and asked him in whisper " why he died ? he is a criminal or a betrayer ?" the recruiter said "Neither, because they screw him he always work for them and love all Rheinland police and Military but they screw him for no reasons" He said and try to pull something like Gun "So, you want a job to revenge from them.. Too late" and then he try to fear the recruiter but suddenly the recruiter said" one day My dad told me to be honest and to be fair with them but now here is a man stands and have a lot of hates and revenges in his blood for his dad and I swear i'll be a Unioners tell I die" the recruiter comes to be nearly or almost beside the guys and said "you can say I want a job or a revenge or a criminal cases... All I need a good family, trusted and loved family"
the guy on his way to be attention to the recruiter and said " why us ??"
recruiter said " because I always know about unioners they are diffrent and special not a farmers like LWB and hessians
all and what they need is a revenge and give that who killed my dad a lessons"
Full name: Ahmed Fawzy
Date of birth: 1 May 800 AS
Birthplace: Planet New Berlin
Previous occupations and experience: A freelancer, doing all things like hunting, fighting, escaping,trading- Mining, well skilled
and then the recuriter said " So, what you see in me ? and you think you believe in me to be 1 hand and take what they stole from me ?"
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Sturmwind - 06-14-2015
The recruiter arches an eyebrow. With a neutral, emotionless look he stares at the guy and listens to his revenge rant without changing an expression. As Fawzy finishes, the Unioner emphatically nods, then stands up and starts to walk around the man, obviously measuring him.
"Nice, nice... good build. These muscles can be useful too. Trading, mining, all kinds of all-around experience."
The recruiter snaps his finger, an about two meters tall, muscular man appears from the bar's crowd. He grabs Fawzy and pushes him against the bar's grimy wall, slamming chains at the neck and on the arms of the helpless recruit.
"You'll sell well on the Omega Slave Market."
The recruiter smirks at the face of a petrified Fawzy.
"Take him to Dressler's ship. Make sure you don't kill him on the way, Günther. Der Schakal will be happy if you manage to sell this guy alive."
The colossal Günther drags away the terrified former recruit... now slave, his screams filling the hallways of Kreuzberg as they pass.
As if nothing happened, the recruiter takes a sip from his bottle and goes back to sleep.
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Traxit - 06-15-2015
Gunther replied with a rather anxious tone, fearing the drunken Werbeoffizier might go berserk.
"Yeah, uhh, I've met a couple of your associates in space, one time was in an Polizei ship near Kreuzberg, a guy named Desmond Gray interested me with your organization, claiming you make five times more in a week than I do in a month."
The Werbeoffizier nods in a drunken manner.
"Which I find quite interesting in my case, he later then suggested you could use me in your ranks."
The Werbeoffizier raises his eyebrow towards Gunther.
"Sometime later, I have left the Rheinland Polizei and became for a brief moment a freelancer, I have once again met up with some of your associates, a group of three heading towards Texas, Hermann saw my cargo having three Rheinland offiziers, which he knew that I made a decision after he joined in the conversation with Desmond near Kreuzberg."
Gunther clears his throat
"He then invited me to come with his group to Texas to pirate some traders, Alena, one of your associates also suggested I should join your ranks."
The Werbeoffizier raises his eyebrow again.
"I have nothing to do with my life right now, and being in Unioners might fix that problem for me."
Gunther then takes a deep breath and exhales, waiting for the Werbeoffizier's reponse.
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Sturmwind - 06-15-2015
The recruiter observes Gunther, eying the former officer with curiosity.
"So... YE'R the cop everyone's talking about."
He stands up and starts walking around Gunther, not ceasing to eye him with, most likely pretentious, but seemingly great interest.
"I heard of you from Alena, Hermann, Desmond and Max as well...."
He stops in front of the flabbergasted cop and stares into his face, the smell coming out of the Unioner's mouth chokes the former policemen for a moment.
"I honestly don't see what's the big deal about you. You look like someone who's going to crap his pants in a moment."
He lowers both of his brows and leans closer to Gunther, his smell makes the former policeman almost faint.
"If I send you to a cockpit instead of a slave pit, what assurance do I have that you won't turn on my friends if the going gets tough? You know the saying... once a turncoat, always a turncoat."
RE: |U|nioners Recruitment - Traxit - 06-15-2015
Gunther looks at the Werbeoffizier and says
"Turncoat? Is that some term you still use from school?"
Gunther snickers at the Offizier
"Put me in a cockpit and you earn yourself a reasonable fighter for your group, put me in slave pen and i'll escape and hunt your group, no matter what happens to me, and If I "Turncoat" your group you're free to contact the deadliest mercenaries against me, don't worry, I won't run, Rheinland is still my place, and I'm serious."
Gunther looks at the Werbeoffizier straight in the eye
"Also, I didn't have those Polizei officers in my cargo hold for nothing, so the Rheinland Polizei is no place for me, nor the Military.
Or you could just decline me and let me go, but remember, your associates didn't recommend me to join your ranks for nothing, think about it."
Gunther patiently waits for the Werbeoffizier's response, covering his nose from the foul breath of the Offizier