Land of opportunity and wealth, where your every dream comes true.
That’s what they want you to believe, that’s what they tell you to keep you quiet, to keep you under like good little sheep. It’s time to fight back, it’s time to show them you know what they say is a lie. It’s time to become the Wolf.
For too long we have stood by as Ageira and its lackeys, the Liberty Government have raped our homes and forced us out of our jobs, and we will tolerate it no longer.
The Xeno Alliance stands for freedom from oppression, freedom to choose, freedom to fight for what is right, a return to a labour based economy, which does not rely on slaves or foreign produce to survive.
If you wish to join up simply post your intent here, if we feel you are worthy you will be sent a communique via secure communications to a frequency where you can formally apply for our very generous introduction package
//Click the banner above to get to our faction status which will tell you everything you need to know about the Xeno Alliance. This thread is for Roleplay based applications only, please be aware that this will be judged accordingly, no RP means no acceptance.
Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.
"Oof! Dammit, Chuck!, Why is there crap all over the floor!? What sorta place you got 'ere, a junkyard!?"
"S..So..Sorry, Jay. L..Let me help y..you up."
"Ah, never mind. It was my fault anyway. Shoulda been watchin' where I was walkin'. You said I could use your commlink terminal, so.. where is it?"
"J..ju..just through here, so..son. A..all you need to do is hit the gr..green button to s..start it."
"Like this?" *Click* A low humming noise echoes through small room. "Man, where'd you find this thing, anyway? It musta cost you a damn fortune!"
"H..haha, don't you m..mind, son. I have many fr..friends."
"You sure do, old man. Anyway, I wanna use this in private if you don't mind."
"Su..sure. Call me when you're d..do..done."
"Will do, pops. Thanks."
**Incoming Transmission**
**Decrypting Data Signal**
Source: Planet Houston, Texas System Comm ID: J. Fletcher Subject: Revenge..
I'm not sure who to address this to, so sir will have to do for now..
Sir,
I am writing this in pure anger and outrage, having just lost my brother and my job. All because some idiot in a suit couldn't handle his drink.
Let me tell you what happened. Me 'n my brother are dockhands on Planet Houston. We help with unloading and loading of both cargo and passengers from the vessels that land on the Planet.
Now yesterday, a luxury liner decided to call in for a brief stop, and naturally we were there to make sure everything went smoothly, as usual. Only this time, there was a big ol' cockup.. The passengers had been enjoying themselves at the bar on board the liner. Most of 'em could hardly walk straight. One, a fatass with a suit more expensive than my apartment was havin' trouble walking down the gangway. My brother, being the nice fella he is, tried to steady him. The drunken idiot pushed him away, and in doing so fell flat on 'is face, breaking his nose. This caused all sorts of fuss, with my brother being blamed for the accident.
Now they've gone and locked him up in Huntsville for the next twenty years, charged with 'assault'. Assault my ass. They even fired me! Said I was an accomplice, and was lucky not to be jailed either.. That was just the final straw, I can no longer put up with this <strike>shi..</strike> crap. I need to do something.
I was chatting to one of my buddies from the docks yesterday. He mentioned your.. organisation and said it might be a good place to get some revenge on these corrupt fools. He gave me this commlink channel an' said to send a message. Well here it is.. Can you help me with what I need to do?
Yours
Jay Fletcher.
**End Transmission**
"Thanks pops, I'm done. I hope they get the message."
**Incoming Transmission**
**Decrypting Data Signal**
Source: ........error....error....error....Source Uknown
Comm ID: The Hammer Of Truth
Subject: The Holy Truth.
Take Heed Brothers For I Am Breamar And I Speack Only The Truth.
I Am Preacher Breamar and i am here to let it be known that allthough i am not of your ranks you may call upon my words and my ship should you have need.
I Am A Xeno And I Am One Of The Chosen And I Have Spoken The Truth.
Good Day Brothers.
**Transmission lost**
**Atempting To Trace Signal**
**Working**
**Working**
**Trace Fail**
Quote from TS.
SpaceFox: Im fine out here i am ....................im just enjoying the view im looking out into space and admirining the rings round that planet.
redELF: Thats not a planet dear thats a neutron star and its eating your hull .....we should go now.
Quote:My Liberty Cruiser was no match for his Battlestar Advanced (equipped with four mortars), but I continued the fight with the assistance of my two fighter escorts.
To whom this may concern,
This transmission may be bugged so I'll keep this short. My name is Victor Batch, my friends call me Recon. I grew up in a mining colony on planet Pittsburgh. I learned first hand what it is really like in Liberty. I am on the run from local authorities after being framed for stealing money from the colony by a corrupt official who was stealing it himself. After hiding out in Colorado for a while, a friend told me if I really hate Liberty then I should look you guys up. So here I am and I really hate Liberty.
Source: .....{Error reading source} Comm ID: Glenn Thacker Subject: Natural Male Enhancement! Really Works!!!
(you see a haggard looking man in a damaged Liberty Navy uniform)
I'm sorry about the absurd subject line, but my transmissions may be traced and this seemed a good way to avoid the LSF's message filters. My name is Glenn Thacker, formerly a gunnery officer aboard the Navy Gunboat Speedwell. I graduated West Point with honors, and served the navy faithfully, at least at first. As time went on, I began to realize that maybe I wasn't really fighting for what I thought i was. Many of our targets were questionable at best, but the orders were always clear. Captain Wright, and our LSF "Security" Officer Lt. Mendoza, made sure we followed them.
I tolerated this until one mission about a month ago when we were ordered to destroy a luxury liner. They claimed that a leader of the Xenos was aboard. Following these orders would have resulted in the deaths of hundreds of innocent civilians, but we were told that it was necessary for "Liberty security". That was the final straw, I would not be a party to murder. Captain Wright pushed me aside, and fired the weapons himself, destroying the liner and all aboard. For this, i drew my sidearm and shot him right there on the bridge.
After this, I remember nothing but waking up in the brig on the Battleship Missouri. Lt. Mendoza must have shot me with that stun pistol he carries. Either way, I found myself waiting for an LSF Armored Transport to take me to a prison station in Alaska, no court martial or anything. Fortunately, there were a few members of the Missouri's crew who knew my situation, and sympathized. They helped me escape and put me aboard a "stolen" starblazer (which i've since gone over from stem to stern trying to find any and all tracking devices).
At this point, I've got no one and nowhere to go. I want to join the Xenos and rid Liberty of it's corruption, both foreign and native born. I want to fight for whats right, the reason I misguidedly joined the Navy in the first place. I want to see a better day for everyone.
I await your reply. I'm not sure how long I can survive on my own...
I was told, at the edge of my life, in my darkest hour, the Truth. The one and only Truth.
Here it is:
Our time has come.
No matter how many we are, we must stick together whatever it comes. We will grow and prosper as one.
If we do so, times will be of light for us and utter dark for those blind libertonians who refuse to see their government lies and crimes.
Our suffering is coming to an end, soon.
We must have faith in our family.
I am Jeanne and i'm aside you, my brothers, my sisters, my family.
I'll carry our banner to the battle field to fight the the corrupt the liers.
Together we will bend Liberty to its knees and get back everything they took from us in the past.
They will pay for every child and elder who suffer and die in famine and illness over the past centuries.
That's why I come wishing to join you in this first and huge step our people do in a long time.
I wait your feedback.
Source: Kelper System, Nome Base
Comm ID: Fergy
Subject: Finally Seeing the Truth..
Hello Everyone I am Fergy
I have recently come to know the TRUTH about the xenoes thanks to "Jeanne". I have seeing the light and am ready to fight for something that matters.
I am aware that with the current subject of my messge the Liberty could trace me and well frankly i dont cair, in fact its good they know.
I was born and raised Liberty and thats all i knew. One day while transporting goods I ran into "Jeanne" and she started explaining things to me. I did my reasurch, reading old scriptures and anything i could find regarding the xenoes. (unfortunally most of it is destroyed) but from what i could find "Jeanne" was telling the truth, 100% truth. Needless to say i was blown away... I was lied to by everyone... EVERYONE! my family, friends, all the hype, co-workers, and people i looked up to. It saddens me that they dont know the truth or just dismiss it.
So as you can see i have left everything and only took the cloths on my back and a little money i had saved, to do someting better, do something that will actually make a differene.
And i leave it in your hands, I wish to join the xeno alliance, to better myself and work for something that matters, a cause that should be faught for...
Well I grew up in liberty, scratch that. That sounded awful for away to tell a story about myself.
My name is Michael Wolfe. I was born and raised in Liberty. Actually to be more exact on a MiningShip.
My Mother & Father during that period, well lets say they met by accident. My mothers father owned
and operated the miningship. My Father worked for my mothers father in the ore processing on the ship.
To make a long story short that how i came to be. Hmm. brain strain. Shortly after i was born, My mothers
father gave them credits and moved to Los Angeles. When i hit 16 the money ran out and over those 16 years
My Father and Mother Never Heard from her father again. I signed up to work in The Ore Processing Plant.
Things were good for awhile , then i started seeing that I was aslave worker , Low paying Credits, dangerous
Machines and poisonous gasses, saftey equipment does'nt get fixed or replaced, Constant threats of being
fired or being given no food rations. Just a few day's ago on my 29th birthday myself & one of my good friends were working on
reactor near one of the proccessors when an explosion rang out killing him and dozen others. I was the only one
still alive that was in the area where it happened.. I was put to the blame for the accident.. While i was in
The hospital, well craphole of a hospital or closet with medical supplies I made a run for it before the authorities
came in there transports to pick me up. I fled from the scene on a freighter that visits often. Im now on the run,
I seek to join the Xeno Alliance. Revenge, Anger, disgruntled imployee I offer my services to you and your friends.
I have had enough of liberty and its claims of wealth and safety. I've trading and mined this system for 5 years. I've lost 3 ships and countless fortunes in cargo. And where were the liberty police, security force or navy? NO WHERE! All my calls for assistance went unanswered. I'm tired of the crap, the uncaring attitude of the government, I'm tired of the rogues. Please allow me to join you so that I may fight the government that shunned me.