Sender ID: Half millennium old auto-archive of Max Cryer Location: Atka Research Station, deep Sigmas Subject: Post-graduation and employing instructions
Ladies... Gentlemen... *nods with smile*
Congratulations! You graduated. Well, it was about time. *another smile*
Watching this message means I'm dead, unfortunately. But I didn't die poor. I managed to put quite amount of money on side and start Max Cryer Foundation. The money is to be used to support scholarships and education grants through the Foundation. Cryer needs (and supports by Foundation) wide range of professionals, from Medical Doctors, Specialists, Therapists, Pharmacists, Scientists, Forensic Anthropologists, Expert Examiners... to Nurses, Medical and Lab Technicians. We also employ Transport Pilots, Combat Pilots, Warship Captains, Deep Space Explorers and all kind of Security and Intelligence personnel.
You were lucky to be one of them. And now - what?
Pick your life! Fill the questionnaire below. *uploading document*
Code:
[color=white][b]Name/Last Name: [color=#5cb8d2]Enter name here[/color][/color][/b]
[color=white][b]Short Biography: [color=#5cb8d2]Enter Here[/color][/color][/b]
[color=white][b]Are you familiar with the server rules?: [color=#5cb8d2]Answer here[/color][/color][/b]
[color=white][b]Your skype/Discord network contact: [color=#5cb8d2]Enter here[/color][/color][/b]
[color=white][b]What do you expect from Cryer: [color=#5cb8d2]Enter here[/color][/color][/b]
[color=white][b]What can Cryer expect from you: [color=#5cb8d2]Enter here[/color][/color][/b]
And Graduates... Keep it on your mind please: Our intellectual skills are our major asset. Use your abilities to help, heal, research, negotiate, trade, sneak and even spy - if necessary. All that in the name of humanity - and some profit. Shooting people is our last resort for solving problems!
Be well! *waves like any other happily dead person*
Sender ID: Dr. Gregory Home, M.D. Location: Atka Research Station, deep Sigmas Subject: Job application
Hello, Max. *smiles with unhidden sarcasm*
I filled the blanks. *uploading Job application*
Name/Last Name: Gregory Home
Short Biography: I was born to Mr. John and Mrs. Blythe Home 781 A.S. My father served as a Marine Corps aviator and transferred often to other bases during my childhood. My mother was almost (!) a saint, but I prefer to avoid both parents due to the overbearing moral compass of that prick of my father. I received my undergraduate degree from Johns Hopkins University, and entered into the School of Medicine at Hopkins. I got dismissed for cheating on an academic examination, so I enrolled at the medical school of the University of Michigan - planet Detroit. There I met my another possible employer, Dr. Lisa Cuddy Chief of Department of Diagnostic Medicine at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. So... let's just say I have alternatives, just in case.
My attitude has been described as a misanthropic, cynic and narcissist so far. I'm still working on it. My unorthodox diagnostic approaches, radical therapeutic motives, and stalwart rationality have resulted in much conflict between me and my mentors. I'm also often portrayed as lacking sympathy for patients, but that's a practice that allots me time to solve their pathological enigmas. I'm partly inspired by Sherlock Holmes - when not in my best shape of course.
Are you familiar with the server rules?: Yes, I am.
Your skype network contact (a nickname for known members): Pepe
What do you expect from Cryer: A job. More knowledge. Practise. Experience. Annoying more people than I currently can.
What can Cryer expect from you: Better diagnostic expert than you could afford on some other side.
So... I guess someone will call me, right?
Be well you too, old chap! You look good for 500 years old Marijuana inventor, hee - hee.
Sender ID: Dr. Albert L. Sclerosis Location: Somewhere near the sun, Cambridge system. Subject: Job application
Salutations!
I would appreciate it if I could join the ranks of your paid staff, and get access to all your doors...it's been quite inconvenient.
I am sending my application now *uploading job application*
Name/Last Name: Albert Lesch Sclerosis
Short Biography: I don't have a clue where or what date I was born on, but I know I'm 49 years old.
When I woke up, they said I'd been hit by a factory. Still haven't worked out what that meant. It took me a while to get my life back in some sort of live-able order (is that even correct phrasing? Probably not. Great.). I overheard that one could get a good job, if they just had a doctorate thing. So I went to a university, to get a diploma. After 4 years of studying, I was awarded highest honours and a doctorate in the science of Abplosivehypertronicalmacrowarbletecholigantry-fritztronicalcohevosion. Or AHMWT-FC physics. Unfortunately I have been unable to find a use for such a prestigious achievement, as of yet. It's a very specific science, you know.
You may be wondering how this would make me employable. And honestly. I have no idea.
But here, have my certificate.
Oh right, this has nothing to do with medicine? Don't worry, I've operated on many people. Roughly 986.5 people. The problem is, I've not finished operating on that many people, I've only finished 2 human operations. However, you'd be glad to know that I've finished 984.5 animal operations.
So yes, I can save lives.
Which is good, because I've been working in Cryer facilities for 25 years of my life. I always wondered why I could never get through the doors, I thought it was a mechanical fault. Until one day a security bloke came and asked me how I got in there. I told him I'd been working beside Doctor Oshkova, but he was having none of it.
And so, while floating outside the airlock, I realised that I'd never actually officially applied for the job.
Are you familiar with the server rules?: Of course.
Your skype network contact: Abolisher, I think
What do you expect from Cryer: A job would be nice. And since you're offering, perhaps a nice pie.
What can Cryer expect from you: A bloke with a doctorate. Who also happens to be capable of operating on a wide range of humans. Usually.
On another note, would you be able to call for a rescue ship, I seem to be headed towards a sun, and it's getting somewhat sweaty here.
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