ID: Centurion Alberto Rodriguez
Location: Mindelo base
To: Hades Phobos
*Scratch his beard then smile*
Ola Senor Phobos
As you already know, The Brotherhood got a long dynasty of excellence. All pilots who fly under our banner have shown honor, pride and dignity. These three words are the milestone of the Brotherhood. For us they aren't only words but a way of life and a code of conduct. United we stand, united we fight.
*Clear his throat*
You, Senor Phobos, have shown interest in The BrotherHood cause you want to fight with the best. You want to be sure the hermano next to you will cover your back and you showed us that you also watch your hemano's back which is really appreciated.
We review your application with some interest. Its seem that you are a rough diamond who need some polishing. You seem to be a decent hermano and show will to get involved in The BrotherHood Affairs. Your willing and eager to learn the most you can is great. Always remember that intelligence and knowledge is the main quality of any predator.
*look serious*
We ask all our pilots to have outstanding judgements, dedication and honor. Things that you obviously already possess. However you are to often eager to fight. Agressivity is good but sometime must be restrained and anger must be controlled. Always keep your head cooled when going to fight or you'll end like too many of our hermanos.
*Smile*
After the complete review of your resume, I, Centurion Alberto Rodriguez, in the behalf of Elder Buonocore, would like to announce that your application has been Accepted. Congratulation hermano. Welcome to The Brotherhood.
*Senor Di Martino appear in the back*
- Senor Rodriguez, don't forget to remind him, prior to flight to go fill this last document. It's the Flight Officer ship requesition
*Alberto sigh*
Gracias Senor Di martino but i was about to tell him to do so and please never interrupt me again. *look annoyed by the presence of Di Martino*
Well, that's it hermano. You're one of us now. Get ready for action and a whole new challenge as a member of The Brotherhood. Report to Mindelo soon your ship is armed and ready for action. Make us proud and strike fear in the heart of our enemies!
Skills: Fighters (light and heavy)
Loyal
Tactician
Biography: Born on the Planet Crete, My parents fought against the Bretonian oppressors in the ranks of the corair. Whilst commencing a raid on Bretania forces in the Cambridge sector, Both were killed and the fleet betrayed by a corsair known as Antiago Gonzales, who now serves Bretonia.
I took up pilot training at age 16, with revenge on my mind, eagre to serve Hispania and avenge my forefathers. At 18 I travelled to Cambridge in an attempt to trace down Antiago. My search led me to Leeds. Having had to make deals with certain despicable characters, my search led me to a to the Leeds colonial bar, where I spotted my target. I, alongside a few hired hands, opened fire on him and his Bretonian brothers. a firefight ensued but we were outnumbered. Taking out three soldiers and losing all my hired help, I decided to pull out. I quickly escaped to my ship and launched, making haste towards the nearest jumphole, with a Bretonia patrol following suite. I managed to jump and hide in the asteroid field on the opposite side. I was now a wanted man, any attempt in returning into Bretonia space would surely be suicidal.
I see only one choice, The Hispania Navy. Currently warring with the Bretonian Forces, Maybe we can one cay push through and conquer their sectors, allowing me to possible, have my revenge.
Reason: I love the idea of being a corsair, and, having read your biography on the information network, I liked the enemy list in particular, which means that I will get to see ample action. I have also heard that you are the most active Corsair family and have the best pilots. I have recently purchased my second ship, having only recently completed fighter training with the Corsair armed forces
Name: Rodrigo Batlizarr
Age:38
Location: Cadiz Base
Skills:
Ola Hermanos,
Finally, after 10 years of absense, captured and bond far away from ma home I made my Escape Run. Unfortunatly that crappay CSV Vessel I borrowed maself to get me and some of our brothers back into corsair space didn't made the way down to Crete, I'm currantlay stuck on Cadiz, havin a few wine, polishing a corsair trader to get some smuggle tours running very soon to effort maself a new bomber, maybay a Titan aswell. Thus, and getting ma boday into good shape again won't take ma too long.
Long time ago, me was the Capt. of the Fighter and Bomber WinG Red Corsairs as Part of the OPG, raiding mainly the bretorian space. As the OPG, for some to me unknown reason felt appart I want to apply to fight again alongside with ma hermanos. As you may recognize, I will take revenge against those bretonians. They kept me like a dog in a dark hole, some water and stinky white bread and some sort of pie I had a day. Havant seen any daylight for a time, that was endless for maself.
What I have to offer to the hood you might think?
Well, I'm corsair from the deepest of ma heart and blood, I will die for the sake of our glorious nation. I will offer my full loyality to any person in the brotherhood and to their brave family members.
Thanks for searching contact to me via a private comms channel. As enlighted by Centurion Alberto Rodriguez, some of ma old fellas re-organized themselves in the Black Sails.
Please excuse ma, that thus will change things for maself, as I was ever a member of the OPG. However, please reject my application as I will sign up to be part of them again.
However, I will always be there for your support, so if you need anay help out that, just open comms.
ID: Centurion Alberto Rodriguez
Location: Mindelo base
To: Chris Rodriguez
*look on hangover as usual*
*to himself* Bueno Di Martino isn't around
Hola Senor Rodriguez,
Sorry for the late response but we got important matter, that you would understand, take all attentions. We first want to thank you for your interest in The Corsairs Brotherhood. Unfortunatly, Senor Di Martino found not many flight report from you. All hes found was a ship number and old flight path registered to your name on Crete.
*Take a deep breath*
For now, with the informations we got about you, we can't accept you in The Brotherhood. We would like to be able to get record of actions and wish you earn some flight time with The Brotherhood. We want to evaluate skills.
As you already know, most of the pilots under our flag are experienced Corsairs whou serve the empire before their own personnal affairs. In rare occasion, we also accept "young" pilots who showed exceptionnal skills in piloting, combat and leadership.
*smile*
It's not a final decision. If you still got interest in flying with the best and meanest Corsairs of all sirius i would like you to fly to Mindelo Base. From there you'll have access to all informations needed regarding the Hood and Corsairs Empire in general.
*take a sip of rum
Senor Di Martino will contact you via private Neural to give you informations you myth find interesting. Hope to have news from you at Mindelo Soon.
Reason for choosing TBH:
I believe that the freedom to do anything they want is a primary right to any living being. That being said, the Brotherhood is the perfect medium through which I can make my pointsfestyle clear. Diplomacy is for the weak, force is the way.
Skills:
Extensive training in ship combat
Bravery
Loyalty
Commitment
Biography:
Born to parents who escaped Crete for Manhattan thinking that life there would be much better suited for raising a child, as soon as I learned this fact (around the age of 11), my heart was set, I knew I didn't fit in well anyways. Manhattan was a boring, white-collar, stick-by-the-rules sort of place which didn't suit me from an early age. As soon as I get my license and some experience I would make a break for Crete and apply to join the ranks of the Brotherhood.
The Brotherhood has fascinated me ever since I learned about my birthplace and true roots, I regularly sneaked into libraries and spent hundreds of hours reading about The Corsairs.
Having done extensive simulator training during my teen years and doing a few real life escort runs, I am finally ready to make a break for Crete and begin the life that was destined for me.
You think that our warriors ''can do whatever they want''.
Your treacherous parents turned their back on the heart of our empire,
and raised you on some gringo planet.
And lastly you think that the Brotherhood will supply you with the tools for a overindulging lifestyle..
I thank you for your admiration but I have to add a question to that:
how can you admire what you do not understand?
I will not bother with forwarding this request to our great Tribune Werss.
The good man has better things to do.
Your request has beendenied.
-Decurion Alphonso Perez Di Martino , the Corsair Brotherhood.
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with honour dignity and pride.
The Corsair Brotherhood
Skillset:Demolition, Survival, Fighter and Bomber line expertise, house-cleaning, translation of many Sirius languages, chastising younger males into obedience, boxing and seduction.
Reason for choosing the Brotherhood:"I have been sitting on my behind for too much. It is time i bring forth all i have and possess and help the Brotherhood and El Presidente to show the Corsair Empire the blood, the sweat and tears that we need to shed to bring this great nation forward. I also saw that the Prox technicians aren't in shape, so as mi papi used to say:'Beat the techs in their jobs, or beat the techs at their jobs.' Give me a chance, senores. All i want is to give myself to the cause."
Biography:Born in Tripoli, Senorita Carla was born as the oldest and only woman before her four younger brothers, in the midst of the Olivera family, a small but known family for being technological savvy, helping in the design, construction and repairs of many of the war machines that now protect the Corsair Empire.
Not the usual family that would contribute to the pilot ranks, it was a surprise that young Carlita was taken to Crete after displaying a very high hand-to-eye coordination.
They also needed someone to clean the mess most of the boys did in their rooms. A very cunning choice made by the 'professores'.
After gradutation, she was positioned at the Omega-41 patrol wings, gaining the reputation of being 'Padre' for engaging enemies near the dying neutron star or even following to the war front in Omega-5 while being able to cuss everyone into giving their all with some almost religious will.
She mentioned that the star could use some "spit and shine".
Two years in the local 'inferno' made her resilient and known to be quick to act and decide.
Further psychological evaluation is needed as she still tries to clean and repair her wing-mates ships.
With spit. And her winks and threats to the tech crew to help her.
--Transmission Ended--
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop