The route to Harris is pretty dangerous, maybe at least since we're not personally guarding it like in the Planetform Era. The Gauls have made things difficult too, and we've all lost someone to them or the 'casts. We'll get you a uniform and a ship, see how you cope in the Nyx. A bit of bomber training and you'll be fully accepted into the Military.
Let's hope you can get back who you left behind as well.
Whether brought along with your nation, through desperation or drawn by a cause, your journey takes you to the Coronado system. The shuttle drops you off at Camp New Hope, only a short distance from the recruitment centre. Coming out of the cold, there is the main desk for the Military offices, and a smaller stall next to a stack of crates with a couple of laid-back guys hanging around beside it.
After walking up to the Military desk, you are given the following form.
Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752 Wrote:
Name: Freelancer Emile "Frenchie" Trudeau
Age: 32
Birthplace: Ile-De-France, Gallia
Biography:
Born of slave parents in the "great" house of Charles, my mother and father served he and his father faithfully for 35 years until, in a MOX-induced stupor, he had them both executed because my father failed to bring him a proper ceremonial glaive-guisarme for one of his royal state visits to New Tokyo. I was 6 years old at the time, but I remember the moment like it was yesterday. It continues to haunt my dreams...
My life was also in immediate danger, but one of the lower echelon couriers at court that day happened to be a secret spy for The Council, and managed to hide me and slip me away, largely due to His Highness' inability to stay awake after a long bout with Mox sickness. I was brought to Rousillon to grow up among Council warriors and tradesmen who, as you are no doubt aware, spare no love for the King.
After spinning about aimlessly in Sirius as a Freelancer for many years, taking what jobs I could, remaining cautiously neutral to any and all factions I could (I will never remain neutral toward Gallia...) I have decided that I'd like to have a home. I'd like to be somewhere that I can both live a semi-'normal' life AND feel free to act with impunity against any and all Gallic threats. If I ever get the chance, I'd like to personally see to it that King Charles loses his head...literally.
Relevant Experience:
Many many years plying the tradelanes, houses and factions of Sirius both lawfully and quasi-lawfully. This has earned me many contacts, both in and outside of Gallia. I am known to my friends as a man who gets things done, no matter what the cost.
Your reasons for applying to the Military:
Kill the beast! (King Charles) Oh, and wipe out Gallia as a relevant threat to Sirius.
Crayterian Civilian Database Entry #C-5239 Wrote:What would become known as the “Colonial Movers” started long ago, in the exodus from Crayter. Today, the Colonial Republic calls upon its oldest and most able handed transport captains, bolstered by ranks of fresh young kids, flying transports until age permits them to join fighting units. This loose fraternity of transport skippers, both young and old, are the new Atlas, balancing the economy of the Colonial Republic on its shoulders. It’s a dangerous galaxy, but like all true Colonials, these old sailors and bright-eyed youths take to the job with the same strength of spirit as their brothers, sisters, sons, and daughters in the military.
Alternatively, you have a chat with the guys near the crates...
What do we call you?
Frenchy
How old are you?
32
Where you from?
Gallia
Tell us about yourself.
If I get a chance, I will be taking King Charles' head off personally.
Why do you want to be a Mover?
I'd rather be in the military than be a Mover, but I would gladly work where I'm needed.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery?
On and off for about 4 or 5 years.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
So far I've played every faction from House to Pirate except Nomad.
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
I play every day for about an hour or two, maybe more.
Name: Fredrick Hanson
Age: 20
Birthplace: Colonial Sleeper Ship Orion
Biography: Born on route to to the Sirius Sector during the great exodus from Crayter, I have lived in space pretty much the most of my life. After arriving in the Sirius Sector, my family started an independent hauling business, trading goods with Bretonian Corporations.
One time I decided to opt out of a menial trade run from Planet Borneo to Planet Leeds to drink with a group of my friends. The morning after I heard the news that the rest of my family where among the casualties during the first opening shots of the Gallic Invasion of Tau-23. The next couple of days following the invasion, I lost my home, many of my friends and my ship. With the few credits I had left, I've managed to buy a second hand ship and start my life over again as a freelancer.
Since then I've tried to wage an one man war against Gallia and her allies to avenge the death of my family but lack the training, fire power, tactics and the resources to beat them
Your reasons for applying to the Military: I want to avenge the death of my family, push back Gallia to where they came from and to reclaim my home
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery? Couple of months now, but been playing Freelancer every few years
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far? So far 2 characters, plenty of fighters and freighters. Just started operating a firefly class transport on one of my characters.
3) How often do you normally play/come online for? about an hour a day at the moment during the weekday if i'm not delayed by work. At weekends probably most part of the day
Biography: As a young boy, I didn’t have many pals in school. But those I had, I deeply cherished. Now one would think that’s the most ideal environment right?
Things started going ugly when all my friends consisted of the social outcasts. I was friends with “the fat one”, the “too skinny” lad, “the horse-teeth” girl .. you get the idea. While kids usually left me alone, they loved to pick on my friends. At the time, all I did was watch, feeling the sting of injustice but doing nothing about it. Soon I realized that I had started to accept this behavior. That I’d started to ignore this issue and tolerate it. That’s when things started getting ugly.
I started standing up for my friends. Usually, I’d just help them get up when someone had shoved them. But then it grew more serious. I started getting confrontational. From shouting after the guy who just shoved my friend, to stepping between fights. A couple of time, I received thrashings I still cringe to think about.
One day, I took it too far. A kid was bullying the “horse-teeth” girl by pulling at her ponytail and claiming that horses should like it when their manes were petted. Fed-up, she got up and started moving towards the exit. Unfortunately for her, the boy got up and kicked her .. hard. She fell down and chipped one of her teeth and had a bloody lip. Before the boy knew what happened, I was on top of him. Somehow, I managed to get on top of him and I punched. I kept punching his face till I couldn’t recognize what it was that I was hitting. For one chipped teeth, I broke 7 of his. That action still haunts me. It was at that point that I lost my idea of justice and started acting on bloodthirsty revenge.
Since then I’ve learnt to temper my anger, hone my instincts. I’ve grown to act only when it’s necessary.
Relevant Experience: Escorting trade vessels, standing guard during mining operations, assisting BAF against military and pirate threats.
Your reasons for applying to the Military: So why do I wanna join you eh? That horse-teeth girl grew up to be one of the loveliest women I’ve ever laid my eyes upon. I fell head over heels for her and I started to suspect she had something for me too. Then one day a Gallic cruiser blew up her ship.
Yep .. it was just as abrupt as that. One day she was there, the next her molecules were spread throughout Tau-31. I never told her. And I will never know whether she loved me back. All because of this galactic bully we call the “Kingdom” of Gallia.
So there you have it.. my reason for joining. Both my parents died, due to natural causes, in their mid-life and I was their only child. So I have no family to care for. Now I’m here with a purpose. To bring justice to my “horse-teeth”. *blotches of water droplets can be seen bordering the paragraph* But know this: I won’t go too far. I won’t kill indiscriminately in the name of someone or something I know nothing of. I will hunt military targets, aye… I will protect innocents like I protected my childhood friends… but only as long as it’s needed.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery? 1.5 months (see my forum join date)
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far? Characters listed in my signature.
Ships I currently have and use:
Miners:
Hegemon Asteroid Miner x3
Arrastara Heavy Miner x3
Kamome Kusari Transport
Rock Badger Miner
Name: Benjamin Pope
Age: 29
Birthplace: Battleship Essex, Dublin
Biography: Born to parents with little material wealth, nomads you could call them, Benjamin had to live off a small amount of money. (And no, these are not the squid nomads.) Their nomadic nature shows simply in his birth place. His mother started going into labor a few klicks off of the battleship, on their way to check out a distant scrap field halfway across Sirius. Luckily, they agreed to let the baby be born on their ship regardless of the security risk. During his childhood he spent most of his time collecting scrap with his father, although they weren't junkers. They did just about everything. Scrap collection, toxic waste disposal if they really needed money, and various odd jobs like artwork, sculptures and furniture.
His mother was the imaginative one, she did many of the paintings they sold to live on. That was about the steadiest income they had to their name. Scrap fields were dangerous to enter because of unlawfuls and junkers seeing them as poachers of sorts. His father did some of the more sketchy things they did for money. Securing toxic waste just to dump it somewhere else unsafely, his employers weren't any the wiser. He also stole when we were dangerously close to going under the red line, anything was better to him than going into debt.
Benjamin followed in both their footsteps, in a somewhat darker merging. He merges creativity and minor unlawful actions in a way that it's hard to catch him. For example, a luxury liner is set to pick up a shipment of food for their passengers. Benjamin beats them to it, slapping a time-release contaminant on it to be sure it goes off when in the cargo hold to set off alarms. He conveniently arrives on the scene to save the day from those nasty contaminants and boost as many valuables as he can in addition.
His line of morality is "50 Shades of Grey" you could say. He soon got tired of doing petty thievery to get by, even if he was really good at it. Tired of fighting constantly to maintain his lifestyle for 29 years. Maybe it was time for something different. He'd heard militaries gave the opportunity to see Sirius. He was a hard worker, there wasn't an issue with that. But House militaries seemed too.. boring. Too generic, like a glorified police officer.
Relevant Experience: Hard worker, no stranger to being alone in the fire. Lots of experience working through hardships and pressure.
Your reasons for applying to the Military: An adventure, it doesn't matter how hard it is.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery?: Two years, give or take.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?: Too many to count, I could sit here listing them all day. I'll list a few. XA-Pygmy, [IND]Accrued.Revenue, LPI-Michael.Rivers[O], Flamingo.Reaver, etc.
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?: Depends entirely upon RL and what I'm doing. I don't no-life the game anymore, but I'm still active.
4) What is your Skype username?: thatthirdguy.. Display name is Disgruntled Narwhal
Name: Walter Wolf (Once Vladimir Duvnjak)
Age: 29
Birthplace: Omega-52, Volgograd
Biography: Walter was born on Planet Volgodrad in the Omega-52 system. His father, a big follower of the communistic idea and captain of the Coalition Destroyer called Dimitri Sukav II , his mother, a politican in the gouvnerment. After entering his teen years, Walter began to see the over communistic behaivior of his father and starting to fear him. He once tried talking to his father about how the communistic System was no good. Shortly after this his father called the KSG to take his son to the prison. Reason; Traitor. Somehow Walter managed to escape from home and steal the fathers coalition Fighter "Partisan" and fleed to bretonia. He got the Basics for flying from watching his father commanding the Dimitri Sukav II. With no Food or Water Walter had a Balckout in his ship which was located already in the Dublin Systems. He was taken to a Hospital on new Hope east to get checked.
Walter grew up at a host family (As he arrived he changed his Name to Walter Wolf). His host father send him to the Military School for ground units. He passed his tests and started to work as a ground solidier. Years after he and his Family bought themselves an "Atlas" to start Family buisness and now he realized he wants to be part of the CR.
Relevant Experience: Basic Fighter Training , Survival, Capitalship training
Your reasons for applying to the Military: The Colonial Republic has given me a Chance to start a new life. I want to repay the Bill now.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery?
Since 2 Years
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
Colonial Ships: Atlas, Thanatos
Bretonian: Bretonian Cruiser
GMG: Kamome
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
Every day
"Landing his personal ship Asgeir was greeted by a familliar dock worker and they had a small line of talk about, Asgeirs pimped out 'Nyx'.
The conversation drew to a close as the aging Pilot made his way to the shuttle to Camp New hope.
After the shuttle had landed it was a small walk to the recruiting centre. Greeted by a stern guard wich pointed into the direction of a 'number-dispensing machine'.
taking a number the aging pilot sat down and waited for his to come up.
Not beign a particulairly busy day Asgeirs Number comes up rather quickly and he made way to the desk.
Greeted by a smiling but confused looking lass in her early twenties he was passed the forms and was explained how to fill them out, Asgeir Simply nodded and walked away to get down to it."
Name: Ásgeir Yvling.
Age: 51. Date of birth, November 18 769 A.S.
Birthplace: Rheinland, Hamburg.
Marrital State: Married as off 780 June 30 780 A.S.
Current Residence: Rheinland, New Berlin.
Reason: I Recon you lot could need the help. Also I've run in thick with the various pirate groups Rheinland is rich, Needless to say I need to get out.
I Gathered the Colonial Remnant is away far enough for my family to be safe from atack and me still beign able to work for a living.
Credentials: After Military service I became a freelancer. Took the Liberty of adding me service record as presented to most people digging into military files.
"walking back towards the desk he delivers the forms and with an odd wink to the lass at the counter he remarked. 'Be carefull now you migh' rip an' tear the red tape, I'll hear from you lot, aye? Receiving another odd look Asgeir walks off into the direction of the shuttle probabily heading back to the docks."
RHEINLAND MILITARY SERVICE RECORD: Fahnrich, Ásgeir Yvling.
MILITARY SCHOOL GRADES
ITEM GRADES
Language Skills FAILED
Mathematics PASSED
Technology Class PASSED
Science Class FAILED
Computer Sciences PASSED
Gun handeling/repair 53/60
Shooting range 26/30
Hand-to-Hand Evaluation 96/100
Physical Evaluation 67/70
Cadidate has scored Average on all tests and marks. Emotionally sound and eager to learn. He has been to Military Accademy from the age of 11 and finished at age 18.
Candidate is well suited for space combat and even more so for ground combat, if flight skills improve Consider for Spec. Ops. in the future.
Full evaluation Serviceman Yvling, as of DEC-29-797
Born on Hamburg, Parrents both Military, Raised on military vessels. Home schooled to the age of 11, followed up by Military school finishing at the age of 16.
Applied for Rheinland Regular Infantry at age of 16 was not accepted because he was to young. He did manage to lie his way into flight school two months later.
Scored high on aptitude tests for: Strength, Agility, Perception Also seems to be quite intelligent if not a bit unorthodox in solving given problems.
Serviceman is able to function under pressure and is able to keep cool under fire.
Psychic state during training and down-time is a different matter all together, Serviceman is High-strung and Volitile, prone to outbursts He has atacked CO's in the past and has recently been caught selling Narcotics and Alcohol on base.
Advice: BAR from service if anymore problems arise.
ADDENDUM by Major, ---. : -------served under me. ---is an Asset------. Expedition to system ---. --------------, ------, ------. Consult Vizeadmiral, --- on further proceedings. --------, --- Spec. Ops.
SERVICE RECORD
Rhineland Fighter and bomber pilot training, 787-787 A.S.
First tour in service to the Rheinland Military, 787-790 A.S.
Stationed at Battleship Westfalen, fighter Wing Magni.
- Commended for bravery defending in a Bundschuh assault on Vierlande Prison.
- promoted to "Feldwebel". (Corporal) FEB-27-788
- Commended for bravery fighting A Union patrol, Wingman had been shot down on first contact.
- Rewarded the Distinguished Services Medal for Prior recomendations
- Promoted to "Fahnrich". (Sargeant) NOV-12-790
* Recommended for Special operations -File missing-. *
Second tour of duty in service to the Rheinland Military, 79*-79* A.S.
Stationed at --- under command of Hauptman, ---
* ---Classified--- *
- Had been shot down during --- in the --- system landed on the planet --- and ---. ------ surviving for two months before beign rescued.*
* ---Classified--- *
* ---Classified--- *
- Commended for honour "trying" to save a civilian transport whilst beign entroute to a new posting.*
- Promoted to the rank of "Leutnant". (luitenant.) after the battle over --- at --- system.
* ---Classified--- *
Third tour of duty in service to the Rheinland Military, 79*-798 A.S.
Stationed at --- under command of Major, ---
* ---Classified--- *
- Received the Knight's Cross 1st class for actions During operations in --- at --- system
* ---Classified--- *
- Requested to be transferred back to regular military, Transfer denied.
- * ---Declassified--- * Atack on a Red Hessian transport carrying * ---Classified--- *
- Requested to be transferred back to regular military, Transfer granted. on request was Transferred to Battleship Westfalen, Fighter wing Magni. JAN-1-796
- Reprimanded, got into a bar-fight resulting in twenty-nine injured and four dead.
- Opted into bomber refresher course, passed.
- Transfered to Bomber wing Modi, Second-in-command.
- Reprimanded, drinking whilst leading a patrol.
- Reprimanded, struck CO when caught selling 'strong' liquor and other 'intoxicants'.
- Demoted to "Fahnrich". (Sargeant) JUL-17-798
- Reprimanded, Got into an arguement during a life fire exersice almost killing his wingman.
* Honourably discharged. * (Officially)
Fourth tour of duty in service to the Rheinland Military, 79*-802 A.S.
Serviceman had been requested to return to active duty, assigned to Spec. Ops. Under command of Major, ---
- * ---Declassified--- * Rheinland Expeditionary Force, led one of two Fighterwings.
* ---Classified--- *
* Start of the Nomad war *
- * ---Declassified--- * Assault on Planet Sprague, Led a bomber wing taking out the defenses.
- * ---Declassified--- * Took part in the Military Incursion into Kusari space.
- Received the Rheinland Medal of Service.* DEC-9-800
* ---Classified--- *
* ---Classified--- *
- Dishonourably discharged, Service man had gone AWOL; Had stolen a Bergelmir Bomber, Than managed to destroy his assigned Bomber wing while it was docked during his escape.
On further inspections it appeared all casualties had been infected by the Nomads.
* ---Classified--- *
* End of the Nomad war. *
- Re-instated to Receive the Medal of the order of the White Knight, October-6-801
* honourably discharged. NOV-19-802 A.S. *
// ooRP
1. Been here for a few days, a fried set me up and gave me the Fighter fighting basics.
2. A big Train and saving up for a Bomber.
3. Depends on the how and what I need to do. be it Job or School. mostly on at weekends though
Name: Hadau Odial Age: 21 Birthplace: Planet New London, New London System Biography: My name is Hadau Odial. I was born in the heart of Bretonian territory and was brought up to be patriotic, just like my father. He wanted me to follow in his footsteps and become the owner of a large corporation. He told me he was in the mining business, and the idea of a life like my father's sounded perfect. However, on my eighteenth birthday he took me to a system I'd never heard of in a small fighter ship. A couple of freighters flew by, and he shot them. I realised at this point that my father was a pirate, and his corporation was involved in crime and evil. I won't mention his name, but I will say that my name was not always Hadau Odial, and I've now dedicated my coming years to training up so I can destroy my father's twisted business. Relevant Experience: Very little experience. I know the basics such as simple flying and shooting. Your reasons for applying to the Military: I feel that the Colonial Republic is the best place for me to train my skills. I can work hard, and I'll do anything required of me. I'll do my best for you if you can turn me into a warrior.
I hope you see potential in me
H.O.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery?
I played for a couple of weeks in 2012 and have just returned, however I am using a different account and therefore don't have my old characters. I returned to the game about a week ago.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
I have one character; Hadau Odial.
He is just using the basic Bretonia starting ship (I did a /restart)
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
I usually play for a couple of hours at a time, and that is once or twice a day.
Name : Lergae Merlorn
Age : 26
Origin : Planet Manhattan
Biography : I was born into an Middle Class Workers Family.My Life up to my 18th Birthday was filled With Learning
and dreaming of someday becoming a Navy Pilot.On my 18th Birthday my Parents gave me the Chance to get my first Ship.
After receiving my First Ship I hooked up with some of my Friends to make some Money with our newly earned Ships all of it was fine until we accepted one Mission from an ... Kind of lets say "Shady" Person.
Who contracted us to Escort an Transport back and forth between Manhattan and California Minor.Since it didnt sound too hard and the Cash was good we accepted and went to our Ship to meet up with the Transport.
Everything was quiet until we were about halfway to California Minor when an Squadron of Gallian Ships ( In the Middle of Liberty Space! ) disabled the Trade Lanes and gave us 2 Choices either to die fighting or to give us the Object.
Since we had an Contract we decided to try fighting them... We were basicly Massacred i managed to get into my Life Pod just in Time before my Ship exploded.After i flew trough Space for about 2 Hours an Planetform Pilot picked me up and transported me to California Minor.
When I arrived on Minor there were Rumors of Gallians having aquired some kind of Chemical Weapon.After the Rumours went on for a while People started recognizing me since they gave out the Names and Pictures of the Escort Pilots that escorted the Transport that carried said Chemical Weapon.
After some time the Police and Navy ( and it seems everyone else ) put the blame on us well ... me and my now dead Friends that is.
So long story short : I got hunted out of Liberty Space and with nowhere to go i decided to fly to the Systems that are far out to maybe find a new Life and maybe work as a Navy Pilot there.
Anyway i arrived at the Barrier Gate Station after some amount of Time and started to work there as an Mechanic since that was what i learned in School earlier in my Life.Someday i decided that i wanted to join the Navy and since there was no chance to return to Liberty i decided to try to join the Colonial Navy since they are mainly fighting Gallians.
And i think after all that Time flying Jobs in Liberty and here at Barrier Gate i aquired the Skills to be an Formidable Pilot.
Relevant Experience : I have multiple years of Training flying Escort Missions with an Eagle VHF and i learned much about Ships in general when i was a Mechanic
Your reasons for applying to the Military : I am a formidable Pilot, I seek revenge for my Friends who died, The Republic needs every man it can get.
//ooRP Section
1) How long have you been on Discovery?
Started playing about a Year ago stopped because of private reasons Seriously started playing about 3 weeks ago again
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
I flew Supertransports
I have flown the Outcast Tridente Gunship
And ofcourse several Bombers and Fighters
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
Probably every day for about 2-3 Hours maybe less maybe more
I'll stick with 'Frenchie' in fact, easier. I don't really know the exact dates of all this Gaul stuff but I'll let the paperwork people sort it out. You seem motivated enough to get an interview at least. Preliminarily accepted.
Hanson,
Preliminarily accepted for an interview. We'll see if we can get that freighter training to any use in a snub. Hell, you might even turn out to be a proper gunner on a Hydra.
Wilde,
Alright, so you're a little angry, I can deal with that. Dish it out to the pirates and Gauls and we'll have no problems. Everything else checks out, and we'll get you in a Nyx soon enough. Consider yourself accepted into the Military.
Pope,
I can't wait to tell Anders that I've accepted a nomad into the Military...
Your files are all good to go, and I'll oversee your training for a while to make sure you're worth getting accepted.
Wolf,
Kind of a weird name for a Coalitioner, but who am I to judge? Well, actually I am the judge of this so I'll do what I damn well please. Get yourself over to the offices, you're preliminarily accepted and in the line for interviews.
Yvling,
Got a few years under your belt I see. The other S.O.s got you interviewed and you impressed them, so you're trading in your old Rheinland uniform for a Colonial one. Wearing it is up to you, but you're accepted and getting a Nyx assigned to you.
Odial,
Not a fan of pirates? Perfect for my Angels, we'll see how you shape up in an interview, preliminarily accepted so far.
Merlorn,
Another one sorted by Johnsons and Sanderson, and another one they were impressed with. Just don't let the "shady Freelancer" stuff catch up with you, and I won't let you being accepted .
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