Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name:Bradley Stadford
Age: 18
Birthplace:Planet Pecos
Biography: I was born at a small setlement in Planet Pecos to a family of miners. My father was a miner, my brothers were miners. They wanted me to become a miner aswell, but i have no interest for that kind of life. My dream has allways been to join the Crayterian Military. Everytime i saw a recruitment poster , a soldier or simply an image of a Nyx fighter, i would enter a state of "aw" and feel the need to join the military in order to push back the Gauls from the Taus. I've recently turned eitheen so i've decided to inlist the army.
Relevant Experience: close quarters combat and mining
Your reasons for applying to the Military: I want to Avenge our people and reclaim the land thats rightfully ours in the sigmas
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1) How long have you been on Discovery? i have been for around 2 years
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far? every nomad ship gunboat-lower and spatials,sutinga,crow,condor(gunboat),plier...
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
when i dont have exams to study i always come
4) What is your Skype username? Osnof_Senun
Crayter Oath
Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace! Signed Bradley
Scarlett
With looking through your file, we are unable to find anything apart from what you have told us. With a blank memory and not having any sort of knowledge of your past, your name even is a worry. I would like to keep you under close watch by our medical staff until there has been some improvement. When you have had a large improvement please re-apply and try again. Until then your application has been Denied.
Jason Voorhess
You have not followed the application procedure in place so we will have to Deny you until further notice. We wish you the best of luck with your other endeavors.
Bradley Stadford
Having the Crayterian bread within your family history is a good sign, it shows you are a Crayterian Citizen. But with what you have told us about your family we advice you to stay in education and training. We are advising you with this for your personal safety. Becoming a fighter pilot for the Crayter Military is not a game, it is reality and it is tough. We are denying your application. We wish you the best of luck.
Signed, Recruitment Officer Wallis Secretary of Parliament,
Crayter Republic Board
Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name: Antonius Verzijl aka Antonius7102
Age: 45 years
Birthplace: Planet Erie Pennsylvania
Biography:
Born with a silver spoon never too worry about my place in life or have too find a job, you couldn't know what a burden i had growing up with all these expectations my parents asked of me.
Yes i rebelled like any sane person would do i never asked for this life, it didn't feel right to have so many and seeing others have nothing.
My parents never understood me there way of thought was that they could buy there life with a extenive credit line. Well they learned the hard way the price was there life. This was 20 years ago and i never looked back.
Me at the age of 17 i was gone on exploring the universe i thought so any ways, worked my butt of on transport ships/ miners/ luxeryliners.
A few years back i met a Crayterian Civilian who told me about his people and there filosofie, after he left it got me thinking all i ever wanted was too belong by the Crayterian Civilian.
All i ever wanted was too help people keeping the peace and punish the unlawfull ones, so i explored the Cortez and Coronado systems and become friendly with the Crayterian Civilians to do my duty for the Republic.
Relevant Experience: Basic flight training / Transporter Pilot
Your reasons for applying to the Military:
Basic human values and honesty upholding laws where are none
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1) How long have you been on Discovery?
I have played Freelancer since it came out of the store in 2003/04 after that a played on and of with some mods such as : Crossfire/ Flak 88/ Discovery 4.81/ Awakening/ Neo Terra.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
Played as [ Twilight, Albatross ] now as Antonius7102. Ships [ fighters several types, freighters, gunboats ]
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
Depends on my job??? Sometimes 2 a 3 hours depending on the day. Weekends 4 a 5 hours period.
4) What is your Skype username?[/indent][/indent]
Never used skype
Biography: Born in a family half Zoner half Corsairs. I followed the steps of my uncle Mannock Martinez (or Benitez for some time) and with my little niece Nani my only family alive.
I was a TBH, a Benitez and a black ops agent for the Corsairs because my uncle Mannock deserted all of them and turned an Omicroner. But he was right and I was wrong, Corsairs are doomed, their leadership made a lot of mistakes and lost their honor. I don´t reconigze them now their are the cliche that others saying, friends and enemies alike, not the proud, honorable and tough people in my grandfather and father times.
I can not say that I was or am a "good people" I kill in combat and smuggle illegal stuff, but in my favor I never pirated or killed civilians.
Now I leave Martnez states in Gran Canaria for good.
Relevant Experience: Combat pilot: average fighter, fair bomber, good gunboat and not bad in capitals; dedicated trader and intelligence agent.
Your reasons for applying to the Military and Movers: I want to fight for something greater than me. I know that my uncle gladly will join yours ranks, but I guess that until he fulfills his vendetta against OSI and bring back some spine to the Zoners and then he never will be leave them; and, second, you need fighters and I need a fresh start and new skies.
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1) How long have you been on Discovery?
I have played for a long time like Corsair, Gallic Council, independent miner, merc, Outcast and primary like Zoner. Returned recently after 5 years out (I didn´t take very well what happens with the Omicroners and I leave before say, writte or do something that sanctioned or banned me)
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
Actually 2 Mannock and Helliam, with a third in project but not for sure. Like Mannock I have an Osprey, a Cutlass, a Conference and a Border Worlds Transport, like Helliam a Nix and an Atlas, all of them fully equiped (more ships a Cutlass and a Fearless like Mannock and Eros -not fully equiped yet-, a Pytho and a Hydra like Helliam)
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
RL rules, but every day I´m online except fridays and saturdays only eventually
4) What is your Skype username?
I´m not a Skype user, but if it´s a condition I´ll made an account
Born to a Bretonian mother and Rheinlandic father in 800 AS, Sarah lived a quiet life on Freeport One for most her life. She went to the station's school, being interested in history classes most of all there. When she came of legal age to fly spaceships, she went to travel around the sector, visiting many historic places. When she turned 20, and when travelling through the Tau's, she ran into a lone Crayterian fighter wing bearing the unforgiving odds of fighting a large group of Outcasts, outnumbering them by 3 to 1. She assisted the wing in their combat, and while getting shot down herself, she did give the Crayterian wing the ability to hold out untill backup arrived.
After this, and being taken to a medical facility on one of the carriers hidden throughout the Tau constellation, she learned quite a bit about the Crayterians, what they stand for, who they fight and more importantly why they fight them. Since that day, after she had recovered she took up the wings of the Crayterian Secondary Fleet, and has been fighting against the Republics enemies since.
Relevant Experience:
2 and a half years of secondary fleet duty.
Your reasons for applying to the Military:
Having served in the secondary fleet for quite some time now, I'd like to step up my game a little and work with the real deal. Its unacceptable that the Gallic war machine brutally slaughters anyone - and thing that stands in their way, even wiping out 'our' old home in the process. (During this event I wasnt in the Military, hence the quotations). All in all, I want to support the primary fleet in active duty to protect the Republic from hostile forces, both in - and external.
Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
If I were to list them here, the forum limit would be breached and I'd have angry oranges screaming on my doorstep. No thanks
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
It varies. I do take occassional unannounced breaks in order to keep things fresh, but im always on skype / forums keeping track of things.
4) What is your Skype username?
Shaggy already has it. But just incase its thomas.denotter
This Galaxy is vast; its wonders and beauty are almost unfathomable. But the galaxy also hides dark secrets, some of which have lain dormant since the beginning of time itself. There is a danger in secrets, both in seeking and in knowing. Some things are meant to be hidden from view. Some mysteries defy understanding, and sometimes even the things we think we know are untrue. Some secrets should remain untouched.
As the president of the Crayter Republic it is my pleasure and duty to announce that the applicants Helliam Martinez and Syrena Beck got accepted to join our ranks in the way they prefer, be it to support our military forces or to lend a hand to our Movers and the civilians we all swore to protect.
We expect your arrival at Sabah Shipyard and give you the rank of "Warrant Officers". From now on you have two weeks to show what you are made of. Make us proud!
Antonius Verzijl you have time until the end of the week to get in touch with us via the private channels we contacted you on. Until then your application is on hold.
It is a pity but I think this can't be changed...
Antonius Verzijl, since you did not responde nor made any other contact your application to join our ranks was denied.
Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name: Voren Dalanore Sporacke
Age: 19
Birthplace: Junyo, Shikoku, Kusari
Biography: Voren is-well, was a fisherman. Planet Junyo has fisheries all over the world, and it was his task(along with many, many others)to keep them running at peak efficiency. Despite what this one's location might suggest, he is not of Kusari origin. He comes from a large clan of formerly proud Rheinlanders. They fled the nation just prior to the Popular Revolution, bouncing all around the Omegas and Bretonia on freighters and liners before finally settling all across Liberty. However, due to the general tension between Rheinland and our new home, as well as due to constant discrimination by some of the more 'patriotic' elements of Libertonian society, we again packed up and departed, this time scattering to the Zoner Freeports. Voren had two cousins on Freeport 7 when it was attacked. He never heard from them, so it is likely they were killed. His parents worked the fisheries as he had done, and presumably still do.
When he was sixteen, he stowed away aboard a transport ship just before it lifted off of the fishing platform. It was the stupidest move he'd ever made, but not for the reasons you'd expect. Voren made it to Ohashi Border Station undiscovered, but had to jump ship before the inspection officer found him. he started running, and ran straight onto another freighter. A freighter headed in the opposite direction, into Liberty. The crew never noticed the extra weight in one of their cargo crates, and one would guess he was home free.
Wrong.
Liberty Rogues hit the ship before it had even passed through Galileo. The crate, thankfully vacuum-sealed, was blown out into space and picked up by one of the pirates. Imagine his surprise when he found a hyperventilating teenager screaming and sweating buckets onto his payday.
He was dropped in a cell and subsequently sold as a slave, changing hands for the next year or so before finally ending up serving as a cargo hand for the meanest bastard of an Outcast that ever puffed Cardamine. Finally, one of the other slaves had had enough of his drug-induced rages. He stole a whole crate of the stuff and doped himself with enough that he would have died even if he hadn't spaced himself. He beat two guards to death and hauled the boss straight into the airlock and spaced the both of them. After that, we pretty much revolted, killing all the others except for one that dropped out in an escape pod.
He's probably still floating out there.
After that, we went our separate ways. Voren and two others kept the ship, preying on any pirates we could get our hands on. That's where he learned to fly- at the bridge of a Bullmastiff, and at the helm of any ship we hijacked. We got hunted down, eventually. He sold the ship and made his way to Barrier Gate Station the same way that whole adventure started-in the dark corner of cargo hold.
Now, he's ready for a change. Years of conflict and constantly looking over his shoulder have made him paranoid. Paranoid, but adaptable and dangerous. He has decided that if he can find a cause to apply himself to, that will be enough.
Relevant Experience:
He's flown all manner of craft. Fighters, freighters, heavier transports. You learn quickly when you've got half the scum in Sirius chasing you. Especially favors operating on his own. He'll play nice with others, though.
Your reasons for applying to the Military:
You people were forced from your homes not once but twice if what I've heard is true. You've fought all manner of odds, and you're still around to tell the tale. You want to secure independence for your people on a cleansing wave of Nuclear Fire. Voren likes that part. It has weight.
Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
Signed,
Voren Dalanore Sporacke
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1) How long have you been on Discovery?
I played it a couple years ago, and just picked it up again this past month.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
I had a lot before. Now I only have two that I've been using to ease myself back in. Voren is going to be my main character, as you can see by the fact that he has the same name as my profile. Multiple characters is complicated. Gives me a headache.
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
Depends. Some days I'm really busy. Some not. At least once a week, and usually more.
4) What is your Skype username?
Don't use skype. Hope that's not an issue.
Be not an instrument of hate or vengeance, but a guardian of those who cannot defend themselves. Be a caretaker of those who have been wrongly harmed. Be a destroyer of those who act out of anger or greed.
For those seeking peace, offer a hand in friendship, to nurture and protect. For the vile and the cruel, offer only the sword, to purge them from the world.
Be strong of mind and body. Take your convictions and let them hammer you into a weapon and a shield, that you might stand against both the weapons and the words of those who would oppose you, and that for those you defend you might build a better world.
Know when to lay down your weapon, and when to take it up again. Watch for when the time to fight has gone and the time to nurture and build has come. Be not violent but out of necessity.
Always strive for peace, but always be prepared for war.
Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name: William Logan (Sgt.William.Logan)
Age: 52
Birthplace: Planet Cambridge, Cambridge System, Bretonia
Biography: William "Bill" Logan was born to Brandon and Marjorie Logan on Planet Cambridge. Brandon was a low ranking member of the Bretonia Armed Forces, rising through the ranks as the leader of an anti-cardamine task force. Marjorie was a Professor at the New Cambridge University, teaching advanced thermodynamic theory. William inherited his mother's brains and was an excellent engineering student who excelled in his studies and was told he had an excellent mind for ship design. Unfortunately, in his second year at the University, tragedy befell his family when his father was assassinated by the Outcasts in retaliation for seizing a record sized cardamine shipment. After this tragedy, William became further and further withdrawn from his studies. He left university after his third year and joined the Bretonia Armed Forces. His knowledge of ships and ship design were coupled with what were revealed to be natural talents as a pilot. When the war with Gallia began, he watched the Bretonian Armed Forces stand by and do nothing when his mother was held hostage by the Gallic forces after they captured her ship. The Bretonian government refused to meet their demands and William could only watch in horror as his mother was executed live over the extranet. William resigned from the Armed Forces and started living off the grid, living with the Zoners and Bounty Hunters for a time before seeking out the Crayterian Military.
Relevant Experience: Ace pilot with over 500 kills of Outcasts. Knowledge of starship engineering. 20 years of military and law enforcement experience.
Your reasons for applying to the Military: My mother and father are gone. One was killed by the Outcasts. The other was killed by Gallia and left to rot by Bretonia. The only thing I have left is avenging myself on these groups. I respect the history of the Crayterian people. I respect the fight against overwhelming odds. I would chase your enemies into the bowels of hell itself.
Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
Signed
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1) How long have you been on Discovery? Two weeks this time. I'd been on once in the past. I got the nostalgia to play the single player again and saw this server was still up. I used to play on the Colours Elite Freelancer server. This would be my first faction on Discovery.
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far? I honestly can't remember what I've had in the past but they're long gone (a couple of years at least). My other character is Billy_Logan. He is a trader who flies the Serenity, he previously had smaller freighters and transports.
3) How often do you normally play/come online for? I try to play for one or two hours per day at least three to four days per week. IRL I'm an attorney so my schedule can be empty or really hectic.
4) What is your Skype username? mido_of_own [/indent][/indent]
Once more I can proudly announce that the applicants Voren Dalanore Sporacke and William Logan got accepted to join our ranks in the way they prefer. Let it be with the support of our military forces or to lend a hand to our Movers and the civilians we all swore to protect.
We expect your arrival at Sabah Shipyard and give you the rank of "Warrant Officers". From now on you have two weeks to show what you are made of. Make us proud!
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