My name is Grey Hillson, and I am 20 years old. Ever since i was old enough to read the grime-smeared recruitment posters stuck to the walls of LD-14's recreation deck, I have dreamed of serving with the BAF. Hard work and discipline is all I've ever known, growing up on a mining station, and I wont have any trouble listening to orders and doing what I'm told. A corsair raiding party took my only family I had, my father, from me a year and a half ago. Ever since my mother died in childbirth he was the only person who ever seemed to care for me whatsoever, and I intend to avenge him one way or another. I've no interest in mining for the rest of my life, there are far too many memories aboard LD-14 for me to remain there. I want to head to the stars and avenge my father, and make sure that those slimy dogs don't hurt anyone else. Please consider my request and get back to me, I will learn to do whatever is needed of me and server the honorable BAF in whatever way is asked.
My name is Simon Brook, i was born at california minor. I was graduated from Manhattan University and i was planing become a trader. But one day when we were mining at dublin, 3 mollies were approaching. They demand all of credits that we have. My Father was rejecting it and the mollies start to shooting.....
Our ship is almost destroyed, all of crews was working so hard to fixing the ship, but my father was bring me to the only one escape pod and push me over there and lock the door. and he told me that he want me to join Bretonia Armed Forces and get revenge to that mollies, and also for guarding the miners at dublin...........
My parents ship was destroyed by that mollies, i was escaped safely. I feel angry, and mad to that mollies. 7 days my escape was pod flying nowhere in the middle of the asteroids, until Battleship Essex receive my weak distress signal that automatically sent by the escape Pod. they sent the rescue team and save me from the dark of the space.
After i was feeling better i decide to take the training at battleship essex, i was training to killing bases, killing fighters, and killing other ship. I was do lot of mission at battleship essex until i got promoted to Commander.
Data :
Name : Simon Brook
Age : 30 years old
Rank : Commander
//i already have a ship, Bretonia Destroyer Class, named Avenger. and they will be BAF|Avenger
Good Morning sirs my name a William.Davis I am a reserve fighter pilot in the Armed Forces although I am happy to be part of the Reserve Fleet it misses much from the action I want. I was Born on Planet New London my family was a normal one not aristocratic neither then poor. I finish the Mid school and the Brotonian Armed forces royal academy. I worked as a Escort and a Freelancer for some time giving me the experience in a fighter. Visited a lot of places Rheinland Liberty the Border worlds even the Omicrons. I dont have a Wife or children.
I was then called by a Bretonian officer to go and sigh up to the Bretonian Armed forces reserve fleet. I did and got accepted with no problem from there I was send to the Battleship Victorious from the Bretonian Royal Fleet. I was in several major combat operations some of them in a very large scale I am submitting my application here. In hopes of more active role in the war.
I'm Sarah, Sarah Vermillion... um... *pause* S-sorry, I'm not used to this sort of thing, so I'm... not entirely sure what to say... I'm actually not very talkative, so...
I guess I should talk about my history, right? Well, um... I haven't really got anything particularly interesting to say about myself, my family is somewhat middle class and I have the usual compulsory education, nothing really outstanding there. I was scouted for the reserve fleet after being rescued from some Mollies by the BAF, not long after I bought my first ship - apparently, I had a natural talent for evasion and out-maneuvering other pilots. I was offered a job, which after some consideration I took. While I couldn't really imagine myself pulling the trigger on another person, I... well, sending off most of my salary to my parents was certainly a part of accepting it, but I... I wanted to be able to do what I can to help Bretonia.
More recently, after the basic training every reserve pilot gets, I was approached by an Admiral of all people who, along with who I believe were members of more, uh... specialised government groups, I guess... anyway, I was given some more specialised training, for which I am really thankful, and pointed here to join the main fleet.
Anyway, um... *salutes* I'm ready to sign up to the main fleet, sir.
William Dobson walked into the recruitment office with a black matted overcoat on his back covering his upper body from the heavy rain that pounded outside. As he walked in he strolled up the front desk. He is well built and has the body of a physically conscious male. He has brown short hair and a small beard because of him not shaving.
I am from Planet Cambridge and have a wealthy family of higher class. Luxury was always mine as a child but when there is fortune there is also severity. I was locked from the family funds as a teenager for doing something beyond stupid but did not get a criminal record for the event because I was never found guilty. It was taking part in a student fee riot because I was drunk and with my mates and one thing lead to another and I threw a 10ft metal pole of a high raise building in a populated street below. It was beyond stupid but I was never charged and I am as clean as a bird now. Ya' may say.
I hope to better serve my time and being in the Armed Forces will actually sort me out. Hopefully. It will be my first outer-space employment since my only other job was workin' at the 'thats so cheesy' pizzeria down the road. I know I can do well, I am determined to do well in the Forces. But thats up to you.