Borderworld Exports Recruitment Terminal (iRP)

[Petitioner]

Borderworlds Exports application form 8209-2727

- What is your full name?
Ferrett Orson Westbrookings

- Where was your last place of employment? What experience do you have?
I was formerly a freelance escort pilot. I have flown approximately one year in a Renzu light fighter; the thing's controls were confounding. I have since proudly switched to a Bretonian-manufactured Griffin, which I have had in my possession for roughly five months.

- To what division are you applying?
Shipping Combine

- Why are you interested in working for Border World Exports?
Life as a freelancer, though exciting, is unfulfilling. I see my nation surrounded on all sides by dogs that would threaten the Bretonian people, and I feel I am best able to do my duty to my God, Queen, and Country by joining Bowex.

- You happen across a Gateway convoy that is under attack by Red Hessians. What do you do and why?
I call the authorities to the scene and hurriedly make an escape. Although a fellow countryman, my cargo is just as precious as his or her own, and Bretonia's stance regarding the Hessians makes this an altogether sticky situation.

- You encounter a corporate trader of Gallic origin. It croaks mockingly at you. What do you do and why?
If the odds appear in my favor, I ram my ship into the weakest point of his repeatedly. When the vile menace is destroyed, I sing "Rule Britannia" as celebration. I feel this is an excellent way to improve general morale. If the odds appear generally stacked against myself, I simply beat him at his own game by taunting him, and then threaten to perform the ramming procedure if he taunts me a second time.

- How do you feel about Glaswegian badgers?
I do not feel; I simply [color=red]BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD, BONE FOR THE BONE GOD, BADGERIALLY-DERIVED TEA FOR THE BADGERIALLY-DERIVED TEA GOD, RULE, RULE, BRITANNIA‼

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