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
// OORP Section;
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.
