Senor Castillo, you will find your communications protocol has been recently updated with access to our channel.
Welcome to the Brotherhood. May you serve Crete anew alongside us.
We look forward to meeting with you,
Elder Carson Hawking
"He who has one thousand friends will find he has not a friend to spare, and he who has one enemy will find him everywhere."
***"WE"...begin*** :Of the Tlaloc's meeting the Gleamshrike:
Quote:Welcome to the Corsair Customer Service Helpdesk; if you have a complaint, please <strike>press 1</strike> hang up and try again.
Skills: Currently i am captain of gunboat ''el Madvilliano'' .
My crew and me are experienced in patrol duties , intercepting , and espionage ,
But also i have good negotiating skills for in my eyes its crutial for a good captain to master the art of speech
Reason for choosing TBH: To keep it short , survival.
Before i was flying in fleets with many , now there are only a few trustworty left .
My crew and i observed the brotherhood many times , we respect , and admire their ways.
Biography:
Studied astronomy , space warfare , politics and trade finished aged 18
Started space flight on the age of 18 , as pupill in the family ship ''el madvilliano' commanded by
father Rodriguez Buonocore ,
Who promoted Juanez to be second in commandin nearly 2 years .
After fathers retirement , Juanez becomes captain at the exeptional young age of 21.
Flying under command of the four familias Juanez makes experience mainly with pirating bmm flights ,
but also other duties like recruiting and escorting.
The four familias , united under azriel , flying under the flag 4K , had been weakened after he forsake them for unknown reasons.
Without a leader , the familias fell back in anarchy , there was no chain of command , and not even a power struggle. , units simply disbanded or dissapeared.
The last surviving members of 4k decided to disband the bound of familias , to find fortune elsewhere.
For me elsewhere means the brotherhood , and i am quite shure that some of my hermanos will follow.
*In a softly lit terminal room, two men sit, one leaned against the door jamb, the other sprawled out in a rotating chair. They talk softly, back and forth, until a loud electronic *beep* emanates from the console, which is now flashing red. The youger one turns around and inspects it* "Oy, Adamo, didn't Elder Shepardi close recruitment about a month ago?" "Indeed, he did." "Heh. Some fool must have forgotten how to read then. We just recieved another application. " "Eh, somebody else will deal with it. Don't you guys have a secretary around here?" "Ha. Hardly. It's a para-military organization, not a gorram corporate office. *sigh* I'll just deal with it."
=INCOMING TRANSMISSION=
=ROUTREQ:OPENCRSRCOMS=
=SRC:OMICRONGAMMA:CRETE:TBHHQ=
=ID:Ezio.Francesca=
Buon giorno signore. As has been previously stated in this NeuralNet communique, further applications are not being accepted right now. Since the current leadership of The Brotherhood is experiencing a change right now, it is entirely possible that this will change shortly. However, As such a decsion has not been made yet, your request is summarily denied, pending further review of The Brotherhood's current recruiting proccesses. Thank your for your time. Brother Ezio Della Francesca, TBH
=END TRANSMISSION=
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
Elder Hawking already arranged the entrance examination for Juanez Buonocore.
I appreciate this was a mistake, and my fault for not officially reopening the recruitment procedure. For this, I apologise. There have been many duties to perform, and this one was overlooked in favour of our equipment licencing, as well as certain other arrangements.
Sorry to put you in this embarrassing situation, hermano.
Also, recruitment is reopened. Elder Hawking is the recruitment officer, and will be dealing with applicants with care.
Hola Hermanos. my name is Mark Cane, I was once a brother and wish to be so again. If you could message me on a secure channel I would like to speak with an Elder about what I need to do to rejoin the cause.
Skills: I've had some advanced fighter training from a few friendly veterans and picked up a few tricks,
some negotiation skills picked up from a few zoner freighter pilots on how to get out of some tense situations
My reasons: I've been aspiring to be a Corsair for my entire life and in my travels The Brotherhood have been some of the pilots I have respected the most for their skill and wisdom
Biography: I think I'll clear up something obvious first, I wasn't born a corsair, my father was a molly and my mother worked for the Armed forces (a bad mix) when I was conceived my dad tried to kill my mother, not a nice guy apparently, luckily my mother managed to get away but not without a bounty on her head. Months of running from system to system I was born on Freeport One, a few more months later the Bounty Hunters caught up to us. A Corsair patrol happened by and made quick work of the Bounty Hunters except one coward who ran as soon as he saw a fair fight coming, but not before a stray torpedo caught the ship and my mother was killed in the blast. Hearing only a baby's cries on the comms the Corsairs searched the ship finding me and my mother's holotape journal she started since she went on the run. Taking pity on me they took me to Cadiz where I spent the rest of my young life. The holotapes however didn't show my name, only my mother's, Jane McDuff, so the Corsairs that found me called me Jose. In school I was never accepted and I buried myself in the workings of my ship and how to fly it. As I grew up my hatred for my father grew, you have to be a real piece of work to try to kill a woman pregnant with your sun, and pretty soon I developed a hatred for all Mollys. But I swore that I'd become a Corsair pilot for how they saved me, I owe my life to the Corsairs and want to give something back.
You are a brother until death, senor...although some of us question your 'survival', consider yourself re-accepted. See your private communications channel for more instructions...
To Senor McDuff:
We are...cautious...even when dealing with our own Brethren. It is imperative, as well as a matter of pride to all of us Corsairs that our blood runs pure and true for all of us and remains so. As it stands, your blood is not at all Corsair, which is why we are sure you'll understand you are not, at least currently, particularly welcome at Crete.
That, however, does not mean we will not accept you, senor. We have spoken with your guardians already and find you to be acceptable among our company. There is strength in diversity, senor, but there is also strength in consistency. With this in mind, we expect you to live and fly as a Corsair would...and look forward to seeing you do so.
Welcome to the Brotherhood, senor McDuff.
Elder Carson Hawking of the Brotherhood
"He who has one thousand friends will find he has not a friend to spare, and he who has one enemy will find him everywhere."
***"WE"...begin*** :Of the Tlaloc's meeting the Gleamshrike:
Quote:Welcome to the Corsair Customer Service Helpdesk; if you have a complaint, please <strike>press 1</strike> hang up and try again.
Reason for choosing the Brotherhood:As I heard from my family, the Brotherhood are the oldest, wisest, and most prosperous group of Corsairs there is.
Biography:
Born on planet Tripoli shipyard 796 A.S. My father was a artifact smuggler, and my mother housewife. I grew up hearing the tales about the Brotherhood, their cause, and their glory. When I turned 6, we moved to Crete. After finishing the Crete Primary school, I enlisted in the Crete junior war school, and after that the Crete Senior war acadamy. Unfortunantly, my learning in the school wasn't complete, because we moved to Skiros station.
After moving to Skiros, my father gave me a Gladiator class fighter, so I spent my days fighting the Outcasts. Now, I wish to join the most elite ranks of the Corsair fleet, the Brotherhood.
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