Applicant Biography: I was born on Planet Malta, 5th of February 800 AS. I don't remember much from my early age, except for death of my mother Melissa Lawrence, in the raid of Corsairs. My mother was a skilled pilot, who flew who Maltesian Navy to defend Outcasts from all of its threats. Melissa died as a proud Maltesian pilot. After her death, my father Alberto taught me life can't be lived without pain. Pain won't leave us until its done teaching us.
As I was growing into a more mature man, I started realizing how things work in the Omicrons, especially when it comes to facing our threats. In 818 AS, my first experience in space. I was not an adept in those days, I was nothing more than a pilot who wishes to train, gain skill to make revenge at Corsairs. I was often participating in battle simulations in space, in which I started gaining skill. In 820 AS, I considered myself as a enough skilled pilot to take care of my own in space. There were numerous raid on Corsairs, who I consider as my life enemies. Multiple raids meant multiple victories, betoking myself as a skilled Maltesian pilot with wish of defending his people. Once, I decided to move deeper into Omicrons by moving to Omicron Delta. There, my experience in space has changed. The turn of tabble affected me. My first contact with Nomads, made me think how small I am. The confusion while attempting to communicate with Nomads just hit me, however they weren't wanting to turn me into dust. I was proving myself as a Maltesian who knows about Nomads as our saviours. There, in Omicron Delta, I met another wing of Outcasts, Commune. It was hard to believe there is another wing of Outcasts. Their performance in multiple sectors impressed me and the contact with Nomads made me even more impressed. There, things have started changing. I was seeing myself as someone else, not as Sebastian. My life has started changing since first contact with the Commune as well as Nomads. The Commune pilots performance made me consider them as nothing less than heroes, who might preserve me from threats. Luckly, my trainings in battle simulations made me as a very skilled pilot in space. There were a few raids in which I managed to stay on Nomad and Commune side. However, my fear of Nomads is still a thing, thing that I am not playing with. From there, I realized Commune might be the side I want to be in, to prove myself as a valuable and allegiant pilot.
Reasons for applying: To gain more skill and to keep the contact with Nomads. Raids against our threats are important for our puissance, Sebastian is ready to prove myself as a capable pilot of doing so. Sebastian found himself to be perfect ally with the Commune, seeing how great the are and how Commune reacts versus any types of terror. Bringing more chaos into space, becoming a well-known pilot who can torture everyone in order to be noticed.
Notable skills: Battle in space. Sebastian is a very skilled pilot, pilot with being capable of causing terror wherever and whenever it is possible. Sebastian, however, really understands in technology. Sebastian will always be there for his brothers, never betray them and help them whenever is possible.
Desired Cell: Raiders. _______________________
//Links to any forum RP: I still haven't created any, but I will consider to.
Applicant Biography: One of the many, many, many descendants of the 80 Years war Veterans, Mr. and Mrs Demikhase, Ghods has been tasked/pressured to fund his relatives many careers. By this point, he is simply sick of it, and the promise of overthrowing the houses is most lucrative to him.
Reasons for applying: To take revenge on the entire universe for his position in it, and to teach those who think so that he is no one's moneybag.
Notable skills: Skilled in transport flying at a moderate degree. Has no fear of death, and even the most dangerous route is no sweat on his brow.
Desired Cell: Anywhere that he could be of use. _______________________
Applicant Biography: Lone child. Was born on Toledo and unofrtunately didn't have the opportunity to even meet my parents, as my mother deceased not long after I was born along side my father, in a battle with the Core.
A researcher there volunteered to look after me and he raised me and tried to teach me his work. I was always fascinated by his work, as he was studying alien technology and even developing new ones for the Order's cause.
He was my familiy and he was the one which, when I was 20 years old, to get to be in a low research team which was working on small scale projects.
But the time being , I started advancing in grade therefore started changing constantly teams based on the project by arriving to a classified project.
This project was to work very close with Nomad technology and define how it works, but after not too long something went wrong; after going through a regular scan, it seems that the sensors have picked up an infection in my body, so they immeditely called me off and secured me in a highly secured cell.
There I was constantly tortured, fed only with bread and some water (ocasionally) and I was living a nightmare.
After 2 months like this, after a regular scan, seemed that I was never infected but only a malfunction of the sensors. And they were supposed to work very well* *sigh*
But after I got released, I left there and I went on the Freeport in Omicron Delta where I heard about this group "The Commune" so I said to give it a shot.
Reasons for applying: Revenge for the Order for torturing me for no reason.
Applicant Biography: There's not a lot to say, really. I keep to myself. A consequence of not being the most social of little flowers I suppose.
I was born on Planet Leeds, May 15th, 803AS. My mum worked on Stokes Mining facility and my dad was a simple carpenter on the planet. As soon as the war started, my dad took up arms and joined the BAF, were he sadly met his fate in the defense of Leeds, 820AS. Me and my mum fled to the Omega systems were we set up a new life, away from the war, the death, the destruction. I thought we were safe. We had set up a new paradise on Gran Canaria the now annexed by the House I used to call a home, Bretonia. That annexation was the final nail in the coffin, as I took the old broken Scimitar I had at the time and headed off to the further outer edges just to escape the hell of the Houses. Since making the trip, I have landed in various situations, I've seen the devastation of the Core and Order, mankind's lust and desires for power which we do not understand... But there was peace, and tranquility. I light spoke to me in my dreams, and told me everything was fine, everyone would soon be at rest. The light spoke to me in a calm, clearing manner. Although I can't remember the exact words, this dream was recurring. It made me want to seek out what it was after. And here I am. Praying that the Commune can help me find the answers.
Reasons for applying: I've spent my growing ages in the edge worlds. Watching the desperate struggle of mankind as it slowly eats itself. I can't stand watching the downfall of what I thought was once great. If there's one thing I want, it's the
Notable skills: Other than my hatred of the houses which I thought where my home, and a burning desire to use science to blow things up, a glittering personality and some questionable pilot skills... Passion.
Desired Cell: The Silver Sun. _______________________
Applicant Biography: I was born on Torino, Lorraine system. Thanks to it, I had the chance to get many friends and many enemies in Gallia. Started a new business in human trafficking and Cardamine transport. I sold mostly Bretonian and Gallic refugees from Leeds Tau-31 and Tau-23. Those who were young, fertile and healthy have been rescued and brought to Malta. Those who were sick and/or old gone to the Gallic Brigands, in Boulogne, where they "processed" the unlucky people and sold their organs to the Gallic nobility, damaging their health further. That's just my assumption, but our little business with the Brigands could lead to the fall of the Gallic crown.
Who knows...
In the recent times, I saw many Xeno Relics in the homes of the upper class of New Paris (sometimes I deliver Cardamine to them so i can do some networking) and since our family had many fights against Corsairs in Knossos I assumed the situation in Omicron Xi is less than optimal and the servants of the Cadiz Cartel even tried to trade with it.
Reasons for applying: The power vacuum in my home system filled me with uncertainty. The old values and practices affect less and less people and the previous regimes even tried to wipe them out from Malta. Now things are changing and it's a good chance to get out of the walls of Santa Verna.
Notable skills: Doing reconnaissance is my favourite job, but I don't get scared when the things got ugly either. Rescuing and transporting people to "safe" bases is also my favourite job.
