COMM ID:Commander (Res.) Jane Hartman TARGET ID: 'Zalatarias' SUBJECT:Recruitment ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Moderate
Applicant Zaltarias, or whatever it is you're calling yourself.
I have not yet received a questionnaire from you. Please send a copy of your questionnaire to my neural net account. Until I receive it, I will be unable to process your application. Additionally, I highly recommend you expand upon your biography. The Liberty Navy is a Government organisation, and our officers are expected to be both recognizable and accountable for their actions. If hiding behind callsigns is your idea of a job well done, then perhaps the LSF would better suit your skills.
Regards,
Jane Hartman
Commander (Res.)
Primary Fleet
Liberty Navy
Important:This communication remains the property of the Liberty Defence Forces and is subject to the jurisdiction of the Neural Net Communications Act 807A.S, Section 30. If you have received this message in error, you are requested to contact the sender and delete the communication.
COMM ID:Commander (Res.) Jane Hartman TARGET ID: All Applicants SUBJECT:Recruitment ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Moderate
Good Evening All,
Applicants Cameron and Zalatarias, owing to inconsistencies both in your submissions, and knowledge of Liberty and Sirius law, your applications to attend Flight School are denied at this time.
Your interest in serving the Republic is noted and I encourage you to reapply at a later date, or seek additional experience in Liberty's Secondary Fleet.
Regards,
Jane Hartman
Commander (Res.)
Primary Fleet
Liberty Navy
Important:This communication remains the property of the Liberty Defence Forces and is subject to the jurisdiction of the Neural Net Communications Act 807A.S, Section 30. If you have received this message in error, you are requested to contact the sender and delete the communication.
COMM ID:Commander (Res.) Jane Hartman TARGET ID: Applicant Zaltarias SUBJECT:Recruitment ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Moderate
Applicant,
While I appreciate the attempt, the questionnaire I received was incomplete. Consequently, the original decision of the Officer Selection Board stands. However; you may reapply in two weeks time. I look forward to seeing an expanded biography and complete questionnaire from you then, should you still be interested in a career with the Primary Fleet.
Regards,
Jane Hartman
Commander (Res.)
Primary Fleet
Liberty Navy
Important:This communication remains the property of the Liberty Defence Forces and is subject to the jurisdiction of the Neural Net Communications Act 807A.S, Section 30. If you have received this message in error, you are requested to contact the sender and delete the communication.
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I found some navy folks carrying cardamine and my goal is to extarminate contraband so I would join the LSF instead of the liberty's navy.
Sorry but I was hesitating between the LSF and Navy then I will pick up LSF, as you have advised me.
Name: Brooke Windsor
Age: 19
Gender: Female
height: 5’ 9”
weight: 133 lbs
Mother: Constance Reyes
Father: Victor Archer
Date of birth: 800 AS
Place of birth: Planet Manhattan, New York
Timezone: UTC -5
Previous Fields of Work: Internship at Ageira Technologies R&D
Skyp-3: bawindsor.oh
In the winter months of 800 AS Brooke Reyes was born. In her early years, her father was never around and Brooke didn’t even know what he looked like. The only evidence of his existence were the obscenely large checks she received with the words “Love Dad” scrawled on the back. Brooke’s mother, Constance, was never too keen on sharing information about the father, but Constance eventually revealed that he was an Ageira higher up that was married to another woman. Infuriated by the truth of her conception, Brooke ran away, taking her millions of credits with her. Although she could’ve lived a lavish lifestyle without a day’s worth of work, she chose to devote her time and resources to something more meaningful.
At the age of 14, she “legally” changed her last name to Windsor, and applied to a prestigious university, and by the time she was 18, she had graduated with honors and found herself at an internship with Ageira Technologies. She had hoped that by taking on an internship with her father’s company, they would somehow happen upon each other and she would finally know him. After a full year with Ageira, Brooke had found her father’s real identity and location. He was overseeing the renovation of tradelanes in Texas. As Brooke’s civilian shuttle approached her father’s Liner, a Rheinland Battleship suddenly appeared and opened fire. Brooke watched helplessly as her father’s ship was obliterated by the Battleship’s cannons. Her shuttle was never outfitted with weapons, as she never used it for anything more than exploration. She quickly engaged her cruise engines as the Battleship turned for a broadside attack on her tiny vessel. Brooke narrowly escaped with her life and vowed to spend the remainder of her life protecting innocent people like her father from scum like pirates and the Rheinlanders. She hurriedly submitted her application for the Liberty Navy and is currently awaiting their decision.
Ms. Windor, after reviewing your enlistment application, as well as the completed questionnaire, you have been deemed to meet the necessary criteria for service with The Naval branch of the Libertonian Armed Forces.
You are to proceed to the nearest metropolitan spaceport to your current location, and present the Holographic Boarding Pass that we've transmitted to your neuralnet account, to the security personnel present in the military boarding zones. From there, you will be taken to West Point Military Academy in New York System, where you will attend an accelerated Naval Officer Candidacy and Flight Training Program. Upon successful completion thereof, and of your eight hour probationary flight period, you will begin your career with the Liberty Navy.
I hope to see you adjust well to Navy life, and I hope that you will go far in this new career.
To: Liberty Navy Recruitment
Received From: Planet Pittsburgh, New York System, Liberty
Sender:
Citizen ID: Robert Firestone
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As per request,
Name: Robert Firestone Age: 20 Birthplace: Unknown Gender: Male Height: 5'11" Weight: 162 lbs Mother: Unknown, possibly deceased Father: Rick Firestone, deceased Previous Fields of Work: Freelancer Experience: Fighter combat maneuvering, escorting, transporting Timezone: -5 EST SKYP-3: jstain92
I was born somewhere, wherever it was I know it was cold; space is always cold. My mother? I have no idea, dad never mentioned her. I wouldn't be surprised if I wasn't just born of a fling, dad always did love getting drunk in those dirty, smoked filled bars on random stations in-between jobs, he sure was a romantic. Growing up, those bars and the chill of space were the only things I knew, that and the lust for credits.
Since I can remember I was always with my father, he took me everywhere. Maybe not the best parenting in the world, but do you know any ten year old that can manually fly a heavy fighter while his dad takes a leak? I thought not. He took all kinds of jobs, anything from transporting goods and people to escorting transports through the border worlds, I was along for the ride every time. It was the most exciting thing any ten year old can dream of, but the fun had to eventually end.
Fast forward eight years, my father and I decided to take some medium risk job transporting a few Bretonia high-lifers to some luxury liner in the Sigma 19 system. We were almost there, I remember looking out at the surrounding methane clouds when the first shots hit our hull. It all happened so fast, the hull started to buckle we were leaking oxygen. I had just began to put on my oxygen mask when my father suddenly pushed me into the escape pod and ejected me, I guess he wanted to draw them away from me so I could make it.
All I remember is watching out the pod window as the hull of the ship I used to fly as a kid finally buckled and exploded as I drifted away deeper into space. Space is so cold.
I was finally picked up by a passing transport and somehow found my way to Liberty through some odd-jobs here and there using some junk ship I got for dirt cheap. And here we are, two years later. I guess it's finally time to do something with my life, maybe in the Liberty Navy I'll run across the pirates who killed my father, I'll be sure to show them how cold space really is.
Name: Zoe Valentine
Age: 21
Gender: Female
height: 6' 1"
weight: 134 lbs
Mother: Sarah Millan
Father: Steven Valentine
Date of birth: 799 AS
Place of birth: Planet Los Angeles, California
Timezone: GMT
Previous Fields of Work: Apprenticeship at Interspace Commerce
Skyp-3: TheFrostyFlame
Zoe Valentine was always a patriotic girl. Ever since her birth on LA, she was in Liberty jumpsuits and sleep suits, give to her by her even more patriotic father.
Sadly, the level of patriotism couldn't be compared to the level of family happiness.
Often, her parents would be arguing when she got back from elementary school. "Why did you have to do that!?" He father would cry "Me!? You're the problem Steve, you've changed!" her mother would say before running off sobbing into the other room. Zoe hated the arguing. It made her upset, she just wanted to live in a happy familiy. When asking her parents what was going on, they would just her simple replies for her simple mind.
Eventually, the Valentine relationship was not set to last, and her parents divorced in 813 AS. Zoe was utterly distraught. Soon after she took to a life of obesity. Her parents were unable to help her due to the poor management of her allocation to her parents custody. She was bullied in school for being overweight and distanced herself from making friends. Though, this was rewarding somewhat. Zoe, fueled by the Libertonian dream, was determined to achieve at school and prove everyone wrong.
When she left education in 817 AS, with stellar grades, she took up a 2 year apprenticeship at Interspace Commerce. During this time she realized that she was now a free woman. So she took time into losing weight and gained an amazing figure that was the envy of her female workers at IC, and always in the eye of the male workers which would often made her life easier there.
In 819 AS she took an interest in the Liberty Navy. She saw their work as dashing, heroic and above all: patriotic. She adored the brave men and women who would give themselves up for Liberty's future. A just cause in her eyes.
So, later that year, Zoe finished her apprenticeship and submitted an application to join the Liberty Navy. Eager to do her bit to support Liberty and her endeavors.
"Hello, my name is Zoe Valentine!"
"It would be an honor to serve in the Navy, I have had a keen interest in the work you do and you are seen as hero's in both mine and the peoples eyes".
"I hope that my application gathers good feedback, and I await doing my service".
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