Name: James Barret
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthplace: Planet Denver
No real Family to speak of.
Oh hey look Im combining previous work with my bio, lookie at that.
I started out as a escort pilot for Interspace Commerce for a good while but it just got boring escorting all these traders who had no respect for me at all. After that I tried to do some freelancer merc work and while I did that for a few months, I didnt care for it at all. Im here now applying for the Liberty Navy. So yeah uh...yeah, lets protect Liberty from all these horrible pirates.
5.K.Y.P.3.: hypercast52
"I'm scared that if I stop drinking all at once the cumulative hangover will actually kill me"
Sender ID: Jones Aran To: Liberty Navy Subject: Recruit Application Encryption: MEDIUM
>>WARNING: PERSONAL INFO DETECTED<<
The transmission appears to contain personal information which may be seen by any 3rd Party transmission receivers. Proceed anyway? >YES<
>NO<
>>PROCESSING...<<
Loading Transmission protocol... Done. Loading Audio transmitter module... Done. Loading Communicator... Done. Name: Jones Aran (//Shipname: Mr.Toast) Age: 26 Birthplace: Planet Erie, Pennsylvania Gender: Male Height: 5'12'' Weight: 66kg Relatives: Lorelei Aran (Mother, 56), Danny Aran (Father, Deceased) Previous fields of work: Helium miner, less than a week Experience: Depends on what kind of experience you mean; if it means things like encounters and such, so far I've only met a SUSA member, JohnnyWalker, a few LN in battleships/cruisers, some Anderson guy and a pirate. Timezone: GMT +1 SKYP-3 Communication Details: eggy_lol Hello, I am Jones Aran. [audible "uuh"].. I've never really talked to people like you, so I'm a little anxious about how is this gonna go. [sighs]
I was born on Planet Erie; it's such a beautiful place. I've always had the dream of becoming a space pilot who fights against crime and for justice; just like my father, who fulfilled his dreams. One day, when I was very young, one of his wingmen came back to Planet Erie, and informed me and my mother of terrible news; my father, Danny Aran, was shot down by a group of Liberty Rouges along with another wingman of his, while protecting the trader who was about to be pirated by the said Rouges. "The trader escaped and we, as Danny's remaining wingmen, took the Rouges down", the wingman told, adding: "One of the Rouges managed to escape with major damage to his hull, though.". Mother and I were crying when we heard about my father's death, since he was a loved family member. I vowed to avenge my father's death one day.
Many years later, after a long time of training and preparing for space travel, I was ready to head into space. Soon after departing from Planet Erie for the first time, I gave a thought about what should I do to earn money so I can try to fulfill my dream of fighting crime. I decided to mine some Helium, and then sell it for profit. So with my low budget, I purchased a freighter and some mining equipment, and then headed into the Helium cloud just behind Planet Erie. After a few runs, I grew bored of mining, so I decided to do a trade run. I filled my hold with Basic Alloy, and set my course to Planet Houston, Texas. But it did not go so well; right at the jump gate for Texas, a pirate who was waiting destroyed my ship, and took all of my cargo.
After somehow managing to return to Pennsylvania and buying a brand new ship and equipment, I began to think about how many pirates like that guy from before could be out there. Meanwhile, I decided to set out again, and mine Helium for the time being so I can properly outfit my ship.
As I went to the Helium cloud once again, a friendly pilot appeared. He decided to mine the Helium himself and then drop it so any incoming transports can instantly pick it up, saving the time to mine individually. So, along with another transport, I flew in my ship, picking up the mined Helium on the way and then returning to Erie to sell it. However, as the pilot mined the Helium and dropped it while we transport pilots came to pick it up, a problem arose; another pilot came, and destroyed any and all the Helium that was dropped into space. As far as I can remember, he was a guy named Nathaniel Anderson. I can't clearly remember the first name because it happened some time ago and I mostly forgot about it, but I know their last name was Anderson. Anyways, he destroyed all the dropped Helium.
He began telling us that we are stealing and that DSE will soon lay claim on the field that was currently being mined at. He annoyed us for a while, as he interrupted our work. Thankfully, there was a SUSA member along us; if I recall correctly, they called upon Liberty Navy to resolve the problem. Soon, two Navy members piloting battleships/cruisers came to resolve the problem. The Anderson guy was told to stop destroying the cargo. After a bit of discussion, they left. Unfortunately, the problem still persisted. The Anderson guy kept destroying the cargo meant for incoming transports. We've had enough of it, so the SUSA pilot called upon another Navy pilot... Their ship was being rendered as "hostile" by my ship's scanners, so I assumed this was a Liberty Navy guard. And once again, the Anderson guy was told to stop destroying the cargo, while also mentioning some kind of charity. But the Anderson guy was persistent, and he wouldn't leave even after he was told to. Since he did not want to leave, his ship was subjected to destruction. He managed to destroy the SUSA member's ship, but was soon chased off by the Liberty Navy guard. We were glad it was over, and the Liberty Navy guard ship left. After some time of peacefully picking up mined Helium and selling it, the pilot who mined for us had to leave because he had some other duties. I met him again after a while, but so far I've only met him twice. Afterwards, I decided to give up mining; it was kinda boring and time-consuming, not to mention that I wanted to fight crime as well. While my ship isn't exactly outfitted for crime-fighting right now, if I become a Liberty Navy member, I will make sure to outfit my new Executioner accordingly.
The reason I want to join your ranks is because I want to fight against crime and ensure safety of any and all lawful travelers I encounter on my hopefully future patrols. I also have the feel of justice, meaning I'm willing to defeat any criminal on my patrol who dares oppose me. I know it's hard work, but even if I'm defeated, I will stand strong and tall, for Liberty, justice and safety of others.
COMM ID:Admiral Alan Polstari TARGET ID:Pending Applicant SUBJECT:Application Results ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Medium
Greetings.
The following notice is issued to the pending applicants.
Applicant Allen Hunter, your re-application to the Primary Fleet is ACCEPTED. You will be outfitted with your Executioner class Heavy Fighter which you will fly for the mandatory probationary period of eight (8) hours. Welcome back to the Navy.
Applicants James Barret and Jones Aran, your applications are currently PENDING review. We will be addressing them shortly and will get back to you on our decision at a later date.
My name is James Knocks, or just Knocks if you feel like it. I was born on Planet Houston, which is where many Bounty Hunters and lawful hunters are born from....mostly. I was born there to, to a Bounty Hunter family. My father, Micheal, leader of a group called Wolfpack, group of Elite Hunters mainly operating in Liberty. Couple years ago, they both died from a pirate ambush, and they took me in as a prisoner thinking someone would buy me out for money. Many didn't know me, only my sister Diana, who didn't know what happened.
After 3 months, I was given a choice, death or work for them. I decided working for them was the only way to not be like the previous prisoners who were there. I was sent to their training academy, where they taught me hand to hand combat and then later on pilot skills. When I turned 18, they sent me out on missions to take out Liberty pilots who bothered them. Everyday when I was awaken to do a mission, I regret every move I did and agreed to. Sometimes I felt the point where giving up was the only way. Killing innocent people isn't in my blood, and there would be no way I could be changed. Now I am 19, almost 20, the day I was sent to do another mission, is the day I decided they will use their clean hands to do that themselves.
The mission wasn't easy, and I was given 2 pilots to come with me for 100% completion. almost 15k from the coords that were uploaded to my navigational system, I decided this was the only way out of this. I didn't bother talking to the other two with me, as they met my " Roc " Bombers Antimatter Cannon pretty fast. I closed all and any communication I had with the pirate group, and made a run for it. I stayed on Bethlehem Station for safety all these months, then I decided to go and start earning some money. I cooled down a bit, made sure they forgot about me, and started looking for work I can do. As you know, money isn't infinite....
Recently, I have met a couple of Primary Fleet Pilots, who influenced me to do something different then whats in my blood line. I have watched the amounts of civilians die, suffer for no reason, and those who made me do it against my own. Moving on, I asked mainly Mr Christopher Hood of the Primary Fleet for a job to kill a Mercenary who seemed to be one of the old Flare Mercenarys. Mr Hood said he would handle it, and well he did, very nicely to be specific. The Flare blew into dust like no tomorrow. Seeing the risks all these pilots take to protect Liberty is worth or should be worth more then a whole army of those who mean one thing, kill everyone they see and who gets in their way.
I am afraid of denial, like I told Admiral Polstari when we met in the Kepler system, but we have to overcome our fears one day or another. I have little hope that I would be picked out of all of the applications you probably get. My background is what ruins me, and if I can change one thing, its that my past never happened and I could live normal again.
Name: Malachy Marshall Age: 20 Gender:M Height: 5'10" Weight: 72kg Parentage: Jason Marshall, Anna Marshall Experience: Do RTS games work? Timezone: GMT SKYP-3 Communication Details: username08
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Right. I'm-
-shall. I believe some know of me in the Navy, as I moved here with my sister when she wanted to move. mum didn't really like the idea of us being separated. Of course my sis was a jerk during the move. This mic is kinda crappy, so sorry about any popping you hear-
[Audio cuts for a second then comes back to coughing]
So I was supposed to say something, right? I... Ah background.
I was born on Planet Cambridge, though my family was from Leeds. You'd tell as they cough a lot. It's not really a clean place. Plus there's that war going on. I don't like how that happened.
I really didn't do much while young. I played a lot of games, I guess. That and I built my own laser gun! Also it's not a good idea to bring those to class to show it off. It's on my record. I shouldn't of mentioned tha-
[The clip skips around 4 minutes]
-and that's why I'm not allowed near Cambridge Uni. This thing still recording? Looked like the light flashed. Hm.
So... I moved with my sister to Liberty. I was... eighteen? Or was it seventeen... How old am I now?
Whatever. It was a year ago. I think the paperwork shows that stuff so I don't know why I'm telling you this.
No one will actually see this message right? Like, other than the recruitment office? No hazzing from the officers? They kinda like me so I don't want them to see this if it fails. Something about that makes me think I'd not be friends with them anymore.
I'm just joining because I miss seeing my sister. She's got this idea she should be doing something and you take so much of her time. Maybe if I join up I can see her more? Not like I'm really doing anything myself. Sitting around is boring... Just like, take me please? I'm fit... Kinda. I know how to run for a long time. I did it while I was bored on Cambridge. That and play games. I don't know what else to say.
So yeah.
[Coughing is heard]
I like Liberty and all. I also miss my home. I'd like it to be safe and Liberty is helping with that. Plus I like the people in the Navy. Most are nice and I like what they do.
Guten tag, so, I have taken a few hours of rest after the last few incidents, I can't believe it really happened *she sighs*, I have decided the best thing I could do to uncover this mystery of mine would be to enlist in the navy and is the only thing I am good at, I haven't really done much else in my life but fly a combat ship, I guess transport escorting could work, but it won't really help me in any way. If anyone remembers, I mentioned something about a diary, to keep things short and not bore everyone, here's an entry from it E/>CODE=555 it also contains some extra information that should probably be removed, I will edit that later.
So I guess some might ask why I am here well, I will tell you the short story, if you want the long story I will put an entry to something else. I guess some people just won't forget about the past, everywhere they go they bring it with them. It affects everyone even those on the wrong side, I was on the wrong side. A planned ambush by my own superiors against me, lock out from stations and later on even bartenders trying to kill you with a half broken bottle! So uh- hang on, I said short story, so yeah, my most logical option, safest that is, was to seek refuge in Liberty. I mentioned an entry haven't I? Alright, here it is for those who want to hear me talk even more. E/>CODE=001
So I guess this should do, I hope, I have completed the rest of steps, correctly I hope, oh yeah, here is the extra information required.
Name: Natalia Wolfer Age: 23 Birthplace: Leipzig Station, Dresden Gender: Female Height: 5'8'' Weight: 125 Relatives: Amand and Gerda Wolfer Previous Fields of Work: Military service Experience: 5 years of military service Timezone: GMT+1 SKYP-3: ulfsarkhuskarl
From:Vice Admiral Roy Sanders, LNS Missouri, New York System To:Liberty Navy Recruitment Channel Encryption:Medium Priority:High
Applicants Wolfer and Knocks, you have both been accepted as recruits and should kit yourselves out with Executioner class fighters at the earliest possible opportunity.
Wolfer, I understand circumstances are rather exceptional for you. Fly well and fight well however and you can rest assured that your loyalties will not be in doubt by myself or any other ranking officer of the Navy. Now is your time to prove that the tenacity of Rheinland's pilots is more than just a myth, regardless of which side you're fighting for.
COMM ID:Admiral Alan Polstari TARGET ID:Pending Applicants SUBJECT:Application Results ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Medium
Greetings.
The following notice is issued to the pending applicants.
Applicants Jones Aran and Malachy Marshall, your applications to the Primary Fleet have been ACCEPTED. Report to West Point Academy for outfitting of your Executioner class Heavy Fighter for the standard probationary period of eight (8) hours. You will be receiving secured Sky-P3 links shortly. Welcome to the Navy.
Applicant James Barret, after review and consideration your application is DENIED.
To:Liberty Navy Comm ID:Jean-Prieur.DuPlessis Subject ID:Application for Enlistment
Name:Jean-Prieur Du Plessis
Age:19
BirthPlace:Champagne System-Unknown Station
Height:"6.1"
Weight":92KG
Relatives:None
Previous Fields of Workrotection Detail and Trader escort
Experience:1Year of fighter and freighter Combat(//:5 years of FL)
TimeZone:+2 GMT
Skype ID:conadp
Biography:Born in 802A.S in Champagne System Unknown Base.Jean-Prieur grew up close with his family.His Father was in the GRN and was away constantly on Assignments he longed for his father each time he was gone.He Enjoyed each moment with his father and family that he had.At the age of 16 his father taught him how to fly,defend him self and showed him the system.On a day he wanted to see a Gallic Flagship begging his father to make arrangements for it and a day later he went.He grew to love the Navy and chose to follow his father into the Navy.By the time Jean-Prieur returned home there was nothing left all destroyed by unlawfull Assault fleet Hours earlier.A GRN patrol passed by and ignored his cry for help,fulled with sadness and despair he left Gallic to start a new Life.He traveled to the New York System helping traders and repairing Ships.When he became of Age he decided to join the Liberty Navy and try to Honor his father and family.
Greetings! I’m talking now from the Fuchu Prison in Shikoku. You see I’m not a prison, actually my mother Irene Krasova is a scientist in Cryer Pharmaceuticals. I was a trader before the two years. Now, I’m working with my mother and I carry pharmaceuticals for company. [sigh] If my father see this, probably he doesn’t like this situation. He was always wants see me in the Navy as a good soldier. But he won’t see this, last year he died by a pirate attack. Anyway, it is not our subject. I’m sending this transmission, because I’d like to be a member of Navy. I think, time has come. It’s my childhood dream, also my father. I grew up with the navy stories in my whole life. I feel be ready to join to the Navy. I fought the pirates in my trader life and you see I’m alive and I’d like to use my power secure the Liberty Space.
I was talked with some Navy members. In their opinion, I can handle it.
If I have to die, this will be for Liberty! Otherwise I won’t die as a trader or my mother’s courier.
If you let me service to Navy, I'll never give up to secure the our space. My ship Mielmitand will be at your service, when I back to Liberty Space.
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