Bio: Was born in Rhienland in a trader family, and followed that way of trading, which is how i got my money. Then, when i was in a system that i used to cut through to make a run faster, an outcast interceptead me, asking me to drop my cargo. I said that this cargo is just going to Kusari, and that i could just pay a fine. But he seemed a bit trigger happy, and said "fine then!" and shot me down, right as a patrol of Corsairs who were going on a raid came and picked me up. They killed the outcast, dropped me off, and procceded to keep going on the raid. I found a starflyer at that base, and went to Gamma to buy my ship, and claim myself a Corsair. It brings me back to now, me, in a Corsiar Bomber, but havent joined any Corsair group yet. I would request that i could keep my bomber? I am very good with it, more of a cap ship bomber, but have even taken out a nomad fighter with it, so i have my expireance. I hope you can accept me...
(...SNAP, i'll have to do the test for the THIRD time now. I dont have the questions, though.)
Skills: Teamwork, surveillance, patrolling and carrying out raids in hostile territory. Able to survive harsh circumstances. Experienced with the blade and pistol.
Studied intergalactic law, with master degree in military law.
Reason for joining: Descendant from a proud family of Corsairs, it is my duty and destiny to take up arms against our sworn enemies.
Biography: The Socorro family is a true Corsair family with a proud history. Our direct ancestors launched their escape pods from the Hispania to settle on our beloved Crete.
I myself have been brought up on Crete, by loving but high demanding parents. From early on I was trained in the ways of self defense. I learned to be creative and to adapt to my environment. As my father was a smuggler of artifacts and food supplies, I learned many of my traits from him.
From the age of 14 I assisted my father in the smuggling of artifacts, and from the age of 18 I took over my father’s ship and continued his endeavors to finance our empire.
However, on one of my recent smuggling trips, I have lost our family ship to the treacherous Rheinland Military. Enraged and ashamed, I was able to survive the onslaught and directed my escape pod to the nearest neutral base. From there I found my way back to my home planet of Crete, by the help of another Corsair.
Now the time has come for me to take the fight to our enemies. All my life, I have heard many great stories about The Brotherhood. All of them do justice to the credo: Honor, Dignity, Pride. I am ready to do my part and serve The Brotherhood to the best of my ability.
Socorro, Excellent bio Hermano, we would be honored to have you serve beside us. How could we deny a Corsair of such honorable blood
Josh, you have been accepted into the Brotherhood on a provisional basis. We do this with all non-corsair applicants. You will be responsible to Centurion Vincent Valentine, we shall be your instructor in the ways of the Brotherhood.
Welcome Hermanos. We hope you will bring nothing but honor to the Brotherhood.
Your first step is to make a new character, name the character [+]Firstname.Lastname. For example, my character would be [+]Miguel.Sephardi.
Now Brothers comes your first test. You must get from Manhattan to Crete without assistance. Be careful because it is a dangerous journey in a starflier. When you arrive in Omicron Gamma, dock on planet Crete and await a time you can rendezvous with Centurion Valentine, who will set you up with a Titan and armament for it, as well as give you help in acquiring your Corsair tag and ID. Centurion Valentine is the best the Brotherhood has to offer, it would do you well to listen to him and learn from him.
You will also need to get access to the Brotherhood secure comms channel. You will need a program called skype to access the channel. Please secure this program, and forward your contact information to myself via pm.
Hermanos, you stand on the verge of a great destiny, the opportunity to fight for the great Corsair nation. If you think you have what it takes, make the trip from Manhattan to Crete, and we will be awaiting you there.
Skills: I am an experienced navigator and i am well versed in most all of the trade routs. I also have a military background. I have a third level ship repair certificate.
Reason: i have traveled far as a boy and heard much of the brotherhood. I know that you are honerable
and that you are proud warriors, you are the only ones that i beleve can help me complete my life quest and find the Dom'Kavosh
As a child i was stranded on a near lifeless planet in the unknown systems. and was forced to Jerry rig my fathers crashed combat ship combining it with parts from a nomad gunboat, which my father shot down just before we crashed. After i left the unknown world i spent 600 years in cryo sleep. Until i was found by a trader in the Pennsylvania system. Who took me as his own. I spend 13 years growing up on a small transport with my adopted father. However there were always things i could not explain.Like how i sometimes seemed to know about events in other parts of the galixy before they even happened. Many strange things have followed me through my journeys but none more strange then, when I met my first alien lifeform. It happened one night on Manhatten, we had stopped to refuel and i went for a walk around the spaceport. Just up the street from a bar I happened apon a man
standing before a strange glowing creature. I had just rounded a corner the when glowing creature used a weapong I had never seen before
and reduced the man to cinders. It happened so fast i did not even have time to run away. A moment later the alien was standing right in front of me stering into my eyes as if searching for something. I closed my eyes thinking this was the end and my life was over. After few a minutes i opened my eyes and i was completly alone. The alien was gone but he left behind many unansered questions. So now i searched the galaxy looking for what i now know as the Dom'Kavosh who I know have the answers i seek, the secert of my past and the reson for my being
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Can you guess the charator that said that?.
Hint: all the movies
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Name : Anito Carvinez
In game name : Wrath
Age : 30
Skill : Interceptor / Excellent Strategy
Ship flies : Titan , Praetorian
Respected Sir,
I am Anito Carvinez son of Istiban Carvinez. My father was a fierce pilot who used to fly Titan for brotherhood long ago. One day he and his patrolling party was ambushed by an Outcast attack group when they are patrolling in omicron Theta . As they are greatly outnumbered to Outcast gunship and cruisers they died after a short fight. One of my fathers friend who strangely maneged to shake them and get away from there told me the story later.
I now am able to take the revenge and I swear that i will. It would be good for me if you let me fly under your proud banner and let me prove my ability
I am playing discovery Sp from 7 months and on RP Server i played for 2 months.
I will be grateful if u please enlist me in your squad
The recruitment computer sparked to life and started processing Wrath's background check. Finally, after nearly an hour of waiting, the screen lit up with a short test....
Please answer these as best you can, no multiple choice, and be glad we removed the essay portion...
"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."
' Wrote:The recruitment computer sparked to life and started processing Wrath's background check. Finally, after nearly an hour of waiting, the screen lit up with a short test....
Please answer these as best you can, no multiple choice, and be glad we removed the essay portion...
Skills: I am an adequate fighter pilot, that with some training can become something much greater. i also have some experience in running trade routes.
Reason: After running trade routes for the majority of my life i had enough of the corruption of all the house police forces, and the abuse of power running through them. i decided to join the cosairs and apply for the brotherhood, as this would be the best way for me to take my revenge and teach the corrupt governments that people will not bow down and obey them.
Bio: Born on his fathers Advanced Train in the middle of Omega 41, Normak was raised to be a pilot. his father tought him everything he knew about flighing transport ships. At the age of 16 his father bought him a starflier and told him to make his own way in the sirius sector. By the age of 18 he was flying a Camara for Deep Space Engineering between coloardo and new berlin. For two years everything was going fine, but one day when returning from new berlin, on a trade route he had traveled hundreds of times a LSF operative demanded that he hault, complying fully he quickly brought his ship so a stop. Not doing anything wrong he thought all would be well if he complied and there would not be too much of a delay, the LSF operative demanded that he eject his cargo and leave liberty space. Not having and contriband onboard and having all his credits in his cargo, he asked why. The LSF operative then became hostile, and began to count down from 10 saying that he was not complying. Normak then ask to speak with one of his superior officers, to which the responce was to destroy his ship and tractor his esacpe pod. Normak then spent the next year onboard a prison station, and decided that once he was relesed he would spend the rest of his life fighting against so called "Law and Order" and destroy any form of it that he came into contact with.
PS: If you require any further information or details do not hesitate to contact directly
Normak Valdez
A bullet may have your name on it, but a torpedo is addressed "to whom it may concern"
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