[LN] Liberty Navy First Fleet Recruitment

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ID: Isaac Feynman

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• Name: Isaac Feynman
  
• Age: 32
  
• Birthplace: Planet Curacao
  
• Gender: Male
  
• Height: 6' 1"
  
• Weight: 62 Kg
  
• Relatives: Lucille and Melville Arthur Feynman (Parents), no siblings.
  
• Previous Fields of Work: Quantum Physics and Jump Drive engineering research
  
• Experience: Senior science officer at Kodiak Research Station
  
• Timezone: US CDT
  
• SKYP-3: Giggle.Snort

Bio:
Born to encouraging and financially stable parents, I was put through one of the best schools and universities in liberty. During my time at universities, one of my mentors recognized a potential in me. He was impressed enough with me that he put in a good word for me at the LSF's research division. Shortly after that, I was contacted by the LSF and after going though a more than thorough background check and interrogations, I was accepted as a junior research assistant at a low-level research station on planet California. At the time, I felt that I was in a job I was over-qualified for. However, I soon realized that I was just being tested on my loyalty to Liberty. I received an invitation to work at the Kodiak Research station as junior researcher. After having a few lucky breakthroughs, I was once again sent an even bigger invitation: A fat salary and an opportunity to work at the Eureka Research Station with some of the best scientist Sirius ever saw. However, I soon grew tired of the endless security inspections and officers constantly hindering in my research and questioning everything I did. So I moved back to Kodiak. After spending more than a decade here, I developed a want for some more excitement. Physics has it's music, but it has now grown on me and I'm looking to serve in the Navy. Hopefully some field experience would help me refresh my perspective and realize the priorities of Liberty in it's current state.

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Name: Jason May

Age: 23

Birthplace: Planet Manhattan

Gender: Male

Height: 179cm

Weight: 83.5 kg

Relatives: Jack May - Father, Priscilla May - Mother

Timezone: GMT+0/1

SKYP-3: Judge-Alpha

Experience: Graduated Liberty's Combatant Academy with Merit.

Previous fields of work:

N/A

Biography:

I was born in to a patriotic family on Planet Manhattan. My father being a retired Liberty Navy Pilot himself, my mother as a Planetary Forensic Officer. I was raised in a middle class environment, Known as one of the more withdrawn children throughout school. I was more "work focused" as oppose to the socialites within Manhattan's Secondary School, My grades being beyond exceptional, I kept out of trouble, even more so being free of all exemption, allowing me to have a more academic focused life. My father took it upon himself to enroll me in Liberty's combatant academy, I guess being the paper freak I was throughout school urged him to do so, perhaps it was an attempt to get me to come out of my shell, I disagreed with him to start with, as I grew comfortable with the idea of becoming a forensic officer like my mother before me, however it certainly got me out of this shell I resided in for such a long time.

During the years I spent within the academy, I developed a passion for flying, however, I had remnants of my old ways co existing within the recent changes I made. Finding it hard to "fit in" with the other pilots and lacking social stability, I was becoming further withdrawn socially, I took up smoking one day after the stresses of becoming a "loner" and who would of guessed that smoking would of changed it all, some how people thought I was more approachable, quite entertaining knowing that smoking a cigarette became the social platform I needed to enter the "friend zone" nevertheless I continued through the academy with the small bunch of friends I had quite happily, growing more comfortable participating in team based events within the academy whilst maintaining the initiative I always had.

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[Jane Hartman]

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COMM ID: Commander Jane Hartman
TARGET ID: Flight Candidates Johnson, Parker, Feynman, May
SUBJECT: Recruitment
ENCRYPTION: Low
PRIORITY: Moderate

Candidates,

Your applications have been received and are currently undergoing initial screening by the Officer Selection Board. You will be contacted with the results upon the board's conclusion.

I wish each of you the best of luck in your application.

Regards,

Jane Hartman
Commander
Logistics Corps Head
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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Name: John McMuffin
Age: 37
Birthplace: Planet Denver, Colorado
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10" / 178 cm
Weight: 166lbs / 75 kg
Relatives: John McMuffin (father), Tatyana Doe (mother)
Previous Fields of Work: Trader, Ex- lieutenant of the 41st Naval Task Force
Timezone: UTC/GMT +1 hour
SKYP-3: darknight2828


Bio:
Born on planet Denver in the Colorado System. In my youth I flyed often with my fathers ship. Then I tryed to work with my Father in the Mines of Denver. But it wasn't the right Job for me. I didnt know what to do about my live so, i went on the wrong track. I startet to rob and steal from other people and for that, i feel intense shame up to this day.
One day the Police cought me. They gived me the choice. To go in the Jail or to the Navy. I decided to go to the Navy, in the thinking that it would be cool to fight against the unlawfulls in Liberty. But i got throwed in a small room with only a knife and tons of patatoes and onions. For 2 years i peeled patatoes and onions, cooked the food for the officers and the soldiers, washed their Uniforms and polished their shoes. After 2 years they sayed i can leave now. That was over 10 years ago.
After i leaved the Navy i decided to see the Universe. I began to trade, i thinked with the trading i do, i could see the whole Universe and make some money fast. I seen a lot of other Systems and Colonies. One day i got a deal with a miner. He sayed that we should go mining for silver in the Humbolt System and bring it to California Minor. I got a deal with him that he gets 50% of the money. I traveled from California to Magellan and there the dangerous part began:
It was a Route that was not patrolled by any Lawfulls, no Tradelines and no one who would helped me. From Magellan i took the Jumphole to Kansas and from there the Jumphole to Humbolt. There the Miner waited for me. He mined and i delivered, over and over always in the danger to get captured by a pirate. One day thats what happened, i met many pirates that wanted money from me but that pirate wanted over 100 million Credits. I decided to not give it to him and runned for my live. But he got me and destroyed my ship and my Cargo. I managed to get to my escape pod. After 3 days a Zoner found me and saved my life. I'm very thankful for his help.
He brought me to Planet Manhatten, there i thinked about many thinks. How i seen this Universe, with his Unlawfulls and terrosisim. So i decided to join the Navy to fight agains all this injustice and maybe beacause a little bit of revange. So i joined the 41st Naval Task Force and fighted in the war agains Rheinland. But i left because i couldn't stand all the fights and deaths that were caused between the fight of Rheinland and Liberty. I left Liberty and tryed to recover somewhere more peaceful. But the recent events that includes the war between Bretonia and Gallia made me think. Gallia started a war, a war which already reached our border and a war which they will win, if not everybody fights against them. I will not allow that someone takes away my Home and threat everybody in it!

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COMM ID: Admiral Alan Polstari
TARGET ID: Pending Applicants
SUBJECT: Application Results
ENCRYPTION: Low
PRIORITY: Medium

Greetings, applicants.

After careful review the Libery Navy Review Board has made the following determinations.

Applicants Isaac Feynman and Jason May, your applications are ACCEPTED. You are to report to West Point Military Academy for induction into the Primary Fleet. You will be outfitted with your Executioner class Heavy Fighter which you will fly for the mandatory probationary period of eight (8) hours. You will be receiving formal Sky-P3 links shortly.

Applicants Chris Hart and John McMuffin, due to inconsistencies and errors within your submissions we must list your applications as DENIED at this time. We encouraged you to re-evaluate your answers and information and apply again at another date. We wish you the best on your future endeavours.

Applicant Penny Johnson, we were unable to find a completed questionaire that we could evaluate. We must therefore put a stamp of DENIED on your application. We encourage your to re-apply once you fill out the appropriate paperwork.

Thank each of you again for your interest in serving the Republic.

Admiral Polstari, signing off.

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Name: Rico

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Name: Marisa Marshall
Age: 25
Gender: F
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 63kg
Parentage: Jason Marshall, Anna Marshall
Previous Fields of Work:

• Waitress - Mahoney's, Planet Cambridge (2 weeks)
  
• Heavy Lifter Pilot - Weatherly Orbital Construction Ltd. (5 years)
  

Experience: Like, combat experience? Uh, nada. The sims are real fun, though.
Timezone: GMT
SKYP-3 Communication Details: quicquid

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Right, uh, is this thing on? Okay, good.

Man, is it awkward talkin' to a microphone.

[There is an audible sigh.]

Okay, uh, my name's Marisa Marshall - Mum thought the name was pretty; she got it out of a book - and I wanna join the Liberty Navy. I guess you mighta figured that one out by now. Yeah.

Uh, I was born on Planet Leeds - ya know, the one with Gauls all over it right now - and it was pretty okay, I guess. That's what I was told, anyway.

[There is a brief pause]

Actually, no, it was kinda crap. Or woulda been. It's kinda polluted. Like, a lot polluted. Mum moved us just after we were born, 'cause she didn't want me breathing in all them chemicals and smog and stuff. Dunno how she got the permits for relocation, 'specially to Cambridge of all places, but all I know is I don't think I'd've liked growin' up back on Leeds nearly as much. We went back a coupla times to visit the relatives - just a week or so, you know? - and man, it was friggin' rank. Nothin' like good old home.

Anyway, uh...normal childhood life, yada yada - attached all the files on that stuff already - um...

Oh, reason for applying. Probably shouldn't forget that, huh?

[There is a nervous laugh, followed by some muttering.]

Man, it's really awkward talkin' to a microphone.

Uh, well, I moved to Liberty about a year ago - you can double-check all the immigration paperwork an' all, I'll send a copy along with this - 'cause Cambridge wasn't doing it for me any more. Call it wanderlust or whatever. The economy's doin' crap back home as well, what with the Gauls wreckin' us and all. Frig all jobs or anything, 'less you wanna enlist or something. That kinda sucks. I woulda joined the Armed Forces, but - and I don't wanna sound like I'm not patriotic or somethin' - but they haven't been doin' much good for a while now. I mean, first Kusari and now some French house nobody'd even heard of before now? Seriously? I mean, I just haven't got the confidence in 'em.

But anyway, uh, I figured I could do somethin' to help. Since Liberty's at war, as well. And get paid for doin' it, right? I know it's dangerous work, and I'm not exactly a veteran merc or anythin', but I figure I got the motivation and all covered. That's half the battle, right? And don't get me wrong, I know all the Gallia stuff's just a small part of what the Navy does. I'm still willin' to take the whole lot on, you know? Policin' and all. And dealing with the Rheinboys. Never really liked those lot anyway. I know how to follow orders, an' all.

[There is another, longer pause.]

Uh - is that everything? I guess so, right?

Look, uh, if you guys want anythin' cleared up or I forgot to mention something real vital or anythin', just message me back, okay? I got you guys on high-priority notifications, so I'll be sure to receive it.

Um... bye.

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COMM ID: Admiral Alan Polstari
TARGET ID: Pending Applicant
SUBJECT: Application Results
ENCRYPTION: Low
PRIORITY: Medium

Greetings.

After careful review the Libery Navy Review Board has made the following determination.

Applicant Marisa Marshall, your application is ACCEPTED. You are to report to West Point Military Academy for induction into the Primary Fleet. You will be outfitted with your Executioner class Heavy Fighter which you will fly for the mandatory probationary period of eight (8) hours. You will be receiving formal Sky-P3 links shortly.

Welcome to the Navy.

Admiral Polstari, signing off.

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Title: Transferring from Liberty Navy Reserves
Sender: Ensign Allen Hunter

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Name:

• Allen Hunter (// Shipname: Hunterr)
  

Age:

• 34
  

Birthplace:

• Texas System, Farm on surface of Planet Houston.
  

Gender:

• Male
  

Height:

• 6'3
  

Weight:

• 190 lb.
  

Relatives:

• Father: Deceased.
  
• Mother: Deceased
  
• Siblings: One Brother, Location unknown.
  

Previous Fields of Work:

• Escort for Agiera Transports,
  
• Liberty Navy
  

Experience:

• Achieved a Bachelors Degree in Law Enforcement and Criminal Justice at the National College of Dallas on planet Houston. Served in Liberty Navy for an extended amount of time before retiring due to personal reasons.
  

Timezone:

• Central Standard Time
  

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Allen Hunter was established as a farmer on Planet Houston at an early age in his life, After years of work on this plantation, his father perished from a fatal equipment malfunction. Aside from taking away their father, the family lost their only source of income, the malfunction leaving the farm hazardous, inevitably causing it to be shut down. At the age of 21, Allen left his home to get a education, He completed the basic course in Law Enforcement, using it to obtain a job. He found himself joined to Agiera as a escort. For Eight Years he flied under their banner, soon resigning and joining under the Liberty Navy. For another year he flew with the Navy. Soon after his 30th birthday, he received the call that his mother had died. Hearing this news, he removed himself from all his current positions, switching to the Liberty Navy Reserve. Renting a small civilian vessel to assist with his travels, He returned his Avenger to the LN and dissapeared for years, losing almost all contact with the Navy.

During this time he returned to his studies, enrolling at the Richmond Military Academy in Virginia System, after four years he managed to achieve a degree in both Law Enforcement and Criminal Justice. A side-effect of his intense studies and self-made hermitage, He had all but lost contact with his brother, their relationship straining with the loss of their parents. After years of silence, he received one last call from a comrade of his brother. He had been abducted while conducting a trip for his company. With his brother being the last sole member of his family, he set out in search of him. Deciding that transferring from the Reserve back into the Liberty Navy would be his best chance for gaining information on his brother, and preventing actions such as this occurring for others, he set out, a shell of what he used to be.

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Message Sent from:
Allen Hunter
Sender's Location:
Richmond Military Academy; Virginia


Attachments:
Copy of Previous Application Transmission:

• Files Sent
  
• Declaration of Acceptance

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