Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[Exploration]

It was a cold day outside the recruitment office. Raining as always, that didn't help her confidence at all. Zoe had been recommended by the captain of the HMS Conqueror to join the Primary fleet, though she had no self confidence of her abilities.
She had been known for tactics during combat situations which lead the Conqueror to the nickname of "Only our spirit cannot be Conquered". Brandon Johnson, captain of the ship decided she deserved more from her career, and put her name forward to the Recruitment office.
As she sits in the waiting room, her name is called and follows an officer inside a room, she sits down as the door closes behind her.

A stern looking officer sitting behind a desk looks up from a file which she presumed was hers
"Zoe Avant, Correct?"
She seems taken by surprise but quickly answers
"Yes, sir."
The Officer closes the folder quietly, folding his arms
"Well, Miss Avant. I have been reading your record and it seems you have made quite a name for yourself aboard the HMS Conqueror."
She nods slowly"I was recommended by the Captain of the ship to become part of Primary fleet for that reason. As the Executive Officer, Ive drawn up the battle plans for the ship, and taken command when the Captain was unable to do so."
The Officer nods once"Your record is very good. It seems that you indeed planned a defensive operation during a Gallic attack. It was successful and that catches my eye".
She nods once in respect and the officer continues"You shall be contacted once we have made a decision Miss Avant. Thank you for your time"
She stands, nods once again in respect and walks out. She wonders to herself why she is doing this as she was filling out a form at the front desk. However in her heart she knew it was the right thing to do.

[Thunderer]

• Miss Zoe Avant, we are very pleased with your past actions. Thus, we think you deserve to be given the rank of Lieutenant. Welcome. And do not fail us.
  

Admiral George R. Hall

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Bretonian Treaty Database Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Center
Bretonian Charter of Interstellar Law Bretonian Secrets Act

[EoZNightingale]

Recruitment Officer: "Will mister Nightingale please come up to the desk!"

*Sweaty palms, a bead of sweat forming on the left brow*.

EoZ Nightingale: "Sir, EoZ Nightingale reporting for duty, sir!"

Recruitment officer: *Sceptic look*. "Son, are you sure you know where you are? This is the recruitment for the Bretonia Armed Forces, don't you have school or something to attend?"

EoZ Nightingale: "Sir, I know exactly where I am at, sir! This is what I have been wanting for as long as I can remember! I never knew my father well, but from the stories I've heard he was quite a fighter."

Recruitment officer: "So tell me, mister. What use are you for an armed force like this? If I would guess I would think that your mother would pilot a fighter better then you..."

EoZ Nightingale: *A sad look flashes over his face at the mention of his mother* "Sir, my mother passed away in an encounter with rogue pirates about a year ago. Ever since I have been trying to support myself by running trades and mining, but I do not intend to end up as a bitter miner at old age. I am quite adept at piloting, it has been in the family since very early."

Recruitment officer: "Ah what the heck son. Sign here and I will see what the higher up's say, you are 18 though, right?" *Looks him over with scrutiny*

EoZ Nightingale: "Thank you sir, I am 19 years old. I will not disappoint you sir!"

Recruitment officer: "Nothing is final yet, we will be in touch!"

EoZ Nightingale: *Walks out off the door with a slightly straighter back, far less nervous now*

[Xelon]

. EoZ Nightingale, your request to join the Armed Forces is being checked over.
In the meantime sign the documents which have been sent to you.

[Ivan90]

It was rainy day when Ivan "BijeliVuk" decided to join Bretonia Armed Forces. When he came to recruitments officer, officer asked him:
-" How may i help you lad?"

Ivan replied.
-" I want to join Bretonia Armed Forces. What i must do to prove myself?"

Then Officer replied:
-" Tell me something about you."

Ivan:
-" Well, my life is not happy story. My desire to join Bretonia Armed Forces are my way of heling in defence of Bretonia space, and by defending that, i defend my family who lives on Leeds. I'm not joining Bretonia Armed Forces without knowlage how to fly and use ship to fulliest of it's capacity. I was flying civilian Raven's Talon for quite some time and by flying it i deserved callsign "BijeliVuk" from my fighting friends as i always attacked in group to ensure destruction of designated target. After coupe of such freelance missions i've found a young girl in her escape pod amongst debris floating around. She was slave for one of Mollys pilots. After i saved her, we have fell in love, and after couple of month we got married. She's at home right now probably worring how i behave in front of officer. But i'm sure she knows that i won't emabarase her or myself. So officer, if you want to know anything more feel free to ask me."

Officer:
-" Well, lad, you have good story but I alone can't allowe you entrance into Bretonia Armed Forces. Leave me your contact information and one of our senior offiers will contact you."

Ivan:
-"Thanks officer, will await that call. Goodbye."

[lIceColon]

A group of excited young fellows playfully entered into the recruitment office.
For just a second the recruitment officer squinted at just how young these - boys - were.
Without further prompting, the newcomers launched into their presentation

Hello sir, we would like to sign up for the army
us, as a collective
Bretonia is in a time of need
we are patriots
we will make our mums and dads proud
and repel those damn space french
Yeah!
I'm certain our physical abilities will impress you
they certainly impressed Meg last night
oi shut up Terry
no you shut up
you guys are messin up the presentation! ah, sir
ever since we were young

the recruitment officer blinked

we dreamed of taking to the stars for the queen
We love the queen
i love the queen
don't mind Graham hes just a patriot
I love the queen so much, i wanna mmmmmmfffff
what he means is sir is that he wants to serve the queen, like all of us
we are very qualified sir
i think
we are prepared, we play
train every day in our local simulation center
well not during the games
yes during the games, we train everyday - football can wait
here are our files, you can read through them

We'll uhhh get back to you... fine young? err gentlemen

have a nice day sir
we look forward to serving with you

The boys bow, and then leave.

Just like I served meg
Shut up, Terry, god you're a cu

And out of earshot they go.

The files:
Call of Queen's military arcade certificate of completion ($50):
1. Tommy Izzard, 15 19, Simulation Ranking: Gunner [15kb]
2. George Cook, 16 19, Simulation Ranking: Gunboat Pilot [60kb]
3. Terry Cleese, 14 19, Simulation Ranking: Tactics, Stewardess [34mb]
4. Graham Stone, 19 19, Simulation Ranking: Pilot, Gunner [72kb]
5. Steve Idle, 16 19, Simulation Ranking: Security, Gunner [1mb]
6. Seth Milligan, 18 19, Simulation Ranking: Communications [4.3kb]
for entertainment purposes only

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No atmosphere? GTFO.
The propeller is the greatest invention of all time.

[Cashew]

A man walks slowly into the office and sits down on the chair provided, the officer looked up at him,
"So I'm guessing you want to join the army?"

"Yes sir." His voice was quiet and he seemed quite young.

"Well, have you had any experience?"

"Well I did do some work on a Destroyer. HMS-Gladiator."

"There's a start. I'm sure we can find you a training course to have you flying in no time." The officer smiles.

"Thank you sir."

"So tell me, why did you want to be a captain of a vessel?"

"My Commanding Officer recommended I did sir."

"Well, he must have saw something in you then maybe I underestimated you."

"Well I'm not sure about that but I think I could do a good job."

"Thank you for coming in to talk to me....I didn't catch your name?"

"Williams, Charles Williams. Good day sir."

He walks out into the rain hoping the letter will come soon.

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[Xelon]

. Ivan Bijelivuk, your request to join the Armed Forces is being checked over.
In the meantime sign the documents which have been sent to you.

. Group of amusing lads, your request to join the Armed Forces is under review.
Sign the documents that have been sent to you.

[Sparx]

"Joshua James Belik" The receptionist yelled.

Joshua who was not the biggest of figures but had the confidence of a roaring lion and the brains of a genius walked into the office B6.

The clunking of the metal floor against his shoes did slightly unnerve him.

He sat down in the conveniently placed chair, he was slowly letting his eyes wander onto the many medals placed on the walls.

"Tell me son why do you want to join the army?" The rather muscular recruiter said to him whilst turning on the voice recorder.

"Well my family has a very long and inspirational history with the army so I felt honoured in the time of need of this colony to take up the reigns of war!" He held his smirk back trying not to show how impressed he was with himself.

The officer smiled "So a true patriot to our country we don't have many of them any more, nether more have you had any previous experience?

"Yes sir my father who used to be in a very well highly ranked fighter squadron once taught me how to fly and said I was a natural talent for it. Sadly he could not be here today he died on Leeds with his men"

Once he had stopped speaking the officer continued "Well you sound like a very useful asset to our army I will review this further later" The recruiter turns off the voice recorder.

Joshua eager to get home to his family walked out of the recruitment centre into the pouring rain filled world named "New London". Waiting for a letter of acceptance to arrive, one day he thought to himself one day.

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[Xelon]

Checking the latest bunch of files Hayther filed those that were fit for duty and the failed bunch.
It was a slow process and stitting in cramped space wasn't any good either.

At least those singing lads were good for some amusement. Not much left to laugh at these days.

Hayther continued to file...

. Ivan Bijelivuk, the documents which you have signed have shown that you're not fit for duty, your request to join the Armed Forces is thus denied.

. collective singing boys, the files which have been filed out are in order and you have passed the tests.
You'll be shown to your units and Fleets soon. Welcome to the Armed Forces ensigns.

. Charles Williams and Joshua James Belik, your requests to join the Armed Forces are under review.
Sign the documents that have been sent to you.