Skills: I have flown very heavy fighter. And the skill is improving every day with every fight. A skill comes naturally when you are surrounded by enemy.
Reason why you chose us: Costa family has served corsairs for many centuries now its my turn to fulfill my and my family destiny.
Biography:
My father and mother are good coretz people. I am their 6th son and the youngest. I always had interest in ship designing at the age of 15 I made much ship design. And the day came when my first ship stood in our home backyard to touch the limit of sky. My family was happy with my achievement and I took off to, in a short I was flying in corsairs space. I was enjoying but suddenly bounty hunters attacked me I fought them and managed to kill 2 of them but they were many, I send a signal for help and Elder came to rescue me. His wing helped me to reach Crete. He was impressed with my fighting skills and invited me to join Brotherhood so I am here....
2. Age
17
3. Your skills
First of all I am skilled in escorting, helping and protecting. I am very usefull in teams. (Teamwork is my speciality) I am also skilled in fighting.
4. Reason why you chose us
I choose the corsairs because it is the only right thing to do. The Corsairs are the only people whom I can trust. They are the future, and the only way to seek true meaning of life is through The Brotherhood
5. Your biography (at least 10 lines)
After the destruction of the Union Of Gold clan months ago, I decided to start a new life. I went from everything to nothing in the bag and I wanted to be useful again.
both of my parents were humans, but died on a traderoute from Manhatten to Crete by Outcasts. Why I do not know.
It made me furious and since I found out that the Brotherhood were enemies with them, I wanted to have a revenge stronger than anything in this Galaxy. This is why I seek strength, and prosperity with The Brotherhood
The Outcasts were my old allies. But now I see the truth behind them and their allies ! I have hated them for years now, and now it is time to rise up and do something about it.
I was foolish once to be an enemy of the corsairs. But I have chosen the right side now and will always support them and their allies. I know now Corsairblood runs through my veins, and the Outcast are about to be destroyed.
Revenge is a dish best served cold!
Skills: Alredy has been a Corsair for awhile now, before was a trader.
Why: I have been a Corsair for a while now, independant, helping other Corsairs in trouble, stuff like that. I thought that joining the Brotherhood would be a good idea so i can take more outcast down!
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...
3. I, Miguel Cid, am a fanatical warrior. I will engage the enemy, no matter their size or armament of their ships. I will fight until they blast the very guns from my ship. I am a decent pilot with anything that can mount large, powerful guns. I prefer to use only guns, and do not use any ammunition consuming weapons. Additionally, I have extensive knowledge of the ancient biblical scriptures of old Earth.
4. I am attempting to join the Brotherhood because they have great power. They will repel the Outcasts from our systems. Those fiendish drug dealers would consume the minds of millions. I would be honored to join such a fight.
5. I was born on the planet Crete in a unique monastery. They did not train only devotion to god, but fanatical skills. The monks were all retired veteran Corsair pilots. They taught us to hate our enemy, the Outcasts, with an insane fury. They taught us to be self sufficient. They taught us to use weapons that powered themselves. At the age of 18, they took us on a raid on an Outcast cardamine convoy. We killed them. We killed them all. Unfortunately, we were detected by a Bretonian Naval patrol. We were already wounded by the Outcasts, and the Bretonians killed so many of my brothers and sisters. I have sworn to avenge my fallen comrades, and will kill all Bretonians and Outcasts I encounter. They alone deserve the blame for the deaths of great people.
Skills: I am expirienced trader and little less expirienced fighter. I also good programmer and artist in photoshop.
Why you? Because i want my revenge!!!
About me: I am a young trader, my origin is unknown even to myself... 2 years ago i woke up in a ship owned by an old trader, he helped me recover from my injuries
I had an amnesia so i could not remeber what happend and who am i, he said that we were only survivors from an outcast atack on our convoy. I was there with my father who was one of the traders.
This man, Kevin was his name, did not know my father very well. He just said his name was Radovan and that we are from planet Croatia, i asked him to take me to that planet but he said that he never herd of it before he met my father.
He decided to take me with him and to teach me about trading, i also learned english from him. He tought me everything I know. Later i discovered that i was talented artist, i like to work in photoshop in my free time. Last year old man died and left me his ship.
I cointinued trading and i asked everyone I met about planet Croatia but noone ever herd of it... From the day i woke up hate was growing inside me and one day i decided to get my revenge! I sold my trade ship and bought "Dragon" Kusari heavy fighter and
begined with my revenge, since then i was killing Outcasts and their allies, but that was not enough because i was alone.And here i am, i decided to join Corsairs and fight against Outcasts!
*Vincent walks into his room after a long patrol through the omega's. He notices his Neural net blinking and logs on. To his suprise 3 new applications had been made to join the brotherhood.*
Amigos Josh, Cid and Slayer,
I have send you each a couple of questions that I need you to answer. These are a pivetal part of our process in making sure we recruit the right people. The Brotherhood has alot of power, but with that, comes responsibility, and we need our members to be able to uphold that.
I owe most of my piloting skills to my father who was an avid independant Corsair pilot. He would often take me as a child on his lap to manoeuver his newly bought Titan. He would take me along escort missions of food and goods going back and forth from Rheinland space. From a very young age I got accustomed to the most important Omega trade lanes and choke points. I sure know all the ins and outs of all this place.
Having made contacts in the smuggling circle, I discovered my gift for the crafts and decided to take on studies of Corsair Design and Jewelry. From that I specialised in design and smuggling ornaments made from artifact components. In which case plenty of business relations and diplomacy was required of me.
I can make just about anything out of very little, repair and tinker with any bits machinery, I'm the perfect handyman. My fighting and piloting skills are good but as I am still very young, I am eager to learn.
My reasons for joining the Brotherhood:
They are quite simple, since the uproar of events concerning HAF, I have been fairly undecided about the situation. Our father wanted to leave the Omegas for good until the conflict ceased, for a while I was ready to join HAF because I was naive to think of the old-establishment needing a good kick up the backside. I was like that mainly in defense to my father's authority. So he took us with him. Half-way through the trip, I simply realised my home was my home afterall and nobody else's, and especially not to be thrown away by some ignorant minority. So I explained to my father how I would take my leave from him and join the cause to fight HAF. Also, I would've left all my friends there, notably my fiancee, and that was too hard to bare.
So my reason to join the Brotherhood and fight HAF is mainly to get our family back together the way it was, and for my father and little brother to come back home sooner than later (and hopefully not never)...
Biography:
My life was mostly filled with a family torn apart by divorce and a mother who fled the Omegas for a more "prosperous" life in Liberty, away from what she called "savages" and "cannibals". My father never loved her, in all honesty that marriage was prechosen as an industry bond between my grandfather's manufacturing company and my mother's freight company. Our father was a simple tool, he knew it and hated it, but he had no choice. As soon as the contract between the 2 companies ended he took us away from Crete and fled to a hidden location in a system called Omega-5, at a base called Cadiz. Our mother didn't care anyway as she never inquired to contact or find us. Our father was an already fully licensed Corsair pilot, and I learned a lot of piloting from him this way. He would almost always take us on his dangerous escort missions. Life in Cadiz was prosperous and calm. Little politics and ideology going about the place had turned me into a fairly agnostic and weary character. Living next to a battlefield graveyard and taking regular trips through it with my brother had also raised our senses for the importance of communication and diplomacy. A virtue which, now, my father and brother being gone, an upcoming wife, and the HAF conflict raging, will be one of great value for these troubled times.
Our father only ever owned 3 ships, an M26 Gunboat, which he took to flee with, a Preatorian bomber which he left rusting away in our docks in Cadiz, and a Titan which, sadly, he'd sent to be stripped and recycled.
To my great amazement the Preatorian bomber was still quite intact and fitted with the same powerful weapons he'd managed to scavange from some far away systems. The bomber having been my father's long prefered ship during our childhood, meant that flying it wasn't a problem for me, as well as I knew I had no other choice.
(Um, I sent my PM with the test, and its been about a month or more, and i have gotten NO reply. Am I accepted? My name was Joshua in my app. Now i can't even find it here in the recruitment.)
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