Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: The money.
A small paragraph about you: Starting from a young age I have been extremely poor. I was abandoned as a child and forced to live on the hostile and unforgiving planet of Houston until finally managing to steal enough to break away and head to the stars. My fortunes there were not much better. For a time I tried to make use of the one thing Texas had in abundance, which is scrap. Sadly this did not prove to be a very profitable venture.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: Impykins (Dont judge)
(Don't worry, we won't release this outside the Marauders, unless we need to kill you~) Name: Jake Vallon Age: 23 Place of Origin: Planet Denver Previous jobs/roles: Synth Weed enthusiast, Funnyman extraordinaire Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: Money and the chance to, ya know, meet people man.
[b]A small paragraph about you: Well, from a young age, I grew up on Denver, as my dad was a head scientist at Cryer. Luckily for me, he was tasked with production and studying Synthetic Marijuana. Made family life fun when he brought his work home with him. Sadly though, I enjoyed too much of the Synth weed, and kinda lost interest in following my fathers footsteps. After I accidentally stole all his synth weed in his personal lab, he disowned me, and I ventured out on my own. Sadly, could never make enough money, and was constantly being thrown out or bards, clubs, and other fine establishments. It sucked man! Coincidentally, started developing my own strain of synth weed mixed with Floragro. Sadly, didn't pan out. So, thought I'd try my hand at piracy and smuggling, because if I can't have nice things, then no one can man! Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: You know it
Previous jobs/roles: I've been a Junker and have smuggled for a few years.
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: Mostly the money, but I think you'll find I can do more then just popping traders and running cargo around.
A small paragraph about you: Well....I was born on Beaumont base in Texas, I lived there for a while and when I got older I helped my dad scrap the fields. When I was 20 the police claimed he was involved in illegal activate....he was shot for trying to escape. When I was 23 I heard I could make a pretty penny by smuggling, so I took the Scrapper my dad handed down to me and have been doing that ever since and I've changed my name so many times since then I can't even remember my original name.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: Valrin42
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT I SAID, IT MATTERS WHAT I MEANT!!!!
Previous jobs/roles: Piracy,Smuggling,Angry Man,Thirst for "Cash n Credits".
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: Money ,Its all about Money.
A small paragraph about you: Born at planet Kyushu,Raised at New Tokyo. My Father Worked as a Mechanic for Kishiro. He wanted me to Study and become a Scientist but *huh* never wanted to so at the age of 20 i left him. Mother died when i was borned.After leaving new Tokyo i went to Cali ,met outcasts, smuggled Cardamine for them , then started pirating in tau 23 stopping ore traders making good money. As i told you "It's all about Money" *laughs*.Thats all i have to say about myself.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please:ozzzclub
Name: Jessica Mason Age: 21 Place of Origin: Planet Denver
Previous jobs/roles: citizen, staying at home. used to pilot civilian shuttles
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: while my brother went to get money for us i always stayed at home doing nothing. I want to be of use to my brother.
A small paragraph about you: I'm not used to combat, but brother and father always said I was a fast learner, after father died, and then followed mother, brother and me stayed alone, me generally, since brother went to work hard to get food home... he was never accepted into higher up corporations, but he still didn't gave up, hes my follow up example. Now in my last birthday, brother wasn't here, he was... fighting in the taus or something, I realized that I cannot sit at home anymore and do nothing, for the past month, I took the shuttle, went to Puerto Rico, and assembled some guns, and started training myself, i do not know if I'm ready, but I think I'm fitted for the dirty job, I was born a junker, and I will die a Junker... Its time for me to help my brother, Denver is no longer a safe place for me, there is only space, where all the fun is, who said a girl can't play the bad guy role?
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: Flourescent