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Applicant Height: 1.90m
Applicant Health (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: Fit for Duty.
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training / Failure
Notes:Faster and Stronger than any of the other female applicants i've seen in my life.
Applicant Description
Biography: Raised by strict parents, Jesse is somewhat of a scientific experiment. She has been bred specially to serve as a military agent. It's been noted that jesse's parent are loyal servants of the roi. Jesse led a quite life in her teenage years. She excelled in all of her classes, Pretty much won every merit she can in her school and university life. It's to be noted that jesse is still regularly checked on by her parents about What she does, What she's going to do next how shes going to do it. She lives her life in a more mechanical way than any other Marine. After moving up the ranks in the Secondary fleet and captaining the "RNS-Cleopatra" She now wants to move on to the primary fleet. Attaining a Higher rank in the military and hopefully one day be the Commander of the marine galoiuse would be her parents ultimate aim.
Motivations:
We've been rotting in the secondary fleet for too long, Protecting the royaume. Slaughtering all of our enemies. Make the citizens in gallia feel safe of any threats that might arise.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: Battleship skills 8, Repair ships-8, Snubs-3 <0-10>
What are your skills?: Quick thinking, Commanding assets effectively.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Kingdom of Bretonia - The ROI's Main interest, We will slaughter them all.
The Republic of Liberty - Their Alliance with bretonia is purely resources based, If bretonia falls Liberty falls.
The Crayter Republic -A Small War fleet which opposes us in the tau. Their roots don't seem sirian.
The Council,Maquis, Brigands - Former citizens of Gallia and the Roi.
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
Me, Outgunned????, That means i can fire in all directions. Poor council pilots will never survive.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
After assessing the situation quickly i'll be able to figure out if its a trap and whether the pilot will be of any usefulness to us.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?: you know it ((pm if you dont)
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?: Remaining rational, calm in all situations is the responsibility of a marine royal gauloise.
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Applicant Name: Guillaume de Bertinont
Applicant Gender: Homme
Applicant Age: 35 Years, 21.06.703A.G.S
Health
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Applicant Height: 1.93m
Applicant Health (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: Very good health no illnesses at all
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training/ Failure
Notes: He is ready for his duty in the MRG, you can see that he trained hard and a lot to become a soldier
Applicant Description
Biography: Guillaume was born on Planet Nevers in 703 A.G.S. He was born into an aristocratic family, the de Bertinonts. His father Gilbert is a well respected GRN officer and trained his son Guillaume to become a Navy Pilot as well. He took him out to space missions when Guillaume was six years old. He got introduced to the interhouse war with the Bretonians and the Imperial Kusari Navy as well as the in-house conflicts with the Council and the Marquis. When Guillaume turned seven, of course he had to go to school. When he finished school in 721 A.G.S. he just started to train at the royal flight academy on planet Nevers. Three years later he finished his academic studies and started his military career in the secondary fleet of the Royal Navy. He flew in the secondary fleet for 14 years now. But he just read an advertisement in the newspapers about the MRG and was heavily convinced to join the MRG to see more than the Ile-de-France and the Burgundy system and the most important thing for him is to fly in a team. He flied too long solo now, Guillaume wished to be a part of a team the whole time he flew in the secondary fleet. Now he waits for your reply to this application.
Motivations: Becoming part of a team. I flew much too long alone for the secondary fleet. I want also to see the world outside my glorious home world. But I still want to serve the Gallic crow.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: Battlecruiser skills 8, Transport skills 7, Snubs 7
What are your skills?: Being a commander, make good and quick decisions, smart thinking, following orders, and execute them fast.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Bretonian Crown - The royal crowns most interest. They are weak. Leeds is already fallen, the rest will fall too. We are going to rip them all up
The Libertian Republic - The most important ally of the Bretonian crown. Bretonia will fall, Liberty will fall too.
The Crayterian Republic - A small military state re-building their military strength and republic in the Taus
The Council, Marquis and the Brigands - They are terrorists, most are well-organized former Gallic civilians and ROI members
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
I talk to them any kind of stuff until the reinforcements arrive. If they come too late, or the Council doesnt want to talk any longer i will fight till the reinforcements arrive or until I die in combat for my fatherland
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
I would look around in space quick to see, if there are enemy ships which would mean, that this would be a trap and if there are medical ships around which could help him better. If there is none of both, i would tractor him, help him but would still be careful, if this would be a trap. Then i would bring him to the nearest base, prefering a Planet.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?: navy_pilot31
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?:
Everybody has to stay rational and not freak out. You chose to join the Navy to protect your fatherland in any situation. And if necessary with your life!
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Applicant Name: Pierre Vincent du Petit Thouars
Applicant Gender: Homme
Applicant Age: 31st of March 683 AGS, 57 years old
Health
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Applicant Height: 1.8 m
Applicant Health(underline the correct): Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: The patient shows visible signs of obesity and, combined with it, his age is starting to take its toll. The patient is suffering from mild Kyphosis, Diabetes Type Two and Benign Prostatic Hyperplasia, the second of which is aggravated by his gourmandism. The third seems to be related with what looks like a possible "vibrant life" the patient lived when he was younger. Daily consumption of wine has saved his heart, but it was not good for his liver. His brain seems to still be unaffected, but I advise a reduction in alcohol. Eyesight is good for his age, but deteriorating due to diabetes, and I would advise glasses or contact lenses. The patient is not used to considerable physical effort, especially not one requiring endurance, and he does not handle g-force increase well, so I would not recommend him for ground combat or for fast craft piloting. Additionally, he is allergic to strawberries and he should take more care about his body and mouth hygiene. No radiation poisoning detected.
Applicant Fitness(underline the correct): Passed / Requires Training/ Failure
Notes: I need a mechanic here. The applicant fell asleep on the treadmill after five minutes of light jogging and it broke down.
Motivations: As some of your personnel can confirm, the Tonnant, which I am the captain of, was the spearhead of today's raid into the California System. We defeated the Liberty Navy fleet that was sent against us, most of the enemy capital ships falling to my ship's turrets. Then we returned to our territory before Liberty could send another, larger fleet. While my ship was the vanguard during our breakthrough, she was at the rearguard of our fleet during our tactical retreat. We ensured that the fleet remained intact, but we ourselves were caught by the pursuing and vindictive Liberty Navy ships. We managed to destroy a gunboat, but there were too many of them for us alone, and the Tonnant's lights went out before reinforcements could arrive. This might seem usual, as the Tonnant is, according to statistics, the first on the list of Royal Navy ships that suffer the most damage per battle on average, but I am afraid that her lights might have gone out for the last time today. It appears that a light mortar managed to penetrate a soft point on one of our engine exhaust, all the way to the engine room. The staff that was supposed to turn the engine off seems to have been incapacitated, so we had a meltdown. The ship is irradiated and not safe for human dwelling any more. She will need to be towed back to Gallia, and I hope our experts back home have a cure for her. I am writing this from the Betheny.
I do not have a ship to command any more, and what remains of my crew is idle, too. I am requesting transfer to the Marine Royale and another battleship to command. If we are left idle, it would be a waste of experience. I believe I have been fighting on this front since before we invaded the Leeds System, as well as some of my crew.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 9/10, battleships. I used to fly a fighter, but that was many decades ago.
What are your skills?: Commanding a battleship, organizing a capital fleet, administration, dancing, fencing.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Kingdom of Bretonia: A parliamentary monarchy in the south-western part of Sirius. They might be on the same cultural level as us, but it is evident that their parliamentarism and more concern with interests of the individual than those of the state has rendered them comparatively very weak militarily. Although their system might seem attractive to a commoner, a commoner does not see far enough to know that their system would be harmful for Gallia in the long run, and so they need to be conquered or turned into a vassal before they can influence more of our peasants.
The Republic of Liberty: A nominally democratic state in the centre of Sirius. Analysis shows that they are the most powerful state in Sirius, but their military is still weaker than ours. Their name is another word for "freedom", but they are an example of how free capitalism usurped the basic freedoms of every man. Their people are, if not de iure then de facto, owned by their corporations, and each of them is worth a certain sum of money. Additionally, I find having to watch half an hour of toothpaste advertisements after every ten minutes of neural net show annoying. I would not like that in Gallia, and I would be glad if we instated them our system instead. I also hear that some of them literally sleep on money, which could help remedy the economic issues that will surely arise in Gallia after our immense and exhausting conquest. My crew and I expect a fair share of it, based on our contributions.
The Council: A secessionist self-styled "state" in Gallia that wants to rearrange it and turn it into a democracy (and probably murder me, a vicomte, or at least steal my land). I admit them that their ideas are attractive, to the commoners, but they would decentralize and divide Gallia, as they already are doing. If we compare the state with the human body, in democracy every man is the brain. But, the brain needs blood to survive, blood needs the heart to pump it, the heart needs food to work, food needs the jaw to chew it, and the jaw needs muscles to chew. Someone has to be the muscle. It is not easy work, but someone has to do it. The Council are a pack of lazy men, and I believe that the hard working ones will prevail, as they always have in history. I am proud to be the King's fist.
Outcasts: I believe they live off on smuggling and selling some addictive drug? I do not know the specifics, but I know that I do not want that in Gallia.
Crayter Republic: I am not sure who they are, but they seem to be a republic , the King has commanded that they be conquered, and I obey the King. We destroyed two of their carriers yesterday.
I am sorry if I failed to mention others, but I have never found them important enough in battle.
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
Attack.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
As far as I remember, the order not to take prisoners, given by Grande Maréchalle Lucie LeBlanc a couple of years ago, has never been canceled.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?:
debeli_boda
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?:
I will always follow orders, if they are properly conveyed, but I cannot promise to stay rational and calm at all times. I admit that I sometimes take pleasure in participating in this war. "War is delightful to those who have not seen it", they say. They are either cowards, or losers. There is nothing better than savour in large quantities of wine while triumphantly flying above a trace of burning wrecks -- which you have made.
The latest wave of applicants prior to the most recent application have all been transferred into active military duty.
Pierre Vincent du Petit Thouars, your military feats are known to many within the Royal Navy ranks, and we will gladly welcome an esteemed into the Roi's main fleet,
We hope this will be the perfect chance for you to discover yourselves and bring benefit to the Roi.
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Applicant Name: Enzo Lacroix
Applicant Gender: Homme
Applicant Age: 35
Health
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Applicant Height: 1.84
Applicant Health (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: Subject is in good health, appears to be physically strong and mentally sharp.
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training / Failure
Notes: Subject passed all tests. He generally excels in concentration and endurance tests, such as running and balance, however seems to struggle when it comes to leaping.
Applicant Description
Biography: I do not remember my parents, as I was raised in an orphanage on planet Marseille in the Provence System. Once being strong enough to work I was soon recruited by the GMS who put me on Toulon, a Mining Facility close to Marseille. I worked there till I was about 25 years old. By than I already had my own ship, my own crew and was an overseer of a small section. Being used to fly around in the Dust and Astroidfields, it formed me to be a decent pilot. In our free time we would often stage dogfights, and shoot each other with mining weapons. In time I found more and more interest in escorting the GMS Transports. For the last 10 years I have been in service as an escort and have gathered lots of experience in fighting and also in handling Gallias enemies.
Motivations: I seek to expand my knowledge of Gallias enemies and to fight for the crown. I feel like my purpose is out there fighting at the front lines.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 6
What are your skills?: Advanced Leadership experience, can handle smaller ships and usually come out on top in a dogfight, flying small ships and intercepting.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
Bretonia - The Current main Focus of the Royal Navy
The Council - The Traitors
Liberty - Allies with Bretonia, they too are our enemies.
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
The Goal is to kill them as efficiently as possible with minor loss. I would try stall the 10 minutes, act like some kind of deal could be made. Once my allies arrive, I would show them no mercy. If they are suspicious of my actions, I will have no choice but to take evasive maneuvers while trying to output maximal damage until reinforcements arrive.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
To eliminate your enemy efficiently, you must know them. I would capture the escape pod, and send the Sirian scum to interrogation where he would be torture till he spits out information.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?:
PM me. (my skype is broken, I need to add you)
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?:
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Applicant Name: Luc "Fantome" Lemarsh
Applicant Gender: Homme
Applicant Age: 25 years of age / 695 AGS
Health
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Applicant Height: 190 CM
Applicant Health (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: -
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training / Failure
Notes: -
Applicant Description
Biography: Espionage runs in my blood, with my father and his father's fathers spying on the Sirians before Gallia had revealed itself unto them. When that ended, my family retreated planetside to establish corporate salvaging and infrastructure businesses. I wanted to still serve the Crown, and follow the steps of my forefathers, thus I became a Privateer - officially sanctioned by the Crown with a letter of marquee.
I was the phantom. The darkness was my ally and the bane of my enemies. My escapades as a Privateer for the Crown were known throughout the Kingdom. I've even flown beside the great Lucie Leblanc herself. Bretonia had lost many commercial shipments to me and my Ghosts - a short-lived group established by myself - cementing us as boogeymen of Bretonian tradelanes. When trade ships weren't the target, I/we would be venturing into the thick of enemy territory to observe key positions and collect intel. Despite my Gallic Junker heritage, I made a name for myself.
My happiness was not set to last, however. Last year, the filthy Union Corse initiated a violent attack on my fellow Junkers. Thousands dead, including my family. It made news, yet still, the Union Corse continue to breathe. Where was the justice? My brothers and sisters lie rolling in their graves.
I gave my life for this Kingdom, yet when my people needed it, it was not there to protect them.
Motivations: I want to fully align myself the Navy so that I can incite change. I want justice for the fallen. I want to ensure such evil cannot happen to any of the Kingdom's citizens ever again. I want to bring the foulness of the Corse, and their criminal assistants, to light.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 8
What are your skills?: Espionage. I see all, hear all, but none see or hear me. Ventures into the Houses have made me equipped with a variety of languages and interpersonal skills needed for when dealing with the lesser Sirians. I am proficient in flying Fighters, Bombers, Gunboats and Assault Transports. I have also adapted Junker technology in the past for my personal use - with approval from Lucie Leblanc herself.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Council - Scum
The Marquis - Scum
The Gallic Brigands - Scum
The Kingdom of Bretonia - Scum
The Republic of Liberty - Scum
The Nation of Malta - Scum
The Colonial Republic - Scum
The Kusarian Exiles - Scum
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
I would like to see them threaten me when they're the ones staring at the end of several gunboat turrets.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
Unless they have useful intel... what Sirian pilot?
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?: You've got it.
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?: I do not know fear.
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Applicant Name: Seigo Francos
Applicant Gender: Male
Applicant Age: 27
Health
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Applicant Height: 176cm
Applicant Health (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: N/A
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training / Failure
Notes: <notes from instructor>
Applicant Description
Biography: I was born on Planet Orleans, I grew up with my father he was in the Royal Navy back when the war with Bretonians started he taught me most of what i know to this day, He taught me how to fly the XJ-3 Lynx as they called it, it was one of my father's favourite ships he treasured it more than anything, Sadly he passed away in the war with the Bretonians, He fought for what he believed in and died doing what he loved, I've always wanted to follow the footsteps of my father and take his place and show him what a good son he had raised in the time he was alive, I am requesting to transfer to the primary fleet.
Motivations: I wish to conquer and succeed my dreams, and become successful as my father did.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 7
What are your skills?: I am very experienced in the combat division, as I like to defend and attack.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Council - Pure Scum
The Marquis - Pure Scum
The Gallic Brigands - Pure Scum
The Kingdom of Bretonia - Pure Scum
The Republic of Liberty - Pure Scum
The Nation of Malta - Pure Scum
The Colonial Republic - Pure Scum
The Kusarian Exiles - Pure Scum
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
The Goal is to kill them as efficiently as possible with minor loss. I would try stall the 10 minutes, act like some kind of deal could be made. Once my allies arrive, I would show them no mercy. If they are suspicious of my actions, I will have no choice but to take evasive maneuvers while trying to output maximal damage until reinforcements arrive.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
No one deserves a painful death, even the enemy of the Crown. Each of us has a chance of a quick death. In addition, this person can give out important information that will help our forces.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?: You've got it.
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?:Yes I will.
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Applicant Name: Christian Sauvageot
Applicant Gender: Homme
Applicant Age: 27
Health
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Applicant Height: 1.84 M
Applicant Health (underline the correct): Passed / Special / Failure
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Special / Failure
Notes: Unable to recognise or sing the National anthem, difficulty with colours
Applicant Description
Biography: Born on Planet Nevers to Dr. Alexander Sauvageot and Maria Sauvageot. I was a quiet Child I suppose, I read Latin, Greek, the Elder languages. I knew my way around my fathers office, I knew the books and so on. Outside had little appeal to me, I prefered inside, the quiet. When the war came, it was my mother, not my father, who encouraged me to join after my Univerity degree (Medicine and Surgery). So, here I am, willing to do my part for the house.
Motivations: I have a duty to my family, my house and myself to follow in the footsteps of those who came before me.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 5
What are your skills?: I can remember a great many things, I also have extensive knowledge of the Human body. The Royal Navy has trained me in Cartography and Navigation for warships.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Empire of Bretonia
The Republic of Liberty
The Council
The Marquis
The Gallic Brigands
The Nation of Malta
The Colonial Republic
The Kusarian Exiles
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
Stall them for as long as possible, if not, then I'll hold my own until help arrives. Then, leave none alive.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
I feel it would be my duty to help, to show them that we are better than the other, lesser, Sirians who would otherwise leave said pilot to die.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?: You have it I believe.
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?: I will be steady at all times, no matter the forces against me.
Luc Lemarsh, your application has been accepted. People of Junker origin have unique sets of skills that will prove incredibly useful in the conflict. We hope that this will allow you to bring the cutting edge closer to Bretonia - your commanding officers have been notified of your origin so that they may provide more specialised missions for you.
Seigo Francos, we're happy to hear that you wish to continue the fight as an experienced veteran of the war. Your transfer request has been accepted.
Christian Sauvageot, we expect the younger generation to help us in this war for the stability of the Kingdom, and you are bringing it justice. Your application has been accepted.
In the name of the Roi, you are now to present yourselves to your commanding officers in their appropriate posts for briefing and additional training if necessary. We hope to see great things from you.
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Applicant Name:
Julien Louise Cœurnoir
Applicant Gender:
Homme
Applicant Age:
23.
18/05/717 A.G.S
Health
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Applicant Height: 1.75M
Applicant Health (underline the correct): Passed/ Special / Failure
Notes: Suffers from Albinism, appears to be benign. No drastic effect on eyesight; will probably need to wear sunglasses and have a tinted helmet visor.
Applicant Fitness (underline the correct):Passed / Requires Training / Failure
Notes: Passed at the bare minimum for their age group. Recommend continued exercise to avoid falling behind standards.
Applicant Description
Biography:
I was born into House Cœurnoir, a small aristocratic family that has been heavily involved in the administration of Vendome Residence since 589 A.G.S.
I'm the third born son of my father's line, though I do not share the same mother as my brothers I wasn't disinherited from the line of succession, a fact that has raised the ire of my brothers.
I've spent my entire life inside Vendome, never having once visited another planet or station. It was quite an isolated life, visitors from other court members was rare, courtesans also had little interest of visiting as the station held little prestige. My time was mainly spent in study, Vendome has a surprisingly large library, on top of the Museum that was opened up there. My education was done by a private tutor, I believe it to be above the Gallian standard with a much higher emphasis was placed on History, Politics, and Economics. Upon my father's death, my oldest brother inherited the estate and fully assumed the responsibilities of administrating Vendome.
After this he decided to tasked me with enlisting into the newly reformed MRG. A decision I had very little choice but to obey.
Motivations:
I wish to bring honor to my name; to acquire power and eventually return to Vendome and shame my Brother.
Beyond that however, this is a chance to finally experience Gallia, and even Sirius.
Questionnaire
On a scale to ten, how would you rate your piloting ability?: 4
What are your skills?: Logistic Management, Administration, A large knowledge of history, from B.C. to A.D.
Describe the Kingdom's primary enemies:
The Traitors at home.
The Council- Brutes screaming about their just revolution as they place another head on the guillotiné.
The Maquis- Their crimes are so monstrous that they were expulsed from even their fellow Brutes. But in the end, they're just another tool at The Council's whim to avoid dirtying their hands.
The Brigands- What is needed to be said? These scum take pride in what they are. Space should be filled with their wrecks.
The Traitors of the Alliance.
The Kingdom of Bretonia- A tyrant who'd sacrifice her entire nation out of her own pride sits on the throne of Bretonia. She embodies all the flaws the worst monarchs of her Alliance nation did.
The Republic of Liberty- An Oligarchy ran by a tyrannical merchant class, practically creating slaves from their prisoners. Hilarious how "The Leaders of the Free World" now are as monstrous as the Coalition we used to fight.
The Imperial Kusari Navy- Remnants of the toppled Emperor's fleet. They're as aggressive, suicidal and uncivilized as their ancestors. Let's give them the death in combat they seek.
The Maltese- They've decided to ally with the Bretonians so they could spread their drug more freely to bolster their numbers and profit. Opportunists from the traitor ship Hispania. Their fleets should be wiped out, and their people quarantined.
A Surprise Return
The Crayter Republic- The Crayterians were apart of the original sleeper ship trials to leave Sol before the outbreak of the war between Alliance and Coalition. It appears they didn't fair better in where ever they decided to settle and had chosen to make their way to Sirius. When we made our way through the Taus it seems they went running to the Crown for safety in a panic. A shame; had they opened a dialogue with us instead they would've been a valuable ally. Now they're nothing more than puppets that dance to the Queen's tune.
While on patrol, you encounter a small wing of Council fighters. They spot you, and begin threatening your life unless you disable your craft and surrender to their cause. You are outgunned and the nearest friendly patrol that would bring the tide to your favour is ten minutes away from you. What will you do?:
Stall the Council fighters by attempting a dialogue before engaging. Even if the attempt goes wrong it should at the very minimum buy me a minute before they open fire. If you focus on dodging you can survive for quite a while. Assuming the distance of the fighters is 10 minutes at the current spot I'm in, then dodging enemy fire towards them will reduce the time it takes for them to come to my aid. I would engage the enemy only to break up flight patterns that offer them optimal positions to fire on my spacecraft. Charging head on into them expecting victory would be foolish, they'd most likely destroy my ship and then flee before the friendly patrol can even engage them.
During one of your flights, you encounter an escape pod or a malfunctioning ship. The person inside is speaking in Sirian tongue and is asking for immediate help. If you wait any longer, the pilot will perish horribly. What will you do?:
Tractor the pod in, or assist them in leaving the Wreck. There's no logical reason to simply leave this person to die, and doing so would be pointlessly cruel. If they're an enemy combatant then they'll be interrogated and kept as a prisoner of war.
If they're one of the cooperating Sirians, such as the Miners Guild out in the Taus, then their return will bring favor for the Crown.
What is your S.K.Y.P.E. ID?:
Tureis
Will you always remain rational and calm, follow orders, even if the situation could not be worse?:
Of course, to do any less would bring shame to my house.