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Council Recruitment - carlfatal - 05-22-2012 Name: Francois de Sonée Age: 24 Gender: male Source: New Paris/Ile de France Previous jobs: Student of social sciences The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
Skype: till now i have no Bon soir Mesdames et Messieurs, not easy to begin as my name shows my family background. My father is one of the judges of the Gallian High Court, a real conservative and a strong fellow of King Charles XI. So my sister and i were educated in this sense to become well members of a influential family. We attended the best private schools and after our degrees we joined the Gallian Military for duty. My sister became a pilot of the RGF, while i came back to IdF after my time as a recruit. Yes, i had no interests in these things, i only wanted to study and dreamed of a life as a scientist. But then things happened. Half a year ago my sister Natalie disappeared in the Tau´s. We´ve got a message, that she were killed by a Zoner pirate near Holman Outpost. First i believed but then a mate of my sister told me some different story: some Zoner trading ship tried to escape after a visit on the Outpost. My sister followed him after her wing commander gave commands to return. This was the last time anyone had seen her or her ship. Her mate said the Gallian Army would not want to search for people they count as traitors, and my sister would be treated like one. He said that he illicitly had searched for her escape pod and found only the empty wreck of her ship. Also he said, Zoners neither would do pirating nor killing people without a very good reason. So i began to search, but everywhere i foung blocked doors. Nobody wanted to help, my father was in rage about his daughter and called her a traitor too, and it would be best if she would be dead now. But she is my sister and i didn´t give up to find her. I spoke to people with connections to the rest of Sirius and heard she were seen on a Zoner transport called the Deadcat. My quest for her guided me to places where i´ve learned a lot of things about the Gallian Kingdom and it´s way to barbarity. What i´ve discovered about my former beloved father land since then made me more than critic. Slavery to the poor and decadence of the rich, that seems to be Gallia now, as i saw the reality of the underprivileged. Now i´m full of shame, and i dont´want to hear lies anymore. My sister isn´t dead, the other houses in Sirius are not uncivilized cannibals or pirates, they are mankind like we are. Also the war between Gallia and Bretonia has to come to an end. I never was a democrat before but now i am, cause nothing can be more bad than the current government. It is called a Kingdom but it´s only some kind of crime against humanity. I´m no soldier, but i want to be a fighter for a better Gallia. And i want to find my sister again. Two good reasons to join Your movement as i have to realize the same treating as a traitor like my sister if i leave Gallia without permission. Sincères salutations, Francois de Sonée Council Recruitment - bobizzle80 - 05-23-2012 I have updated my application, Sir. If there is anything more required, I would be more than happy to comply. Council Recruitment - SilviusX21 - 06-01-2012 Name: Jack.Blake Age: 32 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Beaumont Base (Ile-de-France) Previous jobs: unemployed The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
S.K.Y.P.E.: SilviusX21 Short story about yourself: Born within a Gallic Junker family of traders, I grew up knowing no limits to where I can and can't go but when the war came everything changed, the Gallic navy and police threated us like slaves just because we had relatives in the Junker guild outside of Gallia. When the border closed my family lost everything we were depending on the other systems to trade. I for one cannot simply stand and accept this, I want my freedom back and this oppression stopped. Additional information: Well sir apart of my determination to do something about this injustice, I must inform you the fallowing. First of, my family despite loosing most of its fortune it still had enough money to purchase a Obstinate, heavy cruiser, with council markings, witch I am currently in possession of, I manage to escape with it outside of Gallia in the Roussillon system and managed to dock at planet Tolouse. Second info, I have a distant cousin that works for Interspace he has a kusari transport train, I might be able to contact him and ask him to bring resources if needed, but he will not do so without payment. His name is Nic.Fury. Well I don't have any additional information that I can add at this moment, except that even if I get rejected my ship will be at council command any time. Council Recruitment - Thor5000 - 06-09-2012 Name: Connor A W New Age: 25 Gender: male Place of Birth: Chalons-en-Champagne Station Previous jobs: none The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
S.K.Y.P.E.: Connor_New Short story about yourself: born 25 years ago. dad died when i was young. by the hands of the GRN and the GRP i said i would get revenge on the people who killed him. Council Recruitment - Dubstep - 07-26-2012 Name: Didier Devereux Age: 21 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet New Paris Previous jobs: EFL Escort pilot The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
S.K.Y.P.E.: Those that need it have it h3h3 Short story about yourself: Short story about yourself: Born at Planet New Paris, Didier had a stable family that dealt with minor trade, however at age 17 refusing to marry the woman his father proposed him to, Didier was defied by his family and their money. Being a licensed pilot, Didier accepted a job as a high-risk escort in the edge worlds of Gallia for the EFL company, where he soon got to know the Council and their ideals, until he finally decided to join them. Council Recruitment - The Council - 07-26-2012 Sender: Overlord of Planet Quillon - La Frog. Subject: Applicants Monsieur Devereux, report at Charlos-En-Champagne to get your equipment and uniform. You are gladly accepted to our ranks Monsieur New, I am afraid with that little information regarding your life you could easily be a spy. Your application is denied. Messieurs de Sonée and Blake, report at Charlos-En-Champagne to receive uniforms and equipment at once. Welcome to the Council soldiers. Council Recruitment - XilianX - 08-02-2012 Name: Camille Pissarro Age: 17 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Desole, but I am not entirely sure as is explained in the background section of the application Previous jobs: I was a student on planet New Paris if that is indeed a job. Graduated last year from 'Nouveau a Paris Institut de la Science'. I have been working as a loading hand aboard a cargo vessel for the past year. The Division you would like to join:
S.K.Y.P.E.: xilianx_svit Short story about yourself: I am the son of a fairly wealthy New Parisian Bussinessman and his "Paid Company". I was born during one of my father's financial trips Planet Orleans and thus the lack of a specific birthplace. Soon after my birth my father passed me off to my Aunt on New Paris where I grew up. She was a wonderful woman, until the Gallic Royal Navy arrested her and locked her up for sheltering a stranded Council Pilot who had found himself crash landed on the planet. After that I was left without any financial aid and had to work as a loading hand aboard a small cargo ship. It took a while but I eventually worked up enough credits to buy myself a vessel of some value. However, if I am indeed accepted I do believe I will need to completely change my vessel and armaments. With this new ship I was finally able to get out and see what my beloved Gallia had to offer me, however I was horrified to see the treachery, that had taken my aunt away, prominent throughout the systems. I could only think to myself, "This should change, this must change," and I hoped to help with that change. On one occasion I saw two Gallic Royal Navy fighters shooting up civilian transport even after the transport had cut engines and surrendered its cargo, which was a mere load of Industrial Material, hardly a contraband cargo item. I could not stand by and watch the innocent vessel be destroyed, so I quickly jumped in and engaged the two fighters. I do not know how I came out of that scap alive, but I did and now I am a wanted man on the run. I felt good about what I had done, but what could I as a single person do about bring around a change. However, then I remembered what the refuge Council pilot had told me, "We are always looking for good men to aid in the bettering of Gallia," and I decided to give it a try. I am not sure if this message will even reach the Council as the comm frequency given to me by that fugitive is over four years old. However if it does, do know that I am a willing pilot. Ready to serve the Council. Merde, I just picked up a Gallic Royal Navy vessel on long range scanners, so I must run. Au revoir. Council Recruitment - Atroxia - 08-04-2012 Name: Edmond De Grasse Age: 29 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet Marseille Previous jobs: I was working at Nox extraction facility for some time as an extraction worker, later on I was catering for noble visitors of Gallia, where I saw many of those "noble", fat, cocky so called Gallic Ãlite, and where realized the current situation, but now I am a freighter captain. The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
S.K.Y.P.E.: Atroxia Short story about yourself: I was born on Planet Marseille to André De Grasse, an extraordinary freighter pilot, and Anne De Grasse, a local bank clerk. By the age of 15 I saw half the Gallic systems while flying around with my father. At age of 24, I became freighter pilot and few years later I became a freighter captain. I want to join the Council fleet, because onetime while I was still in catering buisness and the rebellion already broken out, I couldn't believe my ears, when I heard a few of those again, "noble", greasy, cocky, high-ranking military officers talking and first one said:"I think the best way to win against those rebel scums is..." and the other one finished the sentence:" by killing them all..." and after that they all laughed like it's something usual to do, the guy who said it, looks at me, while I was giving him the plate, and goes... "What do you think, peasant?", and when I heard the word peasant, the plate "accidently" fell on his uniform, and I just walked away with no excuse, but there was a smile on my face... knowing I'm fired of course, but the satisfaction that I had, was all mine. And as they say the one that laughs last, laughs the best. I think of my self as an good pilot especially when situation is tense, been in many situation and resolve even more. For the record my name Edmond means "protector of prosperity" which I think, I will be doing if I'll join the Council. This is it from me, I need to get going, busy schedule waiting. Council Recruitment - The Council - 08-04-2012 Messieurs Grasse and Pissarro welcome to the Council, gear up and report at Planet Marne. Council Recruitment - hidemasa - 08-09-2012 Name: Daphne LeBlanc Age: 23 Gender: Female Place of Birth: Luxury Line Belleville, Lyonnais Previous jobs: Fashion Designer and Businesswoman The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
S.K.Y.P.E.: hidemasa.hori Short story about yourself: Ma famille moved to Luxury Liner Belleville when I was only a baby, ma pere a soldier in the Gallic Royal Navy, and ma mere an officer in the Gallic Royal Police. Of course, that meant I was often left alone in the Luxury Liner and without any other family on the liner I resorted to sewing to satiate my boredom. While I was a teenager, the war between Gallia and Bretonia erupted and my father was shipped off to protect ze royal swines. Worst still, we had no contact with him for the several months that his shipment was sent to Bretonia for, and it was only by our own efforts - bribing one of the secretaries in the Gallic Royal Navy - that we learnt that he had died, and that the Royal Navy did not even care enough to retrieve his remains. Feeling that we could do nothing, ma mere and I continued to live our lives normally as he would have wished. After this time, the government tried to make a move against the Council - and my mother was called upon by the Royal Navy to assist them against the movement. She did so like a loyal servant to those backstabbers, for they sent her platoon into a Council ambush in order to draw them out and destroy the Council members with their capital ships. Needless to say, my mother was killed in that fight, killed by the very guns that we citizens relied upon to protect us. Despite the Council being the catalyst for my mother's death; I do not blame you. It's not possible to fix this corrupt government, ma famille is an example of this, only revolution is the option. Eventually, I became a successful fashion designer, but soon after I found that the Gallic government had been taxing me on 25% of the total revenue in my business to fund "important" government officials' personal needs and throw unnecessary parties for the Gallic royal family. That was the last straw; I would not allow myself to be stepped upon by the fools who unsuccessfully run a nation on the brink of war with two other nations simultaneously. It is time that a new power took control. I will be able to commit my business's (waning) funds to the Council's cause - better it be used by the Council than those pigs. Viva la revolution! For freedom! For Gallia! For the Council! |