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Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - darthbeck - 10-25-2009
Ramey looks at the application for a moment before putting it down and asking; "Pirates huh? Would these be mollys, or gaians, or something in liberty?"
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - crowtbrobot - 10-25-2009
The man scratches his ear and hesitates, "we fought mollys, gaians, and most of the pirates in Liberty."
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - darthbeck - 10-26-2009
Ramey nods aprovingly while glancing down at the application again.
"sounds like you'd make a fine addition to the armed forces.... Welcome aboard."
Ramey stamps his seal of approval onto Blair's application.
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - Wildhound - 11-03-2009
A tall, brick of a man with a face like a rusty sledgehammer struts in to the office, dark curls flowing over his shoulders.
"I hear you fellas are looking for some recruits to help deal with these Kusari dogs" he growls, slapping an application onto the desk. As he pauses, black eyes seem to absorb any light that dares to approach them.
"Sign me up."
Quote:Name: Derek Winterman
Date of birth: 791 AS
Place of birth: Newcastle
Nationality: Bretonian
Family Background: Unknown
Fitness: Average
Height: 6'4"
Vision: Excellent
Injuries/Illness: Smoker's cough
Previous occupation(s): Mercenary
Combat experience: Fighters, Bombers, Gunships, Transports, I've flown 'em all and I've killed with 'em all. Put me in a cockpit an' put a target in my hands and you can relax and have brew, because you've got nothin' left to worry about.
Describe briefly why you wish to serve in the Armed Forces: I've seen my fair share of violence and bloodshed, families destroyed, unimaginable cruelty visited upon man for no reason better than a few thousand credits this way or that. I've been responsible for it. With the Mollies giving my bloodline a bad name and the Kusari at the door, it's time to turn my talents to something worthwhile, something I can be proud of. I've a debt to pay to society.
List 5 aspects of your character that you believe make you suitable for this job:
Talented
Reliable
Fearless
Ambitious
Thorough
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - darthbeck - 11-03-2009
Ramey looks at the man standing infront of him, remembering when he was standing in the exact same spot, being asked questions.
"Did you work with a private mercenary group, or by yourself?"
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - Wildhound - 11-03-2009
"I had a few friends out there, but alone - I guess - in the official sense..." he trails off, looking troubled as his eyes drop to his feet for a moment before coming slowly back up to meet Ramey's. "I uhh... did a lot of things I'm not so proud of. It wasn't all strictly above board."
He drops his fists onto the desk and fixes Ramey with those cold eyes. It's a hard stare but there's no hint of cruelty or badness in it. "I'm gonna have a son soon," he whispers "and I want to do whatever it takes to make sure he's born into a better world than I was."
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - Wildhound - 11-06-2009
' Wrote:"I had a few friends out there, but alone - I guess - in the official sense..." he trails off, looking troubled as his eyes drop to his feet for a moment before coming slowly back up to meet Ramey's. "I uhh... did a lot of things I'm not so proud of. It wasn't all strictly above board."
He drops his fists onto the desk and fixes Ramey with those cold eyes. It's a hard stare but there's no hint of cruelty or badness in it. "I'm gonna have a son soon," he whispers "and I want to do whatever it takes to make sure he's born into a better world than I was."
The pair stood in silence, eyes locked, for what seemed an eternity.
"Ah what the hell was I thinking, this ain't the place for me" Derek bellowed, before turning around and marching out, the door slamming in his wake.
//Application withdrawn.
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - Gaz83 - 11-08-2009
A rather tall man enter the recruitment centre.
"I'd like to join the BAF Sir.
The recruiter pauses......"You think you've got what it takes to join the best of the best"
"Yes Sir" He replies.
Quote:Name: Steven Appleby
Date of birth: 792 AS
Place of birth: Manchester
Nationality: Bretonian
Family Background: Father was an armed forces pilot,was Killed in action by a Corsair.
Mother worked onboard a Bowex trading vessel.
Fitness: Above aveage
Height: 6'3"
Vision: 20/20
Injuries/Illness: None
Previous occupation(s): Mercenary
Combat experience: Providing escort for Bretonian trade ships.
Fighting mostly Mollys, Gaians and (In a voice of disdain)....Corsairs.
And also I'm not a novice at the controls of a fighter.
5 confimed kills
Describe briefly why you wish to serve in the Armed Forces: I want to join because.I want to push the the Kusari invaders invaders
out of our homeland!
And I want to kill each and every Corsair I ever meet!
And help provide peace and security to the people of Bretonia.
List 5 aspects of your character that you believe make you suitable for this job:
Strength
Determination
Loyalty
Courage
Cheerfulness in the face of adversity
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - darthbeck - 11-08-2009
"Mister appleby, welcome to the bretonian armed forces." Ramey says while smiling. "I think you'll do fine."
Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP) - Wellingtons - 11-12-2009
a short man walked in to the BAF recruitment office with a flyer queen Carina wants you
i would like to join the BAF sir
the recruiter ok fill out the required form and hand back barked the recruiter
Name: Lee Adama
Date of birth : 780 AS
Place of birth : Planet New London Croydon town on the outskirts of London city
Nationality : Bretonian
Family background : father was a bpa officer shoot by molly's mother living in a house in Croydon town formerly a bpa recruiter
fitness : above average
height : 5 ft 5
vision : perfect
injuries /illness none
previous occupation miner
previous combat experience : shoot liberty rouges however i am a novice at a fighter controls
describe briefly why you want to join the BFA: to drive those idiotic Kusarians back to their holes and keep them there and fight those pirates who use this war to their advantage. Also provide security and safety to Bretoina civilians .
list five traits your character has : loyalty
trustworthiness
ability to follow orders
courage
unselfishness