Initialisation... Intensité du signal:██████████100% Encodage:__________██████████PLUS FORT Source:________Marne, Champagne Expéditeur:____General Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil___[C] Destinataire(s):Mia Mori ________________Zoe Kato ________________Helgwen Hawk
Sujet:_________Application Transmission entrée...
Bonsoir mesdames,
It appears the previous message about the applications of you all three being accepted did not arrive, it probably lost somewhere between comm relays, doesn't really matter, what matters is that you are among us now. By default you start as Aspirants, mais enough time has passed for you to be at least Caporals. I see some of you already made yourselves useful so I won't bother with starting tips either. Good luck et see you in space.
Sincerement,
General Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil
General en Chef Du Conseil
Name: Victoria Manoury Age: 25 Gender: Female Place of Birth: Ile-de-France Previous jobs: I was working pour le Ile-de-France shipping, when they found out i was thinking about joining the council, they fired me and i had to search refuge from la police in Champagne. The Division you would like to join:
[x]Council Assault and Security Division
[x]Council Foreign Brigades
[x]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: greymaster5
Short story about yourself (the character):
I was born on Planet Ile-de-france, my father was a soldier for the Royal Navy and my mother was also working for IDF-Shipping. After i finished school, my parents wanted me to look for a job as fast as i could because at this time the gallic economy was really bad and we had almost no money left. Luckily, since my mother worked for IDF-Shipping, i also was able to get a job there, and everything seemed to get more and more okay. But with more time i thought about the gallic house, that a monarchy would probably not work for too long, i had the opinion, that we should do eevrything for the gallic people and that we should have a fair government made by those people. Then i catched myself sharing your ideologies and in this moment i made a decision, unfortunately, my co-workers found that out and i was fired and abandoned by my family especially my father. Now i have nothing to loose but much too fight for.
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Sujet:_________Application Transmission entrée...
Bonjour Mademoiselle Manoury,
I'm glad you made it to Champagne safe et secure, et you wouldn't be the first one to be exiled from your family for modern thoughts et ideologies. You do not need to worry however, we in The Council think alike et treat eachother as family. Let me welcome you as a new member of this family, your application is hereby accepted.
Sincerement,
General Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil
General en Chef Du Conseil
Name: Jean-Marc Lazard Age: 27 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet Amiens, Picardy Previous jobs: Tradesman The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[ ]Council Assault and Security Division
[x]Council Foreign Brigades
[x]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: djole.j Short story about yourself (the character):
Normal life, normal childhood. Good grades in school, especially anything to do with finance, and affection for big ships. Always liked them and have been around a lot of them, even as a kid, and learned to maneuver them with ease. On the other side combat. I cant seem to hit a still rock big enough to be called a moon. Tried myself as a tradesman a couple of times, only to be disappointed by the corruption of Gallic corporations namely EFL and IDF. Any attempt to make a trade deal could not go without them messing with it and getting a huge cut of it, and all of that because of the Crown. I decided it was enough so I want to join the Council, and use my eloquent skills and the skills as a pilot to supply the needed goods, and spread the word about tyranny of the Crown.
Initialisation... Intensité du signal:██████████100% Encodage:__________██████████PLUS FORT Source:________Marne, Champagne Expéditeur:____Général Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil___[C] Destinataire(s):Jean-Marc Lazard
Sujet:_________Application Transmission entrée...
Bonsoir Monsieur Lazard,
Sadly corruption of corporations influenced by the tyranny is one of the horrible traits urging us to take over Gallia and estabilish a Republic in it's place, where fair market will finally be reality et the acting government will not have their unfair advantage. All hands are more than welcome to help us estabilish that bright future, of course an experienced trader is no exception either. Your application is accepted.
Sincerement,
General Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil
General en Chef Du Conseil
Name: John Holdan Age: 30 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet Los Angeles, California Previous jobs: LSF Agent, transferred to Navy, later joined Crayter Military The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[X ]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Foreign Brigades
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: You have it Short story about yourself (the character): *Opens his old bio sent to Crayter Military more than a year ago*
John Holdan Older Bio Wrote:I was born at Planet Los Angeles. I was an average fighter pilot when i was at West Point Military Academy. I don't know what caused to LSF wanted me in their ranks but i accepted. Worked as an LSF agent until Liberty-Rheinland war started. Gained some stealth experience by the way and improved my piloting skills. When the war started i enlisted to Liberty Navy for fighting against Rheinland. When i was in LSF, was hearing news from people in taus called Crayterians struggling against an invading force. When that invading force which call themselves Gallic Royal Navy moved against Bretonia and obliterated Kusari Naval Forces in Leeds, i thought leaving Navy and joining to bretonians for helping them and all the people who suffered. But i was needed to defend Liberty, i couldn't leave my people. When Crayterians moved to Coronado i decided to join them after liberty-rheinland war. With Hudson-Bering incident leaded to a truce, i left Navy and headed to Coronado. To help all who suffered from Gallic invasion in taus.
This is my journey until Crayter Military. In Crayter Military, i fought Royalists, lots of Outcasts, Aliens and infectees for more than a year. I rose in ranks over time, became a Major, commanded squads and killed even more royalists. Seen my men dying, nyxes blowing to pieces. I thought i was doing good. However recently, started to have some ins and outs with Admirality. After some time, i was forced to leave Military. I still want to continue my fight and my cause, with honor. And i choose The Council to continue, to find a new home among your men and women. Viva la revolution! as Councilmen say.
Name: Jackson Damigari Age: 25 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet Junyo, Shikoku System Previous jobs: Trader, Miner, Bounty Hunter The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[x]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Foreign Brigades
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: nodnuke45 Short story about yourself (the character): I suppose I'll start from the beginning... As far as I know, I'm an orphan, but I heard rumors a long time ago that my mother was an inmate at the Fuchu Prison. I don't really remember the details, because I heard them a long time ago when I was really young. I was taken in by Samura, needless to say I was also too young at the time to understand that in most cases if you're being "offered" something that seems too good to be true, it's probably because whoever is making the proposal secretly expects something in return, even if it isn't stated outright. When I turned 16, Samura agents, and probably a few Hogosha agents, found me and told me that I "owed them" in the form of "labor debts". When I told them I had no idea what they were talking about, they restrained me and one of them began calling the Kusari police while another was planting cardamine on me. The message was clear, submit to their "labor debts" or be chewed up and maybe never spit out by the Kusari legal system, so I agreed to do what they said. From then on, I spent a lot of time working under Samura for just enough profit to not starve, and in that time I did a lot of trading and mining throughout Kusari space. Eventually I realized Samura had no intention of ever freeing me from their service, so one day on a routine trade stop at Deshima Station I snuck away to the bar while my 2 Samura escort pilots weren't looking. I found the nearest bounty hunter and told him my situation, I told him I would do whatever it takes for him to get me out of there and offered all of my credits at the time as a down payment. He offered me a job in the bounty hunters guild, I took it and we went to Liberty space in his ship where he generously offered to lend me a ship and let me pay him off for it using whatever bounties I collected using it. I eventually did exactly that, and at the time I thought I had found my place in Sirius, that is, until my time on Sugarland prison in Texas. I thought by capturing and turning in unlawful individuals in Liberty, that I was doing the people of Liberty a favor, but what I saw there made me realize, maybe not. Aside from the horrible treatment of inmates, they were being used as slaves, I had heard of Liberty Police Inc. profiting from forcing their prisoners to do labor without payment, but I had not seen the scale they were doing it at. It could've just been me, but I also saw people in there who really looked like they didn't belong, like they were genuinely honest people before they were arrested, and that's when it occurred to me that maybe not every individual I captured had broken any laws, and I realized, had I been born in Liberty space, I might have been any one of those prisoners. So then, just like that, I quit the bounty hunters guild, and made my way into Gallia, because I've heard of the council and your stance on most of these issues, and you seem to be some of the few, if not the only people who actually care. I've decided enough is enough, I'm sick of being pushed around and used by corrupt governments and corporations in Sirius, and I don't want to join the outlaw groups who target civilians that may or may not be in the same position I was in, in Kusari. I know I'm a foreigner and I assume based on what I've heard that you, the council, will overlook that, so now I'm asking you, let me join you, I want to fight for a cause that matters.
Initialisation... Intensité du signal:██████████100% Encodage:__________██████████PLUS FORT Source:________Marne, Champagne Expéditeur:____Général Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil___[C] Destinataire(s):John Holdan ________________Jackson Damigari
Sujet:_________Application Transmission entrée...
Monsieur Holdan,
Your career history is quite impressive, but your involvement in the internal affairs of the Crayter Republic et eventual forceful leave concerns me a bit. Nevertheless, as long as your migration over to us does not affect the relations of The Council with the Republic negatively, I do not mind you continuing to hunt royal pigs and mutants with us. Your application is accepted.
Monsieur Damigami,
You've got a quite adventureous background, but I hope you'll find our community comfortable enough to settle down among us for longer et fight beside us against the oppression of the monarchy et for the estabilishment of a democratic Republic of Gallia. Your application is accepted as well.
Sincerement,
General Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil
General en Chef Du Conseil
Initialisation... Intensité du signal:██████████20% Encodage:________ ████████GOLGOTHA(!!interception!!) Source:________Limoux Base, Languedoc. Expéditeur: ____ SHADOW TRADING COMPANY "ANIMUS" Destinataire:Général Pierre LaFlamme Du Conseil
Name: Shadow Trading Company "Animus": Miroslav de Gobineau, Alexandra Vetrova, Bastian Klemanso, Arsen MacUrist Age: In dossier Gender: In dossier Place of Birth: In dossier Previous jobs: In dossier The Division you would like to join:
[ ][ ]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ][ ]Council Foreign Brigades ✓ Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ][ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: We are using D1S-CORD protocols, ONIKS#9217, but if needed, you can contact me using "scituzer890" code, just notify. Short story about yourself: Dossier un:
Miroslav de Gobineau, call sign: Scit,
Born in the Kremlin Dome, main city of Planet Volgograd, in Omega-52. 35 years old. Former traveling salesman, currently - professional smuggler.
Long-long time ago, when barbaric humans on Earth still could not fly spaceships, the surname "de Gobineau" was already present. Miroslav and his family ancestors were "White émigré", Russian immigrants in France, back in 1918. And this russian-french family got through all these strange times, wars and conflicts. And then the Great War of Sol started. Miroslav's grandgrandgrand~parents were one of saboteurs, boarded Hispania sleeper ship. Unknown, that role they played in that sabotage, but fact is still fact. And so on, family of de Gobineau lived on Planet Volgograd, both in wealth as in need, but still remembering their roots. And in 788 AS, when in family of Obgon Gruzovikov and his wife Alexia de Gobineau Miroslav was born. These were calm times in Sirius Coalition, but still, Miroslav was raised in a pretty bad conditions - hunger, beating, violence and war economy. Life was pretty hard, but he was a smart guy, who adapted to this destitution. From young ages, he started to smuggle and to barter. Years after, he made himself a name of a great merchant and tricky smuggler. His life on Volgograd ended with getting himself old and dusty Starflier, in exchange for rare implants. He was 21 years old. First of all, he moved to Liberty, where he started to trade a little. Life was still hard, but, at least, he was free and doing things, he knew, how to do. His first "black" deal was smuggling the diamonds through Rheinland. After making some money, from smuggling diamonds, he teamed with some friends and named themselves as "Shadow Trading Company", and Miroslav was a leader of it. Money started to flow, new ships, bigger amounts of cargo. But one day, the Shadow Company ended in Gallia, to locate new trade routes. There, they first time met the temper of Gallia Navy and Police, who were shooting without warning. Unione Corse and Maquis gave them shelter, so of course they befriend with these two factions and imbued with ideas of Council. Now, Shadow Company Animus is ready to merge with Council and use all their smuggling skills for the ultimate goal of achieving peace and stability.
Current ship: BT485 "l'Ane" Brigand Transport, named "Geghard".
Dossier deux:
Bastian Klemanso, call sign: Invaser, 27 years old, male.
Bastian was born on New Paris, in heart of Gallia. He was pretty "standard" boy, by local opinions. Loved guns, spacecrafts and cooking. When it was time to choose future, young Bastian chose military. Everyone in his family were happy about this decision. As he was 21, he passed all needed exams. He became Aspirant Bastian Klemanso at 817 AS. He even piloted a fighter, what was a miracle for him. And then, his first battle in Languedoc shook his confidence. He was not ready to reject his life for some "meaningless war". He deserted. Flew as fast, as he can. He didn't parted with Council because he though, that he will be thrown in oven, again. So, his deserting ended in New York. Bastian was lost, to be honest. His first idea was to become a police in Liberty, but because of being gaul, bad language and so on, he didn't pass all needed procedures. Without work, he quickly ended in Pittsburgh. His life would be pretty miserable, and it was, but some strange guy gave him contacts of Miroslav. Former fighter pilot, he was pretty good at piloting ships, so he was very valuable for Company. After a little conversation, Miroslav saved Bastian from Pittsburgh, and gave him ship and a goal - to be an escort. And yes, this is not free. Bastian is a VERY big debtor now...
Current ship: "Perilous" Council Gunboat, named "Le Violateur II"
Dossier trois:
Alexandra Vetrova, call sign: Wind, 26.5 years old, female.
Alexandra was born in Sevastopol Depot, Omega-52. Being an orphan in such place means, that you must be or useful, or you might be already dead. She was a good engineer, who tried to keep station together. Unfortunately for Alexandra, when she was on duty, some kind of fight between cultist of neo-trotskists faction and security forces. It could be a just another gunfight, because, you know, strange things happening in Omega-52, but because of bad luck or because of her fate, the random laser beam hit the fuel tank, that was nearby. Dropping the details, she was heavily traumatized and her hands were replaced with mechanical prosthesis. So, she became 1/4 machine, but she never asked for this. Anyway, after she was traumatized, Alexandra left Sevastopol Depot and ended up in Bretonia, Planet Cambridge. There, she started to smuggle with illegal software, but was quickly caught by local police. Three years of community service. Cleaning streets was stressful and miserable. So, after that period of her life, she quickly left Cambridge, thankfully her faithful "Starlifter" returned from forfeit parking. And somewhere in space of Omega-7, she met the caravan of still-not-existent Shadow Trading Company "Animus" and joined it. And for now, she is loyal and courageous member of professionals smugglers, who can bring everything to everywhere, from nowhere (almost nowhere).
Current ship: BT485 "l'Ane" Brigand Transport, named "Omnissiah"
Dossier quatre:
Arsen MacUrist, call sign: Teta, 29.9 years old, male.
Arsen MacUrist was born on Leeds, Bretonia. Opposed to other "team" members, Arsen's family was pretty rich - father was local BMM factory director, mother was... okay, mother just WAS. Young Arsen got good education, he was pretty smart boy. Raised to be a BMM employee (high ranking, of course), he was studying such things, as economy, geology and so on. The reason, why he is now a smuggler and a financial helper of Shadow Trading Company is easy. War. Gallic invasion in Leeds broke up all plans of Arsen, his family, his future wife and his dog were killed by heavy orbital fire. He became a refugee. First time, he lived as refugee in New London, almost begging for money. Later, he started to help local smugglers with plans and advises. And more sooner, he became smuggler himself - his first ship was Clydesdale, and his first route was artifact smuggling route, from Corsairs to Newcastle. So, one day (or night), when Arsen did what he did - flied to the Newcastle, as usual. But in Poole, somewhere in nowhere, he was attacked by Mollies. And his life, fate of brave smuggler and great man could end so quickly, but not this time. He was saved by Bastian and Alexandra interference, so the Mollies retreated. Not clear, why Arsen chose to stay with Company, but his skills was very valuable for smuggling in big sizes. And also he chose to revenge barbarian galls, for his dog and family. This is a reason, why he decided to side with Council.
Current ship: BK-65 "Serenity"-class Transport, named "Toxicity"
OOC:
Sorry for bad french and, maybe, english. Yes, right, this is one message for four people, the reason is our heavy cooperation and laziness of other three guys. I hope, this is okay, because this application is my first time writing something like that.
color=#FF9900]Name:Louis.Matthieu [b]Age: 32 Gender: Male Place of Birth:Planet Lyon Previous jobs:Miner, Freelance Trader The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[X]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Foreign Brigades
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
Sky P3 adress: kauhik_vuv Short story about yourself (the character): Born on Planet Lyon to a middle class family. Louis was plagued by asthma from childhood, yet this did not stop him from becoming a distinguished athlete. After Graduating collage Louis set out to travel the vast reaches of space with a friend Juan. They decided to be samura transporters, each of them captaining a decent freighter. their travels took them to New Tokyo system. the exotic food and beautiful ships were a sight to behold. Planet new Tokyo was a bustling metropolis. Louis manage to make a decent profit selling fine whine.
Their next destination was New Berlin. they had heard stories of Rhineland. the asteroid fields of Munich, the grand machines of Dresden and monsters of great destruction patrolling the space near Planet New Berlin. They traveled through the sigma gas clouds and arrived in New Berlin only to find the people and the atmosphere to be pleasant and welcoming. Although the war machines were not exaggerated.
Louis at this time had been travelling for years and wanted to return to Lyon but Juan had other ideas. One night at the bar he had heard that planet leeds payed handsomely for light arms for the rebels. The tricky part was that only small freighters could enter the secret entry point on the far side of the planet. it was risky but the tantalizing profit was too much to ignore. Juan persuaded Louis to join him.
Upon arriving to leeds they were soon met with a gallic royal police patrol who asked about the light arms they were hauling. Weaving a lie Juan managed to convince the officer the guns were for the gallic fighters. The officer let them go but he decided to follow just in case.
The duo landed through the secret entry way hoping to make a decent profit. what they found was destruction, famine, injured people and countless dead in the morgues. Louis and Juan were dumbfounded and speechless at what they had witnessed. They decided that the only rational option for them was to bring justice to the people of leeds. As they exited the secret entry way out of leeds, the officer who they met earlier was waiting. Juan moved by the horrific spectacle he had seen lashed out at the officer, insulting him and the gallic crown.
The officer angered by this said"To insult the royal crown and adding rebels in Leeds is a crime punishable by death". Before Louis could react Juan's ship had been destroyed along with his escape pod. Louis fired up his cruise engines and by sheer luck escaped to tau 31 system. On that day he vowed to avenge his friend and bring justice to all the people affected by the war started by gallia.
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