::: Opening message :::
::: Encryption: Medium :::
::: From: Steleka :::
::: To: Reapers of Sirius :::
::: Subject: Application :::
[color=#FFFFFF]You! Yes you!
Call me Steleka. I contacted you to make you a interesting offer. First of all, I would like to introduce myself.
I won't tell you my real name, that's not important. Names are not important. Only the truth is important. And the truth is, something is wrong in sirius. Something is wrong in universe. Something is wrong with humanity. As you know, pirates are fighting militaries and vice versa. It wouldn't be the best for all people if they just drop down the weapons? Obviously not for corrupt governments and their militaries, and even not for power hungry pirates and terrorists. I am angry. I'll tell you something about my life. I am 22 years old and my first father died before I was born. I never met him. However my mother met a new men, his name was David. He was friendly and actually a great guy. However we had one problem:
My mother worked for the Rheinland Federal Police, and her new friend David worked for the Mollys. Surely you would like to know how they met each other. At Freeport 1 in Omega 3 system...
Indeed the relationship was a secret and I never told anyone about that. If the Rheinland government would know that my mother has a Molly friend, she comes in jail. First time everything was okay, but slowly we had trouble in our small family. My mother asked her new friend David to leave the Mollys and do something neutral. So they don't need to keep their relationship in secrecy. However he said he will never leave the Mollys. Vice versa it was exactly the same. David asked my mother to do something neutral. That was several months so. The dispute between the two was worse from week to week. Finally, David has kidnapped my mother and forced her to leave the Rheinland Federal Police. From that point I knew the relationship is over. However that's not the point. I will continue...
Finally I was the guy who found my mother, kidnapped. I safed her and brought she back to Rheinland, her home. I was very angry. You see what happened? Because of two organisations which are hostile to each other I had a lot of trouble! Peace is not possible, most probably. I just left my mother and went into the deep of the space because I was angry. I liked David, and I also liked her. But if it's impossible to have a peaceful life and life in harmony, I don't want have anything to do with them. The trouble between my mother and David was too strange!
Currently I am at Freeport 9 in Omicron Theta system. I met a Zoner there and he told me about the Reapers of Sirius. It sounds interesting. I would like to show Sirius what happens if people like me, got hurt by hate between organisations. I want show Sirius that peace is possible, I want show the corrupt government that peace is possible! And I want show the power hungry pirates and terrorists that peace is possible! I will speak to people in universe, I will try to change their point of view! Of course I know how to fly a ship, I also know how to protect myself...
My offer is, let me join you, Reapers of Sirius and you will get a powerful new fighter on your side!
***Incoming transmission***
Name: Eric Micheals
Location: Koeln
Encryption: Medium
***Decrypting***
Hello Reapers, My Name is Eric Micheals, Sound familiar? Not surprising I was a Employee of the Omicron Supply Industries. Until,that is, i was framed of a crime i didn't commit. Now, an outcast from Zoners I feel im unwelcome in Gran Canaria any more. So now i am alone wandering Sirius. But today i was wandering and i found a Reaper He was a Nice Lad I don't recall his name But he made me consider Joining the Reapers. I have the Fighter Skills i learned at OSI As a Escort which i assume could be used as a bases for my training as a Reaper.
Greetings to who ever im speaking to!
I would like to join the Reaper's.Why, you ask...Back when I was working as an trader I was transporting some goods from bretonia to rheinlnand I was attacked by coalition ships that wanted to destroy me because if was tresspasing on "their teritory" I lost my ship in that fight, I was lucky enough to get picked up by an zoner transport heading to Gran Canaria.So here I am now writing to the Reaper's after hearing and quite interesting conversation in the bar.I will obey and uphold the code of the Reaper's untill I drop dead in some alley.I have skills in fighting but they need to be improved also mining and transporting goods all around sirius.I am also informed of the Reaper's ship data and technology.If I may so myself mighty fine equipment you got there.
I hope your repsonse will be an positive one!
Regards David Wiliams.
5.K.Y.P.3 Protocol:davidreapermitov
***Transmission Lost***
Comm ID:Lost
Location:Lost
Encryption: Lost
If it's natural to kill, why do men have to go into training to learn how?
[font=Agency fb][color=#FFFFFF]To: Reapers of Sirius From: Crow Fearn Subject: Application
[color=#FFFFFF]Hail, Reapers. I am called Crow Fearn. I used to be a Zoner, until I left them to join your ranks.
I wish to join you because I am aware of your noble cause, stopping the wars that are plaguing Omicrons and Omegas, halting the spilling of innocent blood by all kind of warmongers, pirates and terrorists. Not only that, taking the war to them and showing them that fighting will only cause them more pain for no gain, their once mighty war vessels will be nothing but shapeless debris after you are done with them.
Why would a Zoner be interested in this kind of struggle? Because where I live, my home Freeport 9, is a constant battlefield. My people always live in fear, they are powerless to resist and take a stand against their warmonger neighbors. Our leaders are weak, they have no will, power, or interest to work together to keep these people away from us. They instead get rich with their trade, and allow them to dock in our bases, refuel and buy ammo so they can shoot each other merrily at the expense of the innocents, stepping on whatever their power allows them to without much restraint. Just a few days ago some corsair idiot captains took a few shots at my home, burned a few holes and crippled my sister.
I can no longer stand by and watch as they are arrogantly excersize their power as they wish. I can not fight them as a Zoner so I leave my home and I ask you to allow me to become a Reaper like you. I used to be a member of a patrol squad, and did many escorting jobs between the freeports. I hope you will find my skills useful.
COMM ID:Angel Kate 'Valkyrie' Golanska TO:Recruits Subject:Recruitment Encryption:Medium
To recruits that have not been sorted out yet.
Fearn, you are approved but first I need your Skyp3 communications.
Dark... Just no. you are rejected. Your application have unfortunately too many errors and things that make no sense. Not today... try again once you're prepared.
Rolando, is it? Or Rolano? You seem to be having trouble remembering your own name.
So, you seem to have been in war with a lot of people. It's quite strange for one man to be at war with several houses, don't you think? I imagine they didn't pay a lot of attention to you since you do come off as, well, strange, but still, I don't really like warmongers.
You say you have had enough of war, yet you say you are interested in ours. Your mother an Outcast, your father a Corsair spy pretending to be an Outcast, and then he murdered your mother when she tried to... *he shakes his head*
You really should make up your mind on what you want to do with your life, amigo. But here, I'll help you by eliminating one choice you would have to make in it. Namely, the one to join our ranks. That wont be happening. And, do find some help elsewhere.
Good day gentlemen. I must say, it wasn't all that easy finding you, or this channel. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Casto Mares. Even though my name my sound like that of an Outcast or Corsair, I am neither. I was born on a trading ship that ventured out into the Omicrons often. As my parents were simply doing manual labor on the ship, they had just enough credits for themselves. I was just an accident for them, so as soon as I was born, they left me with the Outcasts during one of their trading runs into Alpha.
The Outcasts named me and took care of me. They wished for me to be one of them, but I could never really call Malta "home". Something just wasn't right, and the constant warring with the Corsairs didn't make me feel any better about it. As soon as I could get myself a ship, I left and never turned back. Since then I've been wandering around the Omicrons, without a goal, simply searching for a meaning for my existence. Day after day I watch scavengers and pirates do whatever they want in these lawless regions. Constant bloodshed from the hispanics, revenge and death. I am sick of it. Sick of people that take lives for nothing, for no goal or purpose.
I thought the situation could not be helped. I thought that there was no one who would even try to change things in this wretched Edge of the Universe, until I heard of you. Travelers talk of you often, of your efforts to stop senseless killing, to stop people turning into scum because they have no goal by giving them one. I want you to do the same for me! I want to join you! I want you to give me a cause and a purpose!
Your goals and visions amaze me. Even though they may seem impossible to achieve at first glance, I do believe in them. If you give me a chance, I will try my best not to fail you.
You seem to have been through a lot, and you have seen what we are fighting against first hand. This is good. Hopefully, your past experiences never let you forget what kind of Universe we want to build, and what we are fighting for.
You are accepted. Make your way towards Cayman, Epigoni Reaper. Your new home awaits.