Skills: Miner, Transporter, heavy Dreadnought captain, not very good at fighters,
The reason why you chose us: was found by the corsairs floating in My family owned dreadnought barely clinging to life and they took me in even when they had there own problems. I would like to give back what they did for me and help out as much as I can.
Your Biography: was born on my family owed Dreadnought named Dragon_blade and when I was very young we were attacked by 4 hessian dreadnoughts. both my parents were taken from me as hostages and left me on the ship to die. after I was found and nursed back to health I made it a priority to learn to fix and fly my family's ship and one day figure out who took my parents when I was young and make them regret it.
S.K.Y.P.E Protocol: will send it over privet comm later in the day after work:
Full name: Ramon Damian Gonzalez Nieto Juglar Paricio Jonás Johannes Arturito Segundo. "Ramon Pervertido"
Age: Lost count at 26.
Skills: Tortilla maker. Batido (shakes) and a good cooker. Also known as a feet model for different agencies. Worked for a sunglasses company in his free time, by promoting how sunny Crete is. Note: He flies his vessel MUY RAPIDO
Reason why you choose us: He choose TBH as the new "Today Be Harrassed" Company . Ramon likes these stuff very mucho. Also because he heard our brave men fly their ships to space.
Biography: Been born somewhere in Crete. Big cities makes him cry , but he's known as a brave person so he goes there in time to time. His parents took care of him as the only children they couldn't eat. He met school and learned to speak, write, draw and all kind of stuff, though he had to leave school pretty early because he found better things to learn from. An average person, mid-hearted and animal lover. He had all kind of pets at some point. He liked to cook the meat, or at least that's what he says he does. By the time he found a crush that crushed his heart, but was just a matter of time that he found another. And another and so on. Being busy helped him out to move in the nasty word he was living in. There's not much more to tell, though his perseverance will probably make him arrive very far in whatever he's thinking of further.
Speaking of his flying vessels, yes, he used to fly A Titan but he lost the keys, he still wonder if his parents ate'em too.
*As he likes to show himself, he attached a picture of him right explaining it with emotion*
"Notice my mother, old time dead sister and things make me cry wrote up in my body. Also the sunglass agency I used to talk with. Good memories. Pointing with my finger at the place where I think I lost my keys . The sticker I'm also pointing at is somewhat I'd steal and write it in my body as well, as a reminder of what I should do."
I have done my share for myself, my family and cretan society; but our enemies now come to our door. Our harsh but proud home is being assaulted by enemies new and old. The time for diplomacy is over. I seek to see our foes driven back to their holes and punished for ever thinking of coming to Gamma.
Your biography (at least 10 lines)
Lady luck has long been my ally from the start. I learned when I was young I was made to move cargo. From humble beginnings supplying Cadiz on a loaned ship to entering into a partnership, the beginnings of my own company. My partner Eduardo Mendez and I built a reputation for getting in and out of places that 'can't' be gotten to. We moved guns, diamonds, artifacts and all kinds of desirables into the hearts of the houses for years while bringing precious supplies and luxuries for the dons themselves. When the time came to upscale our operations we were consulted on the construction of the Essedarius class line. With it we trailblazed the way for others to learn the tricks of the trade on a supersized scale. But alas, i was betrayed. My hermano, my brother Eduardo sruck a deal with the Rheinland policia. I dispatched him, but was captured and incarcerated for several months aboard RHC Kehl. Upon it's return to drydock it was disrupted by a corsair raiding party. During this time I was able to make my escape and was later picked up by a Brotherhood cruiser. The Brotherhood's ideals appeal to me, and I seek to turn my skills toward rising tide of enemies invading our home systems.
It bring shame to my heart to think that you were betrayed by one who you called brother, but I'm sure you will find that your skills and experience will make you one with the Brotherhood in no time. Your application has been ACCEPTED. Head to Tripoli Shipyard soon as possible, and we'll get you set back up with a fitting transport and fighter.
Welcome aboard hermano!
Full Name: Jason Hernandez Mendoza
Age: 18
Your skills:
Graduated from la Codoñera flight school as a proficient light fighter pilot.
Reason why you chose us:
The Brotherhood is an organisation that will ensure me to get out there and fight the empire's enemies.
I will be able to see planet Crete from far away and serve it's people by defending their honour dignity and pride.
Your biography (at least 10 lines)
My name is Jason Hernandez Mendoza.
I grew up at Sarratella orphanage under the watchful eye of our trainer Cesar Milan.
Life was tough but señor Milan saw great potential in me.
When I reached the age of 15 I was sent to la Codoñera to be taught how to fly.
It was always a dream of me that came true with the help of a scholarship provided by the council of elders.
Once there I was assigned to a small group of light fighter students.
With them, I have learned many skills such as observation, fast maneuvering, and teamwork.
I have spent many hours in the flight simulator, learning to deal with a multitude of scenarios.
I know I am young and that I have a lot to learn, but I believe I have much to offer to the Corsair Empire.
I cannot wait to be part of the Brotherhood, and be part of its long legacy of bravery in combat.
For me this is an opportunity to give my share in serving the Corsair empire that raised me.
La Codoñera flight school? We can find good use for a young hombre like you. Your application has been ACCEPTED. Take a shuttle to Tripoli Shipyard, the Brotherhood will arrange the rest.
Your skills:
I am an average pilot, can hold my ground pretty well when it comes to crowded battles.
Oh also, I can eat 5 kilos of meat in one seating without losing my breath, the problem is getting my hands on some meat.
Reason why you chose us
In all my years, I've seen many corsairs gone, and you are still out there fighting for us. I would give something back to you for all your years fighting for Crete.
Your biography
I was born in Crete like most of us. My childhood was nothing special, I was only child, my parents were not killed by a horde of violent outcasts/hunters/nomads. They are both well and alive, but I am affraid they have gone to Kusari, they are in their fifties, and would not be able to survive in Crete any longer, fortunately, they keep helping us by sending some of their delicious rice.
However, I become a man and as such I had to make my own way in life, I became a pirate. At the beginning, I searched around in Rheinland for small transports, you know the drill... low profile targets in order to not attract much attention. In time I grew more confident of my abilities and my trips took me much further into Sirius. Bretonia had become more attractive and profitable by those days.
Lately, it has become a lot harder to raid Bretonia due to Gallia's arrival. Which is another of the reasons why I am seeking for a solid estructure to join.
You have reached the respectable age of thirty, while the average life expectancy of a Corsair is fourteen.
You must be good at what you do compañero! A very special hombre indeed!
Your application has been ACCEPTED.
Since someone like you would not be misplaced in a museum, take a shuttle to Battleship Prox,
the Brotherhood is very glad to have you!
Reason why you chose us: You are looks like group of players which took fun from a game, i want the same.
Your biography:
I was born and raised on the Tripoli shipyard, my Corsair parents both worked there as engineers, fixing the broken ships. I was born in filth and grease, right on Tripoli shipyard. I had a brother, he was also a engineer like my parents, but he died in a freak thruster malfunction when I was 12. We were not a very respected family, we worked very hard, just to eat another night.
My dad taught me how fly the ships, he bargained with the commander of the shipyard, that if he could teach me to fly, I could become a valuable asset for the Corsair Empire. The commander said it was fine, but if even as much as scratched a ship, we would be standing in front of a firing squad.
Everyday I practised, working my way up from light fighters to warships. My father was an excellent pilot, it was because he was also born on the shipyard, and everyday he fixed ships, he had to fly them to test them out. When I was 17, both my parents died from lung cancer, from all the fumes they were inhaling everyday from the ships.
When I turned 25, I decided to leave the ship for good. I bought a Starflier with the money I have been saving my whole life. I started working as a bartender at Planet Crete, but it soon became boring. Then I moved on to become a trader, but that soon lost it touch. I felt like my life was without purpose.
8 Years later, I began thinking about fighting for a living. Maybe that is what I need, I have always be searching for a purpose, maybe fighting is my purpose. And now I'm contacting you, the Brotherhood...
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