Xeno Alliance Recruitment (iRP)

[Nekrotalis]

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Recipient: Oliver Anderson
Subject: Robert Peary's Bane
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If it isn't the one that put the nail in that accursed ship's coffin. Hope the time since that decisive battle has been treating you. Probably had people lining up to buy you a drink? If it is the case it's been well deserved. Anyways, as a fellow Denverite I am happy to accept you into the ranks of the Alliance. Get yourself to the closest Alliance office so the formalities can be sorted out.

"Nec plura arcana"

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[Breach]

1.) Name
Answer:
Lucia Sphynx

2.) Date of birth
Answer:
08/07/804

3.) Place of birth
Answer:
Planet Denver

4.) Describe in your own words your previous experiences, your view of the Xeno Alliance, and your motivation to join:
Answer:

At first, I was just another freelancer scrolling through endless job boards, chasing low-paying gigs, trying to prove myself in a world that didn’t seem to notice beginners. Every project felt like survival. Every client felt like a test I wasn’t sure I’d pass. Then one day, something shifted. It wasn’t a big break. It wasn’t luck. Not only that, but it was a realization I was blending in too much. I was trying to be what everyone else already was: safe, predictable, and replaceable. That’s when I started experimenting. I took on projects others avoided. I questioned briefs instead of just following them. Not only that, but I brought ideas clients didn’t ask for but needed. Slowly, people began to notice. “You’re different,” one client told me. Different... At first, I wasn’t sure if that was good. But I leaned into it. I stopped chasing the crowd and started building my own path, one that didn’t quite fit the usual freelancer mold. I embraced the unfamiliar, the unconventional. Furthermore, I became comfortable being the outsider in every room. That’s when I understood it. The system is corrupted. I need to leave and convince others that it isn't Liberty anymore it's more a civilian slavery module, and that's why I am eager to join Xeno Alliance because I want to break the casual and give Liberty a new meaning

And that’s how I became a Xenos.
Xenos is Liberty and all that is needed. We don't need something like the current fake Liberty. That's not needed. I aim to see Xenos take over that crap Liberty and want to be a part of it. We shall show them what liberty is.

(//ooRP section)

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[Reeves]

☠ Incoming transmission.
☠ Signal source: Free Republic relay, Liberty
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Sender: Alliance Commander "Cobra"
Recipient: Lucia Sphynx
Subject: For the New World

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Got tired of blending in, huh?

Join the club. I've been there too. Nearly went insane. Probably did, and took a while to figure out who I really was. Things here won't be easy, but you'll have a real home, and you'll see the true measure of yourself.

This is a hard life. One you probably won't walk away from. But you'll be part of something real. So go ahead and drop by Fontana, one of our associates will pick you up from there. The rest, as they say, will be history.

Welcome home.

"Liberty or death."
-"Cobra"

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[Gustave L'Orange]

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1.) Name
Answer: Gustave 'Duke' L'Orange

2.) Date of birth
Answer: 805

3.) Place of birth
Answer: Planet Los Angeles

4.) Describe in your own words your previous experiences, your view of the Xeno Alliance, and your motivation to join:
Answer: I was born the only child to Gallic immigrants on Planet Los Angeles. Home life was okay, until it wasn't. I have been on my own since 820. In that time, I have navigated the lowest levels of society and some of the highest. I was the one wiling to take the risks to get essential goods to those that needed them; fueled by the profit from delivering the outlandish and not always lawful desires of the upper class.

I have considered myself a Zoner for a long time. Someone beyond the strife and grime of House space and making my own way along the fuzzy edges. I don't think I can convince myself any longer that I am somehow beyond the struggles of my fellow man. On a recent pickup of Deuterium in the New York system, I saw a kid asking for handouts outside of the Space Port on Manhattan. I saw myself, all those years ago. I saw how the world is passing this kid by, not even recognizing his presence.

I need to do something about that. Playing in the margins to eek out of living is no longer enough to quiet my soul. I hope this communication finds you well.

In Solidarity,

Duke


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[Reeves]

☠ Incoming transmission.
☠ Signal source: Free Republic relay, Liberty
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Sender: Alliance Commander "Cobra"
Recipient: Gustave 'Duke' L'Orange
Subject: As Above, So Below

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Duke.

Having to do the unsavory in order to fund the necessary, people will call that a lot of things, but one thing it isn't is selfish. What's a man supposed to do when he's denied the means to look after his fellows legitimately? When work barely pays, if at all, and where it's more likely that falling beneath the poverty line sees you relegated to a factory line for a quota?

The irony's never been lost on me, that these would-be emperors cage us and then chastise us for lashing out like animals. Man's not born to live under political or economic imprisonment. It agitates the soul something fierce, like we're conditioned to hate it before our mothers even nurse us for the first time.

So one thing a man cannot be, in response to the world we live in, is neutral. I don't fault the Zoners for trying, and for surviving by their virtues, dying by them even when necessary. But survival's not living, and we are destined for greater things than to be held back.

The sector's grandest piece of irony is that it's actually quite cheap to buy the rope with which to strangle our oppressors, particularly because they're the ones selling it to us.

And so I say this wholeheartedly: welcome home. Someone will pick you up from Fontana shortly.

"Liberty or death."
-"Cobra"

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