Sean was born to two dockworkers on Trenton outpost in 785 A.S. Julius and Amy Conrad. Growing up his family was was taken care of by Universal Shipping but on a station like this Sean spent a lot of his time, after school, on Trenton exploring with his two friends Jake, and David. They explored the docking bays and stumbled across their first encounter with the Xeno's. Universal Shipping has long been rumored to be a source of funding and resources, but Sean accidentally fell out of the shaft and was caught by the Universal guards, who threatened to make his death look as an accident, but the Xeno stopped them and told them, "If you kill him you make this movement look no better than those in charge of the government, no let me talk to him", the Xeno went on to tell him, "son you shouldn't be here, I won't tell anyone if you remember this, Xeno's are not the bad guys they are made to be", and wit that he let Sean go home.
Sean grew up always hearing about the Xeno's, and the atrocities that they committed, but always remembered the words of the man he had met. He witnessed the Order attack the Rhineland envoy in 800 AS and that left a mark on him, that people do things that need to be done even if people think it is wrong.
His parents worked hard to provide him a good education on Manhattan, and went to college as a business major. He excelled though he was actively involved in a political group on campus in protested the government policies. Twice he was arrested for disturbing the the peace, and realized that the government had to much power to shut down the voice of the people or over the media to explain away what the protest really was about. So he began to push to reorganize the group and made many enemies until it was him and only five others. Two were later arrested for cardimine possession another disappeared. Sean found himself all alone. The police told him to tread softly if he wanted to retain what freedom he had. He would not realize what the officer meant until later in life.
Because of his record he was unable to find a good job after finishing school, even though the government said there would be jobs for all college graduates, but not if you had any opposition to the government. He found a job working onboard a Universal Shipping Train and many times was pirated by Rogues and Hackers. He began to understand the difference between the pirates and Xeno's, the pirates pirated because they were to lazy to work to build society, the Xeno's fought to survive and to change the government to improve society. After working his way through channels he found a way to get a message to the Xeno's on his interest to join, without risk directly seeking them out. He knew that if he did through suspicion he might die, but also because many had tried and been caught by the police, or their families were held hostage by the government.
He placed his message on a data card with his application and info on how to contact him, and how to exchange messages to prevent him from been caught or bringing risk to the Xeno's.
Quote:Audio Message begins
His voice was distorted to make it hard for voice recognition,
"Hello, as you know my name already from my contacts within your organization, I will not mentioned it as it is redundant. I have long had a good impression of your organization, since I was a young boy, who came in contact with a man that told me the your organization are not the bad guys. I had always struggled to understand that but now I understand. i have long been at odds with the policies of Liberty. How can one live in a House named after freedom and yet have very little? I have come to realize that while history says that the pen is mightier than the sword, it is only with the motivation of the sword by which the pen has its power. I am hereby requesting to join your cause, to bring true liberty to this House and its people.
"Without freedom men can never reach their true potential. A I desire to join a cause to advance men and freedom.
"I have spent the last few years acquiring the skills needed to join your cause. I have flight skills and some basic combat skills even fighting of some pirates in the defense of my employers. I realize I may be alone in this fight, but I do not want to live life knowing it was under tyranny and that I could have changed society for the better.
Yeeeehaw! Well, it's about time someone bust me outta that lot! Rogues takin' down a Liberty transfer of prisoners, and they happen'd to leave the only Xeno behind! Ouray, Copperhead, Falcon, whoever else might still be out there, it's me! Landon! Landon Kramer! Y'know, tha' guy in the 'blazer? You remember me, I know ya do. But oi, I could use some help out here.. could'ja throw someone by to pick me up? I'm itchin' to get back to the fam, y'know, and all that. It'll be good to fly free space ag'in as the Gopher! I sent y'all the coordinates where I'm hangin'.. not literally, of course. Come grab my pod?
COMM ID: Jack 'Sidewinder' Tar.
TARGET ID: Landon Kramer's pod.
SUBJECT: We's a-comin'
Well if it dun' be ol' landy, ain't heard that voice in a fair time, an' I ain't a-feared to say we was fearin' you's dead. If I ain't ever been happy a-fore I sure knows I is now.
Well, I'll be sendin' a few boys down t' be pickin' you up an' we can jus' sling you straig' back in an ol' eagle, that is if ol' Falcon ain't gone got our las' one blowed up.
Anyways, sure be good to be havin' yer crazy ass back on board kiddo, an' you always got yersel' a place here with the serps.
Sidewinder out.
****TRANSMISSION TERMINATED****
//get your eagle set up TC... Been a while, but I'm sure you remember how it works... The throttle heads towards the necrosis and the ejector seat is broken. Have fun.
.......my name is Adam Tate......i have escaped from a prison ship and in need of assistance.....LSF is tracking me and i need somewhere to go.....i have been framed by the facist government of liberty who say they are for the people but instead they just want to push their people around and then scapegoat someone for their mistakes....i was a flight tester at a ship builder on manhattan and i when i landed from one of my testing....one of my coworkers was killed with 3 police around him...the next thing....i was on a prison ship...
...i managed to steal a startracker and fly out to Colorado looking for help....i want to seek revenge on the liberty government and the people who support it...i will do anything at all cost to destroy the liberty government...i have already kill 3 lsf and a couple popo's and i have no where to go..pls take me in....my life depends on it..................
.......[radio cracks up until silence]
While Jonathon is going through the roster and his most recent memos. He notices that he has a new message.
While listening to it a broad grin appears on his face.
"Now this is outstanding!" exclaims Jonathon. "It appears that we have another hopeful recruit."
"It also appears the LSF are up to their old tricks again"
Jonathon hits the intercom button..
"Please inform our agent in Kepler to be on the look out for a man named Adam Tate."
Jonathon whistles merrily while he gets back to his work...
Situation is such, that my old boss - York is being kindos indisposed lately, so thought I'd just coordinate work with you rather than flying around and working like a loner.
My background you might find questionable... especially in light of recent developments on the other end of Sirius. I couldn't care less, because of what and for how long I've been doing.
And even if you find me... not good enough - I'll be around.
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aaaand quite ooc - this here be Panzer and his (kinda) old indie Xeno, created as a comic relief and sidekick for Doom's prospector. Since the poor bastard had that char wiped, i'm kinda unemplyed. Here's the char's lil' background and some ArrPee I hardly had the patience to keeprunnin' systemmatically.
Under attack from LSF, Liberty Navy, and Rheinland military. Need Xeno assistance to fight fascist forces.
Name: Mokeysonice "Moky"
Origin: Unknown-->prior records deleted
Tactic: Whatever gets the job done.
Bio: It doesn't matter who they are or what they do. But those foreigners need to get out of liberty. I've seen alot of sirius, and none of it has the radiant freedom of good 'ol liberty. While the government may be run by the interests of foreigners and big business, we know that the people will rise up, and take out the fascists. Libertonians big and small ought to rise up to protect their inherent right; freedom.
As Jonathon enters his office from some especially good flight time. He kind of expected his message indicator to be blinking. Since the word of the Xeno Alliance's cause has been spreading. He was not disappointed.
Upon listening to the messages, he lets out a loud whistle.. "This guy has been around for ages, He would be beneficial to our cause". As for the second message..mumbles "hmm, I'm just not sure, might need alittle bit more information first"
Calls up the communication room. "Need two messages sent out today. Here are their comm frequencies."
Looks at notes.."1st one. Mr Bernadotte, Please meet us here at Ouray so we may discuss this in further detail"
rustles paper.."and the 2nd one. Mr. Moky, please provide us with a little bit more background, my database is coming up blank"
sits back and stares out into space waiting for his next chance in the cockpit..
Name: Nicole Elise
Location: ...Unknown...
Age: 18
Current IFF Status: Fugitive...Charged with the murder of 2 Navy Officers...Sentence...Death...
Ok look, I don't have a lot of time...but this might be my last chance. My parents, they're divorced, my dad got custody of me, he was a navy officer. Honestly, I didn't even know why and what the Xeno's fought for. My dad, he was in the Navy, he fought in the front lines against Rhienland...he lost...he lost his..arms and legs, i mean it literally...His fighter crashed somewhere in Hamburg, he managed to escape though. And then, he came back, the government...they didn't pay any reparations or anything! I couldn't believe it, I was underaged so I couldn't get a job, and my dad, well his lost his arms and legs...he couldn't get a job, but the government, they STILL refused to give reparation payments...we lost all our money, he couldn't get his pain killers...I can't even begin to describe how much pain he was in...he killed himself.
And I blame it all on the government, they sent him into the war dammit! HOW DARE THEY COMMIT A CRIME SUCH AS THIS?.
Look, now I know what you people fight for, and I want to join. I wanna fight along side you all, because I know that your the only people I could call my brother and sisters, my family for the war ahead. I hope you accept, you have absolutely no idea what this would mean to me...
Dammit, cops are coming up...I gotta go
*Charges pistol....fires 3 shoots...3 bumps on the floor...
Roy Anderson hunkered over the comm unit, deep in thought. Running out to snatch up every stray that decided to shoot down the law and then dash for the skirt of the movement wasn't, historically, a recipe for success. But at he tapped the stump of his severed left arm against the table before him he reckoned that a change of heart might be in order on this one.
With a gentle push of his remaining leg, the other and its lost brother higher up having been lost in a cataclysmic core rupture in a orbital DSE repair yard some years back, he thrust his chair towards a small card table around which four men squatted in plain clothes.
"Gents, got some lass by the name of Nicole Elise on the runabout, see if you can't scrounge her up and bring her back here. She's on the wanted list at the moment so exercise a touch of caution. If you can fetch her up, fine as fine, if not... Well, a turn in Denver'll probably bring her back this way anywho."
Issuing a brief retort of stretches and yawns, the men placed their cards face down and made their way from the darkened room, the view beyond a briefly opened door allowing a brief glimpse into a bustling soup kitchen.
"Hold on then Elise, we'll fetch ya back sure enough"
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