Mandalorian Mercenaries Recruitment Centre

[Domjan]

It has been merely an hour, and sweat was dripping from John's forehead.

*Ssssk , sssk, sssssk , sksksksk*

His pen was working like crazy... Left... right... Left... Right...

[color=#FFFFFF]Finally! He shouted

He handed over the paper to the secretary and went out to light a cigarette.

[VoluptaBox]

Simon was lying on the bench, nearly passed out, a few bottles of scotch on his feet.

He takes the questionnaire, glimpses the first few questions, then puts it down.

Tell him and the guy before that they both passed. I'll brief them tomorrow. Now I need to grab some sleep.

Stands up and walks towards his officer, supporting himself on the walls. Slams the door and shouts.

Good night, Melissa!

[Aungi]

**Incoming Transmission**
**Location: Bristol City, New London**
**ID: BSofSD25**
**Status: Video Active**

To whom is may concern,
My story, like many others, will never be remembered. No person will miss me when I am gone. I come from absolutely nothing. Born on Manhattan 24 years ago to a Cardamine addicted mother who left me and took a ride with the first Outcast willing to take her. I spent years going from foster homes and Liberty facilities until I turned 18. I joined the Liberty Navy and spent 2 years working on the engines of the Missouri. Since then its been one meaningless job after another working in the engine rooms of more ships than I can count. I ended up in debt with BMM loans and spent the last year paying them off, I come to you now with just enough money to get me started, I come with the courage and honor few can match, I submit myself to the Mandalorian way of life and ask for a place to belong.

Brent Smith

[color=#33FF33]**Transmission Ends**
**Status: Inactive**

[VoluptaBox]

Mister Smith, we just need to ask you a few questions, before we can make our decision.

Our carrier donkey is back from his last assignment and he'll be deliverieng the questionnaire.

[Aungi]

**Incoming Transmission**
**Location: In Transit**
**ID: BSofSD25**
**Status: Video Active**

The questions have been answered sir, 100% honest. I shall await your orders.
Brent Smith

[color=#33FF33]**Transmission Ends**
**Status: Inactive**

[VoluptaBox]

Everything looks good.

Suit up, money to be made.

[SnakThree]

Ach, where to begin. I am Gleb Miller, born in Liberty. I am not too fond of sharing my lifestory yet, as it is quite... Quite unpleasant and in the same time, it's quite shady. I go by a nickname "Shane", currently working for someone really really big, but I can't take it anymore. I want more freedom and yet tighter regulations.
I am not sure if you want something more from me, if you do, please state it.

~ Shane

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[Dieter Schprokets]

So is it Gleb or Shane or do we want to know anyway? We do like plausible deniability whent he law comes around.

Anyway, answer the questions the rottweiler has in his colon. You'll know when you see.

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[Dieter Schprokets]

Alright Gleb "Shane" Miller, suit up. Money to be made.

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[Kontrazec (Somni)]

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<span style="font-size:18pt;line-height:100%]*INCOMING TRANSMISSION*

*An image appears, revealing a short man standing proudly in a red kilt, flourishing a fairly large codpiece and smiling, two of his teeth missing. His long brown hair drops over his shoulders, and he has a rather messy stubble. He clears his throat, and announces in a clear, booming voice...*

"Oi! Feasgar Mhath, Mandalores! Name's Angus Quinn, but me mukkers call me "wee stock". I ain' much fer speakin', so I'm gunna get straight ta' th' point. I wanna work widd'ye all. Seen whatcha do, seen whatcha can. If'n ye interested in 'avin' a highlander wif' th' spirit ta' kick some jolly ol' criminal arse an' drink like a falin sittin' atop a malt baraill! *he laughs heartily* I'm sendin' ye th' basic info on me ol' self, hope ye can read! *he grins like a child and the video feed cuts off*

• Age: 32
  
• Height: 165 cm
  
• Weight: 69 kg
  
• Birthplace: Planet Leeds, Leeds System
  
• Previous occupations:
  
  1. Malt Brewer
     
  2. Soldier, explosives technician
     
  3. *classified*
     
  4. Freelance Bounty Hunter
     

*TRANSMISSION TERMINATED*

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Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.