Mandalorian Mercenaries Recruitment Centre

[~WD~Percy1979]

*A rough Man entered the darkly and spartanic Barracks of the Mandalorian Mercenaries* He says with a deep and cold voice: Good Day to you sir, i want to apply for a Job as a Mercenary in your fine organisation please. Here is my Application. *he`s overhanding you a small disc with his datafile*

Neural Net ID: Zolan.Losath
weight: 100 kg
height: 1,90 m
Haircolor: blond
Eyecolor: green
S.K.Y.P.3 Protocoll ID: Percy1979
Planet/Station of Origin: Planet Manhatten, Liberty Citizen



Backgroundinformation:

Zolan Losath was born in 777 A. S. at Planet Manhatten as true Libertonian. He was brought up in a working class family. His Father is a Smuggler in the Junker Faction and his mother is a drunken Bitch. Because of the disruptive family relationships and that his father was never at home, but rather he was in Malta and was climbing with slave girls. Zolan decides to get into Liberty Navy to become fast the experience to break out off the normal standards and break his Bonds, which his throat choking. He allways gots the best notes in Combatsimulations. Because of his broken Childhood and the gained experience of this time in young years, which he didnt get off his character, he allways got into trouble with his Superiors. So, he was summarily thrown out of the Academy

Now he try to do the best in his Life and joined his new affiliation, the Mercenaries. From now on, he decides what happen in his life.

Basic Personality Traits:

Medical advice: The subject physically is fine. He dont have any organic lesion. The blood and urine tests dont show any illegal or not allowed materials. The accomplished succesfully all the physic tests. Appropriate for active service.

Psychological advice: His personality of course is shaped by arrogance and lightest sense. He thinks, that all none Mercenaries must get out off his sight. He is very intelligence and talkative. He follows the philosophy of shooting first and then ask questions, because he is a bully.

Further more he says: My first intention to be a merc is only money, i dont care about jobs, i dont care about people that must die, because they are still at a wrong time and wrong place. They were put on a list. The Job is simple and clear, my peronal Death List. One after another they must be transformed into space dust. No prisoners no retreat. Now what will you say?

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