Discovery Forum Name: mayu20 Name: Roland von Marck Rank:- S.K.Y.P.E designation: balaci.marian-alexandu
Age: 19 Height: 1.74[/b]
[b]Weight: 75 Kg Hair Color: Dark Eye Color: Blue
Planet/Station of Origin: Planet Nuremberg, Munich
Background Information: After my father, Otto von Marck, met my mother, Anna, back when he still was in the academy, they had some thoughts about having a baby, but both serving in the military was rather hard having a child, especially when the sense of responsibility was high in both of them, responsibility for the fatherland that is. My mothers parents were modest farmers from planet Stuttgart, from them I learnt the sense of respect and responsibitillity, my father parents were, well, you know who they were from my father's old application I presume, but they were military people. They tough me discipline and to follow the hierarchy. I was raised by my parents untill I was 13, but then I was pretty much raised by my grandparents since the war with Liberty broke out and my mother was called back to active duty. Growing up without my parents was not easy, seeing them fewer and fewer times as the war was growing. Two years later, my mother was counting amoung the many casualties. It hit me pretty hard, knowing that my father could meet the same fate. Untill that age I lived with my mothers parents, after that, my father though I would be safer to live with his parents on their new home on planet Nuremberg, as far away from the conflict. New home, new rules. My mothers parents wanted me to become a farmer, helping the economy of Rheinland and being away from the war, mu fathers parents wanted me to become a soldier, like themselvess and like my faher and mother, helping secure the borders and help our nation to become victorious. My father, at the time an officer of the military told me that I have to choose my own path, to create a future for myself and that I am not to listen to others or reach other espectations than my own. I looked up to him, I saw him struggle with the loss of my mother and his friends, with the though that he is not near me when I need him. I never judged him or my mother, they were doing the right thing, they were serving a higher purpose. I was in senior year of military highschool when an officer of the military came to me. He had this look on his face like he was about to tell me that he will die in the next minute. He was holding a small metal case in his hands and wouldn't dare to look me in the eyes. He introduces himself, and said that he is very sorry. He handed me a holotape, saluted me and walked away. I went back in my room and I opened the case, the first thing I saw was a picture of me, my father and my mother when I was 5 years old. We looked happy, the picture was taken on one of the fields on Stuttgart while we were on a picnic. There were other things in the case, all belonging to my father. In the holotape the military high command was expressing deep condolences. It seemed that my father went missing while he was responding to a distress call in Omega-11. His last transmission stated that there was no sign of any ship at that location when the communication just droped. Apparently he vanished without a trace. Not even a single clue or a single piece of debris was found. Not even radiation from his engine trail, but no wonder in that, with all the radiation in that system. So here I am on Battleship Koblenz, writing this application in hope to get enlisted, making full use of my highschool degree and my family heritage.
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