VWA| Vereinigte Widerstandsarmee Recruitment

[Petitioner]

In the halls of Kaiserslautern, a slightly greasy-looking man in a heavy jacket who looks like he needs a good shave and somewhere without a no-smoking rule finds himself leaning against a wall, with his begloved hands inside his pockets. After a few moments, he pulls a crumpled old polaroid out of his jacket, gazing longingly at something not quite in the picture but clearly perceptible to himself, before checking the time on an old-fashioned wristwatch that's just as ruffled as the rest of him is. With a sigh, he runs his fingers through his hair and moves to step quietly into the VWA office.

Name: Matthäus Jepsen

Place and year of birth: Williamstadt, 13th Federal District, Planet New Berlin - 791 AS

Personal Background: My origins are unremarkable - just another lower-classer working under the table in Berlin, trying to make it and survive the cold air and the even colder politics. I never had the chance to go to university, but, like many others, had a friend who knew somebody who knew somebody. I ended up flying with the Rheinländische Volksfreiheitspartei for a time, but it was a decision made in haste, and under a lot of stress. It wasn't long after that I realized my family back on Berlin needed what little income I was providing for them, but there wasn't much I could do towards going back then - I'd made my choice, and the Police don't take kindly to "youthful naïvety".
It was a mixed blessing when Strausburg died, and Ratzenberger went under the radar - nobody went looking for me when I slipped off to do mercenary work for the Hessians and the IMG, since Briesen and Kaiserauer did the same - we all went our separate ways. It's a story that the Bundschuh know well. I sent whatever I could back to Berlin, working with whatever freelancer would launder the money for me. But I lost that sense of comradery, and all the folks that I knew I could count on. Regardless, supporting dear old mum is no longer a concern, and so, here I am now.

What brings you to our cause?
The same things that bring anyone to the Party - a yearning for change, for freedom, to see the oligarchy thrown out by force and the bureaucrats and federal agents subjected to true justice for all the despicable things that they've done. I'm no stranger to the Movement, even if I never spent as much time with it as I would've liked, or should've done, nor to the conditions that your everyday Max Mustermann lives in. I like to think that now, with no more strings left for me to tug on, I can finally devote myself entirely to the best cause there is - the cause of bettering things for every true Rheinlander in this Republic.

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