Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name: Bill Micks
Age: 21
Birthplace: Unknown
Biography: I lived an orphan on Freeport 4. Hardships everyday me and my brother, though not by blood, Mitch survived. We gave ourselves a last name, Micks. He was older and a good pilot. He taught me to maneuver his ship and mostly he taught me what he called "evasive". "Don't want you dying quick eh?" he used to say everytime we flew.
Then came GRN. The tau war. We didnt realise what we were in while flying through systems until mitch was fired on. He refused to join GRN. He got me into a passing by trader to Liberty space and I heard no more of my brother. I don't seek revenge but simple justice through authority for a person's freedom is not to be taken away.
Relevant Experience: Time training with my brother. Running escorts for transports. and experience as a bomber escort.
Your reasons for applying to the Military: I know how it is to not have a home. I wish to help Colonials fight back against Gallia. Justice shall be served fresh and to feel home again with brothers like me
// OORP Section;
1) How long have you been on Discovery?
3 months almost
2) What characters and ships have you had thus far?
A couple of fighters and bombers. about 9
3) How often do you normally play/come online for?
Almost everyday. whenever I'm free.
4) What is your Skype username?[/indent][/indent]
faizu04
Crayter Oath
Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
