Medical Specifications: Height, Weight, General Physical and Mental Record.
|H: 172cm||W: 44kg|
"This patient has below average BMI for his age and height, indicating failure-to-thrive or perhaps simply as a symptom of economic circumstances. He also has an artificial right leg and hip, apparently the result of a GSW suffered after severance from Colonial Service. No further physical aberrations noted. Mentally the patient presents with a calm and pleasant demeanor, with certain MH eval responses hinting at sociopathic tendencies consistent with a blooded combat pilot in an asymmetric warfare scenario. No further mental aberrations noted, though as always further evals would be needed to better assess the patient." - medical record excerpt dated 823 AS
Origin Planet Quillan, Gallia; later Colonial Republic, severed from service 819 AS
Previous Jobs, affiliations or past experiences? What can you bring to us? Smuggler interdiction and anti-capital work utilizing a Colonial "Pytho" bomber.
Which position would you be more comfortable filling? (Logistics/Paramilitary/Research & Development/Other) Logistics/Paramilitary
Briefly tell us about yourself. "Born a son of miners in what for a Border World colony would be considered a long line of miners, I grew up under the boot-heel of the Royalists much like any other Gallic underclass citizen. After the Council took from and then lost Quillan to the Crown, the citizens there were oppressed far worse than any thing we'd seen previously. Public executions, a hanging or two, raids...all of these things were a part of daily life for us. So, when chance came, my family packed what we could and used our Aurochs freighter to get us to Vichy Base. The Council, before they cleared out, had left coordinates and system locations for this base, since the Royals couldn't reach it and it was to be a staging point for any trying to escape Gallic space. We boarded a pirate transport there and were among a few thousand people who successfully made it to Planet Toulouse, and into a refugee camp. Life in those camps is hard, almost as hard as Quillan was but in a different way. I wanted out, but had no interest in joining the Council. So, instead, I secured passage...okay, stowed away, on a shuttle bound for Barrier Gate, then took the Colonial shuttle out here, to New Hope." - copy of Colonial Military application bio dated 819 AS
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I successfully enlisted with the then Colonial Military, in their Tau wing based out of Java Station. I even won a few fights, took down a few Outcast capitals with the help of my wingmates. We met some people, and encountered the beginnings of a much greater mystery and threat. There were good times, and then there were bad times.
The intervening years since 819 have been...difficult. There was an altercation aboard Freeport 10 some four years ago that resulted in my getting shot with a flechette weapon at close range and losing my leg and hip. Most of my remaining earnings went to getting myself mobile again...I was presumed MIA and I'm guessing I was struck from the roster long ago. Were I to go back to Crayter now I would just be changed from MIA to AWOL, and not entirely without reason. It is my hope that I can instead make a difference here, with your group, instead of just defending Tau 44 and Coronado from a brig cell.
Why do you wish to join us? Spending my time recovering with the Zoners in the deep Taus has taught me that there are much worse things in space than the Gallic Crown. I'm grateful for their help, but they don't have the means or the will to do much more than sometimes defend themselves against Nomad depredation.
OORP
What's your Skype? N/A, but I'm already in the Big Plans Discord.
Why do you want to join us? Be honest. Zephyranthes begging and pleading. No seriously. Peer pressure gets to me.
Rate your RP and PVP skills out of 10. |RP: Well, you know. 7/10? I'm no lolwhut.|PVP: Pfftthahahahaha. 2/10 in snubs. We'll see how it goes after I finally get that new laptop. Maybe 6/10 turret steering something. I did do better in groupfights with the old Pytho, but YMMV.
Do you promise to not let external opinion dictate your actions or behavior? Sure. Unless it's peer pressure from a certain Cuban.