Xeno Alliance Recruitment (iRP)

[Wildkins]

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Sender: W.P.
Recipient: Thine brothers in arms.
Subject: An opportunity I can't refuse.

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Well, now, isn't this a sight for sore eyes. I've been an on-off supporter of your organization for quite some time...but after some internal consternation and recent events, I'd prefer to be a more proactive supporter of this glorious cause, mm? I think you'll find what interests you below. Don't dally on getting back to me, now.

1.) Name: William Peter Mitchell

2.) Date of Birth: May 23rd, 801 A.S.

3.) Place of Birth: Planet Houston, Texas

4.) Describe in your own words your previous experiences, your view of the Xeno Alliance, and your motivation to join:
Most of my own experiences are tales best left for my autobiography - but I'll cut straight to the point. My family has long fostered a line of officers and civil servants. My father served with distinction in the Liberty Navy, and his father before him was the youngest officer to command a capital ship in the fledgling Navy. My mother and her mother both served as senators representing Houston. All in all, we've given more than our fair share to Liberty, and I was ready to be the next in line to do so.

Then, on my twenty-first birthday, I received news that my father had given his life in a failed offensive on Leeds. Liberty had broken her back, and the bodies of thousands of her loyal soldiers, for another house that had never made the same sacrifices for us.

I sat in government offices to have meetings with so many middle-management bureaucrats, all in an attempt to get answers or recompense. There was none to be had; every day the Neural Net feeds showed Liberty warships in flames, and a resurgent Bretonia capitalizing on our sacrifice. I knew then as I knew now that Liberty would never free herself from the shackles of foreign influence, or the death-grip of rank corruption. As such, I did what any impulsive twenty-something would do; broke into the first space-capable snubcraft I could find, kicked myself into low Houston orbit, and never looked back.

The last few years of hard life on my own have given me more than a few skills behind the controls, and I'd like to think I've kept up the street-smarts to match. Perhaps you'll disagree - after all, there's always more to learn out here - but I believe much of my personal feelings leave me with no better place to hone my skills and offer my service.

OOC

What is your Discord name? If you don't have Discord, get it. It's required. Wildkins#8123

So on I fight, 'til every man a king.
- W. P.

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