Tell us more about you (Biography, the longer the better):
I was born into the relative middle class society of Rheinland. My parents, being a Bretionian mother and Rheinland father, pursued the working class life style, keeping a moderate well-being in freelance ship repairs and maintenance. When the economy of Rheinalnd hit another relative low, they moved to Liberty to work on Planet Denver in the Colorado system. When I was old enough, I purchased my first Startracker and ventured out into Liberty Space. I got the hang of scrap mining, in the Pittsburgh fields rather quickly, making enough credits to purchase an actual fighter ship. It didn't take me long to realized the hard realities of space travel and my personal limit when I engaged a pirate who happened to be with five of his other friends. The battle was short and I was arrested for an improper IFF and failing to submit a bounty hunter's form before engaging in combat near a civilian population. The good thing about scrap mining was the man who helped me understand the job. A man by the name of Jim Southerland. He bailed me out of jail and so I went to return to Denver and just tell my family all that had happened and give up space flight all together. The thing is, this was the turning point of my life. On route I caught a ton of communications traffic close to the White star in the middle of the system so I figured it couldn’t hurt. What I saw was IMG ships stair down a sizable Corsair group. We're talking a dozen or so miners, going head to head with a Corsair raiding party. Surprisingly, The IMG won. This drove me to join the IMG and partnering up with Jim Southerland and his mining vessel, the Jim Dandy we laid low, with Jim, making quite an impression in their ranks. I think it was a year into the job and I could not imagine the amount of profit we acquired in that time. I could have bought a Carrier if I wanted to. But what would I have use for such a ship? Any who, IMG started coming under a lot of pressure from the Outcasts and the Corsairs. They had almost seemed to join forces to finally push us out of the Taus. As if almost a miracle, several of our miners, including myself, were rescued and protected by the former Colonials. You could not understand how they appeared to me at that time. Virtual saviors in the worst of times. IMG had no standing military or fighting force, and under the growing threat of an army coming down on us, the Colonials became our security. I had grown so appreciative of them I attempted to alleviate the plight of the drifting Colonial Republic, a group without a home of their own. So I joined with Planetform to attempt to understand the unbelievable scope of planet terraforming. There I met Alex Durant, a terraforming scholar who had everything but funds. Luckily, he had me. We had secured a nearby planet area and made plans to finally do what I had promised for the Colonials. Then….well. Lets just say in that next year circumstances compelled me to remove myself from IMG and break ties with the Colonials to rebuild elsewhere. The only other place available to me was returning to my birth place of New Berlin. Jim Southerland and our 1.75 billion credit account followed with us. The next best option was Kruger Minerals. They had a larger ship base, a vast mining fields and easy access and good relations to other house ports to sell their minerals to. Kruger also had the additional benefit of having the might of the Rheinland police protecting them as well as the military who valued the much needed raw materials Kruger would provide. As things would have it, this continued partnership would hit the worst roadblock of all when war was officially declared between Liberty and Rhineland. With the military stretched thin and the police facing increasing attacks from Corsairs and the Hessians, I along with several of the Kruger employees, banded together and secured military grade weapons to defend our very lives. I had also tried to continue the transforming experiments I conducted two years prior on the planet of Nuremberg. They had a worm plague that managed to kill every form of plant we would secure, but thanks to Alex Durant, we found a solution to the problem. My plan was, pretty grandiose. I had hoped to convert about five percent of Nuremberg's land into fertile ground, and....extend a long, long overdue olive branch to the LWB. Yes, I was trying to end over 30 years of unremitting hostilities that the Landwirtschaftsbewegung and eventually Rheinland, could no longer afford. I think it would have worked. But, at that time my old friends from the IMG with their God d....colonials came and claimed parts of Omega 7 and Omega 3 theirs. To make matters worse, they had joined with the Red Hessians and an old old enemy, the Coalition. I tried to keep Kruger directly out of the conflictm using my wealth and contacts to hire an old officer from Leeds, a Communications tactician from Liberty, a disgruntled Sheriff, the same one who arrested me three years prior, and an Outpost officer to form my own little band of freelancers. Again for a time, it was starting to make a difference. But elements in Kruger wanted blood. Looking back on all that, I don't believe an eye for an eye was enough, some were so vehement on taking down the IMG and it's supporters, we seemed to create our own private little war in the Omegas. Everything was falling apart. Even with the partial success of our Nuremberg project, the LWB simply had too much bad blood with Rheinland and the powers that be, they would not accept anything but, everything. IMG had setup a base right outside Omega 3, and the Corsairs were more than delighted to watch the surrounding sectors burn. All the while I was trying to convince the parties that be that we were all being played by the Coalition. For a short time, I was the head of Kruger. Can you believe it? Along with working closely with Daumann, we had a joint office on the station at Mannheim. I even made plans to expand the station and try to make a last stand there, so to speak. But we had lost too much already. I had to make a choice. With the war on going, the news of a cease fire or an eventual loss by the Rheinland military, it was like history was repeating itself all over again. There was nothing to rebuild on, nothing to fall back on. Can you imagine having all the resources you could ever hope for but having absolutely no way to use them efficiency? With the combined forces of the IMG, Colonials, Red Hessians, and Coalition, all mining at Kruger came to a virtual halt. So, I guess I took a cowards way out. I left. I left everything. With a mighty ship, many of us left the core Sirius systems and lived out the next years in the Omicron and upper Omega regions. What a story eh? And yet, all these years later, I find myself back in Rhineland, but not Rhineland. To places I once knew, blown away, and places I had called a hope for the future, now lost to some cosmic middle finger. Now I find myself back. Back, at Kruger.
I'm still alive aren't I? Life has been the best teacher. Currently, the repair business. No jobs currently, just freelancing shipments here and there.
Why do you want to join Krüger Mineralien and what do you expect from the company:
I was surprised to see Kruger not only running but thriving. I hope to find out what happened after I left and perhaps be a better part of rebuilding what was lost.
What OOC reason(s) do you have for joining Krüger Mineralien, if you have any?
I was honestly surprised to see Kruger still up and runing with all the lore changes and how bad things were when I left the game, I was sure Kruger would be a thing of the past, but it's STILL going.
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